Her Wedding Band

Her Wedding Band

To the ones who suffer from Alzheimer’s and the families that have to deal with a forgotten reality. Living each day for that one moment of clarity is a daily routine for so many unsung heroes. Thier lives captured in the crevices of a mind that is lost and trying to find its way back. All they long for is one simple moment,

One simple I love you

He stands at her bedside, just brushing her hair
As she looks out the window, with a lonely lost stare
He reads her his bible, as she holds his hand
And he prays to his maker, please help me understand

Every day he gets there, before she awakes
And he makes sure her photos, are perfectly straight
At night she is sleeping, before he will leave
As he kisses her lips, and sends God his plea

Lord I hope she’s not lonely, in this world of hers
And I pray she’s as happy, as we both once were
God I know you are with her, and holding her hand
And he cries as he straightens, her gold wedding band

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The Bottom of the Bottle

Bottom of the Bottle

You told me you were leaving, and then walked right out the door

For twenty years you’ve let me, live a lie

You said it was forever, when I gave you my name

Well I guess mine and your forever’s, ain’t the same

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My tears they fell like raindrops, as I watched you drive away

And now I find this whiskey bottle, in my hands

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Washed Away

As I walk, (as I walk), towards the water’s edge

I will sing, (I will sing), of his graciousness

Follow me, (follow me), let me lead the way

Where all our sins will be washed away

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Washed away, (washed away), Washed away, (washed away)

All our sins will be washed away

Joining Jesus in the river, on this blessed day

Where all our sins will be washed away

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The “Grand Puba” has spoken

Obama thinks that he can wave his magic wand and make everything better, at least until after the elections. It is so funny to see the squirming among the Democrats today. They can’t believe that the insurance companies would cancel policies that the law THEY created told them to cancel. How sad is that? The Puba himself two weeks ago said just get a new policy off of the exchange, you’ll love it! Then those dreaded poll numbers came out.  Continue Reading …………..

What Color is God?

God is as white as the snow that falls and lands on the tip of my tongue. So pure and perfect yet so remarkably dissimilar to anything else ever created.

God is as brown as the dirt falling through the farmer’s hands. So full of goodness and nutrients to feed a troubled soul and bring life to the hearts of man.

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I Had a Dream

I had a dream this weekend of a revival, a neighborhood revival. It was awesome. One of the children said some nasty things to an adult from the neighborhood and, as a neighborhood, we took action. We sat this child down and talked with her. Then we prayed with her. What started off as parents coming together to right a wrong turned into a prayer session in front of our home. Soon other neighbors came and joined in prayer. We prayed that God would come into this child’s heart and show them that although the color of skin was different, our hearts were all red. That they all beat ….. Click Photo to Continue Reading

A Price to Pay

There is a price to pay for being free. No big brother is not listening to your phone calls or reading your emails. Big brother is not watching you look at Facebook or surf the internet, big brother doesn’t care what you look on the internet. There is no camera over your shoulder watching you live your day-to-day lives. However, we task our government to keep us safe and that is a tall order to fill. We must be willing to give them the tools to do their job. If we are not willing to give them the tools to thwart terrorist activities here and abroad then we can’t complain when things like the Boston bombing or the attacks on the World Trade Center happen. We cannot complain when our neighbor is planning on blowing up our children’s elementary school and no one catches them before it happens. Yes there is a price for safety and there is a price for being free.

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The Audacity of the American People

Is there a buck and if so, where does it stop? Who are we, as Americas, to question the President and his minions? His smug demeanor and the inexcusable blaming of others has stepped beyond Chicago and now has corrupted the most corrupted city we have, Washington DC. How dare we question his leadership, how dare we question his ethics and policies, oh the audacity of the American people!

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In a world lacking of personal responsibility, our Commander and Chief is setting a shining example of avoiding responsibility. With so much going on in our country the only thing that he seems to want to take credit for is his golf score. The era of Chicago politics has completely enveloped Washington DC.

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Ashes to Ashes

Ashes to Ashes

The fight came from nowhere.  Words were said that should not have been.  Feelings tossed out like the trash.  Raw nerves grinded like coffee until there is no feeling.  Bruised, bleeding, alone, and crying in the corner.  Never again are the words that are there, but not out loud.  Self-healing bones and long sleeve shirts hide the damage.  At some point something snaps and clarity sets in.  There is an end to the madness,

Yes, there is an end.

It is not so easy to see

Which of the limbs have been broken

Or to know when the roots became visible to all

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Hope and Change

Hope and Change

One day you are on top of the world.  Your family was happy, healthy, and living the middle class dream.  Then things that you have no control over turn your world upside down.  You had a little in 401k, a few little investments, and had just bought my dream house.  America seemed to die a little that year and now four years later we are in the ICU on life support.

I miss my America

To sleep under a starry sky

It used to be a dream

Now it’s a nightmare with no end

To listen to the sounds of the night

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