Posts tagged ‘expression’

Greed in Grieving

Death knocks on all of our doors.  Some are made to answer sooner than others.  As the ones left behind we grieve for them, or do we?  We do grieve but it is because of our greed.  We want them, we need them, we miss them, so we grieve.  We are happy that they no longer are in pain or suffering.  We take solace in the fact that they knew God and are now singing in that great beyond.  They are with family and with friends, and we are happy.  Yet because of our greed, we still cry…………Continue Reading

A Father

God bless the man who sacrifices for his family

God bless the man who helps without wanting

God bless the man who goes without

God bless the man who smiles with a touch

God bless the man who instills fear

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Would you plant that seed?

Would you plant that seed?

So you think you have to make tough choices? God had to make a choice to plant a seed that would eventually be used to hang his son. Could you make that same choice? We all have hard times and have to make tough decisions but try to keep it in perspective. God chose to sacrifice his only son so that we may live, so that we can be forgiven.

Would you plant that seed?

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Unworthy

There is always a worry lingering that one day I will wake up from this dream. If I do will she still be there? Will she still care? How can someone so beautiful love someone so broken? How can she not see what I see? When she realizes that the souls of her feet hold more beauty than my entire being, will she still love me?

Sometimes the dreams are so real it’s scary.

When you touch me I cry

Because I am unworthy of such love

Because I am undeserving of such peace

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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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My Time of Peace

My Time of Peace

All things must die.  However all things have the opportunity to live forever.  Death is but a gateway to memories and monumental discoveries.  It is hard to let go but just imagine the joy that your loved one is experiencing.  Life is short but an eternity with the ones that you love in the arms of God is going to be amazing.  That will be,

my time of peace.

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The Tears Left Behind

She drinks whiskey for breakfast, and he’s never noticed                                                          He kisses her cheek, as he runs out the door                                                                              He’s gone for a week, and she’s left there crying                                                                           For the man that she loves, and a love that’s gone wrong

She cries for her lover, her friend, and her husband                                                                    She cries for the memories, that have faded in time                                                                   She cries as she sleeps, with no one beside her                                                                               And that no one will notice, the tears left behind

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It Must Be Me

It Must Be Me

Believe what I believe! You are not tolerant! You should listen to me! People today are very polarized in their beliefs. There seems to be no gray areas only black and white. If you disagree with someone you are a bigot, a racist, intolerant, or just insensitive. Take a step back and analyze your own words. Sometimes the mirror of life can really show you the truth.

Is it me, really?

Why am I wrong

Because I do not agree

My values do not matter

In your eyes

I must give in

Or I am wrong

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Bricks

Bricks

Bricks

While visiting Savannah we saw the bricks. SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) is saving them and rebuilding areas built with blood. Buildings that were made with the bricks made by slaves are now being preserved for future generations to see and remember. A lasting reminder that life is not fair and that bad things happen. But even more, these bricks serve as a reminder that we should never let this kind of atrocity happen again.

Thankfully, a time not forgotten

Imagine their hands

Covered in mud

Throwing the mix into molds

A mixture of

Mud

Hay

Blood

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My Friend

My Friend

Not many things can make you feel special. However, your horse will. They can make you laugh and make you cry. They are always willing to nudge you in the right direction even if you don’t know what direction that is. When you put your head to theirs and look into their eyes, you know that there is a God and he is good.

For my horse loving friends

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