Empty

  Empty is what we lack, The place to be filled with wonder.   Empty is what we are missing.   For we fill the empty ourselves, We fill the empty with lesser lovers, While true love waits outside.   Outside our empty waits what we lack.   We lack room  to be filled for … More Empty

Ode to Kevin J. McIntyre

Cherished are  memories of Kevin. In our youth,   Growing in confidence and understanding, Exploring, dreaming, establishing;conceiving our futures. Discovering our boundaries,   We, seeing the world from our youthful eyes- enthusiastically! Growing into the men we were to become.   Becoming …   Glorious where the years that came before, The glory that surely … More Ode to Kevin J. McIntyre

Our life is a war

Our life is a war, Our mind the battlefield, Our thoughts the weapons, Our decisions the out-come, Life or death?   Say’s I.   “See, I have set before you today life and good, and death and evil…  The blessing and the curse. Therefore choose life, So that you and your descendants may live…, For … More Our life is a war

Beautiful is Good

  “If it is beautiful it is good”.   Waking to the words of my insightful wife, I saw crimson autumn leaves against an azure sky; beautiful. It was good with my soul.   “If it is good it is beautiful. They are the same” say’s she.   “Beautiful is good, Good is beautiful”, In the Hebrew … More Beautiful is Good

An Architecture for life #2

We build a theology about who God is and what is True with our choices and decisions. We create our own philosophy  about what is real and how things really work as well.

Choose carefully for in your choices you define your life! You are building a house in which you experience reality or illusion. Your house is your safety or your prison; these choices are the building blocks. … More An Architecture for life #2

A Separate Place

  There exists a separate place, a separate reality.   In the heat of the desert, Under the scorch of the sun, Exists a place of peace.   This place is built as the foundations of the earth. With the gifts of the mother and the blessings of time. It stands to greet the wind, … More A Separate Place