The authors personal ruminating on life, faith and reality.
Fires Burn, True hearts learn, Love shines through; hero’s! The crucible of the flames, burns the dross and clears the shame. Reality comes with the crisis, Facing choices that must be made. Second guessing comes later. In a moment our future is made. Fires Burn, True hearts learn, Love shines through it’s flames.
I think I understand, Life is not a wilder-land, but a garden still. I think I understand, Not to be a preacher or teacher or a tiller of the earth, But a tiller of ones heart, of the soul, of the wonder of it all. Life is not a wilder-land but a garden one must … More Life is not a wilder-land
Trouble Forms Us Something’s formed in trouble, Something found no other place. Realizations, revelations, Change comes outside the easy space. Comforts, safety, security are often sought, Too often for our own good. The good of trouble is seldom understood. We lose ourselves in our comforts, Finding mostly idols there. We are numbed … More Trouble Forms Us.
We can not forget for we are changed. We have met the irreducible reality of death, While yet young, impressionable and engaged. We lost innocence, lost dreams, lost youth; forever Changed. Friends now are dearer, Family is dearer, Life is dearer. Time matters more, For we are changed. Why have … More Changed
The Circle Game . Running on our own, making our own way, being right not seeing what’s real. . We; defining our own truth, defining our own god, defining our own self. It’s endless, it’s meaningless, it’s a self centered fabrication; an illusion. . It’s the circle game. . Circling about our desires, circling about … More The circle game.
. Eternity waits. It waits longingly for those trapped in time, Eternity waits. It waits for all troubled souls, The broken-hearted, The wanderer’s longing for a home, Eternity waits. It waits for the faithful, Waits for the hopeful, Waits for the lonely, Eternity waits. It waits for us … More Eternity Waits; two
Becoming True, Is it up to me or up to you? Am I what you think, what they think, or what I think? Am I my true self or a fiction of my, or their, imagination? What am I really and who decides what is true? It’s about you, not me! He said, ” I … More Becoming True II
Swimming against the tide? Standing on the other side of acceptability? To oneself be true, you alone can be you. Do not act in order to compel the respect of persons you do not yourself respect. Return to the center of things: “Seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things … More Swimming Against the Tide?
A song I sing for the Creator Supreme, of love and loss, the captivating cost of reality. Truth works out, love works in, peace is wrought by struggles through sin. We wrestle and strive to overcome vanity and pride, Yet life is had when we turn aside to trust. Love works it out, truth works … More A Song to the Creator
Musing on becoming real; It truly is my greatest struggle, how about you? Much like the chick emerging from the egg, we die if we get too much help from the outside! These are my current understandings and a prayer, as I struggle to become all I was created to be… Becoming my true self; am I being … More Becoming
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