Who cares for truth in a lawless age, when pope and potentate rage? Who cares for Truth in this lawless age where relativity contends against the sage? The scales shift to suit the headlines or the editors view, will this really do? Finding Truth will save our time if quick we look to histories chime, … More Who cares for truth in a lawless age?
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 we have filled ourselves, … More Empty
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 (12/27/60-1/2/18)
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
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
Socrates at the trial for his life said; “An un-examined life is not worth living“. He chose the hemlock rather than accept banishment from the life and society he knew. His trial was due to the fact he believed in hearing the voice of a God within. He called it “the divine mind”. He questioned the Pagan gods; … More An Architecture for Life #1
I, me, my, mine; it’s not about me? Really? Who’s it about then? You, them, us, everyone; all the time? Nothing happens to you that has not or will happen to me or others at some time. Truth is we share more in common than we differ. It’s the proportions of the impacts of experience … More It’s not about me, really?
My story is one of turbulent seas of trouble mitigated by the ever-present hand of the master mariner. Really! He showed up when I was a child of four. To young to question, or dismiss he spoke; I listened, His question implied a response of obedience or independence – I obeyed. Then the real trouble … More No Proof, Only Witness
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
I wrestled again last night with that imposing pressure. That force that tries to imprint on my heart – my insufficiency, my inadequacy, my need! At dawn I saw that it was my effort to ward off that sense, my defenses and self projections, call it what you will- They are real problem. … More Becoming True