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I kiss thee
with my heart
upon my lips.
 
My breath held
in anticipation
of the moment.
 
Held so long
afraid to take
that next breath.
 
for this magic
overtakes me
in this moment
forever locked
in your embrace.
 
 
 
 
 

What the average Pastor does to his/her church members.

The Blessing was laid before you.
Yet you were too blinded by your own magnificence
to see the light at your very feet. 
 
You felt your knowledge was beyond
mere mortals.
Your high learning
only brought before your brain
a blindness of thought.
 
The Sender of the Blessing
lowered His head in shame of you.
Your ultimate goal of life
was to carry His name
with a great pride.
 
Now you carry a deep shame.
As each week passes
the absence of the blessing
becomes more clear to others.
 
Fingers are pointed to your back
whispers made in a hush
as you pass. 
 
The sins of your ignorance
has now become clear to others.
Let it be known
that I forgive you
as I forgive the dog
which mistakenly pisses
on my leg.
 
I forgive you
as I forgive the ant
that bits my hand.
 
By your own ignorance
you have brought us a great blessing.
In spite of your own hurtful
and ungodly nature toward me.
 
The love of my life,
has only grown more stronger.
In the loving bond we carry
in the face of the stupidity
that you so well displayed.
 
We now will be the greater guardians
in the future
of the many blessings
that have been given to us.
  
Be assured in the future
that these blessings
will never be yours again.
 
Quote by John J. RIgo, Texas’ Commentator and Poet:  “The Worse of Religious Hypocrites, can be found in Pastors, within their own churches.”
 
 
 
 
 
Courtesy of Agung888To take what we have for granted
is a human thing.
Only when it is gone
do we finally come to realize
how important little things are in our life
.
Death can be so final.
No longer is there a chance to do things better.
We now have the chance to live life in a greater
and more wonderful way.
 
How blessed you and I are
in this point in our lives.
We have finally found the best things about
our life together is about the most simple of things.
 
Moments like touching each other for no reason at all
in the quiet of our time together.
Warmly remembered times
like the kiss
when not expected.
Also the “I love you”
when not expected
 
It is not grand that we have this chance
to be together.
A chance to share what is really is important
the sharing of just being together and most importantly
knowing that everything is as it should be
in our life together.
 
We were meant to be with each other and
that is a good thing.
Most wonderfully
within the beauty of this life
that our sharing of this life
is in God’s plan for us.
 
 
 
 

Courtesy of freaktyn.com

I am reminded of the child’s chant,
“Sticks and stones will hurt my bones,
but words will never harm me.”
 
One should not react in passion to pieces of trash
hiding behind a site name on the Internet.
Those who post slanderous words against another
have no spine.
 
A crawling snake is their closest ally.
True suffering was demonstrated by our Lord
Jesus Christ.
 
He was beatened and crucified as a criminal.
Lord protect me and bless me
as I worship and adore your name
through eternity.
 
 
 
 

Age seventeen, top row, third from left.

 
What time never erases
is memories of a first love.
A sweetness of innocence never regained again.
 
It was a brief five minutes that our eyes met that summer day.
I a young man with the blue uniform of a brand new Air Force Recruit.
Tall strong and youthful at seventeen
still in the midst of basic training at an Air Force Base.
 
You at sixteen with a beauty that was clear and eternal of the moment.
My bus was leaving,
the connection of our eyes was unmistakenable.
In just minutes we swore a forever love between us.
 
Truly that moment was a magic
that will never be again.
Two parts of a universe
meeting in a most unlikely place.
 
It has been fifty-one years since that meeting.
Still I remember you from time to time
in such vivid detail.
 
I wish you Love in the journey you took beyond
the days of our permanent separation
five years latter.
 
Was I then a vessel of a lost ship
for a very long time.
The haunting of a First Love
never leaves Love’s Way.
 
 
 
 
Courtesy of totalfilm.comToday I thought of all the people
that touched my life with love.
Many are names remembered
and many sadly names that have been forgotten.
 
To each of you I render my love
and eternal appreciation for sharing
a part of yourselves with me.
 
Many of you I will never see again in this life.
Many of you have passed from this life.
 
We shall all met again
in God’s Love in our forever time together.
 
Cocoons for a short flicker of light
before unfolding our wings in eternal flight.
 
 
 
If I must go
and you will stay.
If it be
but a little while.
 
I take with me
the feel of your lips
upon mine.
 
The smell of your hair.
The gentle sound of your breathe.
The yearning press of your body
against mine.
 
Hold the belief
my dear one
that this earth
will fall away.
 
In so doing
will eternity
be our forever
home.  
 
 
 
 “Blessings in your journey,”
It is a phrase I have used many times.
It is used in my salutations that end my correspondence.
Our journey’s in life are truly short.
 
When the flickering light of our lives
is compared to the stars above us
it is then that we realize
the brevity of our physical lives?
 
Is this world one of many rooms
that our souls will walk thru?
Will we have recall of all we have learned?
 
Will the Blessings of the Lord
continue to fall upon us
from every deed and act on our part
that demonstrates our love for others?
  
So my dear Friend
Blessings in your journey.
The light before us
becomes brighter each day
of our lives.
 
 
 
 
 
At times it would be nice
to have a pair of magic red shoes.
Just clicking them together three times
would do the trick.
 
Suddenly I would be transported
to wherever my mind of memory
would wish to go.
 
At this very moment
I could easily think of a dozen places
I would love to be at this moment.
 
Each time frame
would place me at a time and place
where I felt greatly loved.
 
Where there was a skip in my step
and a constant grin on my face.
I can easily bring to mind
scenes of such places in my past.
 
Skipping through a mall with her
like a school child.
Dancing with her
for the first time
with my arm around her waist. 
 
Ah yes then their were those
first kisses
always soft
always remembered
always joyful
in the way those kisses went to my toes.
 
Truthly knowing what I know now
would I have taken more time
to savor every moment.
 
Time in remembering every detail
of the places of my youth
where my magic red shoes
would have taken my heart.  

 

 

A very dear friend of mine is currently dealing with issues regarding his sight.  There is a possibility that blindness is before him.  I wrote this poem/prayer for him.  If you, or someone you know is dealing with these issues in their lives, be sure to pass on this poem/prayer to them:

 

My Lord, I humble myself before You this day.

With You, all things are possible.

You have healed the sick, made the lame walk, 

the deaf hear, the blind to see again.

The dead have risen to life by Your command.

As your humble, and still unworthy servant,

I come before You this day to ask you to heal my eyes.

Heal my vision dear Lord,

so that I might continue on my life’s journey,

in finding ways,

to serve you.

Amen