Sunday, April 8, 2012

An inability to love.


I believe there is a difference between a Love Story, and a Story, about Love. Love stories are, romantic. They are about, love itself and it's relationship with people. A story about love, may not even be romantic. Not even a story of people, loving people. It may be a search for love. An inability to love. Could be an obsession, or substitution for it. An unwillingness to it. Even a strange addiction. A love story, is a, timeless classic. A story that will be told, taught, learned, and repeated through history. A story about love, will stop time. And changed everything you know about it. There will be nothing of it's kind. The biggest difference is.. not everyone will have a love story. But everyone will have a story about love. - God is Love

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Proving the worth of Love



Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Do you believe that when the right person looks at you just the right way, at just right the moment, from far across the room, is it possible to lose your breath? Is it possible to want to live more for someone else, than for yourself? Is forever love possible? Does it know no bounds? When you lose someone you love to distance. When you say goodbye to your father for the very last time. When you fall in love so deeply you can barely hear the noise around you. When you touch the hand of the one who holds your heart. When you kiss the one you know you’re going to love, but don’t love yet.

When you do these things, does your heart drop?

Forever is only a concern if you reach it. No one chases love for forever, if we did, we’d all be disappointed. The actual feeling of love doesn’t hit us once and stay with us forever, it comes and goes. Just as anger comes and goes, happiness comes and goes, sadness comes and goes, love comes and goes. Which is why I would encourage you, hold onto the ones you love. Hold them as dear as you did the day you fell in love with them. Blow them kisses over the phone. Send them flowers just enough to send the message, not too much that they forget the thought. Touch their hearts with old stories, first dates remembered and key ones attached on the wall for a daily reminder. Write them letters. Kiss them.It needs to be nurtured and honored, because only time can prove the worth of love.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Tminus 2 hours


“Only those who will risk going too 

far can possibly find out how far one can go.”

 

T.S. Eliot


Sunday, March 4, 2012

Birthday Week.


Obviously I had a love for cats.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Be My Everything




God in my living
There in my breathing
God in my waking 
God in my sleeping
God in my resting
There in my working
God in my thinking
God in my speaking
Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything


God in my hoping
There in my dreaming
God in my watching
God in my waiting
God in my laughing
There in my weeping
God in my hurting
God in my healing
Christ in me
Christ in me
Christ in me the hope of glory
You are everything

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Two roads

 
 
 
IN OCTOBER 2009 I WROTE
and the days that pass by
the song in my head
the image of your stare
and the cold sets
you're everywhere
it blows right through me
i'm standing here
but you don't see me
it achingly seeps through your palms
my thoughts are confused
the kind of clutter that just wont move
and i can't move.
I'm stuck, with no thought of advancement

TODAY I WROTE
after some time
maybe a long time, for me at least.
my mind has forgotten these things,
the true feelings of today realign my thoughts on my future.
my heart has let it fade
and i am happy that my heart has healed
to the point of restitution.
then what might have been
can be replaced and covered over by my love of love.
and eventually the days have turned into excitement,
this memory is a foregone thought
my pieces, have been sewn up, attached anew to 
a soul that cries for patience.
Joyful for an additional journey 
with the one I see with myself 
as if it were always meant to be.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

REASON

  

Things happen for a reason. I was being taught that God always has a plan for me. Often times that plan is better than anything I would have imagined. He asks that we have faith in Him, something I struggled with the past few years. Sometimes we have to walk in darkness for a time before the light comes on and we see all that lies ahead of us. Faith is like having a hand to lead us through that darkness until the lights are turned on. And now that the lights are turned on, I wish I would've had more faith. This wasn't coincidence, this was a blessing.









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