Many Skies

I saw many skies today


They stare, standing at one of them


and families gather families to this Lake


Walking's and holdings
They're coming and going


Just passing it by


Some uncontrolled volume like ripples in time, move backwards to the place where the pebble declines


The sun's blaring yellow,
It spread to a purple
Proceeding from melting of orange


Thank You God for the many skies I see

Laboring Saints

Laboring Saints

It; comes in those hard times

Because worship starts after midnight

In the struggle of the flesh

Weak; while the spirit is willing

Secrets revealing the innermost longings for the petitions before the throne of Majesty

We cry for the lost

This travesty

Deceived

So we intercede for thee

Christ intercedes for us

 Fighting through the hours of the darkness

Praying unceasingly

As

Laboring Saints

This Weekend

This weekend was ideal. All the things you look forward to in a weekend. Well, at least I do, at this time, in this place. I'll quickly and briefly run through the list; and this will be brief.

Saturday
Sleep
Food
TV- Hulu Plus
Movies- Netflix
Sassy (our lil black dog)
Little Sister - bike ride, scooter, teach basketball, play board games(family), roller skates and play fighting, singing perfect u-flat notes and reading the Bible together
Alone time
Phone talk with a Special back in Illinois
Sleep

Sunday
Breakfast
Grow hour @ church- aka Sunday School
Great Worship and Teaching of the Word of God (expository)
Church Meeting :-)
Popeye's Chicken
Homework with Mom
Moment with my cuz JW3
Home writing this blog
Anticipating a couple phone calls and maybe then a movie and then sleep.

NEED I SAY MORE..... BYE! 

3 Weeks Back!!!

Three weeks back of old bro ties and hi fives
Three weeks back were long hug holds and good byes

Three weeks back settling dust left untouched
Three weeks back kicking up dust as a must

Three weeks back was facebook, phone talks and Skype calls
Three weeks back and most ain't heard a word from me at all

Three weeks back handling problems tryna solve them
Three weeks back explaining how I even got them

Three weeks back working loving my job
Three weeks back working to try to get a job

Three weeks back rehearsing getting ready to act together
Three weeks back ready to keep my act together

Three weeks back and it still feels like Three weeks back
Three weeks back is hard to feel the Three weeks back

She Is Not A Dream

She stood there
Rail gripped, big lips steady pokin out
Tattoo on the foot, what I'm talkin bout
Curly hair, Thick and black
Big bubble glasses to match it
Grey top wrapping top figure
For a moment I gave thought that I could get her since
Her facial expressions kept flexin when my eyes turn to meet her
Because my hope  is just to please her so that I could catch that smile again
Daydreaming
Mist of thought caught floatin in the wind

Eclectic in her style
The beauty of those big blue eyes behind clear lenses
Her dark hair compliments
Spots of tattoos and presence of past piercings
Damn, she's sexy
She rocks the hair well
No nail polish, no Amish in her bloodstream
No smile either
Good thing it was a daydream

Blonde hair though I call it brown
Green eyes sometimes take on a tint of brown
But she'll turn red when the sun smile at her too long
And she cant help but smile
That ponytail is so swell
I caught a whiff of fragrant shampoo I think
And I am satisfied
Because she is not a dream

At starbux charging my phone.

Whenever it's been a while since I've posted I feel like I should write some long memoir to update you on what's been going on in life between the last time you heard from me and now. But that just isn't the case here. I don't have to say anything. So why have a blog anyway? Hahahahaha....

It gives me the option and choice to share. So, things are fine. 11days. Too short. Coming quick. Going to the Aquarium today. Cool. Not enough time for everyone. Don't know how to go about this. But Jesus said. No worker puts his hands to the plow and then looks back. Gotta plan, gotta go, gotta do it. that's it. See ya'll soon.

LOVE.

HEBREWS 11:3

Stories should bring truth to life.
Do they bring lies to life also?
Is it that the truth can only e revealed and a lie exposed?
What if, the end of mans discoveries only led us to see that we do NOT! discover at all, but in fact are TOLD what is?
The use of words.
Powerful indeed!
Oh...
Ooohhh....
...
Wa- ...woooooooow
We know that no mere object can speak, can tell, and use words.
What if, the end of mans discoveries only led is to see that no story could be told without words?
Otherwise, what life could there be for us?
What truth could possibly be know?
... well it couldn't.
Neither could there be God
But. Rather.
God created, life, to reveal truth.
That He is.
That we are.
Product of His Word.

By faith we understand that the worlds were prepared by the word of God, so that what is seen was not made out of things which are visible. Hebrews 11:3