Monday(s)

To give Love, to be Love, to refresh Love, to be able to receive and accept Love, this requires a strength that have to call upon, and in that, I suffer a weakening to my nature.

Of course, enveloped in Love, my recovery time is lessened, but for right now, releasing all as is needed, well, resting into the morning is my reward..

Calvary Chapel of the RedWoods

Days run long when the light hangs across the horizon, and I like that! In the same way I like the Oceans roar, and the course burn of wind whipped sand across my face.

And yet, isn't that why we put it in? Why we work past close. Why we choose the friends we call family? Days run long, and as they end, tired feels good again.

Fear and Trepidation

Reality is often not what we'd want it to be, and yet, we have to accept what is, and move along into what's about to be. At work then, down on the farm, or even up in the tower(s), the facts seem to never warble much, what is, is!

In view of that, and other realities that I may still learn to experience properly, I rest(you'll rest) best, when I can walk away with my integrity intact, and the truth spoken freely.

Pacifiers and blankets Charlotte, are not the signs of Redeemed Adults...

June Fades

Already July's on the horizon, and yet with June fading so quickly Charlotte, I thought all the more about the right now, and how so easily, the clock, and our own thoughts can change without me noticing....

Serve GP 2014

Serving, and being in Service are often examples of Worship. But in revealing Love through service, well, there is no confusion in that.

Love in the world:

A feeling of strong or constant affection for a person. An attraction that includes sexual desire : the strong affection felt by people who have a romantic relationship.

Real Definition of LOVE:

An affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests, an assurance of affection or warm attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion to another. Granted, I use the word as a way to claim, and/or inspire another to see themselves as special, but as is often the case Dear Charlotte, the world calls consistently, we though, we have to always refuse its voice, and better still, encourage those around us, to tune it out as well..

Happy Belated Fathers Day

Earlier, as the tears flowed, I thought of how you would see me now. Wondered actually about whether or not you'd approve? And oddly enough, in that space between where you taught, and what you forced me to learn, I was at peace with it.

For what is a father? Does anyone really know? Sure, there's the Heavenly Father, and all that, but down here, where men cheat and kill for a chance at two dimes, being a father is no easy task, and you chose it 1st.

Giving up all those chances to do something else with your life, you tried to parent me, and even now, I still say the words you said, do those things you've done to move it along, and I'm no less proud to have been your son. Sure though, I am sometimes sorrowful. Sorry for all those years you wondered if I'd ever come home again. But you know what, in the end, I did. And I hope you see that still.

Happy Fathers Day Dad.

Of course, I hope you're waiting for me in that great by and by, but like you always spoke into me, in the end, it begins all over again, so yesterday will just have to have been enough...

Dear(est) Charlotte

As oddly as this may appear to you right now, today is your last day as a Father. And yes, though always do I seek to give you greater license in what we do together, in this, I truly believe, perhaps, it should be my role to grow into, and yours to step away from.

What, with all that we're altering in the universe, from this day, the purely Feminine should be yours to embrace alone(and there's plenty there), leaving for me, the truly Masculine....

Com·part·men·tal·ize: Ver

Divide into sections or categories.

"He had the ability to compartmentalize his life"

For me then Charlotte, what, with my life changing again, things seem different somehow. Not just with my Brother leaving again, or maybe even me, loving again. It's just that the journey is stepping up again, and in that, something’s will have to change(again)...

T.E. Lawrence

"All men dream: but not equally.

Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. This I did."

Gun Control

There is a one(two actually), that has a Love of Weapons, and the Men and Woman who have to use them. And yet, there is another(okay, maybe more than that) who like myself, has heard the senseless excused, enough!

Where does it end?

Do you feel better with a Weapon. Does it increase your sense of individual Power and Force? Coward! Learn to disarm your foes, before you arm yourself. And if you still think it's about freedom, then in all honesty, you've yet to have pulled the trigger on another...

As an aside Charlotte

Growing up, my Padre used to say that in knowing another, we risk loosing sight of what we're looking at. Of course, as a boy, I never really got it!

Years later, decades actually, I now know that within the depth of another, is where my real joy with them lives.

There are choices in life.

Some, well, they're more like ultimatums! But then we're old enough to think for ourselves (and be believed by others), and strange enough, at that moment, we realize, we're somewhat afraid of our own voice(s). Weird.

This Week-End though, let’s just Be Happy.

Maybe not flip the world on its axis Happy, but Happier than our circumstances warrant. And then, in hearing ourselves smiling, tip your heads back and laugh. You'll thank(s) me later!

Safety & Moderation though:
There is an excuse to lose ourselves afoot. But that is not your song their playing.

In order to Love someone,

Truly, it's necessary to see and be with them, as they are, so as to appreciate what makes them unique, and thus, lovable(to me):

hy·poc·ri·sy [hi-pok-ruh-see] noun
1. A pretense of having a virtuous character, moral or religious beliefs or principles, etc., that one does not really possess. 2. A pretense of having some desirable or publicly approved attitude. And me Charlotte, I'd prefer an unfiltered enemy, than a fraudulent relationship with someone in whom, I think I've found a Friend.

Life, isn't really that complicated;

Sure, I understand longing and loneliness, but the wrong choice(s), is still wrong: "As a dog returns to its vomit, so fools repeat their folly." Proverbs 26:11 

For even if you fail to know who you are, at least know to whom you're connected! 1. Be rightly placed in a specified position. 2. Fit in a specified place or environment. Which makes being punched in the face, a wrong idea, again! Change please, if not for yourself, then for them.

Fear, and well earned trepidation;

Are really not your friends Charlotte!

And yet, on this Sunday, underneath all the distractions that a Week-End can bring us both, I was nonetheless reminded that the future can indeed be brighter when the Truth is spoken freely by a one who really believes it!

Sometimes, knowing where I am,

Only reveals the reason and not the true intent of my being there. Just as in wanting to be there again, the reason is more rooted in who we could have been, and not so much, in who we're becoming.

Friday then Charlotte, and the reality of truth is about how you feel when you hear your own heart beating! Remembering when we spoke last, how was that rhythm for you then?

Sunday is coming!

Thursday reminds me that things that are in darkness, are often obscured by words more than with actual obstacles! Think it through. Challenge their conclusions.

There are often very compelling reason(s) for deception, and yet, you live in a logical awakening, so why discount logic just so you can believe what others do? Sunday for them is coming quicker than I imagined, but the fear is not mine to share.

Heat enveloped the valley earlier

And oddly enough, I painted myself green earlier today(long story). The good news is, I was wearing that blue shirt no one is ever very fond of me wearing during the daylight hours!

Wednesday night though, it's about to concludes w/out a Home Group Gathering, not sure how that changes my rhythm(s), but it does leave me with thoughts of something new.

Word to your Mother(s)

The Mothers Day Week-End is in full swing here @ the NW Chambre des Noirs. And though the laughter has been intense, and the Love amazing, there will always be that space between what was, and what we'll all miss in the years ahead.

Weird thought(s) then, wrapped in a poem, just in case you neglected to send flowers again: "Collectively, our responsibility as parents was not as great as we've imagined, for we did not supply the next great heart surgeon, nor a World Champion Formula 1 Pilot, and yet, because of who we've Loved as (our real or surrogate) Mothers, we do have a story to tell, a legacy to maintain, and the greatest gift of all to give, our Testimony of the Love of Jesus Christ in our lives."

Thanks be to all the Mother(s) who raised us,
and keep us focused still.