I was in the 4th grade, the first time I sat down to read the Sonnets of Shakespeare. It was then that I fell in love with poetry. Every time my brothers and I would find ourselves at the Mitchell Branch of the Mobile County Public Library system, right there on Highpoint, I'd seek out another book of poetry. There was a common theme that I found in just about every poem that I read, and that theme is LOVE. Sometimes, it was a bit of a twisted love, like when dealing with Edgar Allen Poe.
"Hopeless Romantic" comes to mind now. Is there really such a thing or such a person?? Think about it. I see a romantic as one who has more hope than most, if not all people on the planet. Ever since my childhood, I feel I've been a bit of a romantic. I look at my life as an epic poem, something like The Odyssey or Beowulf, or The Illiad. There is ALWAYS hope of a satisfied heart. The only time "hopeless" would come into play is at my forfeit of this quest. And to forfeit this quest is to forfeit my life, and suicide is definitely not an option!!
There is a specific dream I had as a child, a recurring dream. The last time I had this dream was back in November. I was reminded that God has very specific things in store for me, and there are things that I need to take a second or third or fourth look at.
There is a song in my heart, that was given me, well before my natural birth. This song is only heard on the station of my heart, nowhere else on earth. By God's design, there will be only one who's able to tune in to my frequency. There are those who will make attempt, again and again, with utmost effort and consistency. The words of this song best not be spoken. Such will only lead to my heart being broken. My dream leads me to a hope of the one, the one with whom my heart will be done. As I learn more of Love, what it truly is and what it is to be, my heart sings louder and louder, in hope of hearing its echo in that one who's meant for me.
Love reveals the truth, that I was born with only half a heart. I imagine it being whole, a masterpiece, a genuine work of art. Waiting for my Eve to echo.......
Think about it. Our hearts are poets, writing verses of love within our very beings. But not every verse is meant to be shared, like our dreams. Whoever is meant to compliment your heart will do so without you having to speak one word. It's kinda like Deborah Cox's asking, "HOW DID YOU GET HERE!!" Imagine the one, just showing up INSIDE the walls of the citadel by which your heart is protected
"Hopeless Romantic"??? Not the kid!!
HAPPY FRIDAY Y'ALL!!! KNOW YOUR HEARTS!!! I LOVE YOU ALL, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!!
Think about it! How do you feel when you discover someone's intent may be a little ill, in terms of their effort to befriend you, gain your favor, and be in relationship with you? Not a good feeling right?
Our intent says a lot about our hearts; whether we have one or not. What does your heart harbour for those you say you love? When faced with certain decisions, I try to weigh my options, look at the pros and cons of them all, and check my motives and intent. Again, HONESTY, comes into play. If I can't be honest with myself, then I'm automatically a liar to the world. Extreme, yes, but seriously, what honesty can you present to others when you have none with yourself?? When you are not honest with you, then the stories you tell are never IN FULL! It's misleading, misguiding, and in some cases, seen as malicious.
If your intentions are different from what you've shown and shared then, it's betrayal that others feel when the truth of you comes to light. Like the knife in the picture, such betrayal cuts deep. Why would one ever want to cause such injury to another's heart?? I am sure that none of us EVER want to experience such pain. Unfortunately, most of us (if not all) have already gone through this once, maybe more. It's just one of those things in life, we can't always avoid, see, or prepare for.
The sad reality is that we have absolutely no control over the intent of others. Therefore, relational pain and hurt cannot always be avoided. How we respond and react should be our focus in such times, NOT the other person, NOT revenge, NOT getting some "get back!" Good character has no time or place for the sinking of us to lower levels of behavior and maturity. Good character learns and moves forward and maintains focus on the good of all situations, rather than the pain. The blessing of clear skies follows EVERY storm. There is no such thing as a storm that lasts forever, and there never will be!!
Intent either makes or breaks a relationship. What's yours?
HAPPY THURSDAY AFTERNOON Y'ALL!! I STILL LOVE YA, JUST LIKE I DO EVERY DAY!!
Does it? Does the fork ever come back? This question came to mind as I showered this morning. I've told y'all before that the water makes me think. LOL! Think about all the poor choices you've made in your lifetime. Now, think about all the the right choices you've made. I do believe that the fork does return from time, especially when you allow God to operate in your life. He will afford you opportunities to make right on a wrong turn you may have made years ago or somewhere in your past. This reminds me of mankind's cycle of sin and salvation. We sin, then suffer, they cry out to God in repentance, He saves us, we praise Him a while, then back to sin, and it starts all over again. When I think cycle, I think circle. If all I am ever making at the fork are lefts, then I will find myself going in, not circleSSS, but a specific circle. All it takes is ONE right turn to begin the breaking of a bad cycle.
Over my life, I know I have made a series of wrong turns and found myself going through the same or similar dramas over and over, and I can honestly admit exactly where I made those wrong turns. It's funny how honesty is a needed part of all options of doing better or making better, huh??
I thank God for the 4th prong in this fork that has presented itself again in my life. As I review my life and the history of my choices, all things past and present, point to this particular path. THIS time, I'm taking it. In my examination of the past, I hear God saying, "You remember when I first showed you this? You thought I was just foolin with ya, huh?" "Remember when I showed it to you again? You held faithful to the bad choice you previously made, thinking it was the right thing to do, didn't you?" Yes, Lord, I did. Now, I see. "Naw, hold up, I'm not done! The third time, you were right there at the edge, YET, you did it again!!" Then, He said, "I don't care about the poor decisions you've made! I will continue to offer you MY WAY, BUT it's up to YOU to cut away from the mess that YOU have made of your life!!"
The fork IS back, and I have made the better choice, in order to break the cycle of "not for me" that I have given myself to for so many years. This choice, I pray, puts me on a cycle of "a hell of a lot better!" This new cycle will benefit my future, my children's futures, our hearts and our souls. Prong 4 makes a full fork, so it's time we sit down to the table and enjoy this awesome meal that God has prepared for us.
And the Universe says, "AMEN!"
If you feel me, feel me. If not, I will tell you like my Dad told me almost 9 years ago, "Keep on livin!"
HAPPY THURSDAY Y'ALL!! BE SAFE!! I LOVE YOU ALL, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!!
We are all rivers, meant to flow. The natural function of a river is to flow, right? Needless to say, dams are unnatural. You following? Think about the reasons we come up with for damming up our rivers. It's always some claim to benefit the area, the community, the state, the region. It's all good. But damming the rivers only makes way for the things that were not meant to be, to come about.
Imagine the river of you being all dammed up. You become a lake, around which real estate starts to be developed. Homes, resorts, fishing camps, etc. now surround you. You become content with it. Everybody loves the new stagnant you...........EXCEPT for those who loved you for your natural flowing self who reside in the areas, to which you no longer flow. The "lake" is not you!! The "river" IS you, no matter what! You are what God created you to be!! True, the new lake community loves you, but they don't need you. They love what they can get out of you, but who you truly are, they have no clue.
It's those who know you, respect you, and love you as the river you truly are, who should be of greatest value in your life. If the lake folk truly loved and needed you, they would have shown you such, while you were still a river. Again, the lake community is unnatural and was never meant for you. Think about it. Your river is meant to reach God knows who and where. So, why hinder His will for you, your life, by allowing your rivers to be dammed for worldly gain and satisfaction!! I choose to put all nonsense aside and let me flow to the points and places that are meant specifically for me!
If you've never sat along side the mighty Mississippi, I suggest you do so at some point in your life. Power, is all I could think at the times I would sit at the riverfront in New Orleans to watch the Muddy Mississippi flow.
I LOVE ALL Y'ALL!! LET YOUR RIVERS FLOW, NATURALLY!!
Being that many of us are snowed/iced in today, let's make the best of this time and think a bit. This post was inspired by the attached picture. When I think about what it takes to get a good fire going and what it takes to keep it going, I say, "The flames constantly need something to reach for."
Fresh wood on an incline. Think about it. Fire climbs and consumes, UPWARD. Look at it like that carrot, dangling out in front of that horse or donkey, as motivation to keep the buggy or coach going. Something to reach for, is what keeps us progressing through life. Spend sometime today thinking about what it is you have to reach for, what you have to work toward.
The desires of your heart. Are they not worth your constant reaching? Are you providing that fire inside you with the fresh wood, on an incline, that it needs?? Is not your peace of mind worth your constant reaching? Are your kids not worth your constant reaching?? I think they are worth it. For those of us who are stuck inside today, why not take a moment or two to evaluate and reevaluate what it is we have in our lives that motivates us to do better, to be better, to do more, and to be more.
I've got plenty to reach for and I SHALL HAVE IT ALL!! Time and patience are needed, along with a drive and a spirit that says NOTHING will prevent what's due me. I thank God for all that He has given me thus far, especially the 4th chance to get it all right!!
HAPPY WEDNESDAY Y'ALL!! I LOVE YOU ALL, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!!!
We used to use this term at the Spades table on those individuals who had habits of leaning and stretching their necks, in hopes of seeing other folks' hands. A case of the reachy neck is what it's called. This causes folks to play their cards a little closer to the chest.
There are such people all over the place, not just around the card table. I, personally, have learned that some of my old ways are best for me right now. My cards would ALWAYS be pressed against my chest. For years I had become relaxed and more open with my agendas, plans, and thoughts. As I look back over those years, I find that those years were the most turbulent of my life. Now, I've scooped up my cards and have pulled them close. They are so close to my chest right now, it feels like they are beneath my thermal at this point. LOL!
In life, sometimes it's best that a lot of your dreams, plans, and goals remain among you, your heart, and God. As you walk that course with your head screwed on right and tight, you'll know who is meant to be a part of your mission, your life, and your dream. Grounded and anchored, we must be. Blowing in the wind is never the best option. AND, you will never win a game of Spades or Poker if you keep showing everybody your friggin cards!!
How annoying it would be to play a game of cards with a gang of giraffes!!
HAPPY TUESDAY Y'ALL!! I LOVE YA, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!!!
I walked into the the restroom, only to take a hard blow to the nose. It smelled like Paul Bunyan ate a few rotting cows, then took some Senekot and WENT TO TOWN up in that piece!!! LMBO!!
Yes, I'm playing in the shallow end right now, but I may launch out into the deeper waters later on.......
HAPPY FRIDAY Y'ALL!! YES, I LOVE YOU ALL, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!! EXCEPT FOR YOU, PAUL!!!!! STANKIN SELF!!!
Funky feet are one of those things that just happens in life, but one of those things that none of us can tolerate for too long. Right? I mean, if you realized your feet were bordering pungent, then the last thing you would do is snatch off your socks and plop those suckers in the lap of the person sharing the sofa with you. Am I right or wrong? You'd be TOO embarrassed to do such a thing, and it's flat out friggin offensive!! LOL!!
"Where on earth is he going with this one?", you all may ask. Well, just as funky feet, there are things in our lives, our personalities, our characters, and our habits that just plain stink and offend. It could be something as simple as a smoking habit, a consistent bad attitude, a tendency to gossip or lie, or an ugly laugh. We all have quirks; some of which are detrimental; some of which are not. Think about the things in and about you that you know for sure have a negative impact on others. Are you willing to adjust to ease unnecessary tensions? I am not saying that anyone needs to change who they are, but there are always things that can be done in order for folks to live peacefully together and among others.
I think that, at the times we know our feet are funking up to high heaven, we should take it upon ourselves to wash them babies good or at least sock & shoe 'em up tight! LOL!
HAPPY THURSDAY AGAIN!!!
We all understand the implications of "one in a million" which we accept as such a grand gesture. Think about it this way. There are billions of us on earth alone, right? So to be one in a million ain't all that grand to me. To be one in a million is to be just like someone else who is that same mix of billions.
I believe we all were created to be INDIVIDUALS, and like no other. God did that. In His eyes, I'd like to fathom that He sees us as "One In A Universe"! I think that when we operate, simply, as one in a million, we take on the likeness of another person we know, are related to, have been influenced by, or were raised by. True, we all share similarities, but the one thing I feel God prefers of us is to BE OURSELVES; who and how He created us to be. Of course, the ONLIEST way to understand, see, and be that one in a universe He calls you to be is to get to know Him, the Creator of this vast and beautiful universe.
I strive to be one in a universe, and I hope I am on the right track to becoming just that. I ask that each of you, my family, my friends, my loved ones, my strangers and soon to be family & friends, simply look at yourselves, your lives, and most of all, your hearts, where God tends to operate and guide. Once there, identify the essence of your being, the passions that motivate you, and very things that bring the best out of you. Please do this! It will only be of benefit to you, your life, your family, your friends, your loved ones, your strangers and soon to be friends & family!!
HAPPY THURSDAY Y'ALL!!! I LOVE YOU, EACH AND EVERY ONE!!
We all know that dogs are simply content to have a bone. Imagine this pup becoming curious to know where these delicious thingies, his master gives him, are coming from. So, one evening he goes to the window and sees his master and his master's family, just sitting down to eat. On the table is this huge turkey. He watches as the family digs in, and as the meat is eaten off the bone. Distraught, the pup goes back to his little doggy house and ponders why his master has been shorting him, ALL THIS TIME. Resentment builds, and he is no longer excited when his master comes out later with that crappy bone.
Now, let's look at this from a different perspective. I had a VERY good father/daughter talk last night, with Tay. This morning, as I continued to ponder our discussion, I thought about how we, parents, should NEVER hinder our kids by only showing them the house and the neighborhoods they come up in. I know people who have never seen anything beyond their city limits, their states, their countries. The world is HUGE, and our kids MUST be given the opportunity to see as much of it as possible. If you can't afford certain things, then at least TALK to them about things that exist WELL OUTSIDE their comfort zones, let alone yours.
Imagine the resentment a child may naturally have against parents who never encourage them to excel and go way beyond the limits with which the parents are contented. Imagine the rebellion that may follow. Just like the pup above, our kids will feel that, all along, we've given them the brown end of the stick, calling it chocolate.
I thank God for the MANY road trips my parents took us on and for every opportunity afforded us to get outside of Eight Mile, outside of Alabama, outside of the Southeast, and outside of the country!! Have you ever fallen short on a promise to your kids? You go to them later on with a different offer or opportunity and they just don't seem excited to do anything with you? It sucks, but it is what it is. We have to be careful with the expectations we set for our children. If we promise them the world, at least buy them a globe. Their start lines and finish lines should never have the same coordinates!!!
THANKS MA!!! THANKS DAD!!! FOR GIVING US THE MEAT, ALONG WITH THE BONE!!!
AGAIN, HAPPY WEDNESDAY Y'ALL!!!!!!! I LOVE EVERY LAST ONE OF YA!!!!!!!
Bryan Hollomon Williams