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driving down the road tonight
I passed a familiar bar
a lot of them are
and the sight of that bar
reminded me of others
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Month: November 2015
Long Time, No See
Yesterday, I finally connected with Lee, and we had such a good visit together.
First off, if you’re wondering why I haven’t seen him in awhile, there are a couple reasons, but neither one of them really matters (but I’ll tell you anyway). Before I begin, I’ll bring new readers up to speed. Continue reading
Out of my Hands
One of the worst feelings is being in a situation where your hands and feet are tied, having only a voice that doesn’t matter.
“Forecast”
seasons change
in weather
in clothing
in mindsets
choosing to stay rooted in Love
constantly watered
will create a season
that will always bear fruit
Connections
You never know who God will connect you with.
The Second Adam
Lately, I’ve heard a lot of negative things about relationships, to the point where I’m not sure I ever WANT one, but then I stopped myself from agreeing with everything I’ve heard.
Not all relationships HAVE to be bad. I totally don’t believe that.
If you take two people who are totally free and they fall in love, I believe the good times will definitely outweigh any bad, IF there are any bad at all.
From what I’ve seen, many relationships struggle because the people themselves struggle.
I mean, really, if being in a relationship ensures I’ll go through constant gloom and doom…no, thank you. I’m fine being in perfect relationship with God, walking with Him in the cool of the day twenty-four/seven. If a man wants to join in on this perfect relationship, it better be because He’s walking in the same garden.
Opinions
Who you hang around with dictates what you hear but not what you listen to.
“Along the Journey”
God’s not my GPS
choices are
there are many roads we can take
many turns to the left
and to the right
going forwards
or backwards
making u turns
many different possibilities
God’s definitely one of the routes
but my choices point me in direction
Hand in Hand
For me, it wasn’t only learning about who I was but also learning about who I wasn’t.
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