Wednesday, March 6, 2013

humble pie


 



         wow, today we topped 1500 page views on this  blog. I don't know what to say, thanks? or ouch.  So first an apology.  I know sometimes I get carried away in the wee hours of the morning, and thinking that this is only feeding into a faceless, nameless vaccum of the internet, that nobody is really reading it, or they live somewhere in Bangladesh or Poland or Fiji and don't know me from the door-to-door coconut salesman.   
But we know, or maybe you know, that isn't true.  So I am eating my next serving of humble pie.  Thanks, Lord, you've been giving me a lot of that lately.  I will keep my personal rants to myself.  God is doing a work in me, cleaning out some old junk, skeletons in the closet, so to speak.  Seems to always happen right as I start some new ministry, Satan throws temptations and my past in my face to try to trip me up and keep me from kicking some dents in Satan's world and instead doing some things for the Lord.  I will just remember to remind Satan of his future.  and forget about that.  Jesus is Lord.  
Now back to that humble pie.  oh yeah, right. not as tasty second time around. God's been serving up a lot of that lately, and if I have to eat one more piece of that disgusting pastry, I think there will be some violent retching going on here, oh, whoops, gotta keep this clean... :)    thanks for the prayers, y'all.














sweet






                     

                                                                   It ain't over till the fat lady sings.
                                                            One day at a time.
                                                     Donuts in moderation, please.
                 

    



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Tuesday, March 5, 2013

seagulls


 









      Seagulls dancing in front of Dillards
       hop, flap, flap, peck, peck, flap,flap,soar,swoop,
       flutter,flutter,hop,hop,peck.
       What are they thinking?
       this garbage doesn't taste like fish....
       this concrete sure isn't the ocean...
       silly birds.

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yoga

   
   thoughts and quotes during yoga class...

   "relax into your interior field"...        "soften your gaze"...              "breathe into the stretch.."

       "come back to your surroundings"...                  "namaste"








       I love the soothing, hypnotic music....    love the worshipful poses, (depends Whom you're worshipping, of course)
      Feeling so much more connected.  peaceful.    softened.  breathing again.
            Now if I could just take this class on a beadh!!

 

   

Monday, March 4, 2013

reality rant


 

  less technique, more rant
  sorry but my brain's exploding
  no time for counting syllables or pixels
  this stuff's raw, not pretty

  ***********************************

  diagnosis:  out of reality
  ok, so I cannot color inside the lines
  have trouble with rules
  still like to imagine
  that someone understands
  no, don't condone my foolishness
  I want to be content, trustworthy
  able to resist the candy dish.
  
  and what is reality anyway?
  living with the "safe" choice?
  avoiding feelings too strong to handle
  staying in the shallow end
  tip-toeing around time bombs,
  because I might find them fun?


retail therapy

          
                                                        r                                                      retail therapy
                                                                          helps me forget
                                                                          for awhile
                                                                          till the drive home
                                                                          stupid song on the radio
                                                                          it's  raining again.










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overdrive


 




      living in my car today                      random thought: once you taste starbucks,
    starbucks oatmeal                           you can never go back to folgers.
    tall dark cream & sugar                   I'd rather go without.
    paper and pen                         
    lots and lots of music               
    drive a little 
    write some more
    sing, cry, pray
    mind on overdrive
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Sunday, March 3, 2013

more


 
     yeah, it hurts
   but I'm still kicking
   c'mon Lord, hit me with your best shot
   gimme your right hook, left jab,
   knock me down 
   till I'm
   Broken beyond Recognition.










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indecision


 

      I know what I want.  But I want someone else to choose for me.

          That's just how I roll.













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slain


 

      thank you 
    for ruining me
    this dirt has never tasted
    so sweet before.


  




                                                                     
                             "My hope is built on nothing less
                            than Jesus' love and righteousness."


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