Hmmmmorning

Better is the poor who walks in his integrity, than one who is perverse in his lips and is a fool
It is not good for a soul to be without knowledge, and he sins who hastens with his feet. ~Proverbs 19:1, 2

Integrity is such an awesome word. Such an awesome attribute. Lord slow me down, that I may hear your words. May I not hasten my feet, lest I fall from your countenance.

Today!

Man, life is really good. Things are unfolding finally. I feel like a turtle popping his head out of his shell. I feel purpose is back. I feel like a good school year is about to start, and this transition in my life is really making sense.

Glory to you Lord. For your amazing ways.
I shall blog some more later. Right now, purpose calls.

Oh Life...

Life. Life. Life. Glory to you oh Lord. My God in whom I trust. Let me not be ashamed. Holy God, you are awesome and great. Majestic you are. Man oh man, Jesus, you're the one I need.

Mood: purposeful, content. Perfect for blogging, I suppose.

Life as we know it, seems to me, false. Its so easy to be disappointed, so easy to be upset, so easy to be anxious, to worry, to fear. But the likes of these are for no progress and therefore should not be pursued. Bold, alert, calm shall I be.

Relationships. Providing and receiving emotional and personal support. My relationship, is my accountability to be stable, is my choice, can potentially hurt or uplift me based on my attitude. MY relationship IS NOT mine... it belongs God. I should not enter someone's personal realm with mine if I am not in check, at peace, and in line with the Lord's will for my life. Strength shall overcome. I should be intentional with myself and with her. I am treating my relationship without honor, without regard, as a joke if I do not selflessly love. Relationships can be, should be natural. I want to have fun with you. I want to act natural. I want these eggs shells under my feet to be swept away. I don't want to be offended. I don't want to be offered an opportunity of confusion.

The greatest Goliath to hope is disappointment. May I crush disappointment; I hurl my heart as a stone, hardened to all misguided grief and offense.

Yesterday with my Girlfriend

Yesterday me and my lass went for a bike ride :)

And she signed up for a loan.

Joys of Partnership

Hope Lord. I Hope in you. I hope in your goodness, in your mercy. I hope Lord for a revived spirit, a renewed heart; I hope. I believe Lord. I believe you are here. That you will help me, guide me. Take away distractions, take away vain ideas, take away reason God. May I love. May I love as you love: unguarded, unshaken, unfailing, unrestricted. May I see as you see. New eyes, let me be, as you see me, let me see as you see. May I never fear again. Only you will I fear, and therefore understand, that you have set my feet upon a rock. That you have made me a strong tower. Never will I be shaken. Never will I stop giving. Never will I reserve my love, but rather may it be poured out as you were poured out for me. I love you Father. Shake me. Shake me like a hurricane shakes a tree. Awake my soul, let faith arise again, I believe. I believe. Amen.

Will she still think that I am a beautiful man?







The Lord has put it on my heart.
I really don't want to lose her.

I met a praying mantis. Praying outside of my door. May he climb that wall in his life with ease.

I wrote this a few days ago. When everything was new. I feel like I'm ready. I just wanted you to read this.

Here I am, again. trying to figure my way down the same road and all its bumps and turns and places to fall off. I grew up on a gravel road, and most of my life, especially recently, the road I walk is gravel. There’s lots to know about gravel roads. First of all, it doesn’t matter how smooth that thing looks, its rough, I don’t care who you are. Secondly, you have to be careful how fast you drive on gravel roads because they are unpredictable, and can be unforgivable. Most importantly, is knowing what to do when you are walking on a gravel road, and you happen upon a skipping stone. Now you have some choices: you can leave it there, you can pick it up and throw it at the ground or throw it into a thicket, or you can stuff it in your pocket and wait. Needless to say your first two choices have boring outcomes for you and the rock, but as for the third, great opportunity awaits.
What do you call this thing in your pocket? “A skipping rock”, meant for dirty barefoot adventures on a calm riverside. Meant for zinging over the waters surface just tiptoeing now in then on every 1...2...3...4... Well the thing with skipping rocks is, its not often you come across a truly exceptional skipping rock. One that God himself touched with the rain and the wind and gave the name “Skip”. If you find one period, you outta give it a chance on the water, see if its got what it takes; if not, it’ll sit on the bottom, smooth out some and one day, maybe it will have another chance.
The thing I’m getting to is that when you find something like this, there is a chance to take it, and wait. To wait for the right chance, the perfect chance, to reach in your pocket and hold in your hand something that has the capability to reach freedom, and bring it to you. It could be a wisdom, an idea, a person, an opportunity. Don’t miss it, don’t always be so ready to pick it up and put it to the test where it may not be intended to be tested. Allow yourself to understand the timing. To approach freedom, to envision it, and let it fly.