I am a fight Not flight Kind of soul My anger can get Out of control Being angry isn’t a sin No The issue lies within The loss of self control Which can easily happen And then Foolishly Holding onto anger Until To yourself You become a stranger
Falling can be beautiful In rain In autumn leaves In snow In love I suppose But falling can also be Scary Destructive Ugly Most things in life Are that way Dynamically opposed Good Bad Beautiful Ugly Love Hate And they are also Frighteningly The same What makes it so The thought Or the feeling Can one exist without the other Can we hold a thought Without experiencing a feeling Can we experience a feeling Without having a thought Can we love without hating If there is no ugliness How would we recognize beauty Does good exist Because evil fights to prevail Is pondering such things A waste of mind Or A profound expenditure of time
The dark knight Isn’t coming For more dark knights His purpose Is to extinguish The Light of Hope Believers hold in their heart He may appear Looking like our King Tempting us to accept his reign Playing the false savior Don’t be fooled Hold firm to the Word Guard it in your heart Seal it in your mind When our real King returns Let Him find A faithful servant With a lamp burning bright
This is the last weekend of Summer 2021. Go catch a wave or do something you love. If you’re one of those people who won’t do something for themselves then do something fun for someone else. If no one you love is close by then heck, go out and do something fun for a stranger, you might save their life by showing a small gesture of kindness in this hate filled world. Regardless of whatever is happening in your life today, give yourself, and someone else, a reason to hope.
I’m not proud of all my mistakes, some of them I am ashamed of, and some of them I almost didn’t survive. They have taught me to be strong, to get back up and carry on, and even though I don’t understand much, I do understand that mistakes, more than anything else, have built me.
Do you ever wonder why you are here? Why creation thinks you are needed? Why it was in this era you are needed? I often wonder what I’m supposed to be doing, how am I adding value to existence. Tromping around in the wilderness teaches you how insignificant you are and at the same time observing nature teaches you that even the most insignificant things have a purpose.