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Who Are Women?

Who are women?

From this one man’s point of view women are many things as we go through life but two stand out.

They are our Mothers

The first person we fell in love with as a baby.
The person who picked us up, when we fell
The person who wiped our tears when we were hurt and then gave us that hug that made us feel better any band aid ever could.
The person who talked us through that time our first crush broke our heart.

They are Our Best Friends, Our Partners and Our Lovers

The person who inspired us to reach for greater heights
The person who with their first kiss captured our heart
The person who held our hand and told us it will be alright in times of doubt
The person who stood beside and believed in us when no one else would
The person who makes our house our home

Women are our rock from birth till death.
That’s who women are
Thank goodness for Women

The Heart Knows No Time

The heart knows no concept of time, for the heart time is nothing more than a meaningless concept, a man-made measure. It is why the heart of someone who has known love but for a brief period can be broken just as easily and hurt just as much as that of someone who has loved for a long period of time.  The heart never asks how long it has been? The heart only knows that it feels the way it does when that special someone walks in the room, smiles at you, holds your hand, looks into your eyes and says they love you.  It does not matter to the heart if they have known that person for 2 months, 2 years or 2 decades it only knows that person makes it feel a way no one else does.  Others may ask how you could be so hurt after all you only were only with them but for a second and your brain may struggle with that question, but the heart knows.  The time your heart needs to heal from the loss of that special person does not equate like some mathematical equation to the amount of time you were with them.  Yes, you will get stronger as the days go by and yes you will learn to let go. You will come to a point where you will allow yourself to look back and smile at all the good times you shared without being sad that they are no more.  You will embrace the truth, that you will never truly forget them because the heart truly never forgets.  But your heart will heal in its own time and then and only then will you be able to open it up to love again.

Memories of Us

It’s been a minute hasn’t it been, but there you were in my dreams again tip toeing into my subconscious when I thought I had forgotten all about you.  I’m not going to lie seeing you again brought a smile to my face,  all the good memories we created together flooding my mind.  It’s funny now to think there was a time that the thought of you and I, what we were and how that is no more made me sad. But that time has passed, I’m so much stronger now. Aware now of all the love that had always been afforded me by so many.  To finally understand that the love of the Lord is stronger than any love I could ever desire.  I’ve learned to embrace myself, to love myself. So yes now the memory of the happy times between us, and there were some damn good times, makes me smile for I accept now they were an essential part of the journey I’ve been on to being the person I am today.  Goodbye for now it was nice seeing you again and I hope you have found the happiness that you were a part of in me finding mine. 

The perfect coffee table books

Enjoy reading the blog then you and you’re friends will love reading the perfect coffee table book for Valentine’s Day- Listen Intently, KIss Passionately, Love Intensively, Respect Eternally. The thoughts and musings of an ordinary guy about love

Plus feel inspired and get your motivation on with-A God for Us  The thoughts and musings of an ordinary guy.

Both available now at Amazon.com

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ENOUGH!

I thought about this long and hard.  I wonder what type of country we are now.  Is this what defines us as country. Hatred, racism, intolerance. It saddens me when the death of seven year old Jazmine Barnes in what appears to be a racially motivated drive by is overshadowed by a government shutdown that at its core is really about appeasing the fears of those who would remain divided in hate rather than united in love. Our supposed leader constantly stirring those fears with divisive, hate filled speech. It is time we stop pretending, stop trying not to offend, stop looking to be politically correct.  It is time we stand up, time we speak up, time we make over voices cry out with a roar. ENOUGH.  We will not let hatred rule us and we will not allow those who preach the freedom to believe they can do so. 

Do not let this moment pass without showing who we can become not who we seemingly are.  Let us show the proper respect for a young life sadly taken from us to soon.  

Post the name and picture of Jazmine Barnes on your Facebook timeline, your twitter account, your instagram page, whatever social media you are on. Offer your prayers and condolences to her grieving family, let them know we are with them and let us pray to the Lord to give us the strength as human beings to begin to move away from these type of tragedies.

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An Angel Walks in a Room

An angel walks in a room with a Christian who celebrates Christmas. A Jew who celebrates Hanukkah and a African American who celebrates Kwanza. The angel quickly looks around and says Happy Holidays to everyone. At that moment an individual in the corner sighs loudly. The angel turns to the man and asks is  there a problem sir?  To which the man responded well since you asked there is.  I’m  so tired of you liberals and your war on Christmas. What wrong with just saying Merry Christmas like we did in the good old days. The angel looked at the man and laughed and then politely said sir it would seem it is you and not me who is waging war on Christmas. Me? Responded the man shockingly. Yes you said the angel for on the day Jesus was born an angel like myself told all those in the manger I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. He did not identify only a selection of people to wish great joy he wished it to all. We are all God’s children and he wishes that as his children we love each other and respect each other faiths. If you choose to turn a cold shoulder to or belittle those who wish happiness to all then it is you who are soiling the true meaning of Christmas.

Hate = Ugly – Unity = Beauty

There is nothing more ugly than division and hate for each other with the exception of those who promote it for personal gain. One day they will have to stand before the creator and justify the unjustifiable. 

There is nothing more beautiful than unity and compassion for each other. Blessings shall be showered unto those of us who who practice it. For we all God’s children regardless of what we may look like.

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