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What it’s like to have opinions…

Welcome to your life
There’s no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you

Acting on your best behaviour
Turn your back on mother nature
Everybody wants to rule the world

It’s my own design
It’s my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most

Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

There’s a room where the light won’t find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
When they do I’ll be right behind you

So glad we’ve almost made it
So sad they had to fade it
Everybody wants to rule the world

I can’t stand this indecision
Married with a lack of vision
Everybody wants to rule the world
Say that you’ll never never never never need it
One headline why believe it?
Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world……….

Strength

We Few

“We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he today that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.”

– Shakespeare, Henry V

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Different king; different war. Amazing sound nonetheless.

Vibe is what matters.

Our world seems so mundane. Banal. No one in their right mind wants to romanticize modern war. Well, any war. Especially nowadays; it’s not Captain Jack Aubrey inspiring you to fight to keep home safer from Napoleon’s armies; more like the honor of Raytheon’s stock prices.

Yet here and now, we do still exist upon a spiritual battlefield we can barely comprehend. One that matters.

Here’s hoping we can save ourselves, for King and country. A higher purpose, and cause greater than anything we could limit ourselves to by making things about us.

Prayers

For an old mentor…

My old youth pastor from 30 years ago. I have no idea why he stormed into my thoughts tonight when I prayed to You. His name was Todd. Among other times and places… At the beach youth group retreat, we tried to dunk him, and somehow he kept his hair dry in the ocean, declaring “No one can take The Big Kahuna!”

I’m worried about him tonight. No idea why. Couldn’t care less. Please be with him and his family.

Please be with dad, as he prepares for back surgery tomorrow. With mom, as she puts her sanity on the line taking care of him…😂

…and please be with Crow. Fill her with your warmth and Your presence. Your comfort. Help her find Your Mighty Fortress and seek Your protection from the ravages of this world, our mistakes, and find resolve in choosing You to fill her heart with life, love, and joy.

And for whatever reason Todd hit my thoughts today night, please be with him and his family.

Thank You for all your blessings.

Amen.

You don’t understand…

So many things…

That don’t matter right now…

That sarcastic asshole in you… the one that vanished when she was around? She barely met him.

The Holy Sprit kept him at bay when she was around. Was the weirdest feeling.

Those kind of feelings just… evaporated around her. When you were around her, she calmed you. Her presence almost always quelled any anger you held towards her.

Nervousness and being in love explained some of it. But not all. Even today… you can’t be mad. Can’t find any satisfaction in her situation. None. You hurt for her.

In retrospect… it’s what you prayed for, long ago. When you needed resolve in front of her, it was the Holy Sprit that filled you. Even she felt it protecting you when she handed back the class ring.

And here… now… it’s almost like she’d fished for that bastard. She knows you well enough to know he’s in there, and could give her one living hell of an intervention.

No. Period. (Somehow) And you can’t explain how… other than Him. Maybe if you were meant to have a different role in her life? Who knows.

Not gonna lie. This freaking woman. Spiritually you’re chained to her in ways you’ve never been comfortable with, but still felt so naturally…

She doesn’t need an ‘intervention’ from you.

You’ve actually thought that in the past, but no… that was always your own anger. Probably why He did such a good job hemming all that in.

So what does she need?

From you? Prayer. Nothing more.

Otherwise? To learn from her mistakes. To add those scars to her soul and be the stronger for it. To carry lessons forward into whatever the next part of her life will be, learn from them and grow even stronger.

That strength. That power. That passion. In her – it exists for a reason – one you can’t explain. It was meant for so much more than the trouble it’s caused her.

That Sunday. In November 2021. In Albion. The only time you ever sang with her in God’s house…

You hate that you can’t remember for certain… but you swear up and down this is what you sang along with her and her mother.

Every time you hear it… it just reminds you of that morning.

Typical self-centered only child… making it about you. 😔

Well… yeah… it’s one of your flaws. And that’s okay – if you’re aware of it so you can work to overcome it.

It’s okay.

It’s all okay.

Listen to Him. HIM. Not what you want Him to say…

Him.

You listened to ‘Him’ say some things were ‘meant to be’. How much of that was “Him” with a “you” accent? Turns out… yeah. A lot of it.

We so easily turn to “Him” and somehow hear what *we* want to hear.

It can’t be that way anymore.

Because it’s time.

Time to Be More.

For all of us.

To grow.

In His Purpose.

Macanudo tomorrow night.

Then Accounts Receivable Monday. Books and books. Activity. Jogging. Getting out there.

FIGHTING. FOR ALL THAT ACTUALLY, REALLY MATTERS.

Demons of Your Laziness. Her Self-Destruction. Your Complacency. Her Narcissism. And ANYTHING ELSE NEEDED TO COVER EVERY BASE…

To Hell with them ALL.

Lord – OPEN THE DOOR TO YOUR WILL IN OUR LIVES. YOURS.

For YOUR purposes.

THANK HIM for her presence in your life, because it has brought you closer to Him.

Lord:

Help her find You. Truly find You. If You can use me, please bless my words. If they do get in Your way, break my fingers so they can’t hurt.

Please forgive my sins. Thank you for my blessings and my trials. Thank you for hearing me. Thank you for so many things… I could never even keep track…

And thanks for the cats.🙏