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Walks With Angels

Walks With Angels

 

Walking with angels

It is that which she does

Smiling and laughing

Filling Heaven with her love

She no longer feels

Hurt or pain

And while I may never

Feel the same

Her time here was over

She needed to rest

Knowing her was a privilege

No doubt I was blessed

No question she honored us

Each day with her smile

This angel God allowed us

 To know for a while

Like clockwork her laughter

Resounds in my ear

When I need her voice

Or just wish she was here

She whispers sweetly

“You are not alone”

I never left your heart…

My permanent home

I couldn’t ever walk

 Away from you

I would have never left…

You know it’s true

However the plans of God

Are never in vain

And while you may think

Things have changed

She went on to say…

God had plans for me

And just knowing you

Gave me wings

Please do not cry

And do not mourn

For you, too,

Will be reborn

It’s like a balmy paradise

Every single day

We smile on those we’ve met

Along the way

Please smile when I

Come to your heart

And know you have been there

From the start

Nothing so beautiful

You could ever have known

As when our Father

Calls us home

While you feel my absence

From your ear

Know that God

Will keep me near

For on your lifelong journey

Which may at times seem bleak

I will always be here by your side

With anything you seek

Don’t worry my love

And don’t feel awry

God is watching over you

And He’s right by my side

So I ask you today

Welcome joy in your heart

Knowing you may not see me…

But we are never apart

An Angels Hands

An Angels Hands

In the darkness it seems

We know all there is to see

Believing our own lies

Those of humanity

Why can’t we wake up

A simple answer is this

It is not our problem

It is hers…it is his

The darkness while inviting

For it preys upon our fears

All the while causing

The pain within our tears

To live in darkness is one thing

Especially if we don’t know

That there is a divine light

Waiting to help us grow

The light is not an illusion

It is the Truth…Path …The Way

It is the road map of our lives

Always been this way

While we claim we are alone

Abandonment all around

The illusion is in the thought

God’s love needs to be found

Oh, my beautiful brother

Love is not contained

It is found in every drop

Of our Creator’s rain

It is found in a sunbeam

It is in the oceans deep and wide

In all points up and down

Backwards…forward…side to side

God’s love need not be sought

It is not a material thing to earn

Just in thinking that

Means there is so much to learn

Love is in the air and water

It is all we eat and drink

It is in an unexpected smile

Love is more than what we think

Love is not a direction yet

Can guide us just the same

Love is not about

Our Savior’s Earthly name

Love is the beginning

Love will be in the end

Love is in an enemy

Just as a loving friend

Love is the exception

To all rules which we know

It exists in a year long drought

Yet still thrives in a winter’s snow

Love is the only reason

We were sent here to be

It’s the hope of the future

Endless possibilities

Love can mend bridges

Can mend a broken heart

It is and was all things

From the very start

So while you think it hopeless

I will give this candle to light

To help you see the truth

That what I say is right

No need to listen to me

Your beating heart will speak to you

Hold on to the rhythm

And what it says to do

Go forward and tread lightly

Speak softly in your tones

For the love in which you seek

You have already owned

The darkness is an illusion

We are never left alone

So stop with the anger

Cast aside your stones

Love one another often

It is what Our Lord demands

You will then learn that you

Have been holding an angels hands

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I Do Not Consent

I Do Not Consent

 

Recently I was reading about an incident in Steubenville, Ohio; where a 16 year old girl was allegedly raped by several members of the football team. What I found more disgusting than the act itself was the video which was posted about this crime. There was a video made which showcased several party goers talking about how the girl was raped while they laughed hysterically.

 

This should go without saying…sexual assault is not funny. Shame on the young teenage boys who made that video…you should also be standing trial. Keep in mind…when we suggest that they are “JUST KIDS HAVING FUN”; that these kids…will grow into adults. I say adults because…MEN do not behave this way. Real men do not need to assault, batter, abuse, degrade or sexually assault women.

 

Let me say for the record, I hope these individuals are prosecuted to the furthest extent of the law, if found guilty.

 

Rape is a crime of violence…not sex.

 

Anyone who has ever been brutalized sexually will tell you this. NO means NO. These statements seem elementary to me; we should all know by now that rape is unacceptable …no matter who you are. Was she at fault because she was drinking? Were her clothes too revealing? Did she say no…but maybe she didn’t appear to mean it? Did she tell someone that her goal was to have sex that night? Is her character questionable? Did she not fight hard enough?

 

Let me be clear…as someone who has experienced this brutality; none of these things matter. I am only responsible for my actions…not yours. If she wore no clothes at all…it gives no one the right to force her to have sex. Perhaps she shouldn’t have been drinking…but her drinking did not cause this.

 

If a person is drinking and they wave a loaded gun at someone and it goes off and kills them…is it still murder? Does it matter if they were drinking? NO. All that matters is that someone died…because someone else was reckless with their actions.

 

No means no…period. No means…I do not consent.

 

Take a look at your children as they rest…what if it was your daughter or son? Would we then make excuses for a rapist?

 

We are better than this. We were created from greatness. Embrace your greatness; put a stop to the insanity. Our bodies are a temple…we have no right in invade it. We have no right to make excuses for crimes against humanity. Rape is not only a crime of violence, but it takes us away from our path.

 

Stand up for what is right. Humanity is fading…simply because we make excuses to try and protect the guilty. The truth is…we are not protecting people when we cover up things such as rape, violence, or other such crimes. We are only allowing the behavior to continue.

 

I do not consent to anyone touching any part of my body…without my explicit permission. No matter what I am wearing, if I am drinking, or where we are…you do not have my permission  to touch me…in any way.

 

My body is my own…as is yours.

 

I pray that we will get back to what is important…love; one another. And while it may be easy to love our family members…we are also supposed to extend our love to all living things. Perhaps we should work harder at that…and things like this would happen less and less.

 

I am sending my prayers and love to all those affected by this terrible crime. May this young woman heal and become whole once again; I hope her family is able to uplift her and promote the healing process. I pray that the males involved in this crime understand what they did. I pray that it is something that God will help them learn from; because unless we learn from this…it will happen again.

 

Love one another today…remind those that are important to you; how blessed you are just having known them.

 

Walk in the Light of a most forgiving and loving Creator…release the negativity.

 

My heart is with you always.

 

 

God Also Loves You

God Also Loves You

 

She is every woman you know

Even if you don’t see it yet

She’s the girl in the check out

Whose eyes you’ve never met

 

She lives a life in silence

A life sentence so to speak

Some will say she is a coward

A shadow…she is weak

 

But I will tell you something

Her strength has no bounds

For we don’t know the terror

Happening when no one’s around

 

We don’t know the real threats

We don’t know the fear and isolation

We don’t know what he does

His self-proclaimed degradation

 

Yet she gets up every day

Covers up marks of his “love”

This woman you call coward

Lives in hell you don’t know of

 

But here she is daily

Smiling past the pain

And unless you can see it

Without giving her blame

 

There is just no cause

And I have no use

For the heart bruising

Caused by abuse

 

I have felt it too…it was mine

I wore my face of shame

I was left feeling guilty

As if I was the one to blame

 

It took a while then one day

My rainbow came shining through

God spoke to my heart…saying

It’s okay…I love you

 

Still in my mind I wore a badge

Why would you love me

I’m all used up and tattered

Nothing too special to see

 

And a great light came through

And shone upon my face

He said come to me child

He let me borrow His grace

 

From that day forward

My spirit it rose up with stride

My heart opened

My wings opened up wide

 

So fear not my blessed angels

Your cries have been heard too

I was sent to say this…

God also loves You

 

 

Your Cup Has Run over

Your Cup Has Run Over

  My cup; it runs over. This is a true sentence. If we give it much thought; we would have to agree. This does not say that the cup is only filled with rainbows and unicorns; but that my blessings are bountiful.

  I have led a very balanced life, while it was not always filled with wine and roses; it was always filled with love. Love is a funny thing; when we are going through tough times; we may say that we are not loved. We can develop the mindset that love equals “smooth sailing”.

  For me, love is not the equivalent of smooth sailing. Allow me to give you an example; if you are punished as a child for telling a lie; do your parents still love you? If you fall off of the skateboard that you were told not to ride, breaking your arm; are you still loved? If your 20 year marriage ends in a messy divorce; does this mean that you were cheated out of love?

  We are constantly given love. It may be strongest when we are told “NO”; as opposed to when we are met with no disagreement.

  Things in this life can be difficult; but why do we make them unbearable?

  If I am told, by a source greater than I, to hold some sand; what does that mean? Initially I may hold out my hand and let the sand fall into it, as I create a cup from my palm, to hold it safely. My thought process being that; surely I would not be asked to hold more than a handful of sand. When the sand continues to pour into my hand; until it is overflowing and I have to use my other hand, who is at fault? Suppose both hands are full and over flowing; we are forced to begin filling the sand with a bowl. As the bowl gets fuller; we realize that we need a bucket, barrel, or even a dump truck.

  What was the point of this? We were not created with boundaries. I was not told that I would only be given enough sand to fill one hand; I made that assumption. I decided what my limitations were. I, who was created from an infinite Source, decided that I would only be asked to hold as much…as I saw fit.

  This same is true when we are met with adversity. We decide that we are not supposed to have to suffer. We decide how much is too much, for us. Just as with the handfuls of sand, we grow anxious and agitated; when our own self imposed limitations have been over run.

  How can we, after all, KNOW how much that we can take? We are limitless. We are not bound to the borders and lines that we have created ourselves. We are only bound with the limitations that were given from birth.

  The truth is that we were given NO limitations. Do we ever say, I have more happiness than I can handle; can you take some back? NO, of course we don’t. Why? We have decided what we WANT to handle; and we made it law.

  In my life I have known hardships; I have heard some say that it wasn’t fair. I was somehow cheated into carrying around the weight of several people. The truth is though; you, nor I, can determine how much…is too much.

  If we allow ourselves to be of the mindset that we have limits; then we will always feel defeated. There is a higher purpose for all things; but we may not know what that purpose is, until we are met with them. For instance, we may think that we could never handle being homeless. But if that were a REAL limitation; why would there be so many homeless people? Rape or domestic violence may seem like a limitation; so how would we explain the numbers of survivors, who have lived to tell their stories? Why do people with Cancer, Lupus, Diabetes, kidney disease, patients on dialysis; live? Surely those impairments are more than we should have to handle. Yet there are people who live with these diseases and situations…every day.

  My cup, it runs over. I am given and accept all of my challenges, in this life. I stand straight and strong, in the wake of a storm. I will not allow MY WILL to defeat me. I am not owned by a disease, simply because man says I should be. I am not defeated by a situation, such as abuse, simply because people have said that it must be unbearable. I am supported and carried; by a love that is deeper and longer than anything that man can decide is TOO much, for me.

  Even in the middle of a disaster; I am loved higher than, any anguish I have suffered. This does not mean that people who are abused; or have endured great pain, aren’t actually suffering. It only means that my limitations are not determined, by me, or anyone else. I will take all I can take; until my body can no longer withstand it.

  In any regard, the sand will always overflow your HUMAN hand. We will always be met with challenges. We just have to understand and appreciate that with these challenges; we will also have realized our TRUE strength.

  Stop counting the travesties of your life, they are a fraction of the total experiences that you have had. Blessings are given daily; every moment of this life, is something to be grateful for.

  Today I challenge you; count every blessing that you experience. It may be hard, because we have developed the mind state that we deserve to have certain things. We may feel that we deserve to breathe, to walk, to speak, to hear; but the truth is; that we deserve nothing. Yet we are given certain blessings anyway.

  Count your blessings today; and at the end of the day…let’s see how many times; your cup has run over.

This Moment

 

This Moment

When my Grandfather used to speak to us, as children, he would come into the middle of us; pull up a log, bucket…whatever was close by and just start talking. In the metaphoric sense…that is what I am doing today.

We live in a world of have and have not; but we make it that way. We will look at a person and establish that we know all there is to know. We may think that we don’t do this; but how many times do we look at a person’s shoes, clothes, hairstyle, or vehicle…and comment? We have been given the impression that it is okay that we do this; even if that permission has been given…just by not objecting. Once a person has not stepped up to the plate and said…NO; they have given us the OK to continue on.

I often wonder, if we took one second to switch places with that person; would we still speak out of haste? If we were the homeless man standing on the street corner, with a sign; would we be concerned about how he spends his money? How judgmental to determine…who REALLY is in need. Why are we not seeing that the intention is all that matters? Should it matter where the money goes, that we give, if our intention is to help another person? Just like our intention matters; so does theirs. We are not to judge, who should have what. Let us not take out of consideration; it is now 30 or 40 degrees in the warm spots and this person is standing on a street corner…with a sign. He/she is not only asking for a lift up…but for our own humanity. How dare we surmise that the shape of the shoes he/she has on; determines how great the need is?

Going back to my Grandfather; he would tell us, “It is not for us to question or judge another”. And he would silently walk away. We would all be so confused, as to where the statement came from; that we would follow him. One day he walked for miles; we steadily walked behind. He didn’t acknowledge us; nor did he slow down. We needed to know what he was talking about; had we done something wrong? Was he angry with something we had done? Why had he said that? “It is not for us to question or judge another”, such a far reaching statement; but why did he choose to say it to us?

Finally we all ended up back at our home; and until this point…he never uttered another word. He sat down on the steps of our house; we all gathered around him, as if he was about to give out candy. He looked at us seriously, which he always did; but this time he seemed to be searching for something inside of us.

He slowly started talking; silence was all around us. Why did you follow me on such a long and tedious journey? I wasn’t going to the store, didn’t speak to you, and didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get where I was going. Still, here you all are; quietly listening to my every word. I couldn’t speak; for I was certain that if I had, he would stop talking. It was colder outside, although the snow hadn’t begun falling yet; we could see our breath hanging in the air.

He reached out to each and every one of us and touched our shoulders; he softly touched the tip of my cold nose. “I love you”, he quietly said, “but there are things you must learn about yourselves”. He went on and talked for a long time; we never got tired or too cold to listen to his points.

My Grandfather, on that day, gave us true wisdom; if only so I can share it with you today. He said we followed him, because we needed to know more. We didn’t deviate from his path; we didn’t make an assumption about where he was going. We weren’t so self-consumed; that we weren’t curious about what he was saying to us.

He told us; we must often place ourselves in someone else’s shoes; in order to fully appreciate what and who they are. He said you all followed me; even though it was cold and the trip was long; you still walked with me.

There is always more than what we see; once we start judging people, we have fallen off course. When we judge people; we are not judging from a divine place; we are judging based on OUR STANDARDS. Often our standards are tainted; by greed, envy, or some superficial nature we have obtained.

We followed him; we walked his path, and when he got to the end of his journey; we realized what he had told us hours before. Do not judge; unless you understand…mentally…physically…spiritually the journey of another.

We could have concluded that his words were the ramblings of an old man; but we were patient. This man; who had the largest heart and most brilliant mind, I had even known…taught us a lesson in humility.

The next time you see that homeless person on the street…please do not look at their wardrobe; but in their eyes. Become one with their soul; realize that they, too, have a journey…which we can learn from.

Become intent on experiencing the very human journey; judge not lest you be judged. Please remember the Source which will judge you; may be much harsher than any judgment you place on another.

Love like it is your last moment on this earth; for this moment…comes only once  in a lifetime.

I Have Lupus

I Have Lupus

I live with an illness

Other people cannot see

I live in pain and fatigue

Often immobility

I live with an illness

Some people cannot understand

Because it cannot be detected

By the casual glance

I live with swollen joints

Bruising but first

I live with knowledge that

It can get much worse

My hair has fallen out

My eyes swollen shut

But I live with a disease

That doesn’t understand…enough

I am not alone in this fight

There are warriors like me

Who understand what it’s like

To have physical agony

I am a fighter now

I am a warrior because

If I stopped fighting

Gave it a pause

This disease would win

My valiance for naught

I am in this war

I never forgot

I was created from greatness

And greatness is in me

I will struggle with this thing

NO matter what shall be

For the winner of this battle

Gets no trophy or attention

For I fight it inside myself

With the greatest intention

Take no moment for granted

For in a moment of dissention

It could be all stripped away

Without even a mention

Of the facial rashes

Medication and grief

The lack of support

The need for sleep

And while it is hard to understand

What my life would be like for you

I will tell all now that I wouldn’t

Want you to suffer too

Help raise awareness

Look for the Light

God said he would never leave

I know He is right

Join the movement

Raise mental elevation

Link hands with others

Focus your attention

I have a silent disease

That you cannot see

BUT I have LUPUS

It doesn’t have me