Conversation with God – Isaiah 55:8-9

It is written, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways, says the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the Earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:8-9) My lamb, it pleases me to see you needy for me. I know that this world can be hard on you but fear not! I am your God and I love you.

It is a great place to be; in dependence, desperately surrendering to me. For in your weakness, my power is made known. My power is able to work through the cracks in your life that you perceive as trials. I can assure you, child, trials are not what you presume them to be.

Continue to abide in me, little one, so that I may direct your path. So that my power may shine through your life, both in times of trial and times of joy.

Circumstances (A Poem)

They say circumstances don’t define you

but they certainly can reveal.

In the midst of crisis,

you’ve become a person who can heal.

A person who can mold and bend,

more flexible than you thought.

A giver and receiver,

blooming from your most vulnerable spot.

Through the tornado and turmoil,

you’ve stood strong like a tree.

And if these circumstances have revealed you,

then I love who you’ve proven to be.

Pressure of New Year’s Eve (A Poem)

New Year’s Eve
It’s hard to believe
Has finally creeped up on us

Time ran out
From last December
We failed to do what we promised.

But the day has come
We can write anew
About all the things
We ought to see and do

Lights flashing
Music blasting
Midnight kisses
Dreams and wishes

12 O’Clock, the moment haunts us.
It’s safe to say the pressure’s on us.

Sometimes (A Short Poem)

Sometimes I’m tired
Of being constantly inspired
But that’s just how I’m wired
A fire
Runs through me

Dating After Divorce – A Poem (From the Child’s Perspective)

My dad is dating again
She’s more than a friend
I know it by the light in his eyes

He asked if I’d meet her
But I don’t want to see her
She’s not my mother, surprise

He says he’s lonely
And rightfully so,
Nothing is lonelier
Than 30 years without hope

The worst kind of loneliness
while you’re not alone
But with the one you love most
And still nobody’s home.

I do want him happy
But who could possibly deserve him?
I feel protective
I mean, what if she hurts him?

I feel jealous
I want his love for me only
But then I feel sad
Because I don’t want him lonely

Too soon to meet her
Too soon, I say
But when does too soon
become a little too late?

“Whenever you’re ready.”
The questions I face
When is the time ever right
To meet your dad’s date?

Joy

I know that Joy is right around the corner from me
Peaking out with its familiar face

Trembling that we’ll miss eachother
With fear that she’ll not recognize me

Smiling, bright eyed
I wait for

Joy.

The Problem with The New Age

The problem with New Age Spirituality is that it whispers we can be gods. It plays on our desire to be able to count on ourselves, carve our own paths, and determine our own futures.

No doubt, it alludes to God, and offers reasonable tribute to God in the way of time, attention, and love but, ultimately, New Age Spirituality says these things are ours, not His.

The New Age suggests that we are nouns, when in fact we are, and always will be, simply adjectives.

I Am Disappointed and Need Your Help

Hi Readers,

I want to share a story with you and get your feedback. I frequently serve as a guest writer for other websites that share my vision. Back in August, I published an article with Wake Up World called 9 Things To Remember When You’re Feeling Stuck. You can view it here:http://wakeup-world.com/2014/08/16/9-things-to-remember-when-youre-feeling-stuck/

Today, as I was browsing the internet and working on another guest post that I have coming up, I came across an article on Marc and Angel Hack Life called 10 Things To Remember When You’re Feeling Stuck. I clicked on it and to my dismay, the article was mine. It was my exact article taken almost verbatim and published as their own. You can view it here:http://www.marcandangel.com/2014/09/14/10-things-to-remember-when-youre-feeling-stuck/#comment-10167960

They published this article exactly one month after I published mine. I know they say that imitation is the greatest form of flattery, but I must be honest, I’m deeply hurt. Am I just naive to think that something like this wouldn’t happen to me? Is this simply something that comes with the territory of being a blogger and is to be expected? 

I would think that a well known website such as Marc and Angel Hack Life, which gets loads of traffic every day, would be above forgery. It’s disheartening that a website which claims to promote truth seeking, could be so deceptive. Well respected writers, acting with such dishonor. Because they have a wider reacher than I, they’ve assumed that no one will notice and they won’t get caught. But even worse than this, now that I’ve caught them, who can I tell? Is there anything I can do about it? Will they face any repercussions?

I, myself, have been a fan of Marc and Angel Hack Life for some time now. But I am not a fan of ripping people off. And they have ripped me off. They’ve taken credit for work they didn’t do. My work. And I feel powerless.

I put my heart and soul into my work. To think that someone could steal this from me is horrifying.

Your thoughts and feedback are appreciated on this very difficult topic. Thank you in advance.

I’m Thankful For All of You

On this Thanksgiving, I’d like to express my gratitude to all of you, my readers.

You inspire me every day.

I seem to have a lot of people who follow this blog but I’m not sure how many of you actually read my work, much less enjoy it. Judging actual impact is one of those difficult, non tangible tasks that us bloggers are faced with.

But I want to make an impact. Nothing fills my cup more than sharing wisdom with people who are thirsty for it. With that being said, responses, opinions, thoughts, and feedback are encouraged and appreciated. In particular, I’m curious for an answer to this question: If I wrote a book, would you read it? Please respond in the comment section.

Happy Thanksgiving. Thank you for all the joy that you bring to me. Thank you for sharing your own personal stories and allowing for me to share mine. I pray that we continue to grow together.

Much love to you all.

 

An Unrequited Love Poem

I loved every bit of you
every hair on your head
I thought this was clear
though the words went unsaid.

I figured you’re brilliant
And you’d know as well as I
That we’re made for each other
Our ribbon’s hung in the sky.

But you proved less present
than I originally thought.
Or perhaps, I’ve proved more hopeful
than the love that we’ve wrought.