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| Ever since I knew I wanted something out of life,
something meaningful,
something true,
I had never found what I was looking for,
until now.
And I thank God for that.
He gave me this love and this ability to love in return,
and being able to say that,
and know it's true beyond a reasonable doubt,
THAT
that is a great moment in life.
A moment to be treasured.
A moment to be forever etched into my memory.
I hope someday you too can know what I'm talking about,
or maybe you do,
and maybe you are remembering that moment right now.
Even better, maybe your living it.
Here's to living it.
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| cause im not feelin the love in nashville | | |
| So as I turn 21 and step into 'manhood' I realize exactly what that entails. I am expected, and self-required, to have the willingness to make sacrifice and to do it with a sound mind and a good heart. This however does not mean that I am to have 'good intentions' but rather be true with deed and action. Especially in this day where people's "word" is a wishy-washy suggestion rather than commitment, I can only aspire to use all of my free will to form a solid foundation with what I say.
More and more as my life goes on I will be given people's trust, and as a man, the credentials of my reputation and everything I stand for will be based on what I do with those gifts that are given to me.
This is not to say that I am perfect or even expect to be close, but rather, even in my times of failure and mistakes, I will be humble; never being to 'good' to apologize or make things right. This act seems somewhat easier to do when I am actually in the wrong, but to do this when committing an offense within confrontation, whether I am right or not, that is the separating line.
Even now as I sit hear writing this, I realize that, even greater than sacrifice in any form, I need to have mercy and grace. We, as humans, in are self-surviving, self-sustaining ways, are way to quick to point and blame. I'm saying these things with my own conviction as well, because I am far from innocent in these matters. But if we can step out of that norm that is almost expected of us, and we can say with meaning, things such as "It's ok." and "I forgive you.", how much easier would life be? If we could simply, not really overlook per say, but acknowledge the fact that everyone is simply human, and realize that we as such are 'forever' doomed to make mistakes, and not get so fired up over the trivial things in life.
Now this last statement is almost contradictory in a way, in the sense that yes, we are guaranteed to get angry and 'blow-up' from time to time, but I think we should try, harder than we do, not to let the mistakes of others get us so riled up. Who knows, maybe even in doing such people will have more grace upon us, and I don't know about you but I'm never hesitant to accept a little myself.
So as I conclude I vow to do all these things previously stated and I hope in you reading this you may be "enlightened" if you will.
God bless.
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| that was me at about 1:00 in the am of wendsday morning
and it was coincidentally one of the drink i was "persuaded" into consuming
did i mention the people i work with are great
i want going out for a "casual beer"
which turned into a the following list:
three wise men (jose cuervo, jack daniels, jim beam)
three horsemen (captain morgan, sailor jerry, jose cuervo)
suffering bastard( 7 unknown and highly potent alcohols)
goldschlager
black something (raspberry flavor liquor)
and finally the punch in the gut
an eclipse ( half guiness half blue moon with a squeeze of orange)
alas dont be like me
have a beer
call it a night
or else your ddomed to painful spewing followed by a terrible hangover
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where is your sun-kissed smile?
so i can selfishly bask in your beauty,
and be overcome by your gravity,
only to seer my heart with delight.
how about those strawberries cheeks?
so i can pluck them for the keeping,
and savor the taste of your voice,
only to spoil my appetite with laughter.
and did i forget your cool breeze eyes?
so i can soar within their gaze,
and lounge within your reach,
only to provoke my laziness with joy.
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