Posts Tagged ‘Inspiration’

 

Dear Merciful God,

I desire to burn

You are a consuming fire

It’s for You I yearn

 

An earthly world full of chaos

Without You I know I’m doomed

Shield me with Your love

I desire to not be consumed

 

I come to You in Jesus’s name

As I come holding His hand

If I can but burn forever

In your presence I could stand

 

Nothing on earth matters

If my soul I throw away

So make me fireproof this day

So with You, I can always stay

 

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For the word of the Lord is right and true;

He is faithful in all He does.

What He promises, He honours

Continually providing for us

Because His words speak truth

So brethren… let them speak

 

For the Lord gives wisdom;

From His mouth come knowledge and understanding.

We are not to lean on our own thoughts and ideas

But in His promises and plans be more trusting

Because His words speak wisdom

So brethren… let them speak

 

Jesus came and died to show the way

Salvation, that we all can have

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet,

And a light unto my path.

Because His words speak love

So brethren… let them speak

 

For the word of God is quick, and powerful,

And sharper than any two-edged sword

What a source of strength and power

We need just to look to Him, heavenward

Because His words speak power

So brethren… let them speak

 

We worry about food and earthy things

The things we can get not what we can give

But it’s by every word that proceedeth

Out of the mouth of the Lord doth man live

Because His words speak life

So brethren… let them speak

 

Finally, brethren

 

His word became flesh

Manifested in Christ Jesus

His love, power, wisdom and life

Can be seen in every one of us

So as we live our lives

Throughout each and every week

Remember our words and actions reflect him

So brethren… let them speak

WOW!

Friday was absolutely amazing! I don’t even know how or where to begin. WOW.

Well I guess the easiest thing to do is to start at the beginning. How did my day really start off? hmmmm! I’m just going to give the short version of the story in the order it happened.

  1. Met up with some other Bajans here in the cold and we had an awesome video shoot (and impromptu photo shoot). We got some amazing footage (both Brook and myself). All that footage… I spent all of Saturday night into the wee hours of this morning chopping and cutting to find the stuff I would be using to edit for the video. And YES!! The video is done… for the most part…. just now for the voice over to be done. And the photos I took were beautiful. The model is both stunning and literally a natural. This is legit the 2nd time I’m shooting her ever and both times like a week apart. Both times it was so exciting to shoot her and furthermore… I think I am still excited now thinking about it.
  2. THIS WAS THE AMAZING PART. (Well the icing on the cake). And since I said cake… I’ll give it away… there will be wedding cake to come after today. Not for me per se but somebody’s going to get some wedding cake lol lol lol. So as fate would have it… we (the 5 of us) were shooting on this bridge connecting the two buildings in Eaton Centre when this guy came with some huge bags with letter balloons. So he proceeded to take out the letters. Did I say he was wearing a suit? Well he was and had a backpack on. So as he took them out… I realized the letters were spelling “MARRY ME?♥” We asked if he wanted help but he said he had it covered. Unfortunately the wind blowing through the tunnel had a different plan which made all the balloons blow on a side as opposed to stand up straight. So he eventually accepted our help. So we all came up with the plan for us to hold the balloons for him and we were there working through how it would happen. All this time we were watching the time because he had told us her friends were bringing her at 4:30pm. So we are doing all this under pressure. Why were we under pressure too? GOOD QUESTION! We hadn’t even known this man existed moments before but it was the idea this man was going to propose to her girlfriend yanked on all our heartstrings. I’m not going to lie! My heart was in a state of confusion… it forgot how to beat properly. I was to hold a balloon too but I decided I wanted to record this. This doesn’t happen too often if at all. I’ve never witnessed a proposal in my life furthermore a random stranger who we assisted with setting up for. Mind you… I only by chance had my Gopro on me as I almost left it home that day because I was going to be shooting with my Canon and said I wouldn’t need the gopro. But I grabbed it anyways because for some reason I had a feeling I needed to have it that day. Well things had gotten crazy. VERY CRAZY! As the time was counting down…. it got intense. By this time… many other persons were gathered to witness the event as well. I remember when he got the message and he shouted out “30 seconds!” That was the moment everything got REALLLLLL!

I remember when she walked in the tunnel and he stepped out and she stopped stunned…. I won’t forget what she said first… “IS THIS YOU?”

And he just walked to her…. you know what? I have it all on video…. just watch and see… MARRY ME?- Unsuspected Strangers

 

He asked the simple question… “Marry me?”

And she simply… nodded as she laughed in excitement.

A clean leaf

A new start

A second chance

A familiar heart

 

I’ve caused hurt

I’ve done wrong

I’ll try my best

To turn around

 

I’ll share my time

I’ll hold you tight

Keep you close

‘Cause this feels right

 

Cheers to love

And happy endings

There’s always hope

In new beginnings

 

#Funfact: I start off these post with the title as just “Entry DDMMYY- ” and then I add on the last part of it with last line of the post.

Good day,

So this morning I edited my last post because I got in trouble. Oh wait! Not trouble with the content but rather with my errors. My friend always complains that I write and there are grammatical errors in the posts. I know this to be true.

#SidenoteI was just thinking to myself that maybe I could type this up in Word and do a word check after but then I looked up in this very window and I see there is this button there called “Proofread Writing”. LOL LOL. Whoops! Well I’ll definitely use that now.

That sidenote… as it just happened… literally made my whole explanation void. That being said… the only thing left to say… I clearly was just lazy.

 

I actually wanted to post a poem yesterday. Well to be more accurate… write, and then post one yesterday. So guess what? Today is going to be a #DoublePost.

 

Today we are going to talk about me. This is going to be fun.

#Sidenote: We often say that talking to ourselves is a sign that we may be going mad or already there. LOL But here’s a joke… when I write these posts… I’m legit sitting here talking to myself and having a full-blown conversation. And guess what? I love it. I’m good company! Great company!

Who Am I? If only we could get paid for every time we think this or someone asks us who we are… we’d all be RICH! lol

When I ask myself that question though… it’s far more than asking about my character. I want to know the value of said character. I ask it to determine MY value. What is my worth? How much is my time worth? How much is my love worth?

My time is nothing compared to eternity and my love is imperfect and nothing close to what God offers us.

So what is my worth?

Well… you are worth what ever you believe you are worth! It’s literally that simple.

I know that I am a son of The King. And I know that knowing and believing that makes me special and priceless.

By extension… every thing that I do, every moment that I have, every thing that I say, every word that I write… they are ALL PRICELESS. All because I believe it to be so. Who can tell me differently? If you can tell me differently… good for you! Doesn’t change what I believe.

So…

What do you believe?

What are you worth?

 

No One Here

Posted: May 2, 2017 in Life Stories, Poems
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No one here respects my time
Until they need me to be early
They'd rather just waste it
It's not that important, clearly

No one here respects my talent
Until they need some favour
They'd rather find someone else
Then check me in the last hour

No one here respects my opinion
Until something I said happens
They'd rather just ignore me
Because I chat far too often

No one here cares enough
Until everything falls to pieces
They'd rather avoid the problems
And hope the issue ceases

No one here...
No... you have to care.
One... person is all it takes.
Here... is your chance to make your stand.

Some... one... here.

I have a problem.

My problem is that I speak too much.

Always having the desire to add something to something said, the need to give input, the urge to give advice.

To what end? Why do I always want to speak? Can I not just see a situation or something happening and just leave it?

Years ago I saw a quote… “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” – Edmund Burke.

It was since seeing this quote that I told myself that if I can influence a positive change I will not just sit back and say nothing. I knew that doing this will definitely NOT make me popular but it will have a positive impact somehow.

What I found over the last 2 years while at school, is that having something to say too often, means that persons will eventually get tired of hearing you.

So I find myself in a dilemma, where I have information that will benefit others but persons are now no longer listening because it is coming from me.

It has gotten to the point where persons undermine what I do and say, so now I’m just here forced to sit back and observe. That’s pretty much all I can do now. I still care about the things I speak out about, however, because of those around me, I’m beginning to wonder if it is all worth it.

I jokingly tell my friends that I’m just miserable and maybe I am. But I miserable because persons don’t listen not because the information is worthless but because it’s coming from me.

Can’t persons take the information and ignore the sender? It got to a point that I had to use persons to deliver my messages so as to have the information acknowledged. No one has to know it came from me. I really could not care less. The thing about it all is that I’m accused of being “petty”, what ever that means because they have been using it far out of context, and apparently I’ve been all in my feelings. Sorry for being human and feeling hurt; forgot men shouldn’t hurt. *rolls eyes* Seriously though, I should shut up. *chuckle* What would make me shut up? I mean, all of this should make me not want to say anything ever again… but then I remember the quote.

Then my friends tell me I should not let this consume me and I should choose my battles wisely. I do agree. But maybe this is a battle I want to fight. To what end though? I’m out of here in one year, God willing.

A part of me wants the things I’ve been trying to say to avoid stuff from happen to just happen… maybe I would get some satisfaction. But then again… to what end? As miserable as I am, I still care. I care about people that I know don’t care about me. I can’t bring myself to hate anyone even when persons are deliberately being disgusting to me for no reason. Which I find is silly still. *whispers* Because the same people who are being disgusting are just kids and they hide and do it.

I am about 7 years older than every here, hence I’ve experienced maybe a bit more, however I can guarantee that I have never experienced something like this. I was wronged and betrayed, I stepped back because I would rather not with the unnecessary confrontations and any drama then to have it all back fired on me by the same person who betrayed me in the beginning. The irony. I am to blame still. I sat by and allowed it all to play out the way it did. In retrospect, maybe I would have done it differently, but hey.

This year has been one eventful year. I must say. Well well well. I would never have guessed it.

I am here laying in bed about to sleep and as I was reflecting, my need to chat is what drove me to write this. All, as I realized alot of what happened was influenced heavily by my need to chat, to speak, to have a say.

Well here’s my final say… things will always happen and some times not like we will expect but that quote is still very much true…. I’ll continue speaking… my voice won’t be muted… I’ll just find another medium.

My problem isn’t that I just chat too much… my problem is actually that I chat too much and no body hears… so now I’m going to chat that everyone HAS TO LISTEN.