Saturday, April 16, 2022

04.16.2022_April (PrayersThoughts_PiecesofMe_AlwaysMeKelly)

 

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Date: Saturday April 16th   


Meditation Opportunities coming from Biblegateway.com The Daily Verse

Romans 13:8 (TLB)

Pay all your debts except the debt of love for others—never finish paying that! For if you love them, you will be obeying all of God’s laws, fulfilling all his requirements.

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Romans 13:8 (MSG)

8-10 Don’t run up debts, except for the huge debt of love you owe each other. When you love others, you complete what the law has been after all along. The law code—don’t sleep with another person’s spouse, don’t take someone’s life, don’t take what isn’t yours, don’t always be wanting what you don’t have, and any other “don’t” you can think of—finally adds up to this: Love other people as well as you do yourself. You can’t go wrong when you love others. When you add up everything in the law code, the sum total is love.

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Thought Movers, Motivations Touching to the Soul coming from YouTube.com

Maroon 5 - Beautiful Mistakes (lyrics) ft. Megan Thee Stallion

 

Ed Sheeran - Bad Habits | Lyrics

 

Imagine Dragons - Enemy (From the Series Arcane League Of Legends) (Lyrics)

 

Riley Clemmons - Irreplaceable (Lyrics)

 

Riley Clemmons - Healing (Lyrics)

 

Lights Shine Bright - TobyMac

 

GOOD FRIDAY - WORLDWIDE

 

It's Friday... But Sunday's a Coming!

 

  

Thinking Out Loud – Journal Thoughts/Prayers / Mind Maze Overflow

So here we are again.     Up with good intentions to get out here and write something meaningful and not just jabber on about life and pieces of me or about the vast world that can be so cruel.  Yet, all week long once at my desk work that I am blessed to have calls me in and well it is what it is.

Those cute little writers block gifts in my curio standing out as I have been here so many times before.

We could go left; we could go write or we just stay in the zone not allowing anything to seep out.

Sure, life has moments and those moments that never go away.   Hurts maybe, habits we all got them and hang-ups that we deny.     Those pet-peeves if you will.   Much does not necessarily offend or set us off.   But the just one thing that even heard or seen 10 miles away makes your skin crawl and truly just wish it never was.

 

Life is what it is until its not.   And well we all miss it if we are not grounded or when we are all caught up in someone else’s motivation.

Sometimes thinking of young kids trying to find their way, trying to be something getting caught up in gangs just to be someone or have something never fully understanding what they are doing until it is far too late.   Either taking someone else’s life or losing their own for 15 minutes of being recognized.

 

If we are lucky to have enough time and acknowledgement to look back, we realize no matter if it is a gang or not how meaningful it really was to be invisible.

Even if, Even when we still have the yearning for something more, but reality of the only life worth living is the abundance of all that is not filled with temporal things.

I myself was a fearless kid, living dangerous was the only way to go.  Especially when you had nothing to live for.   

However, times have changed dramatically.   Unfortunately scaling a 6-foot fence in the middle of the night to hop into the local boys-club pool with a bunch of crazy friends while having  a few drinks in us was just mischief compared to what many do for fun in this world today.

I thank God every day even before walking with Jesus that I was always filled with love.   That I always did and always will see the good in others and just hope darkness does not leak out around me or my loved ones be it friends or family.

 

Yes, I was a child victim of misfortune at the hands of those my mother placed me in.   Yes, I lived to die as a teenager.     Broken and bleeding out in so many ways through-out my life yet Christ whom I now know and rely on.

God, who could have just let me be a statistic allowed me to continue this journey.

Being woke out of a sound sleep with some fat drunk barely at the ripe old age of 10.   Leaves scars.   

Sleeping with one eye open or jumping up at barely a pin dropping across the house was how life was.    Thankfully I sleep well now but there are times when I still do not.

I tell people all the time to keep an eye on their children, no matter at home or in a so-called safe place like church.  We all know unfortunately schools are no longer safe between the brokenness of the world plaguing our children and just the sick minds of adults who are supposed to be teaching them.

We know what has happened year over year if we watch the news.

Someone is always watching.    By the time I was 11 and sent out to play the predators of the neighborhood who would show me how to get high on magic mushrooms or huffing and taking us into the woods.    Still remembering a sleep over in Jacksonville Florida with a school friend and how this skinny little flat chested girl had the father come in to say good night and feeling me and his own up.

Then I never understood any of it and there was no one to tell.   I wandered when no one was around, and I think from 10-16 I stayed under the influence of something.  

Moving back to NY in my early teens the kids I grew up with no matter what the reasons were not much better.   All of us unsupervised and always staying totally wrecked because no one was ever around to tell us any different.   

Learning then they were not really friends just someone to hang out and party with long before knowing what partying meant with.

 

There is always someone watching and not always for good intentions.    You leave your kid to hang out at the park by themselves someone will introduce them to things they should never know.

Now days they do not just tell you never tell otherwise something bad will happen.   Now days parents kill their own or sell the blessings of life given to the highest bidder and we call it human trafficking.      Sometimes the parents are so lost from the scars they never allowed to heal and make sure would not bleed out into the next generation by the time the realize they can make a change.  It’s too late.

Wow

That writers block should have stayed in the curio.

I need to get back to my story soon this I know.   Life has had many twists turns, moments and believe it or not blessings through it all to be able to still get up each day and dare to make a difference to make it count and seek out the opportunities to grasp all that is good or as much of it as I can reach.

And not just by taking what others give or just because I want.   But to truly seek something lasting.

Now my vision of beauty, peace, love I am sure is not even close to many others.   

Beautiful mistakes we all get to grow forward with.

Are we?

Growing forward!

Or are we just spinning stuck.   Kind of like me looking around this place wishing someone else would just once step up and do the corner to corner and read my mind of the visions I have to greater things that I will someday see but they would help get there sooner.

I never asked this direction, but I have made choices to go right, left, or just keep forging onward.   The difference God got my attention and I met Jesus in 1995 and although I do not understand how he does not stop the madness of what humanity creates be it my own story or all that is around this globe.    I will never be the same person I once was before knowing who He is and the love he has for all of us.

So thankful my bad habits led to you Jesus! 

Our own worst enemy is that which lives inside of us.   Yet with the healing touch of the light that shines through all that the Son of Man shines bright, for all that he took on for us to allow us life with us.   For all the good that creation was hoped for.

Indescribably written, stated, or lived out.  Where only our very own choices to call upon the name of the Lord to be with us can be justified.   Not hearsay of the truths or anyone else speaks or writes.

Jesus within is a choice you yourself have to call upon.    We all believe in something there is no doubt.  Even atheists believe in God not to believe at all.

Loving people for who they are and not what they do.  That is hard especially when we are all so needed with wants and desires.

We were made that way.    And blessed with the freedom to choose.   Beyond all else we get to choose.   What to do with the outcomes of what was forced upon us or what we will force upon others.

We get to choose forgiveness even if we know never to allow it to happen again.   The world was formed from darkness so why would we not want to shine bright wherever we are.   If we cannot, why would we not want it to be lit up around us for all that is good and lasting?

Purposing forward!

It’s easy to get caught up.   Trust me on that just like those Netflix binge watching cycles that I get myself in.   Knowing I have things to do so I just look more and more exhausted because my choice is to do so.

 

It what it is until its not.   What are you running from or chasing?   It’s not too late to make a different choice until you don’t get back up again.

That rush you get and the excitement you thrive off taking all you can take or having some power over those who just have not been able to stand up yet.   Well, everything we have here and now is temporal. 

Sunday’s coming you all…

I should have gotten out here and wrote yesterday because it was Friday and Sunday is coming.  

We can pretend we don’t see it or hear it.   But we can never change the truth.

The story of Jesus written more than 2000 years ago still unchanged.

Father God I will never be worthy enough to truly deserve life and all the blessings of people, places, and things you have allowed me.     In my mind I have a right to live and your blessings allow me Freedom of choice.

 

May I never harden my heart, may I never stop choosing and needing all you are Jesus.

May all I am connected be blessed to know you and grow through the pain and rise up no matter what.

May we unit and fight forward for all that is to give life and never take it.  Yet may we be protected from the darkness that will come.   Heal the suffering Jesus. For it is who you are.     Call us deeper still Jesus; allow us to hear and see and want to be with who you are always.  Thank you, Father, for all you are!   If tomorrow does not come thank you for every yesterday given!      Out of Eden - Here is My Heart

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