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Something About You

Something about you
reaches far beyond any man can go.
You touch my infinity,
never once forgetting your chivalry.
You go beyond my frigidity
straight to my heart, literally.
You reach far beyond any man can go
and you do so quite skillfully.

Something about you
speaks volumes in a quiet whisper.
You speak the language of my spirit
so clear I can almost hear it,
so sweet like a love song lyric,
so real that I live it.
You speak volumes in a quiet whisper
don’t ever stop, just keep with it.

Something about you
seems so familiar
as if I knew you before we met,
synchronized like a quartet,
in life and death, before my sunrise and after the sun sets.
We’re destined to be, this love was preset.

Something seems so familiar.
You’re the one my spirit and heart cannot forget.

I get lost in your love, but who’s keeping score?
With you, the present is a gift with daily encores.
If this love were rain bring on the downpours.
Let the entirety of my eternity forever be yours.


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 Este mes, mis pastores cumplieron 42 años de matrimonio, un logro no muy frecuente en una sociedad donde lo que se rompe es desechado en vez de ser arreglado. Estas palabras conmemoran sus cuatro décadas y todos los años que están por venir.

Al emprender este camino es importante aprender
de quienes vinieron antes pues son el ejemplo de ver

Los primeros años están llenos de muchas experiencias.
Por ahí vienen los hijos y con ellos muchas más vivencias.
Y pasan los años marcando la primera década.

A medida que pasa el tiempo los muchachos van creciendo
crece el ministerio, crecen las canas, y el tiempo, más amor va produciendo.
Y pasan los años marcando la segunda década.

Cuando ya los hijos se van y dejan vacío el nido,
los padres hacen lo que antes no podían, y al mundo le dan un recorrido.
Y pasan los años marcando la tercera década.

Pero el nido rápido se vuelve a llenar con la llegada de los nietos y muchos tiernos momentos,
y mientras crece la familia, también crece la sabiduría del matrimonio que tiene a dios como fundamento
y pasan los años marcando la cuarta década.


 

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Faux Real Love

Everybody wanna flaunt their versions of love
But when your Ace turns to an ex, a why or a “what was I thinking of?”
You begin to wonder if real love was ever the plan?
Looks like it failed the true or false exam
Illusions of being better make you bitter
Because you tried to paint silver linings with cheap glitter
Being with someone part time because it’s better than being alone
Those cheap stunts got you dethroned
Rather than royalty people make you their jester
For entertainment only, then they’re out before you confuse ‘em with an investor
Commitment is like a bucket hat, they’re both out of style
Love is whatever you can give or get here and now
Everybody wanna flaunt their love but is it real or a real good fake?
Counterfeit, cuz the real deal is too much too fast so they pull hard on the e-brake
People’s versions of love today is looking like a knockoff
Knock it off. So what if y’all hooked up. Mazel tov?
More like Molotov cocktail, short fuse, short-lived
That type of “love” is corrosive
What’s wrong with a little old school?
What’s wrong with waiting and a little woo?
What’s wrong with getting to know you?
With time and words, not a peek or a preview.
Everybody wanna show off their boo or their bae
When what they’re really showing is the flavor of the day
Love is a fruit, it should fill, not leave a void
Love is a voluntary action, you shouldn’t feel like you’re employed
Love goes beyond financial status or the things money can buy
It’s not just a rich girl or guy by your side parading you like a trophy wife because if that’s the plan then boy bye!
It’s a value so significant, real love makes you priceless
Far more than a dime or just being fine, real love recognizes you’re royalty…your highness
But everybody wanna put their love on display
Most of these, like your stories, vanish by the end of the day
Let’s call it Casper because when the tough gets going the love goes ghost
On the other hand, some just try too hard, you’re doing the most
True love takes time and lasts through good and bad times
It’s an uphill challenge but once you get a glimpse, you’ll know it was worth the climb
So go ahead and flaunt your passion and your sex appeal
Just make sure that the love you love isn’t faux real.


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BEAUTIFUL THAT WAY!

Happy Mother’s Day ladies!

They say Rome wasn’t built in a day,
So remember this when clouds turn to gray,
and when the house is messy from the kids’ bustle and play.
“Good things take time”, that’s what people say,
And though today’s teachings will be tomorrow’s yesterday,
It will be those things that show your kids the right way.
So be the rock that lays the foundation today.
You’re a mom and you’re beautiful that way!


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A Ray of Light

This morning as I walked outside, I caught a glimpse of the sunrise which squeezed its rays through, what I consider to be, very tall bushes. It was a majestic display, and simultaneously intriguing how the sun, as big as it is, managed to slip through a crack in the wall and the shrubs that covered it. The Son is capable of doing the same, if we allow it. He is The Creator of everything, He holds the world in His hands, however, if we let Him past our walls, He would gladly come in to shine His light and fill us with His love.


The one who is the true light, who gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He came into the very world he created, but the world didn’t recognize him. He came to his own people, and even they rejected him. But to all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God. (John 1:9-12 NLT)

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The Pretty Box

It was a bookcase, shoe holder
something to put in an empty space.
It had a cover, drawers,
and numerous uses to discover.
It was a box
nothing more,
used for packing, holding, stacking
nothing unorthodox,
but it was a pretty box.


I do this thing with boxes where, rather than throw them, out I repurpose them. Usually, these are wrapped with contact paper and used as bedside bookcases, shoe organizers, and most recently, a 2 drawer tabletop “thingy”. My mom often gets upset and tells me to just throw them out, but why would I? They are pretty boxes, too good to throw out and apart from that, they are very useful. I believe God sees us in a similar way. While man may cast us out because they can only see who we are, God sees what we can become. He sees that we are too good to throw out, and wraps us in His love giving us a new purpose in life.

But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—
‭‭(Ephesians‬ ‭2:4-5‬ ‭ESV‬‬)


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Growing Love

How can my love for you not grow?

If my heart was the soil where you chose to sow.


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