Friday, December 30, 2011
I am the shadow in the night; I am the peace of mind when you sleep. Your Father has sent me to watch over you; I am your Guardian Angel.
I'm here to protect you and, like your Father in Heaven, will never leave you.
I have come and will not go.
Though life is hard never forget that I am there by your side.
Though the seas toss and turn around you never forget we are watching over you.
Threw summer's sun and winter's rain I have seen you grow and mature.
As you grow older do not forget we are watching over you and will never leave you. We are your Father's Heavenly Host.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
This is the only book written in First Person that I actually enjoyed reading.
The characters, some of them arc-types, were fantastic and colorful. I really like how Rick Riordan put a fresh spin on the Greek gods of old.
I don't want to give away to much; it really is an awesome book and if you haven't read it I think you should.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
We are all slaves to society.
We are bound by her judgment and face the wrath of her hand should we step out of line. She is our master.
One Nation under God; that is what our Fathers wanted; a society of equals run by a House of men and women who seek the betterment of this thing we call society. Alas; we are all slaves to her.
But I say; society is as much inward as it is outward. Did we make these things happen or did we let them happen?
Together we can shape this world around us into a better place; or let it rot. We can be salt in a world of dust, or a speck of sand in a vast desert.
Tell me. Will you define your circumstances or will your circumstances define you?
Sunday, December 11, 2011
You are a worthy adversary; for you weaken even the strongest of men and crumble the tallest mountains. You carve rivers and canyons and give wisdom to the unwise.
How many sunsets have you stolen from me?
You are why the mighty oak has not fallen and the bird gives thanks. You have seen cities rise and fall and mountains crumble under your might. Your face is like granite unchanging with each passing day.
You are our father; Father time.