A walk in the hills
to clear your soul
is a fine idea
until your imagination
catches up. Continue reading
A walk in the hills
to clear your soul
is a fine idea
until your imagination
catches up. Continue reading
I’m not sure when awkward became one of the big sins but it apparently is. I don’t intend to be awkward it just happens naturally. And then it grows. Continue reading
When I think of the word ‘come’ I think action. I also think of joining someone else. Come, for me, is movement toward something or someone else. It’s an invitation to connect or join with someone and not be alone.
The word ‘go’ implies something a little different. For me anyway. Although it is also an action word I think of moving away from something. It is more of a solitude motion. I think of leaving.
Sometimes the Savior used both as one invitation. In Matthew 19:21 Jesus counsels the rich young ruler to “go and sell that thou hast…and come and follow me.” What I picture here is first an act of one. The young man must first demonstrate his commitment by going and doing. First, he must leave his comfort zone. Once he has taken care of that first lonely step he is then invited to come and join.
In other words, take that first movement to change, to get out of your comfort zone, to make the commitment. The sincerity of the movement is the first step and you alone can make it. This action has to come from you.
Once that first step is taken or change is initiated then come. Come and join others who are on that same path. Come, you are not alone. Move yourself from where you are to somewhere better. Come is the invitation extended to all.
by President Russell M. Nelson
It only took a year and a half longer than I planned but my latest collection of poetry is now available. I switched titles from the Few Words series to beginning the Accidental Poet series. The new title reflects what I represent and who I am. It also doesn’t seem as stuffy as the previous title. Continue reading
I’d like to travel.
Where would I go?
I don’t care.
I want to see it all.
How? I don’t know. Continue reading
The moments don’t happen often so just let me be nice when I try. Maybe you don’t recognize it but this is me being nice. Continue reading
Ever since I was little I was fascinated by drums. I loved the beat and sound and since it was expected I’d be in band in school I naturally chose to be a percussionist. For some reason, I thought all I had to do was want to be a drummer. Continue reading
A simple prayer tonight.
Please, don’t let me ever become someone’s muse.
I heard the now oldie on the radio, Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T’s. You probably remember it was nominated for a Grammy back in 2008. Yes, it’s been that long ago. It was a love song but it was a fictional love song inspired by an actual woman. Which makes it a little complicated and a tad creepy. Continue reading
I am always a work in progress. There is constant room for improvement. Continue reading