Colorado

My beloved state has suffered very hard blows in the last couple of months.  First, we had the rages of the Waldon Fire which destroyed over three hundred homes. The devastation was immense.  With all this loss came the heroic fight of our firefighter, police, medical personnel and the hundred of volunteers who stepped up to save our beautiful scenery.  Though the fire left many of us in utter disbelief, God in his wisdom and love for us provided the cool evenings, which helped the firefighters battle the inferno easily.  I like many wept and prayed especially for those who lost everything, and many barely escaped with their lives.  The community came together and we shared our fears and prayed, prayed, prayed.  I admired the men and women who risked their lives to fight the fires aka "The Beast"  They are our heroes, many came from other states to provide the help to fight this wall of destruction. 

Our lives are coming together.  Many of the families who lost everything are starting with the rebuilding of their lives and going through the ashes of what were momentos of their lives.  Please keep these families in your prayers. 

Also, on the events that took place in Aurora, Colorado.  The massacre of 12 people and countless others who were wounded.  In all the insanity and lawlessness, many are questioning why a young man with a bright future would do such a horrific thing.  Well, let's see, he did not fear God?!  He did not hold life to a higher standard of importance?!  He was possessed?!  It could be hundred of reasons why someone would kill in cold blood, and we saw what was in his heart:  Hate, anger, murder, unmercilful and it goes on. 

The families of the victims are devastated.  Again, to see such pain breaks our own hearts. The bright futures of  people whose lives were cut short.  The beginning of deliberations in the court system. The excuses, the insanity pleas the stupidity of reporters asking why a young man would cover his girlfriend so she would not get harmed.  Why would a young man protect complete strangers.   Really?!  Because these were men you idiots!  Is our society so jilted that no one can see what a "real" man looks like.  The protector, the nurturer, the provider, the man that God designed him to be.  What got me most was they had "professional" whatevers who were being interviewed on why such valiant behavior happens.  Really?!  I'll bet these guys would not give you a cool glass of water, even if they saw you dying of thirst.   Seriously?!!!

Anyways . . . . .

 My prayers go out to the families who lost loved ones.  I am so sorry for your loss.  For those who survived with wounds, some so serious that the outcome it touchy.  I pray that the Lord would touch their wounds and heal them.  Heal the city of Aurora, Father, please that your spirit is felt thoughtout the city and felt for the victims families and those still suffering the physical wounds. 

Please Father give wisdom for those who are caring for the victims.  Father please bless, protect and guide our nation, and also Father bless those who read this blog.  I pray they find realness, grace, love, hope and most of all You throughout life's challenges.

Thank you, Father.

Glitter in the Air

I have always admired musicians that can touch us with their melodies.  I tend to be more a Gordon Lightfoot, Moody Blues, John Denver person, but I also like edgy music.  One of my current favorites to listen to is PINK.  I know, I know, she is just too much for some, but she really has been singing my heart and I love her angst about marriage, love, relationships, family and just life.  Though I still go back to the singers that touch my soul, like Gordon Lightfoot, seriously the man's voice can do some serious damage.  LOL   I just had a wonderful time with a dear friend whose spirit almost matches mine.  We have great banter with each other.  We share our wine and laugh about the weirdness of living in the side of town where we are; the mix of artist, vagrants, drugs, musicians and the caldron of people I enjoy being around.  I gave this dear friend one of my drawings and he really loved it.  It was nice to hear him say that, "I still have it"  LOL  I guess I do.  Anyways, it is nice to know that he is there as a dear friend.  You know who are, and yes you are Beautiful to me too.

 

 

Delirious 2 a.m. postings

I was thinking about relationships today, the different couples that I know in my life.  The trials that many of these people have gone through and have come out with battle wounds that would leave a scar as a reminder of such warfare of the heart.  There are no prisoners, just down out ass kicking I hate you stinking guts fights that at times could lead into some serious f***athons.

  Anyways . . .

 I have the privilege of knowing many wonderful couples and since I enjoy watching people, couples are my favorite, maybe because I am no longer in a couple.  The relationships that endure some serious slings of life and others who should be slung.  Then I started thinking about my marriage and how I stayed with a man I adored and truly loved, but ignored his ambivalence to me.  I was blinded, maybe because I felt that he was too good for me.  Maybe?  Then I realized that I was too good for him, not in a conceited way, but that I gave it all to be in a marriage that was only a façade to a life of dark secrets.

When the fog lifted and the light shone through on what was going on in my own relationship.  I knew I had to jump ship before I was taken down into the murky darkness; save my family and self  from a watery grave of lies. I let a small blister become an infected sore that was poisoning my soul; better to be decaying in my spirit than to be alone.  But God in His infinite wisdom said, "No!"  Then I realized something else, I was really not alone and  I am learning a lot about myself.; I am funny, smart, encouraging and I can write some serious crap here. 

Anyways . . .

I know that someone on this earth is looking for me and that I will be loved and  love again.  That I will kiss and be kissed passionately. That I will be able to trust the words of another man.  That God will show me who he is because he is out there, he just has to find me.  Also because that is the desire of my scarred heart.

( Just a little side note.  It is 2:27 a.m. Colorado time and I am listening to a lot of depressing songs and this post most definitely reflected by state of mind.  Just saying )