Thanksgiving to me

Turkey and a lot to eat

Stomach fool, rest my feet.

Family gathered from all around,

Eat some more, then hit the ground.

Pass the gravy one more time.

Food is all over this rhyme.

Football and a bit of TV,

Is that what thanksgiving is for me?

Family is great and so's the food,

But what's the real point of the mood?

Thankful for many things,

And for stuff like toys and rings.

Family, friends and all together.

Even if befoul the weather.

Still a tugging in the heart. 

Turkey day has it's start,

But not of food though some may claim,

And with these words; the faith is lame.

For Jesus and the cross he bear,

Is the thankfulness we all should share.

So now as we call this day something new;

Is it a good thing? Should it be true?

Should we always be thankful?

Yes, We should ever be thankful!

Not on just the day of Thanksgiving,

Every day, because our GOD is living.

I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving, or turkey day, or whatever else you may call it. I celebrate thanksgiving everyday so the vernacular you choose doesn't matter to me! Do you agree or disagree? Tell me why in the comments.

The glass

Half full or empty is the glass, 

How you see it is based on your past.

How do you see the glass? I see that there's a glass and there is smithing in it and want to know what it is before I make the call. 

The window...

I peer into the window,
And through I see the soul.
I see a grassy meadow,
The sun is hung down low.
Clouds are gathered all round,
The shadows they do cast.
The rain already on the ground,
The storm's already past.
The sun, perhaps, isn't down low,
But only just coming up.
The sun is making it's way slow,
Your day is looking up.
I look away from the window,
Look up and I see you.
-  VMH

The eyes tell us so much, and while our face hides what we are going through the eyes struggle with the lie. Have you ever hurt? Have you ever put on a face only to have your eyes tell on you? I have, for a long time I hid my face in shame, then, after several years, I started to act tough an indomitable, but it was just a facade. I was hurt and in pain and wanted to tell someone, but was too afraid that I would be judged by my peers, family and friends. It was a tough time for me, but I made it through and perhaps you didn't go through the same struggles as I did, but I know you had some too. I'm here to tell you that they do get better and that they really do make you that much stronger! Don't give up and give in, but push through and be that much stronger.

A teacher's heart

I've noticed something about myself.
1. I have a hard time shutting up! (Yeah, I'm that guy that can have an entire conversation with your input. Sorry :x)
2. People still deal with me even knowing number 1.
3. I have always loved sharing what I have learned to help them grow with me.

I think 3 is the best part of me. When I learn something new I always have to share it. As I said in 1, I am that guy that can't stop talking, which is probably why I started a blog in the first place. When I'm really passionate about it I just talk about, and LORD help you if you have a question!

Once it begins,
it never ends.
I read all that I can find.
My mind sees all, then it bind.
Each word that's read stored in my mind.
Easily accessible for all to find.
Ask me once, then never again.
Be you new, or a long time friend.
Your watch you'll check, once then twice.
I'll talk so long, you'll burn the rice.
Stop me quick before I start!
Could it be because I have a teacher's heart?

Does anyone else suffer from this? Surely, I can't be the only person!?

A new teacher

    I have always considered myself a teacher except at my first job, -Lines Ref. and Center Ref. at the age of 11 and 12 for soccer. My first "real" job at Papa John's, my job at Sheridan's Frozen Custard, and at the call center. Heck, even at the dealership I was teaching computers and helping with the web design (I did terrible by the way). I even have experience as a teacher for Sunday school at my old church, but honestly I'm more of a talker than anything else.

    Well, now here I stand as teacher. It's now what I'm doing as my profession and I really enjoy it. It's difficult to separate myself from being in the class and staying on subject. My respect for any teacher has increased by tenfold and continues to grow still. I knew it was hard work, but I am continually learning just how much work it is. A teacher doesn't just work for 8 hours a day or 9, but in everything they do! Reading a book and growing themselves to help these precious minds grow.

    I'm still a new teacher, and I have much to learn, but I am thankful that I have great people next to me, with a teachers heart.

A lot I had learned,
and still have learned not.
My rank have I earned,
but perhaps I have not.
Still learning I am,
and always will be.
No matter how I plan,
I continue to grow me.
My eyes my grow weary,
and so with my mind.
My brain can be in a flurry,
but still I'll be kind.
They are the future,
of me and of you,
I must always be careful,
Of what it is I do.
Impressions are made,
and seldom are lost.
The shame might fade,
but it come with a cost.
So keep on the straight,
don't make them feel less.
Help shape these kids fate,
and become a success.

Teachers! Lend me your mind! Is there a book that has helped you find your success with the students? I'm teaching high school and I am really enjoying it!

Building blocks

One, and then another.
One on top of the other.
Higher still the stack goes,
How high? GOD only knows.
When will the stack fall?
Am I building all too tall?
When at last it crumbles down;
Will I be under it when it hits the ground?
Should I stack another up on top?
Will this one make it flop?
Am I on rock or sand?
Will my foundation help it stand?
The winds will come and they will bellow,
The sun be hidden, the sky not yellow.
The waters be fowl and they will crash,
Will your stack at last get dashed?


Where's your foundation? How firm is that foundation? I know where I've build my stack and house, but I also know that I'm lax to often and don't reinforce my foundation with the Word as often as I need to, am told to do so, or should.

Leaving the fear...

Finally, at last, the hinges rotate.

The anticipation is too much to take.

My palms are sweaty; heart is racing.

Before I go on, I notice I'm pacing.

For years I have longed to pass on through,

And yet here I am, unsure what to do.

Do I go in and continue? Do I stay and wait?

What is it truly; I anticipate?

Why do I see it there, before the door?

The fear it lingered there, I can't ignore.

The door is open and yet I pause.

I try to move forward, but can't find the cause.

Have I lost my way, or is it temporarily hidden?

Do I doubt so much that happiness is forbidden?

At long last I take a step, then quickly another.

I can't stop now; I fear I'll fall over.

I won't turn back and always wonder why.

I'm going through now, at least I can say, "I try."

I have always had opportunities, but I always allowed my chances to pass me by because I was to afraid to give it a go. I know I'd be a different person if I would have allowed myself to succeed. Am I alone, or does anyone else feel this way a lot of times?

What is it?

It surges, it swirls it goes round and round.
From up from my head, straight to the ground.
It dibbles, it dopps and never it stops,
Across the earth, and over rocks it hops.
When it leaves it waves, for quickly it's gone.
When it's gone, it's not quite, for it's not really done.
It breathes life into the earth, GOD's own reprieve,
To the drought that has been, and gives relief.
From the best to the worst,
It can quench all your thirsts.
The runner, the walker and even the trotter,
You matter not, because it's...

Bored lol. Quick, what's your guess!

Stay the course.

I fell off the wagon, fell off of the horse.
Couldn't hold on, couldn't say the course.
Stumbled many-a-times, to the left and the right.
I tried to hold on, tried with all of my might,
But still I let go and continued to fall.
I've wonder so far away, I can't hear the call.
The summer has past, the autumn to winter,
My heart it does sink, but still I endure.
With spring on it's way, I know I can last,
And keep pushing through, until this all pass.
Then, once at last, when my heart has it's strength,
I'll go on again, down the course at great length.
Fall once again, or stumble and get hidden,
And I'll be alone again, but not forgotten.


I've been lost many times, confused, scared and seemingly alone, but when I've come through the circumstance I always find that I'm never alone. For that, I am thankful indeed!

Spinning!

Around, and around, and around I go,
Will I stop?
I don't know.
When will I drop?
Looking up, now looking down,
As I spin, all around.
I stop again,
and go the other way.
My head does spin,
And I fall away.

I love to spin around with my girls. What about you? I enjoy trying to keep up with a ceiling fan, but that could just be me.

Dare to Dream

Dreams come, and they go.
They flitter, they flow.
Flying in the sky,
Wave your day goodbye.
It doesn't matter if it's light.
It doesn't matter if it's night.
It doesn't matter if you sleep.
Still your dreams will keep,
Your mind soaring through the air,
Day pass by, without a care.
Keep your dreams and make them true,
If they fade, then make them new.
Once your dreams are all gone,
That's when a new dream has begun.

I've dared to dream many dreams and now I make changes to take them from dream to reality and yet, still I dream. I love to dream. Do you still dream? Are you living your dream, or have they flown by?

Firefly

You light up the night,
and not the day.
You glow and you show,
the world your play.
Here, then there,
Seems like you're everywhere.
A brief flame that show,
Like a quick glow.
You have many names,
But they're all the same.
On your beauty some rely,
You're my favorite firefly.

I love Fireflies. They are so amazing, to me. Many bioluminescence animals are amazing to me, but these especially. What's your favorite bioluminescence creature?

Zombies

Your eyes glazed over,
Your moth is agape.
The night is over,
Your not even awake.
You groan,
You moan,
You feel the hunger inside.
Your prey cannot hide.
Numb is your brain,
As your habits claim,
The direction that you go.
You do everything
You already know.
Day in and day out,
You complete the daily task.
Do do things without a pout,
And you don't even ask,
"Why do I do this mindless thing,
Every single day?"
Shouldn't my brain have some say?"


Ha! not what you thought. How many of you thought it was about Shawn of The Dead type zombies, or Night of the Living Dead? Sorry to disappoint you, but it isn't. I had been a mindless zombie before with my job and life. Just woke up and did everything I was expected to, but I have broken away from this. Anyone else broken away as well?

Mirror

Mirror, mirror
Who do you see?
When I look at you,
Is it really me?
Reflection oh, is it true,
As my eyes see straight through.
They pierce,
They cut,
They're fierce,
They're put,
My mind into a spin,
So dirty, I see my sin.
Could that be me?
That it is I see?
I hardly recognize my face.
I now have replace,
Could that be me?
Could it be...
Me?

For the longest time I hated looking into a mirror. I would see this person that I despised and hated all at once. I couldn't get past it. Brushing my teeth, my hair, shaving or putting my contacts in. It took a peace that I could only get when I found salvation in Christ, and from nothing else. Have you ever experienced this before? Have you ever looked into the mirror and not recognized yourself?

238 years ago...

It's crazy to think that 238 years ago, our country was founded. For those in a different country, that is the United States. From those 13 colonies we grew into the nation we have today. I have always been proud to be an American and proud to be from Texas. Although the date is disputed I celebrate the 4th of July. So, Happy Independence day everyone!

My country, my country
Proudly I say,
Today is the day,
The nation was made.
Heroes were made,
and many were lost.
Steep was the cost.
America, America,
My country, America,
I look to the sky,
I see my flag fly,
And a tear in my eye,
Comes to me as I see,
Thy sweet majesty.
America, sweet America,
To the soldiers of present and past,
The warriors that dies and didn't last,
Thank you, for what you do,
For, without you,
We wouldn't have,
My precious America.

Happy Independence day US of A and to my fellow countrymen. GOD bless!

Incoming storm

It sizzles,

It fizzles,

It booms,

And pops.

It's constant, so constant,

And It just won't stop.

There in the distance, 

I see it coming.

Above the horizon the storm,

Is humming,

And whirling. 

Adorn in thunder,

And wonder.

I stand idly sill,

Until it comes,

Now I can feel,

The rain it drums, 

The thunder it clashes,

And lighting it burns and bashes.

Oh it's warm,

This storm,

As this downpour begins to form.

Howling and beckoning,

It's circling...

I've been caught in many metaphoric and actual storms. I think metaphoric storms are pretty terrible too. What do y'all think?

Once lost

I fell a lot when I was younger, but the worst fall I ever had was falling from GOD. It wasn't even a fall it was more like a tumble into snow that kept building until I almost hit the bottom which was covered with jagged rocks. I'm so thankful I'm no longer in that place and that I'm no longer that person.

I played a game and I got bit

And most of me was lost

I found myself deep inside a pit

And there was an oh so high cost

Deep within the hole I dwell

Waiting for someone to find me

How long I waited in that hell

Please constantly I plea

But from that darkened land I did see

A light shining in the distance

And GOD when I was closer to He 

The lower my resistance

Higher now my head is raised

Because by his design

Jesus was slain and then was raised

And now he says, "He's mine!"

It took so much for me to admit I was wrong on almost all (if not all) levels. I hated being in that dark place.

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Fall apart

I've been broken and dashed and dragged along the ground. I've been beaten both verbally and physically and when it was said and done, I found peace from the once place that I had turned away from because "I could handle it on my own." As I got older, though, I found that I was way wrong and had to readjust my life and break new habits that I developed that were terrible.

I strongly believe that things fall apart
friendship, family and even your heart
but there is something mysterious and true
it'll keep you together like the strongest of glue
There is a big book that's where you start
and as soon as you pull some of those pages apart
You'll look and you'll find, something new
it's really quite old, but it's very new to you
It's called the bible and truth is its start
the more pages you turn the more you'll grow smart
For deep in those pages, are skies of blue
and flue for your heart and solace for you.

Have you ever turned away from GOD? I did, for 10 years I walked away and found myself more in pain and alone then I had ever before.

Irrational

I've done many things without thinking them through. I moved out of my home because my mom and I got into a big fight, I quit a job and didn't have any plans afterwards and even quit college because of my parents. Everything I did was life changing for me and caused issues for me as well. I did a lot of stupid things and most were from being #irrational. I'm so glad I'm older and can keep myself from being childish, but I still remember how it made me feel.

I'm angry and your not listening

My eyes are red and glistening

From the tears of anger swelling

No word you say is compelling

I've already started contemplating

How to get rid of your complaining

I feel myself again refraining

My feeling inside I'm detaining

And need to get out and inhale

But you see I am in hell

No longer can I still dwell

Because I've broken from you spell

And now the truth I must go tell

And now my pride it does swell

So I must leave before I yell

I'm angry and frustrated if you can't tell

I'm leaving and nothing you can say

Will change my mind to want to stay

It isn't a matter if I can pay

To get out this is the only way

I'll see you in another day

To get my stuff if that's okay

And if it isn't it matters not

Because it's happening either way

And now I'll be on my way

And case I change my mind today

I'm irrational and may regret

And one day you just might forget

And hope that you'll forgive.

For see I fight for fighting sake

And hear your heart I hope not to break

My mind is muttled and can't think

Have you ever done something irrational? How did it effect you?

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Alone

I know this next post is a little dark, but I felt like I needed to write it. I want to be as honest as possible in this blog and that includes all emotions I have had, past present and future. I've grown up like this and I hope I was able to convey how I felt when I was younger not too long ago and I always felt that the "Christians" would give me a kind word. Now that I am a Christian I try hard to not come complacent and allow people to dwell in corners alone.

Hidden in a corner bare

There sit a child young and scared

Says to the world, "I don't care!"

But don't believe the things he aired

Cause when you look into his eyes

You can see through the simple disguise

And know in his heart of hearts it's a lie

But still he says it to deny

The fact that he still wants to cry

And hopes and prays that someone pry

So silently still he will stay

And hope that things will end okay

Only GOD can be the key

To help him to become free

But who is there to teach him how

When satan is constantly on the prowl

A kind word he's waiting for

Instead you just shut the door

So he sits and contemplates 

He takes it in, absorbs the hates

-VMH

Can you relate? How did you overcome it, or are you still there?

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