Breaking Down! Breaking it down...

 Today on September 1, 2021

What a Friend I have in Jesus,  many times feels like the only friend.

He bears ALL my sins and griefs,  heartache as well!
What a privilege it is to have a friend indeed, to share everything with, and pray... 
The peace I forfeit, the pain I bear when I can't share...but I can always pray...

When the trials, the temptations, the trouble is EVERYWHERE;
the discouragement is real when I can't share... but I always have prayer...
I find the friend, the only friend whom my sorrows share...
Jesus knows I'm weak, my heart is heavy and I deeply care; so I have prayer...

He is my refuge, He is my strength;  so I pray...
Do your friends question you, has your family turned their back?  Just pray...

In His arms He'll take and shield me; I will find solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised Thou wilt all my burdens bear,
I  will forever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer.

Soon, on the other side of glory, there will be no need for prayer;
Rapture, praise and endless worship will be my sweet portion there!

What A Friend...

 So, today is September 1st. My heart is heavy, my explanation is valid but no one  cares to know why. I'm learning to take my cares to the Lord in prayer...

What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?

Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He'll take and shield you; you will find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised Thou wilt all our burdens bear
May we ever, Lord, be bringing all to Thee in earnest prayer.
Soon in glory bright unclouded there will be no need for prayer
Rapture, praise and endless worship will be our sweet portion there.

Nothing Really Matters To Me…

 Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to
Me, to me

Mamaaa,
Just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger,
Now he's dead
Mamaaa, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all
The time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooh
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango!

Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro - magnificoo

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go)(Never) Never let you go
(Let me go) (Never) let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me,
For meee

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows...

Heart to Heart

 My heart is conflicted. What do you say when your heart says go but your head says no? Recently I’ve been reminded that discernment is a gift but wisdom is a choice. There is so much I need to say but does biting my tongue make way for God to work or will I regret keeping my mouth shut? Past experience has been more like, throw discernment and wisdom out the window and make the regrettable choice. I'm accepting the fact that sometimes God gives parents the discernment to impart the wisdom and then we need to step away from the situation and watch them choose to soar over the mountain tops or possibly leap right off the cliff.  

From my heart to yours...I discern the proverbial cliff up ahead. I pray for God to light your path, keep your feet on solid ground, keep your eyes open wide, make wise choices and remember the valley below. You know it well, you've been there before. You're beautiful, smart, discerning and wise; you'll choose to soar or you'll choose to circle the mountain one more time.  I pray you soar. 

PRESIDENT TRUMP IS STILL MY PRESIDENT!

Been through it all as a parent in America; sickness, dating heartbreak, marriage, birth, divorce... but the stress, the anger and disappointment of this past election 2020 has been unprecedented. A lot has changed since my last entry. I've been out of the loop you could say. The barrage of emotions has immobilized me over the past 120 days since democrats the likes of Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer have stolen the election and replaced our great President Trump with a demented old man who can't string 3 words together without a teleprompter or note cards. Locked away in his basement, his handlers kept a close eye on him throughout the campaign season so he didn't make a fool of himself. 

Main Stream Media covered for him, Democrats protected him, Republicans ignored him...NOW WE'RE  STUCK WITH HIM! Hopes for a bright future have been destroyed with this illegal takeover of our White House. For 4 years we will be forced to watch this old demented man destroy everything President Trump has accomplished to make America great. Our only hope is the midterm election in 2022. Praying for President Trump's return in 2024...