Wednesday

1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

4. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8. Love never fails.

Monday

Amen.

Jesus I ask that you protect our soldiers, the men and women serving every day. Give them the strength to go another day. Give them the courage to fight for what they believe is right. May their families believe in you and your will and grace to keep their soldiers under your protection. May the Holly spirit be with each soldier each day. I love you Lord. Thank you for being who you are. In Jesus name i pray. Amen.








Sunday

My Daily Anthem

Closer to my Dreams.

On November 26.2011

This guy. A man. An amazing man of God. He got down on one knee. Because he saw in me so much potential that i couldnt even begin to see in myself. Out of every girl he has ever met, every girl he ran across. If we were all in line i had to be like the 19485767484757th one. He decided that I am that one soul that would complete him. That one that he knew in the back of his head, "Thats her". And now we start this journey. A beautiful journey with God as our guide, our dependent, our strength. Im like the mirror to his soul but a queen. So he gave me this.............


Dare to BE different.

Tell me when you're ready to do something that you've never seen done before. I'll back you up 100.

Jeffrey Cambell Footware.

These boots are made for walking and stopping you from talking mid sentence.










Tuesday

Im A Peacock

Im not of a certain feather and i dont flock.

Friday

Maybe Life Has A Loop Hole

In my thoughts to breathe is the horizon to signing your life ,
If I couldn't walk in your footsteps even If there was one left
I guess It's easier enough to ride a bike ,
to realize I've been trained for everything I encountered ,
cried a million times without her, just for my pluse to scream even louder ,
and just expire enough to even sour ,
I know I lost a couple homies , and friends that forgot to know me ,
remember when things happened like memories in action ,
but I never even saved the pictures caption , but left it in my brain to imagine ,
It use to be that music that we'd tune in , girls would groove and then lose there perfume scent ,
party after party after another bad argument ,
and I'd hardly get to say sorry but I'm sorry I'm not innocent ,
relationships involve thinking and shit just call it battleship ,
whats this for just throw me over board because I can't handle it ,
packed in between the scene like cheese on sandwhiches ,
but just enough to manage it with superman covered bandages ,
sometimes the world we live in isn't always close to paradise ,
those moments sucked enough to bite you deep inside like parasites ,
stressed sometimes result to gettin high and focus on the calmness ,
I just hope I don't go nuts like almonds ,
I support success without a question ,
and love freedom of speech thats completely breathless ,
If only I could change the world enough to just get by ,
but life is like a video game and then you die.

By the bro Sean J

Monday

Judging till Distruction

--A poem by Me--

So you think you have an idea so you feel as though you know but you dont.
She walks around with her head held high and such.
But you judge so you dont care as much.
When she leaves the public eye, Her head drops, there's a sigh.
To the blind eye she's alright.
But i see her hide inside, cry inside.
And im determined to find out why.
So i pray to the heavens above to let me walk in her shoes for one day and one night.
I wake up and i am her. i am in her. now its me apart of her.

I call us 'We'.
We wake up early 3:45am.
We say a prayer. We say amen.
We clean this house of seven bed rooms before the parents awake.
We cook and clean so everybody but 'We' can have a good day.

We rush out the house forschool as we wipe the tears away.
We feel as though school is a bitter sweet escape.
Because now we must fake.
The designer clothes creat an illusion that we're okay.
And we're content with the fact that people think we're better than everyone.
Because at home we dont exsist. We aint shit.
And its cool that dudes use 'We' just for our beauty. Its better than using our face just to hit.
And yeah we keep lookin in this mirror to maKe sure the make-up is covering the bruises.
It's cool that the girls hate us and say that we're cocky.
Its better than getting knocked to the floor as soon as we enter the door of our home. So use to it by now its not even shocking.

So as we lay down at night ipray to the heavens above that i am released from this girls body so i can help her.

Now its the next day and i cant wait to make a difference. But it seems as though she found a greater escape.

Between life and death she saw no difference.



*Are you judging till distruction? Do you know what somebody is really going through before you open your mouth and eyes to creat a image of who you think they are. Our struggles are so different. To you somebody might have all the riches in the world. But riches do not make the soul. Beauty does not make the heart. And neither give you life.*

Comfort.

I was never comfortable.
I am never comfortable.
I will never be comfortable.

The only comfort I have is in God.

But while here on this earth. There is no way. The one thing I have not been able to escape on this earth is the will to never settle. Now whether thats bad or good. I have yet to find out. I just cant get too comfortable with the people i know. I cant be comfortable with the city I live in. I cant find comfort in my job and I dont find comfort in my fashion. I cant find comfort in a promise. I dont find comfort in my mind. The only thing I find comfort in, complete comfort, is in GOD! I close my eyes and pray. And the world vanishes. And the comfort I find in God is enough. Enough to get me through, another day on this earth, where I am completely uncomfortable.

Tuesday

I hate that I dont know my bestfriend anymore.

San Diego, California



A true art.

You cant understand dance if you're not a dancer. Thats what i've learned.


Truth.