i like to write down my thoughts sharing them with those who come into my life.i want to leave something behind, something that was worth being here.
i hope people are encouraged and enlightened by the words i write.
You and i might be old friends just talking.
Occasionally i may tell a story, share a poem or just give you my thoughts whether you want them or not. Some people, but very few, have listened and heard the real me. They read the words from my heart poured out into words and formatted to fit together in one place, which is my heart’s cry to understand people and help them understand one another.
i believe God gave me the ability to understand people through a gift. i have a gift of seeing their pain like black, empty holes needing to be filled -- needing filled up with love.
Pot-shots:
Some people have lots of small “pot-shots” holes, scattered throughout their soul. Pot-shots are words that come out of the blue, you rarely see them coming at first. You never know when one is going to hit a nerve and what would occur when that happens. The damages inflicted are at random over a course of several years until a pattern of self-loathing has been formed deep within the belief system. Behavior patterns known as habits begin to develop. Emotions that are suppressed become addictions. We reach for anything to comfort us to dull, numb or gain reprieve from the emotional or physical pain….drugs, alcohol, food, gambling, sex, shopping – anything addictive is an excess amount of time given to it until IT begins to control YOU. Belief systems that can also affect our choices can also grow beyond our control such as perfectionism, procrastination and popularity.
Craters:
Some people have extreme crater-like holes leaving gaping voids of emptiness. The initial tragic impact feels unbearable. Over time while the sands of time blow through your soul, the holes are reshape, formatted to fit your world, conforming to its from of living but your holes never go away. The wounds are too deep but not too deep for God.
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