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One evening after work, I made way to the downtown fresh market to prepare for a dinner party I was having the next day.

I went in armed with my list to keep me from going astray and a small tote to carry my spoils back to my cute little chevy.

As someone that likes to think of themselves as a helpful person, I have often asked God to give me an opportunity to be an extention of His kindness…and yet often times when it came I’m usually lost in the throngs of my own worries and problems.

But on this particular day, my mind was clear and set for the upcoming event.

Unfortunately, after getting the bulk of my goods, I began to browse around and it was at that time I met a woman whose husband had hurt his back and was unable to accompany her to buy groceries.

Since they were relatively new to town and starting over they had no transportation. She told me she had asked 6 different people for help and 6 people denied her.

By the time she reached me she was almost desperate. I agreed to her. I didn’t get any bad feeling and she seemed genuine. I know a lot of you right now are thinking, “Yeah they always seem genuine at first.” Well she was!

When we approached the counter she turned around and bought all of my grocery as a thank you for my kindness. I was floored!

We exchanged contact and I saw her safely home.

My point in this is that not everyone is a thief or murderer or have evil intention. At one point in time, this nation was about helping not getting; giving not obtaining. Wicked people usually are those who at some point were hurt or misguided in life.

My goal is to be a blessing and a positive encounter to people regardless of what I may be going through.

What about you? Have you extended kindness today? 🙂

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As the new year begins, I would like to encourage and wish all a happy new year.

As the new year begins, it is my greatest hope to inspire and share likeness in taste, literature, and opinion once again and dare I say – with greater attention than before.  While I cannot say that I entered my new year with a bang or with much noise and excitement, but I did enter it with much joy and careful thought.

I have nothing further to say, but I can’t wait to see what other posts others have to share

Happy New Years My Friends

 

You might read that opening title and think, ‘is this person a dare devil or an adrenaline junkie?”

I am neither.

What is this about then? Other people who stare death in the face without realizing it.  The idea came from while I was driving to Jackson, TN for a weekend intensive conference (which is still ongoing, by the way), I watched as car after car after SUV after truck after eighteen wheelers (really!?) perform near miss as they weaved in and out of traffic. 

Let me tell you, the speed limit is 70 mph going along I-40 once you reach Madison County and I was going 80 (which wasn’t fast enough, apparently).  I’m driving and it just seemed like someone let loose some kind of toxic fog, because one minute I’m driving with the flow of traffic and suddenly people are on a mad spree barely missing other vehicles as they attempt to reach mach one in speed.

The scariest moment for me was when I was 15 miles outside of Jackson.  This black Mazda was speeding along pass me.  He barely (and I do mean barely) had room to merge to the Left lane without clipping the front of his vehicle and possibly ending in a disastrous out of control spiral.  

I’m thinking, this guy isn’t that crazy. He was. He sped up and cut in front of me, leaving one inch between himself and the back end of an eighteen wheeler. My heart dropped as I saw this. I couldn’t help think that if he had sped up a little too much he would have hit the eighteen wheeler and either swung into a ravine on his right, or into my car to his left possibly resulting in a pile up and a spot light on the 5′ o clock news.

Thankfully, none of the two happened.

So I suppose in a sense, I (consciously) stared death in the face, while they just kind of missed it as they swung passed his welcoming arms.

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While I was exploring the coastal beaches of Florida, I happened upon this embark in Clearwater.  I often visit different cities and habitats for inspiration in my writing or to grasp a setting a little better than relying on pure imagination. 

The wind was cool and the skies were gray. The people were scattered across the coast like Camden flowers. This little area was completely vacant, filled with a quiet solitude accompany by the anxious waves crashing against the bank. 

I inhaled; the salt air filled my lunges, sprinkles of water floating in the air softly caressed my skin. I was in a heaven that no one but myself could accessed.  It was mine and mine alone.

I was without sound or movement for about five minutes. That short time was the most therapeutic, most relaxing, and dare I say alluring span of time in my life.

Earlier this spring, I was coming home from a long week of exploring in Baltimore. In the midst of driving a terrible storm arose. I began to slow my car and adjust the thermostate in my car.

A few seconds passed and then window cleared and moments later the storm passed on. What greeted me next was a fog so thick…you could see barely a foot in front of you.

I kept driving while others pulled into a nearby rest stop. It felt like the fog would continue forever. Yet, the cloud began to part and beams of light flooded the road.

Oh you who has brought me the sun
Your beams of light make me gleam
As I brace the wind and run
With heavens’s light along the stream
Oh you who has given me hope
Let nothing drive us apart
Through the night my soul copes
As your rays help me soar

 While attending an engagement party of a close relative, one of the friends’ of the family toddler son was outside playing around among the adults and other children. They were all curious and fascinated by my cousin’s five year old Pomeranian-mixed dog.  You would think that this two year old would be so engrossed in his curiosity that the fact that his mother was leaving  (to pick up another friend) would not bother him so much. Yet, as soon as she started walking, he was right behind her. 

Now he’s where the awe and wonder comes in. She told him to stay with the kids and play and she would be back.  He stared at her and rubbed his eyes, but where most kids would normally cry, this tiny tot bit back his tears and held his head high.  I was simply amazed and moved by such bravery and show of will power to do as his mother had instructed.  We, as teenagers, young adults, or even adults are so quick to vocally or emotionally express our disdain or dislike for things, but in a young soul barely old enough to talk has outwardly displayed a life lesson…being patient and learning to obediently wait without complaint.

Now, his mother, normally a strict woman was so touched she brought him alive.  Relief flooded the young toddler’s eyes along with his rivers of tears.  I hope that I too can return to such a state, where simple things as being with family and friends will bring a tide of relief and joy to my heart and eyes.

     While driving from my hometown to Baltimore, I witnessed a remarkable sight. It was during the wee hours of the morning, probably about 4am. I was weary and lacking in sleep. However, I was determine to witness daybreak while in the inner lining of the mountains. By the time 5am rolled around, I was bouncing in my seat to techno music trying to stay awake. I intended to pull over and rest after the breaking of the dawn. Finally, at 5:30, light began peeping through the clouds. At 5:45, orange and red begin to explode like a sweeping fire across the sky. It was remarkable! The mountains as its back dropped made me truly appreciate my surrounds and the blessing of being able to live in such a place where I could see such a sight.   It brought about a poem.

“Oh, how I long for the colors of your gownIt’s red hues and orange sashes draping about.
Oh, how lovely, your most elegant crown”
Light blues with wispy pearls of a cloudy white
If only I could adorn you with purple silk
And place your throne upon the rolling hills
So that all could see your golden tresses
Complimenting your tone of smooth white milk
Floating about from dawn to dusk
Fading back into the night until the next morning light

Love in the Richness of Chocolate

There’s nothing like a day where you can express your feelings through a molding of a heart to someone you care about and love.