My Ode to Frosted mini wheats

Frosted Mini-Wheats
Oh how sweet you are

Pouring you into my bowl of cold luscious milk
While you soak it up
Becoming just soft enough to not crunch

Sweet
But not too sweet
Perfect size for my mouth...
yummm...

Frosted mini-wheats
How I love thee
Let me count the ways.

Why is it...

that the people who supposed to be the ones who share the most love, are the ones who so many times, turn people away by their cold responses...?

I had this question for a long time.

I have been in the church all my life.

I've seen things and personally been through things that few know about.

If anyone had a reason to give up on people it was me.

But you know what?

People are people.

Humans are humans.

I had to learn at a young age to learn from those who hurt you and to cherish those who have and will always be there.
Not to put people on pedistals. Yes, I respect my authority and love them and pray for them. But why so many times do we get angry when maybe they aren't having a great day. Maybe they did make a bad decision or decisions. Maybe they said something off colored.

They're human.

And what's hardest is that, they are well aware of the higher standard God has placed them in. Isn't that all the more reason to have grace? Always listening to people's opinions, and worries, and complaints and everything else, day in and day out. Don't they deserve a day where they can relax?

Now please, don't think I'm saying, "well, they should have one day of the week where they can cuss and not care about anyone other than themselves." Because that's not it. All I'm trying to convey is ...

out of the number of times I've heard people leaving churches and giving up on people and love, I wonder if any of them stopped to think about talking to them. Not as a pion to a boss, but person of God, to person of God. Respect to respect.

Believe me, there have been many a time when I've been upset or downright angry about how something was going only to find out that they had no idea what was going on, or they had been going through some thick stuff and were off for a little bit. THEN I feel bad. THEN I have understanding.

But just a few seconds ago I was ready to let em' have it.

Love your authority.
Don't blame your not going to church or your relationship with God on another human being.

Don't make excuses.

I know when I go to heaven, I don't want to be like, "Well, God, if so and so hadn't done this to me, or if they would have just let me do this, I would have gotten your work done." Yeah, I don't think that would go over very well.

You have dominion. This is your life. You CHOOSE how you live it.

God told me tonight that the only thing stopping me is me.
The world is my oyster.
I just have to get out the opener and do it.

Same with you.
You LET those past things control who and what you are and aren't doing now.
Maybe not intentionally, but you are.

I have
And I work on it everyday.

I'm tired...

I'm tired of singin' this empty song
I thought I was so strong.
Oh, how wrong I was
How wrong I was
Sitting in the car crying tears...
Tears of fear

I'm tired of singin' this empty song
I'm not strong
Not strong

It's been sung too long
This damn old song

Time to sing something new
Something pretty
Something blue

Not time to sit anywhere crying tears of fear
Not time for fear

Time for something new
Something pretty
Somthing blue

How long?

Streaming sunlight on the blooming butterfly
How long before we let her fly
If we wait too long...
She'll die
Waiting to expose her wings
This blooming butterfly
How she longs to sing
Let her fly
Don't clip her wings