Best Pic Ever

OMG I love this pic...Too CUTE!!!!!!

Sunday Verse

For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. (Ephesians 2:8, 9 KJV)

The Pirate Ship That I Rode!!!⛵

This goes to my peeps in Jersey....

I rode on a pirate ship,

But it was like no other.

It was big...

No,

Oh no it was HUGE..,

And orange. 

It had so many levels and rooms...

Like a video game.

But it wasn't just the ship that amazed me,

Because when I looked out over the water...

It was green!

Not like the other pictures that you see,

Where the water is blue.

But what made my head spin...

Was the name of it!

Because most pirate ships have scary names...

Like Sea Hag, or Black Death.

No 

No 

No

It was named...

The Ferry

Riddle 2

What instrument can make any sound

And be heard, but not touched or seen?

Some things

There are some things in life that can't be ignored. Some things  that never let you be. That jumps and bumps and boggles your mind. Some things that...

Feel Good Friday👍

Hay you ever done something so good that it mAde you feel super good on the inside too? Well I did that today and it made my day. I hope that you can feel that good too. 

-Feel Good Friday👍

Riley M 

Black & White

   When you look at these black an white picture what do you see? Do you see the faces of people at an old movie theater wearing 3D glasses? Do you see a snowy street or a tiger looking to the left?
Or even a crowd of people with one man in the middle holding up a sign that says "A BETTER WORLD IS POSSIBLE"? Do you know what i see? I see three colors. Not one, two, or even fifty. I see three and those three are black...white...and everything in between.

Riddle

What is it that has four legs,

One head and a foot?

 Comment on what you think it is.

Sunday Verse

For do I now persuade men, or God? Or do I seek to please men? For if I still pleased men, I would not be a bondservant of Christ. (Galatians 1:10 NKJV)

Day and Night

The sun rises
Then It sets

The moon shines
The night's protector
It watches over the dreams

Then...
Finally...
It too sleeps
Fading into to light

And the sun then says
Hello

Bible Verse

My little children, let us not love in word or in tongue, but in deed and in truth. (I John 3:18 NKJV)

Do You Ever...

   Do you ever think that there is so much crap going on at once? Do you ever wonder why the sunrise is the way that it is? Do you ever...
   This is a question that I ask myself all the time. Every minute of the day is filled with a question and this is one of mine. I wonder, question, think, but rarely do I ever ask. I never ask people my questions and never wonder out loud. I don't do this because I think that I will be judged wrongly because I wonder what we would all do if we didn't wonder or wonder what would do if we were all bubbles. So I don't. I keep my mouth shut and hold my tongue. So I dare you to WOL (Wonder Out Loud). So go ahead and start...

Go Reds

Hay fellow bloggers/readers I am at the Reds game. Go Reds!!!!!!! ⚾

Imagine This...

A blade of grass waving gentaly in the air. Held down by it's roots it stays grounded. But it hopes for more. It dreams to be tall. As tall as the mountains. It holds it's head up high. It's thoughts in the clouds. Hoping. Dreaming. Wishing, to be tall.

Light

The light flows through the windows.
It floads the floors and,
Fills the room.
If you hold your hand up to it,
You feel it's warmth and then,
It hugs you.
Raps you in a delightful blanket.
Makes you feel safe and sound.
Like a small child going to bed,
Not having to worry about monsters under them.

A Name

A name,

To some it defines you,

Tells the world who you are,

A fancy word on a name tag,

Or even on a store window,

Bill board,

Street sign.

So what is a name?

And a Shakespeare once said...

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

Life and Your Journey Through It

We close doors,
And open windows.

We draw the curtains,
And turn on the lights.

We reach for the stars,
Till we have no more ladder left.

We walk and walk,
Till the sidewalk ends.

We find the safety of your homes,
And find that where ever our heart is we feel at home.

We are born one day,
And die the next.

But we all go though a journey,
A that journey is called life.

Stars

They twinkle in the sky
They glitter

Sparkle

And shine

They show us the way home

And rock us to sleep

And you may wonder

What they are

But just to let you know they are not what you think

They are...

 Twinkling

 Glittering

Sparkling

Shinny

Little

Fire Flies




"We are all of us stars, and we deserve to twinkle."
-Marilyn Monroe

The Writer

I have no home,
So I lie in the grass.

I feel no pain,
So I pretend to cry.

I do not "fit in",
But neither do you.

I don't have much,
But I do have words.

My words are my world.

They are my doorway
out of this life of mine.

I could be a new person
With a new choice,
Or a run-a-way grandma
Who is in a chase,
Or even a very fancy grape.

I could live in a world all of my own.

One that I create all on my own.

I could live on a green moon,
Or a purple Mars.

I could live a life that I want.

A life like a dream.

A life like a cloud in the breeze.

And no one can stop me,
Oh no,
Not even you.

Sunday Verse

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Sunday Verse

Proverbs 18:2 NKJV

A fool has no delight in understanding, But in expressing his own heart.

Happy Early 4TH!!!!

Hello the the very few people who read this blog. I just wanted to tell you all that I know that it is early but I want to wish you a happy 4th of July!!!!!!!!

Sunday's Verse

Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.

One in Another... Continued

   I could not believe the sight of the girl that I looked at. I knew that she was a stranger but she had a gently look in her eye. A look that I had seen before. I couldn't say where or when but it was a look that was implanted in my memory. A memory that had faded little since last looked upon.

                                                                ~

   After a time of gazing into that puddle I started walking. I began walking to the village that I had seen before. But for a split second I hesitated. I wondered what would happen as I stepped into that small village. I wondered if I would be excepted into their daily lives. I wondered... but I kept on walking. Walking toward that small village. With it's small people and small things. It's small church steeple and small fields of veg that is most certainly not forgotten because it bursts with bright red, orange, and yellow crops. I walked on and on until I was there. In that small village. I saw the church and the things. I saw the field with the crops of red, orange, and yellow. But most importantly I saw the people and what they were doing on this day. I saw that they bustled around trying to find what the were looking for and to the places that they needed to be. I could tell that they all look for some thing that they all longed for. Something that they rarely thought about because just the thought would make them want it more even though they knew that they could never have it. Though I don't know why but I felt compelled to help them, but I don't know how to do that. I don't know what they want or even how to get it. I then asked my self ' do they deserve it?' So I kept walking through that village and wonder while I wondered...

Sunday Verse

Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.

Sunday Verse

Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.

Sunday Verse

Galatians 5:24 KJV

And they that are Christ's have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts.

Gold

-->         Some may say that a fish has neither woes nor worries. Pets, you may say, have it the best. Though you may be wrong…

SPLASH!!!

         I started to awaken from the blow of hitting the water. It felt as though I fell on the hard, stone cold, sidewalk material you people know as concrete, instead of the soft, clear liquid that I had called home all my life. I looked back at my silky tail to see if it was still there and when did I saw that it was indeed there, along with the unchangeable, defaced, stubborn scars. But there was nothing and no one else. I was not with the others that I had known for so long. I was alone. In a prison that was deserted other than me.

         Like any inmate that I knew, and for your information yes I was in to doghouse for sometime but I would not like to say why because I am not proudest of it. Any way, any good, and I stress GOOD, inmate would know that there is always a way out. So I ran as fast as I could until…

THUMP!

         Bouncing of the glass, I shook it off, and charged again.

Then again, and again. Then once more, because I was only so desperate. I probably hit every spot of transparency on that invisible wall. Finally giving up, I took a nap. I figured that if I slept I could lose the pounding head ache and regain some strength, along with some dignity.

         When I came to I looked around. I saw the baby blue sky, the growing green trees, and the birds. Oh the birds, how I envy them. Then I got up and thought about flying. I thought about trying to fly but soon changed my mind because I remembered Jimmy, rest in peace my good old friend. So I just started swimming around. I think I made about twelve laps around that cell before I just got bored. So I started talking to the rocks that I soon came to know as Rocky.

         “Hello Rocky!”

         “…”

         “How’s the weather down there?”

         “…”

         “Are you shunning me?”

         “…”

         “Me, your only friend in this place! You are shunning ME!”

         “…”

         “Well I hate you too. Now I am shunning you.”

         “…”

         “Starting now.”

         Since Rocky was so obviously ignoring me, I decided to talk to Sherlock, the seaweed.

         “Hi buddy!”

“…”

“Not you too,” …

And so it went on until I was bored with that, so I blew bubbles. Which wasn’t much better. So I slept some more. Then…

SPLASH!!!

         Then there came another. She was the kind of fish that others would want only for her beauty. Her scales shimmered in the gleaming sun and her tail flowed behind her like limp butterfly wings.

“Hello?”

“What? What? What do you want?” I said hiding behind Sherlock. I could not stand the thought of her seeing me with the scars of my past life.

“Where am I”

“A better question is, what is your name?”

“Bonnie, Bonnie the goldfish”

“Clyde, Clyde Goldfish”

“How do you do? And can you tell me where I am?”

“A fishbowl. An ugly, boring, with nothing to do fish bowl. So make yourself at home because we’re gonna be here awhile,” I told her with the most serious face I could put on.

“Well is there a way out?”

“No”

“Not one spot you haven’t tried?”

“No”

“But isn’t there…”

“Stop asking questions!” I yelled. And I mean yelled. It felt like an earthquake because of the vibrations hitting the inside of the bowl.

         It was quiet again.

         Days past and we didn’t speak. I swam circles and she would take a deep breath, then go to the surface to look around. She would talk to herself at times but that was it. One day though, things got strange.

         I soon learned that our “owner” was a scientist, like the ones in the movies that are complete psychos. He studied all different types of things, but recently he was interested in the domesticated goldfish. One day, though, he put a weird tube in our bowl. The tube was connected to a gas tank that said LAUGHING GAS on it. He turned the knob on the tank and started taking notes. I felt a little tired and fell asleep.

         When I woke up I felt dizzy and I could see that Bonnie was bumping repeatedly into the wall. I soon started laughing uncontrollably.

         It turns out the doc put laughing gas in our bowl to see what the effects were on fish. So I was a guinea pig for life.

         We died three days later from what you might say was “laughing to death”. the psycho that killed us is still on he loose and killing more fish like us.  So that was my life. In a fishbowl. I lived with a beauty of gold and did nothing for it.My only hope is that who ever reads thins will do other wise, because when you have something, as I did, you don't want to set them free.

-Clyde Goldfish

A Walk in a Graveyard

    One cold, dark Halloween night, I decided to take a shortcut through the graveyard. I walked along the bent fence all the way to the rusted gate. The grass was dying and the leaves were falling. I stepped in a crunchy pile of brown leaves. There were acorns all over and the branches of the tall trees swayed in the breeze. The full moon and stars were shining brilliantly bright. I suddenly hit something with my foot. I looked to see what it was and saw a small grey headstone in my way. I heard a faint crying sound in the distance. I looked over my left shoulder to see a little old woman standing there holding a bundle of wilted red roses. She had tears running down her face, leaving little watery trails that the others would follow. She couldn’t stop the tears from flowing as she looked at the grave of a loved one. She was wearing a large brimmed black hat that hid some of her face, but not all. It looked very fancy with it’s small black flowers, white lace, and silver stitching. She placed the bundle and a small glowing lantern on the grave. As I looked away I put my hands in my pockets. I found a small colorful piece of candy and popped it in my mouth. It tasted both sweet and sour. As I rolled it in my mouth I started my journey back home.

Sunday Verse

But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.