If a man says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar; for he who doesn’t love his brother whom he has seen, how can he love God whom he has not seen?
–1 John 4:20
Just behind this door resides a noble little fae
Who has an open heart of gold for those who’ve lost their way.
She gathers all her eensy friends;
They know just what to do.
They share their food,
They offer care,
They teach eternal truth,
No questions asked;
No judgments made;
No hoarding of “the loot.”
They know that one can’t pull a strap unless he has a boot.
-Lady G
A simple rhyme from LadyG’s imagination!
Anyway…
Lately, I find myself so disheartened by current events; especially in the U.S.
Seriously! I often wonder if people realize that our children are looking on as adults act like violent and malicious spoiled brats who are singularly focused on what is best for them and theirs.
Everything is…
MINE!
ME!
THEM! They are the problem!
What about US?
What’s our role?
What are we teaching our babies when we behave this way?
What are we teaching ourselves…The world?
We can do better!
Question, do all of the God-fearing folks really believe in and have reverence for God?
Simply put, you can’t love God in heaven while stepping all over your brother on Earth.
I’ve had enough!
And so…
I’ve created my own alternate world where love, kindness and generousity reign.
A beautiful and relevent song from my Beatle, “the quiet one,” George Harrison 💖🇬🇧What a beautiful soul he was 🙂
Give Me Love (Give Me Peace On Earth)
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .
PLEASE take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Won’t you please
Oh won’t you
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .
PLEASE take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
(Lyrics from Amazon)
Give it a listen quick before the link is snatched! LOL!
“Another Park, Another Sunday” by the Doobie Brothers Released in 1974
THIS!
Yes, that!
Talk about a groove that’s smooth and sincere?
A beautiful composition without a bit of pretension.
Baby, it’s nothing short of DIVINE!
Real instruments and harmonies?
Whaaaaaa?
That GUITAR is speaking to my heart y’all!
Peep that bass towards the end of this jam!
Lawd, it’s going all around town!
YAAASSSS!
You know what’s up!
Anyway, on a serious note, from time to time I catch myself feeling a bit blah.
The kids call it “feeling some type of way.”
Basically, it’s one of those emotions that you just don’t quite have words to describe.
Well, whatsoinever (Southern Black colloquialism alert) you decide to call it, you best believe that there’s an underlying reason for it.
Sometimes more than one 😉
I’ve found, when I take a closer look, that my mood tends to wane whenever I poke around too much in the past AND when I worry too much about the future.
What a nonsensical and impractical approach to time travel 🙂
It goes NOWHERE!
Anywhats, one thing’s for sure, if I allow myself to ‘feel some type of way’ for too long then I’m guaranteed to begin ruminating over all of my life experiences with:
Grief
Loss
Anxiety
Depression
Envy
Jealousy
Being overly sensitive
Regret
Hurt
Resentment
Anger
Sadness
Shame
Guilt
And on and on and on and on….
Don’t get me wrong, I know that as a human being I should display a full range of emotions. However, ruminating over them is never a good idea.
What’s funny is that some of these emotional states didn’t even necessarily originate with me. In essence, at some point, I wasn’t paying attention so I inadvertently picked them up along the way.
Can you say, “Relationships?”
I think you feel me 🙂
And so…
In order to cut this madness off at the pass, I allow myself to indulge those lowly feelings—ever so briefly.
How long you ask?
Oh…for about five minutes–you know, about the length of an average song 😉
And so…
Today’s affirmation: Right now, I choose to envelop myself in peace!
Now, you and I are going to take the duration of this song to sulk and coddle our inner wounds.
After it ends, I suggest that we promptly get into that place of peace–you know, over there with the Lord.
LOL!!!
Give it to ’em Doobies!
Video Credit: stlblair
My friends, what do you do to find peace?
I’m open to suggestions! Meet me in comments 🙂
Much love to you-as always,
Lady G 😘💋
If you’re an R&B/Soul music fan please check out the “My Jams” series under the Category “Music.” In that series, I highlight my favorite jams from 1966-1996. Beware, it contains strong language, adult situations and controversial observations.
The following text (in green) is the Mother’s Day Proclamation that was written by Julia Ward Howe in 1870.
From what I understand, Ms. Howe was addressing all mothers in reference to the great loss of life that occurred during the Civil War for both the North as well as the South.
Sadly, much of what is written in this proclamation is just as relevant today as it was in the late 1800’s —but for any number of different reasons.
My dear friends, I urge you to read this and reflect.
Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts, Whether our baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly: “We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies, Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience. We, the women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.”
From the bosom of the devastated Earth a voice goes up with our own. It says: “Disarm! Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.” Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence indicate possession. As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war, Let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead. Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means Whereby the great human family can live in peace, Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar, But of God.
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask That a general congress of women without limit of nationality May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient And at the earliest period consistent with its objects, To promote the alliance of the different nationalities, The amicable settlement of international questions, The great and general interests of peace.
Just sayin’ y’all!
***Thanks to this site for displaying this version of The Mother’s Day Proclamation
