Pomp and circumstance take center stage at a ball given by royalty. Ladies adorned in armored gowns walk politely around the ballroom. A knight of medieval chivalry is not so well endowed with protection. For any gentleman Who would know such a Fair Maiden, covered in her impenetrable shell. It will be a guessing game as to what her beauty holds, for little is revealed beneath the veneer and the makeup. It would be easier to come to carnal knowledge in a convent where perhaps Devine eyes would look away. Such was the way of trying to engage the Victorian tryst, it would be easier to understand a Shakespearean play.

A thing that should be filled with wonder, smiles and a safe place to dream. Toothless laughter at the most silly things. Crayon marks on the wall, mommy how big am I today? They grow up in such a hurry, and it ought not be that way. The life of a child should be simplicity and filled with hopes and dreams. It should last longer than 50 Summers it seems. Oh but alass imagination Fades away and problems come and take childhood away. So for the precious moments that last for a little while, let children be children and cherish the life of a child.

Why did there have to be a rugged tree? Why did he have to die that way you see? Why did innocent blood have to pay the cost? Why did they have to nail him to an Old Rugged Cross? God our creator loves everyone, but because of sin something had to be done. The covenants he made, We're Never Enough. Man would always find a way to become corrupt. In our  weakness, in our Foolish Pride, God needed a way to bridge The Divide. So he went and ask Heavens Holy One, the captain of the Heavenly Host to be the one begotten. Giving up his title and His glory, he obeyed the father's will. To become the perfect sacrifice, and die on a lonely Hill. Between two thieves, he paid the final cost. The perfect lamb was slain and victory was won but at terrible loss . So great was our Father's Love, that there had to be a cross.

To the person that is thirsty I shall give water to drink. To those who are hungry I will give them that they may eat. To those who are lonely I will be a comfort and a friend. To those that have no hope, I will show them the way forward. As often as I may, to those that are in need. I will do that which I can, I shall be a blessing indeed.

When morning glories blossom in the first few of the day. When pale silver clouds give way to beams of sunlight. When I feel a soft gentle breeze is blowing in through linen curtains. When I hear children stirring and Echoes of inpatient laughter. When the birds sing a new after a long Starry Night. I will rise and feel refreshed in my soul, for heaven has brought me through into a new day. I will kneel my self in reverence and give thanks for the blessings I have. I will be filled with New Hope for the glories of the beauty that I have seen. I will know true peace and contentment, when the morning touches me.

If you want my respect , then you have to earn it! It's not going to be easy, but I promise that it's worth it. The things that I want money cannot buy. So if you want to earn my loyalty then you can't be shy. I don't have time for players not when it comes to this game. So you better know how to man up, when it comes time to play. If you can give me what I'm looking for, then you'll see what's next. It's going to be a lot of hard work, but if you're willing to put in the effort that's how you earn my respect.

Why can't I tell others what I think? Who says I don't have a right to speak for myself? Why do you get to make those decisions? Who says Society has a right to silence my voice? Why does your point of view matter more than mine. Why do you have a right to deny me my point of view? Just because we disagree, does that mean I cannot advocate for what I believe? I thought self-expression was my right? Why can't I speak?