It doesn't matter how hard you try.
It doesn't matter what you give.
It doesn't matter the effort you put forth.
It doesn't matter how much you sacrifice.
It doesn't matter.
It's never enough.
Try again tomorrow.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
At last!
Some quality writing to put on here!
Written by a dear friend:
"You"
Written by a dear friend:
"You"
Will you ever know?
Will you ever see?
That you are more…
That you are one, alone,
Not two, not three
Only one, of you.
No other is the same,
No duplicate can be found,
No carbon copy,
But THE original
One that means so much.
Yet knows so little…
Will you ever see?
That you are more…
That you are one, alone,
Not two, not three
Only one, of you.
No other is the same,
No duplicate can be found,
No carbon copy,
But THE original
One that means so much.
Yet knows so little…
©2012 Ella
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Measure A Man
What is a Man? No, not a male who has "come of age" but a real Man.
Following is my opinion of what a man should be, and the type of man that I would like to be.
The essence of a true man should come from within, when you look at a man, regardless of what he may look like to the eye, you should be able to see that he is a man at heart. There is only one source for this essence that fuels a man, and that is the One True God, our Father. Without a heart that seeks, and submits to Christ, a man can never be more than a shell of what he should be. But a man who knows by whom he was created and who draws his strength from God knows no boundaries. - All other facets of a man stem from this basic tenant.
A man should be strong, and his strength needs to be founded not only in his physical abilities, but in his mind, in his emotions, and in his spirit. A man is the pillar that stands on the cornerstone of Christ in a Christian family, and his wife and children will seek their strength in him. He must be rooted firmly enough that he can draw strength from God to give them even in his weakness.
A man should be genuine, with no duplicity of character. When you meet him and get to know him, who he is, the basis of his character should be clear, and unwavering. To over-simplify what you see should be what you get.
A man should be educated, and be able to educate his children, to nurture and to guide them into the paths of righteousness. A man should be learned in all things, so to be prepared for the unexpected, and should be skilled to deal with the ordinary.
A man should be dependable and trustworthy, honest in all of his words and dealings, tactful in his delivery. If you cannot trust his word, his character cannot be trusted.
A man should be willing to give his life in defense of his family, and should be ready to defend them in any situation.
A man should be capable of tending his home, and his property.
A man should be tempered and gentle, soft-spoken and not quick to wrath. He should not deal with his family in anger, but with determined love.
A man should be able to provide for his family, by skill or by trade, yet never willing to depend upon the generosity of others or the state while he is capable of work.
A man should be future minded - planning, and preparing for things to come, yet able to live in the moment and put off the worries of tomorrow, trusting God to care for him.
All of these should flow from a heart that seeks to live a life that is pleasing to God, and that emulates Christ in all of his actions. A real man should be singular in his purpose, and multifaceted in its achievement.
A real man should be wise in his understanding, quick to mirth, slow to anger, diligent in his learning and teaching, and respectful of all he encounters.
There is more that I should say, but words fail me this afternoon.
I endeavor to be the kind of man I have described, yet I fail often. But I trust God to continue to lead and guide me in the ways which He has planned for me.
I hope that someday I will be a man worthy of children, and the responsibility of raising them according to Biblical principles.
Following is my opinion of what a man should be, and the type of man that I would like to be.
The essence of a true man should come from within, when you look at a man, regardless of what he may look like to the eye, you should be able to see that he is a man at heart. There is only one source for this essence that fuels a man, and that is the One True God, our Father. Without a heart that seeks, and submits to Christ, a man can never be more than a shell of what he should be. But a man who knows by whom he was created and who draws his strength from God knows no boundaries. - All other facets of a man stem from this basic tenant.
A man should be strong, and his strength needs to be founded not only in his physical abilities, but in his mind, in his emotions, and in his spirit. A man is the pillar that stands on the cornerstone of Christ in a Christian family, and his wife and children will seek their strength in him. He must be rooted firmly enough that he can draw strength from God to give them even in his weakness.
A man should be genuine, with no duplicity of character. When you meet him and get to know him, who he is, the basis of his character should be clear, and unwavering. To over-simplify what you see should be what you get.
A man should be educated, and be able to educate his children, to nurture and to guide them into the paths of righteousness. A man should be learned in all things, so to be prepared for the unexpected, and should be skilled to deal with the ordinary.
A man should be dependable and trustworthy, honest in all of his words and dealings, tactful in his delivery. If you cannot trust his word, his character cannot be trusted.
A man should be willing to give his life in defense of his family, and should be ready to defend them in any situation.
A man should be capable of tending his home, and his property.
A man should be tempered and gentle, soft-spoken and not quick to wrath. He should not deal with his family in anger, but with determined love.
A man should be able to provide for his family, by skill or by trade, yet never willing to depend upon the generosity of others or the state while he is capable of work.
A man should be future minded - planning, and preparing for things to come, yet able to live in the moment and put off the worries of tomorrow, trusting God to care for him.
All of these should flow from a heart that seeks to live a life that is pleasing to God, and that emulates Christ in all of his actions. A real man should be singular in his purpose, and multifaceted in its achievement.
A real man should be wise in his understanding, quick to mirth, slow to anger, diligent in his learning and teaching, and respectful of all he encounters.
There is more that I should say, but words fail me this afternoon.
I endeavor to be the kind of man I have described, yet I fail often. But I trust God to continue to lead and guide me in the ways which He has planned for me.
I hope that someday I will be a man worthy of children, and the responsibility of raising them according to Biblical principles.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Do Not
Do Not...
Accuse me of being Innocent.
Call me Naive.
Think that I would not understand.
Assume that I am Ignorant.
Perceive that I don't care.
Ignore me.
Just. Don't.
Accuse me of being Innocent.
Call me Naive.
Think that I would not understand.
Assume that I am Ignorant.
Perceive that I don't care.
Ignore me.
Just. Don't.
Clockwork
Every morning, the same routine. He had become used to it and was usually prepared.
He slowly rolled to a sitting position on the edge of his make-shift bed and blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he slapped his alarm for the fourth time. His eyes flew open, "fourth! Another late morning!"
Out of bed, rummage through the basket of laundry for a set of work clothes and shake out the wrinkles as best he can, a bit of water will help that later. Dress with eyes nearly closed. Keys, lighter, pocket pen, knife, shirt pen, wallet - no, wallet is still downstairs. Yesterday's socks should still work, shoes, down to finish getting ready for work.
The water runs noisily as he brushes his teeth, same pattern, same routine, just later than usual. The his teeth clench as the cold water splashes over his face and hair. He slowly lowers the towel from his face and looks into his own eyes in the mirror. Gray today.
Stopping suddenly as he turns to leave, he bends over and wretches over the porcelain bowl as he feels the muscles in his stomach contract violently. There's nothing but bile, just stop already.
Three minutes later, face still damp from the second meeting with the towel that morning, he backs out of the driveway. 7:49, I can still make it.
Slowly sitting down at his desk, he shakes the dizziness from his head, and unwraps a peppermint to settle his disgruntled insides. 8:01, and I'm still the first here, hmmm, not bad for 2 hours of sleep. What do you say we keep this one between you and me Medusa?
Let's have some coffee.
He slowly rolled to a sitting position on the edge of his make-shift bed and blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he slapped his alarm for the fourth time. His eyes flew open, "fourth! Another late morning!"
Out of bed, rummage through the basket of laundry for a set of work clothes and shake out the wrinkles as best he can, a bit of water will help that later. Dress with eyes nearly closed. Keys, lighter, pocket pen, knife, shirt pen, wallet - no, wallet is still downstairs. Yesterday's socks should still work, shoes, down to finish getting ready for work.
The water runs noisily as he brushes his teeth, same pattern, same routine, just later than usual. The his teeth clench as the cold water splashes over his face and hair. He slowly lowers the towel from his face and looks into his own eyes in the mirror. Gray today.
Stopping suddenly as he turns to leave, he bends over and wretches over the porcelain bowl as he feels the muscles in his stomach contract violently. There's nothing but bile, just stop already.
Three minutes later, face still damp from the second meeting with the towel that morning, he backs out of the driveway. 7:49, I can still make it.
Slowly sitting down at his desk, he shakes the dizziness from his head, and unwraps a peppermint to settle his disgruntled insides. 8:01, and I'm still the first here, hmmm, not bad for 2 hours of sleep. What do you say we keep this one between you and me Medusa?
Let's have some coffee.
Tuesday, June 05, 2012
Sadness
I am overwhelmed with sadness tonight. I cannot bear this burden any longer.
I want only to weep, to feel release from this self-inflicted suffering.
I will continue on through it. I will carry another mile.
No tears shall fall, I must be strong again.
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I think I am going to write a story.
I want only to weep, to feel release from this self-inflicted suffering.
I will continue on through it. I will carry another mile.
No tears shall fall, I must be strong again.
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I think I am going to write a story.
Monday, June 04, 2012
Coming Home
Far as we could be
I always see your face
I always hear your name
All my thoughts
Reach for you
A million miles away
As time and distance pull us
Be sure of this
I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be alright
In some other world you think you lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
Lost, if you feel lost
You know where to find me
Here, I’ll be here listening for your voice
Though time and distance pull us
Be sure of this
Oh I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be all right
In some other world you think you’ve lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
Oh and I feel you in every part of me
And I see you. You’re everywhere I can be.
I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be alright
In some other world you think you lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
I always see your face
I always hear your name
All my thoughts
Reach for you
A million miles away
As time and distance pull us
Be sure of this
I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be alright
In some other world you think you lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
Lost, if you feel lost
You know where to find me
Here, I’ll be here listening for your voice
Though time and distance pull us
Be sure of this
Oh I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be all right
In some other world you think you’ve lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
Oh and I feel you in every part of me
And I see you. You’re everywhere I can be.
I can feel the wind change
I can tell when something’s not right
Our love is the one thing that keeps us
We will be alright
In some other world you think you lost me
You need to know
I’m coming home. I’m coming home
Friday, June 01, 2012
What a song!
Acompáñame a estar solo
A purgarme los fantasmas
A meternos en la cama sin tocarnos
Acompáñame al misterio
De no hacernos compañía
A dormir sin pretender que pase nada
Acompáñame a estar solo
Acompáñame al silencio
De charlar sin las palabras
A saber que estás ahí y yo a tu lado
Acompáñame a lo absurdo de abrazarnos sin contacto
Tú en tu sitio yo en el mío
Como un ángel de la guarda
Acompáñame a estar solo
Coro
Acompáñame
A decir sin las palabras
Lo bendito que es tenerte y serte infiel solo con esta soledad
Acompáñame
A quererte sin decirlo
A tocarte sin rozar ni el reflejo de tu piel a contraluz
A pensar en mí para vivir por ti
Acompáñame a estar solo
Acompáñame a estar solo
Para calibrar mis miedos
Para envenenar de a poco mis recuerdos
Para quererme un poquito
Y así quererte como quiero
Para desintoxicarme del pasado
Acompáñame a estar solo
(coro)
Y si se apagan las luces
Y si se enciende el infierno
Y si me siento perdido
Se que tú estarás conmigo
Con un beso de rescate
Acompáñame a estar solo
(coro)
A purgarme los fantasmas
A meternos en la cama sin tocarnos
Acompáñame al misterio
De no hacernos compañía
A dormir sin pretender que pase nada
Acompáñame a estar solo
Acompáñame al silencio
De charlar sin las palabras
A saber que estás ahí y yo a tu lado
Acompáñame a lo absurdo de abrazarnos sin contacto
Tú en tu sitio yo en el mío
Como un ángel de la guarda
Acompáñame a estar solo
Coro
Acompáñame
A decir sin las palabras
Lo bendito que es tenerte y serte infiel solo con esta soledad
Acompáñame
A quererte sin decirlo
A tocarte sin rozar ni el reflejo de tu piel a contraluz
A pensar en mí para vivir por ti
Acompáñame a estar solo
Acompáñame a estar solo
Para calibrar mis miedos
Para envenenar de a poco mis recuerdos
Para quererme un poquito
Y así quererte como quiero
Para desintoxicarme del pasado
Acompáñame a estar solo
(coro)
Y si se apagan las luces
Y si se enciende el infierno
Y si me siento perdido
Se que tú estarás conmigo
Con un beso de rescate
Acompáñame a estar solo
(coro)
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