The British spirit

How dare you attack us, how dare you try and make us live in fear. You shall never stop us, we shall never hide away. This is Britain, this is the mother of the free. We shall never surrender our freedom. 

Do you think we will fall to you?  Do you think you will rule us?  Never!  This is a land which prides itself on free will. 

There must be a place


I stand here at the edge of the road

The cross road

The edge is the ditch of shame

How can one so zealous for his saviour be in such a place as this

There must have been a wrong turn – a planting of some sort that didn’t grow

And I came alone – and so I am I go on but to what point and cause


Go to the North – will I find one there

Shall I go to the South are there any there who care

What if I were to the east where all the harsh storms come

Oh maybe to the west to the setting of the sun

I am Jonah

Now the word of the Lord came to Jonah the son of Amittai, saying, “Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and call out against it, for their evil has come up before me.”  But Jonah rose to flee to Tarshish from the presence of the Lord. He went down to Joppa and found a ship going to Tarshish.

it's not you it's me

One of my most distinct memories from middle school is of my very first dance. I can still see my reflection in the mirror, denim Bermuda shorts and all. (Clearly I was a fashion expert). I had straightened my unruly hair, and even painted on a bit of my mom’s black mascara. Now these dances were super casual, hence the Bermuda shorts. Most of the boys wore the same mismatched outfits they had on during school, and even the older kids never really went as couples. But there were slow dances, and I had my secret hopes of sharing one with the cute boy from my English class.

The Problem With Names (pt 3)

Part One and Part Two can be found by clicking on the respective part names.

I cannot pretend to be a non-believer

Hello. I have been in a series of beautiful preaching and talks just last week. It was pretty amazing. The Pastor dropped serious points that I need to keep in my heart if I’m really serious about Christianity. I mean. What is Christianity really? When did I become Christian myself. Someone from the church asked me this question and I did tell my whole tale with all honesty the best I can. I am a pastor’s kid. I know how to act christian and how to talk christian but what I cannot do is to pretend not to be a christian. I just realize this one.

Are illuminati khazarian mafia?

The khazars are said to be satan whorshipers and do human sacrifices to kill conscience and regress to reptile brain, to become animals with animals instincts only

I do not say that illuminati are satan worshipers, for all I know they are an esoteric mystical organisation that came from the rosicrucians which came from the freemasons, so a secret organisation within an secret organisation within a secret organisation, with increasing secrecy, could be they are infiltrated


Memories are a powerful thing aren’t they? It’s funny how we can be going along, minding our own business and then we see something, or smell something or hear something and memories  sometimes come rushing in. Good or bad I guess.

I had that happen the other day.  I was at a local farm looking at some flowers.  They happened to have one of my all time favorite garden flowers. Cosmos, for those of you flower lovers out there who were wondering. There’s just something about them, so tall and graceful and cheerful. They make me happy.


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