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Hidden Gems From The B-Side–Faith Side (Week 2)

Shane & Shane 🎶 Psalm 62

“Psalm 62” by Shane & Shane comes from their 2007 Pages album.. and it’s built straight out of the Scripture itself—‘my soul waits in silence for God alone..’ The song carries the Old Testament language of God being our rock.. refuge.. and salvation.. set to a modern worship sound that makes ancient truth feel close.. It’s one of those songs written for seasons of waiting and uncertainty—when you need to remember that no matter what shakes around you.. He doesn’t.. I hope yall enjoy.. I’ve also included some more great videos from these guys to help you get to know them.. they are special to me.. hope yall have a great day.. I’m thinking of you 🙏

…♪→*→◎→*♪’…↓→🪨~→↗→🪨~→†↑→|→†→🕊~’

This is powerful 👇

Couch Performance 👇

Story of how they got started 👇 and some of Shane Barnard’s testimony

“”He’s the only one strong enough to lean🎶
My heaviness against the weight of all my sin🎶
Falling on a rock.. leaning on a fortress..🎶
Oh the wall of God.. Jesus.. He won’t move””


“”On God I rest my salvation🎶
My fortress shall not be shaken
My mighty rock and my glorious🎶
I lay my head upon His chest.. on God I rest””

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This Isn’t a Poem… It’s a True Story.

A childhood moment I’ve never forgotten..

When I was 5 years old… I wanted to go outside and play..
But my mama said no — because it was storming..
And what Mama says… goes..

Thunderbolt and lightning…
very very frightening…

I stood there at the glass screen door.. watching the storm roll and roar —
and I knew what I needed to do if I wanted to go outside anytime soon..

I wasn’t your typical five-year-old boy..

So I went before my God..

I prayed to Him..
I thanked Him..
I asked for His help..

And then — with the kind of faith only a child can hold —
I spoke with authority to the storm…
and commanded it to stop..

And just like that —
it did..

The wind… the rain… the thunder… the lightning…
ceased immediately..

Sunlight broke the clouds.
Silence fell..
And I walked out into the yard…
to play…

“” I was so much older then… I’m younger than that now …””
— Bob Dylan

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© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

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Part Tides.. Part Timber..

Salt Life needs Mountain Life…

Beach or Mountains ??? which do you prefer ….?→~≈↔^/’…❓

Both places preach.. one with waves.. one with wind..
I’ve always been an outdoor sportsman.. at least I used to be..
These days work and ministry keep me busy..
but that part of me is still alive somewhere in there..

I lived in Florida for twelve years..
and I got used to the salt life..
I had a kayak.. and I’d fish the hidden corners of Tampa Bay.. mostly alone.. but sometimes with my friend Jimmy..
Bishop Harbor was my favorite..
I’d take whole weekends and just disappear..
camp on those tiny islands.. fish day and night..
no clock.. no noise.. just water and sky..
a kind of backwater solitude I still miss..

I also did a lot of freshwater bass fishing down there..
I’d bounce back and forth between saltwater and fresh..
Florida gave me both flavors.. and I never got tired of either one..

For a few years I even lived in a beach house on Anna Maria Island..
At high tide the waves from the Gulf broke about fifty feet from my back porch..
When I wasn’t working or fishing or swimming..
I’d sit out there.. play my guitar.. sing into the night..
and just watch the water drift through its moods..
In the dark I’d lay in bed and listen to the waves crash..
a steady sound that felt like the world breathing..
It was a sacred season in my life..
My roommate Nathan was there too.. a good friend..
He died of an overdose a few years later..
Good times.. memories I still smile about.. and I miss him..

But I also love the mountains..
I grew up fishing and exploring the North Georgia mountains..
Every summer.. me and my friends.. sometimes my dad or my uncle or both..
would drive 15 miles off the main road on a gravel trail
to get to our camping spot on the Tallulah River..
It was quiet.. beautiful.. hidden away from everything..
We pitched tents.. built fires.. fished.. talked.. laughed..
and mostly fished haha..
And yes.. I catch fish 😁🎣
Even when you don’t catch anything.. it’s still great..
but I always catch them..
I fish for people now …..t`

Up there we always ate what we caught..
trout for breakfast.. lunch.. and dinner haha..
By the end I didn’t want any more fish for a while..
but I always looked forward to going back..
year after year.. from a kid into an adult..
those mountain memories run deep in me..

So therefore I can’t choose..
I’m part tides.. part timber..
Both preach..
Both shape me..
It’d be like choosing between your mother and your father haha…

…….🌊⚓❤️→⛰️🌲❤️→❓→👩‍👦👨‍👦’…….~≈<3→/\^<3→?→||’……….🌊🐟🏖️<3→⛰️🌲🏕️<3→🤷‍♂️→👩‍🦰❤️👨‍🦳’…….~≈→<3→^/\→<3→?→(M+F)’…….👬→<3→🥹→⏳→👀👋🌤️→🧠💙’…….<3→…→⏳→^↑→∞→[]💙’……`~°•▪︎-¡-.○}`-.

My buddy Nathan (rip) and his sister Bethany
Me and my buddy Jimmy
Thats Jimmy holding my fish haha
Me
Me

© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

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“bryanforchrist” Is my YouTube channel..

Third Day 🎶 Consuming Fire

https://youtube.com/shorts/qTShq2ybDtA?si=DSuQKPuhyNmo1G0i 👈

I made this short earlier today.. check out my channel.. and if you like.. Subscribe.. I pray for all my viewers and subscribers every night.. I just started this channel maybe four or five months ago.. as of now.. it mostly consists of songs/lyrics and scripture messages with some background art.. but in the future.. I may add some different content to it.. for a bit more variety.. right now.. I’m just laying the foundation for it of music/scripture/art…

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This is my friends children’s ministry in Pakistan.. it’s awful what’s happening to these kids…

My friend Sobia and her sister Shamsa.. they have a children’s ministry in Pakistan.. they help the children forced to work in the brick kiln factories.. it’s unbelievable what’s happening there with these children.. I thought we were past medieval times.. these kids have nothing and no one to love and help them.. Sobia’s ministry is called JSBL Ministry.. aka Jesus Shining Bright Learning… but she and her sister’s… (3 sisters) love on the children daily and provide food for them and teach them.. so it’s kind of like a school.. it’s a wonderful ministry.. the sisters are trying to raise $3000 US dollars to help provide a decent Christmas for these kids this year.. so I told Sobia that I would help spread the word and get this video out there.. this is Shamsa in the video.. she just made the video last night.. I think.. and Sobia sent it to me this morning.. Sobia and I talk daily.. I’m so blessed to call her my friend.. it’s wonderful what she and her sisters are trying to do.. Sobia and Shamsa are these kids only hope right now.. it’s so so sad…

If anyone is interested in helping.. you can donate through Western Union.. here’s the info…


Name: Shamsa Emmanuel
33102-8903648-0
Ph.03212114958
Address: St. 4, lbn-e-marium colony
Chak no 225 RB Malkhanwala
Faisalabad Pakistan

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Shakespeare & Me & JB (Week 3)

“Sonnet 116 & Sky Blue And Black”

(Willy)
“If this be error and upon me proved.
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”

(Me)
“Bro… that might be the best thing you’ve
ever said.
I stand with you.
Some love shifts in weather.
But one bled once —
forever…”

(JB)
“Gentlemen… I’d like to propose a toast.
Here’s to love that weathers every sky —
blue or black…”

…….🌌~⬛~🌌’…….~*~■~*~’…….†<3†↑’

© 2025–2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved.

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Fourteen

Long Cold Winter…

When I was fourteen.. my best friend was killed in a dirt-bike accident..
I can’t begin to tell you what it did to me…
Crushed is the only word I have right now..
and even that feels too small..

We were closer than brothers..

After the funeral.. I fell into my bedroom.
That room became my world —
my home inside my home..
I shut down..
Closed myself off..
No access allowed..

Everyone was worried about me..

It felt like I was on a camping trip in the wilderness
alone..
And I stayed there for a whole year..

I needed something…
but I didn’t know what..

I started borrowing CDs and cassette tapes from my uncle..

I found an old tape in a forgotten box in the attic —
Bob Dylan’s Another Side of Bob Dylan…
and I disappeared into it.

rock…
country… blues…
folk…
old…
new…

Hank Williams Jr…
And the only Christian song I even knew back then..
Amazing Grace..

I didn’t just listen —
I drank it..
And the more I drank..
the thirstier I got..
So I went swimming in it..
Something I still do..

Meanwhile.. God was walking the edges of me…

One night.. I awoke from a dream that wouldn’t let go…
and there in the corner of my room
was a silhouette.. shaped like a guitar..

my mother was so worried about me
she didn’t know what else to do..
So she got me an acoustic guitar..
And one night.. while I was sleeping…
she placed it right where I would see it.. the moment I opened my eyes..

and so I took it

I played it…
and I played it…
and I played it…

until my fingers bled

until it started playing me..

I learned it —
taught myself —
until it learned me back..

Song after song..
Day after day.. night after night…
Month after month..
From the fall of 1988
into the winter of 1989..

I played it…..

until it became my heartbeat..

And finally…

after a year in the wilderness…

I emerged from my room..

ready to face my giants…

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of the 90’s…

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First song i ever learned on guitar 👇

I had many songs embedded in this story.. but it was causing it to load super slow.. so I deleted most of them…

My Friend Joey’
Me`

Psalm 34:18 (NKJV)

“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted..
and saves those who are crushed in spirit…”

© 2025–2026 Bryan Loia Hudson (bryanforchrist). All rights reserved.

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I Told Them I Didn’t Have Cancer — And I Was Right

For most of my life.. I’ve been strong and healthy.. Then about a year and a half ago.. my health crashed hard.. This past year has been rough… sickness.. weakness.. doctors searching for answers — but lately I’ve been getting stronger day by day..

Six months ago.. things hit the worst point..

I was deathly sick and went to the ER.. They ran tests.. Two doctors walked in with that look on their faces — the look that says everything before a word is spoken..

“We think it’s cancer.”

They told me there were spots on my pancreas… liver… kidneys… and when something shows up on multiple organs.. red flags go up immediately.. doctors assume the worst.. To them.. it looked like cancer that had already spread..

But me?
I was calm..

Not because I’m fearless — but because I had a promise from above that I’d live a long life.. I knew it wasn’t my time.. And I also knew they can’t call anything “cancer” until a biopsy confirms it.. honestly.. even if it were cancer.. I’d still react calmly.. because I’m ready to go home whenever…

I was admitted to the hospital.. and while I waited for results.. everyone — doctors.. nurses.. all treated me like it was cancer.. even my patient chart said it’s cancer.. cancer.. cancer.. cancer… everywhere cancer… One nurse introduced me to another by saying….

“This is Bryan… he has pancreatic cancer.”

I looked up and said..
“No ma’am.. I don’t have cancer.. And the tests results aren’t even back yet…”

Everybody around me braced for the worst..
I held on to faith…
I wasn’t signing my name on something that didn’t belong to me…

Not today.
Not ever.

“Don’t put that evil on me.. Ricky Bobby..” I joked………..
(They tried to curse me — I wasn’t having it 😄…)

And then the results came in..

Everything was benign…
No cancer…
Doctors scratching their heads because they were almost certain…
Me smiling.. because I already knew..

God kept His word to me.
And I’m still here — living.. growing.. healing.. getting stronger every day..

If you’re facing something scary.. remember this..
Doctors have knowledge..
God has the final say……

And He’s not done with me yet.

Also… if you’re reading this….. He’s not done with you either…..

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© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

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