Every morning.. I wake up with a new song already in my heart and on my lips.. The music that finds me is a mix of Christian and secular.. and it truly lives in me 24/7 — even soundtracking my dreams.. This morning’s wake-up song was this gem from Elvis Costello… and I know many of you will feel this one 😎🙃🎶🖊 📘
…….🌍=🎬→🎞️⟲📖✒️’…….○=▶▦>>[ ]/`’🎶
“”Even in a perfect world.. where everyone was equal…🎶 I’d still own the film rights.. and be🎶working on the sequel.. and.. I’m giving you a longing look.. Everyday.. everyday.. everyday i write the🎶 book…””🎶
Honestly I don’t really have “pet peeves” anymore.. Ever since I started walking closer with God.. most of the little annoyances I used to care about just… lost their power..
If anything bothers me now it’s only the things that try and steal my joy.. that pull me away from peace.. faith.. or clouds the love I’m trying to live by..
And besides.. I have an ocean to overcome right now.. so I don’t have time to be peeving..
All Around the World — Justin Bieber (Acoustic)👇💯☝️⚘️🏳💥🎶❤️🔥😎`-¡-`~~~ ¡`°
I’ve been thinking about the way I write… People probably know by now that I don’t use big.. fancy words.. It’s not because I can’t… I just don’t feel right doing it.. That’s not how I talk in real life — so why would I try to sound that way on the page?
And even though I don’t use fancy words in my stories… I still love words.. All of them.. Simple ones… complex ones… everything in between.. I’m always growing my vocabulary — I just don’t force it into my storytelling.. And who knows… maybe once in awhile I’ll go all out — and try to impress you… haha..
When I tell a story… my story… I want the feel to be like I’m right there with you… Just talking… just being me.. If I start dressing it up with words I’d never say out loud — then it’s not my story anymore… it turns into something else.
So I keep it simple… I keep it honest… I keep it the way it comes out of my mouth…
And maybe one day I’ll throw in a “fancy” word or two just to mess with you… but it’ll be rare… and you’ll know it when you see it…
Because I’m after your heart… not your applause…
I’m not randomly doing things here… things are done purposely… I have a plan… and you are the most important part of it…
(Ps.. I also don’t like commas or single periods. 😁)
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 ten 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…
Strange Cup Of Tea 🎶 Sister Hazel (acoustic version)
So I thought I would stick with Sister Hazel a while longer and give you a chance to get to know them.. this song “Strange Cup Of Tea” is another Hidden Gem from them.. it was released in 2000.. honestly.. they have so many great unpopular or kind of unknown songs.. I could stay with them for a long time.. I learned something about them last night.. their loyal fans are known as “Hazelnuts” haha.. I didn’t know that 😁.. and on this song.. Drew Copeland sings lead.. not Ken Block.. they switched it up.. I included a few other videos from them.. also.. I found out Ken Block founded a charity called “Lyrics For Life” to help children with pediatric cancer.. I thought that was cool.. I hope you enjoy…
So music means so much to me.. as you’re probably starting to see.. so I heard this song earlier.. and it brought back memories.. i once walked in on my mother.. she was alone and crying.. listening to this song.. turns out this song is special to her.. because it reminds her of me.. it’s the one song she has attached to me.. and I just noticed today.. that the song was released the year I was born.. 1973.. something I’ve never noticed… all these years…
Two times in my life.. I’ve caught my mother crying to music.. here are both those songs…
Fragments of Loia 