Years ago… a Christian friend of mine.. shared his thoughts with me.. regarding the song “Man In The Box” by Alice in Chains..💥he explained to me how the song was demonic and evil.. because of the line.. “Jesus Christ..deny your maker”… and I’ve had others in my life try and say the same thing… but the song is not that at all… it’s the deep cry and lament of a man… lost in life… lost in addiction.. a man who feels hopeless… a man that knows he’s in💥trouble and dying… a man fighting the demons… a man crying out…… for Jesus…. ((is the song influenced by evil? For sure.. but there’s a lot of good happening here also.. God is trying to reach Lane.. I’m focused on the man crying… I care about him… not the demons))…..💥
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Lane believed… he knew God was real.. he knew God was his only hope… he was💥longing for HIM… he just felt so far away… he didn’t know how to get there… he was blinded by his life… this is what drug💥addiction does… I know… I’ve been there…
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Lane’s story is so sad to me… because I was just like him… but there’s hope for us all💥today…. you dont have to feel like Lane and me….☝️….. there is one💥standing at the door of your heart… knocking…💥
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People are more important… than anything else… even the ones you don’t know… even the ones you don’t like…☝️💯
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“” see the forest through the trees… that goes for us Christians also… and by ‘us I mean me’…””💥
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“” send me to them.. I will help them find YOU…””💯
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Lane was beautiful… I pulled for him… I prayed for him… makes me sad… that he ended like he did… he died alone… in his apartment… of an overdose… don’t you end like this… get up stand up… wake up… answer the door… ☝️💥💯🏳🪜✝️
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“” people don’t care how much you know… until they know how much you care…””🖤
The Night I Almost Sold My Soul… To The Evil One…💥…🏳⚘️
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It was Tuesday.. June 6.. 2o06.. around 9 pm.. eastern time.. in the small town of Locust Grove.. Georgia.. USA.. at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac.. a good neighborhood to grow up.. in a beautiful.. yellow..💥 southern home.. out of a magazine.. with white shudders and trim.. and an old style front porch.. that almost ran the length of the house.. lined with antique wooden💥 rocking chairs.. full with gorgeous flowers and potted plants of various kinds and colors.. my mother’s precious castle… her Kindom.. where she reigned… and I just happened to be there… sitting.. rocking.. playing my guitar and singing.. trying to write my song…..💥
I had been struggling with addiction.. somehow.. I decided in my mind.. that the drugs made me more creative.. I felt it made me a better musician.. a better💥 singer… I thought i could write better… I swallowed the lie wholly… one thing was for sure.. I enjoyed myself and my music much more while under the influence… this was the reason I used drugs… it💥 wasn’t to sit around and get high and act💥stupid and practice meaningless💥nonsense of no importance… I would make magic.. I was creating the world inside my head… singing and strumming the strings of my life.. the only way I knew how at the time…💥
I was high that night.. like the sky.. I was sitting at my computer.. I had been💥 performing live all day in an online music festival concert… I was a part of a group of💥worldwide musicians known as “The Pond”… and we were putting on a show that day… so i’d perform a song about every two hours… and in between that.. other acts would play…..💥
As I was waiting my turn… something came over me… a thought… a desire to be famous… a desire to be heard.. to be known.. to be felt the world over…💥to be loved by many… to be a rockstar… and then it happened… I began to speak to him… to the evil one.. the devil.. satan.. Lucifer.. whatever you want to call him.. he has many names… I told him that if he were to make me famous… and take me and my music to the top… take me to the highest level… that I would💥serve him… what happened next.. I wasn’t expecting and has been hard to forget……….💥
As I ended my words with him… something happened… I had his attention.. I felt his presence close.. I felt him💥listening.. I felt him speaking.. as if he was saying…. “”ok… it’s all yours.. what you ask.. what you seek.. what you desire… it’s all yours””… I finished the concert that night and went to bed.. exhausted and uneasy…..💥
Morning came… I awoke.. and immediately.. I remembered… oh no.. what have I done?.. I was sober now… I jumped out of bed… I was scared… I was a mess emotionally… I made coffee… I tried to think of my next move… I went to the garage… and I spoke these words out loud.. to him again… I told him to forget💥 everything I asked for… that I didn’t mean it… that I didn’t want it… that I could never commit to him… because I belong to💥CHRIST JESUS💥… that I would be following HIM and HIM only moving forward… HIM only will I serve… I💥recanted… I took it all back… I felt💥relieved… alive… delivered… forgiven… restored… renewed… what happened next has given me a few bad dreams over the years…..💥
As I finished telling the devil.. my new future plan… an evil presence rushed at me from across the room… it was angry and fast… I could hear the wind and💥motion as it approached me… it got right up close in my face… nose to nose… staring me down… it was the most💥intense… most intimidating… purest form of evil… it didn’t feel like a demon… it felt like the source… the one behind it all… the one that fell… the accuser of the brethren… the father of lies… the devil himself…💥 Lucifer… and he was in my garage… in my face… trying to start a fight…💥 or finish one…💥… that I started……💥
I was frozen in place… nose to nose… face to face… I had to do something… I started talking to GOD..silently… calling on HIM… HE showed up… I filled up on strength… I started rebuking the evil… commanding it with authority… it remained in front of me… something had to give… I couldn’t stand any longer in the presence of it… I ran in the house… and it was over… but it wasn’t over……💥
So since this experience… throughout the years… evil has tried many times to take my life… evil has made several attempts.. .. but GOD… rich in love and mercy… has kept me safe… HE has miraculously💥delivered me on occasions… when I call on HIM… HE comes after me… riding the wind… HE has been with me through it all… my strength–my source… it’s because of my GOD…💥that I write to you this night… and tell you of HIS goodness… and I only say this to you… HE loves you as much as HE loves me… and HE’S there… HE’S real… nose to nose… face to face… waiting for you…💥
Many people don’t believe….. I can’t help but to….. because of what I’ve been💥 through… I know the truth with certainty… I know we all only have two choices… and limited time to choose…..💥
‘O THANK YOU JESUS 💥💯
I leave you with these scriptures.. look them up.. it is my life verse given to me by the LORD…💥
Psalm 143: 9-12…. (143 is the numeric code for the phrase “I love you” 9-12 is my💥birthday… and the words inside… my life…… my story…….my GOD……💥`-!1~`-4/3_<9*,;:12’^”>t’…,,”…,’…,t’/_`-!’,-^-💥
“….I awoke last night to the sound of thunder… how far off… I sat💥and wondered… started humming a song from 1962… aint it funny how the night moves… when you just don’t seem to have as much to lose… strange how the night moves…💥with Autumn closing in….”…..,t’ `~-.i’!^_/
I’ll never forget the summer of 2o06…
“…oh the night has been won… and I shall overcome… yet not i.. but through CHRIST In me…”💥…………………………………………`☆
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if your unfamiliar with the girl singing in the video?… that’s Jen Ledger… the drummer from the band SKILLET… I’m in love with her 😍😅.. she’s my honey…😁..💥
I just posted another short video of her playing drums… hard to believe that’s the same.. innocent.. precious.. sweet little thing singing in the other vid 😅… she’s a beast on those drums!………..💥
“” you can take my heart… you can take my breath… when you pry it… from my cold dead chest…”” ☝️💯
Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).
✦ The Most Expensive Thing I Have
by Loia✝️
Honestly—the most expensive thing I have isn’t a car.. a house.. or anything you can put a price tag on—it’s my soul… And even then—it technically isn’t mine… It belongs to Jesus—He’s the one who paid for it… in full—with His life…,
Truth is—I almost sold it once… I was in a dark place—and came dangerously close to making the worst deal imaginable… (June 2006)… I came face to face… with the source of evil…, But Jesus stepped in—rescued me—and bought me back…’ He outbid hell itself…,
So yeah—my soul is the most valuable thing in my possession— not because I purchased it—but because He did… and He lets me keep it—safely—in His hands…,’…,’…t’ ✝️
Hey everyone my name is Loia pronounced like Loy like Joy..and that’s not the name I go by in real life lol..my real name is Bryan..but Loia is actually my middle name and I chose it as my pen name..I’m new to all this..I just started truly writing mostly short poems yesterday morning after a dream I had..so as I woke up..I felt compelled to write about the dream..so i laid in bed and spent about 20 minutes writing my first poem…”In Heart Of It…”and since yesterday morning I have written a total of 6..so I decided to create a blog and domain today in hopes of posting them all..as of now all the words are building in me and flowing from me lol..I’m scared I may forget them so as soon as they come I’m letting them out…but I am a christian and a man of faith..so a lot of my work ties into that in some fashion..so again..just wanted to say hello..and say that I have absolutely no idea what I am doing 😊..ok gonna try ‘n figure out how to post stuff now…
Fragments of Loia 