so looking to the sky ¡ will sing and from my heart to YOU ¡ bring…
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👇the first 6 lines are some of the lyrics to Adele’s Hello… the last 3… my prayer
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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…
…
of the 90’s…
…
…
…
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…
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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GottaGrowUpAtSomePointSaidSomeOne
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iCARRYYOUYOUCARRYME 🤝👈
One love…one blood💥
One life…you got to do what you should`-,
One life…with each other💥
Sisters…brothers💥……..`~-¡`”,;:,’i>’
One life but we’re not the same💥
We get to carry each other…carry each other…,1′
One💥 …….:°→^’
One💥 1+1=1 …..,1’`
`and–a–child–shall–lead–them–(🏳)->
Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 