so looking to the sky ¡ will sing and from my heart to YOU ¡ bring…
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I don’t want to grow up… I’m a Toys R Us kid… they got the best… for so much less… you’ll really flip your lid… from bikes to trains to video games… it’s the greatest toy store there is… gee wiz… I don’t want to grow up… cuz baby… if did? I wouldn’t be a Toys R Us kid… 🤷♂️
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Love’s Labour’s Lost
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Willy `•.
“A light condition in a beauty dark.”
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Me `’.,°~
…that light in a shit storm…
…
Ben Howard !i¡-
“Keep your head up, keep your heart strong.”
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Isaiah 45:3
“I will give thee the treasures of darkness…
and hidden riches of secret places…”© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson
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Who was your most influential teacher? Why?
This is Pastor Wendell Wilson…
he discipled me.
I met him in June of 2o08…
and ended up living with him for about five years.
He ran a Christian rehab for men down in Florida…
and after I finished the program…
he asked me to stay on…
become his resident director.
So I did.
I served there for four years…
and somewhere in all that time…
he became more than a pastor to me…
he became a father.
He was one of a kind…
a remarkable man.
I could tell you story after great story…
so many memories…
but what stands out most…
is how he lived…
How he loved people…
I’ve never met anyone who genuinely loved others like he did…
And the way he spoke to you…
man… he had a way with words. He backed them up too.
He would say things to you…
right in the moment…
exactly when you needed to hear it most.
One profound thing he told me that never left…
“Son… people would rather see a sermon any day… than hear one.”
That stuck like Chuck with me.
I still carry it.
Because as powerful as words can be…
they don’t mean much without something behind them.
I can say the most beautiful things…
turn your stupid heart to jello…
but at some point…
I need to shut my mouth…
and be about it.
Show you.
Let you see it.
Because I’d rather see something real…
than hear something perfect.
No matter how well penned it is…
it’s empty…
it has to be lived…
it’s just beautifully nothing…
I’d rather see things clearly…
and say things simply…
let action… with feeling… be the real pen…
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Pastor Wendell passed away at his home in 2o16…
surrounded by friends and family…
and it was beautifully real… to see.
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© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson | bryanforchrist | All rights reserved
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What was the best compliment you’ve received?
I’ve had some kind words over the years… but one stands above the rest…
It came through a window…
Back in the late 90s… I was living in a little downstairs apartment outside Atlanta… just me… a guitar… and a lot going on in life…
Most nights I’d sit by that open window and play… sing… pour it all out…
What I didn’t know…
Was that someone was listening…
There was a girl in the neighborhood… and for about a month… she would come by at night… lean up against the outside of my building… just out of sight…
And listen…
She told me later… she’d wait, hoping I’d be there… that my songs helped her get through things she was dealing with…
That she would just stand there… breathing it in… and for a little while…
She could forget her life…
One night… she finally said hello…
And I’ll never forget all the things she said to me…
That my music gave her peace… even if just for a moment…
I’ve never had a better compliment than that…
Not applause… not praise…
Just knowing that something coming out of my heart… reached someone else’s…
And helped them breathe a little easier…
That’s everything to me…
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If you want to read the full story, it’s here…
https://loia.blog/2025/12/21/the-window-song/ 👈
Proverbs 25:11 (KJV)
“A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.”
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Fly Me Courageous ♬ Build a Fire
Hey yall… welcome…
Today I got two more from these guys…
both of ‘em take me back…
Back to around ‘98…
weekend nights… guitars plugged in…
just playing for hours…
There was this lady and her husband…
and also a guy named Dennis…
and my best friend Ron on drums…
we’d go all night…
And somewhere in the middle of it all…
between the laughs…
the beer… the whiskey… the weed…
these two songs would find their way in…
I don’t miss the stimulants…
but I sure miss the music…
the friendship…
the memories…
I think about Dennis a lot…
he passed way too young…
great guy… great guitar player…
♬ “Fly Me Courageous” — Fly Me Courageous (1991)
♬ “Build a Fire” — Fly Me Courageous (1991)
So this one’s for you, Dennis…
Rock on, brother… 🎸
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Troilus and Cressida
…
Willy `•.
“Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back…
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion…”
…
Hootie ♭ ♮ ♯
“Time… why you punish me?”
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Me `’.,°~
Tears run deep…
in dueling smile lines…
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James 4:14 – “For what is your life?
It is even a vapor… that appeareth for a little time… and then vanisheth away.”
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Switchfoot ♭ Stars
https://youtube.com/shorts/Xq7XbdiSy4Q?si=LzXdpAh_JWVV9tgU 👈
Midnight Stars 🌟
Click on thumbnail inside short for full song…
Job 35:10 – But none saith…
Where is God… my maker…
who giveth songs in the night.© 2026 bryanforchrist
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So I Thought ♬ Cassie
Hey yall… happy Sunday… today I have two more from Flyleaf for you.
Both of these songs carry a lot of emotional weight. Cassie was inspired by Cassie Bernall, one of the students killed during the Columbine High School massacre in 1999, and reflects on the courage of standing firm in faith even in the darkest moment. So I Thought looks at a different kind of struggle — that painful realization when someone you trusted turns out not to be who you believed they were. Together, they show two sides of Flyleaf’s writing: faith under fire… and truth after betrayal.
♬ So I Thought
Album: Flyleaf
Year: 2005
♬ Cassie
Album: Flyleaf
Year: 2005
John 16:33 (KJV)
“In the world ye shall have tribulation… but be of good cheer… I have overcome the world.”
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Yesterday, the Lord dealt with me all day about writing short stories in the future.
He reminded me of a time when I was about 10 years old. I shot and killed a bluebird that was resting on a clothesline. I was so sad. I held it in my hands, crying.
I took it to my mother, thinking we could save it — but it was too late.
Yesterday, God brought that moment back to my mind.
And He gave me an idea for a story… how that bird could represent Christ dying for me.
He also gave me the title
Soft Blued Kings
I spent three hours last night just trying to write the opening sentence. With His help, this is what I came up with
Way up in a lone Georgia pine, proud were the wings of two —
a bird of a father, a son true blue.
This story will take some time.
I’m going to take it slow…
and allow the Lord to help me write every bit of it.
It will be my first short story like this, and maybe the first of many.
© 2026 bryanforchrist
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Honeysuckle Blue ♪ Straight To Hell
Ok yall… get ready for greatness.
If you don’t know these awesome dudes yet… you soon will.
I grew up in the same town as them and have seen them live many times over the years. They remain one of my all-time favorite bands — and one of the most underrated to ever come out of the South.
Atlanta’s own Drivin N Cryin formed in 1985 and quickly became one of the South’s most distinctive rock bands, blending Southern rock, folk storytelling, and punk-edge energy into a sound completely their own. Led by singer-songwriter Kevn Kinney, the band built a loyal following through heartfelt lyrics and powerful live performances.
Their 1989 album Mystery Road produced enduring fan favorites like “Honeysuckle Blue” and “Straight to Hell,” two songs that perfectly capture the band’s mix of grit, heart, and Southern storytelling.
Songs Featured
🎶 Honeysuckle Blue — from Mystery Road (1989)
🎶 Straight to Hell — from Mystery Road (1989)
These are two of their more popular songs… later on we’ll dig into the hidden gems.
Hope you enjoy.
The black widow and the
Ladies man
Met down at the laundromat
And tried to make me
Understand ♪© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson | All rights reserved
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