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One Pull Away…

*** DO NOT TRY THIS YOURSELF ***

The 90’s for me…
were just… were just… hmm…
still lookin’ for the word(s)…

For now…
fire and ice.

The middle of the decade—
Burned hottest…
Froze bone…

I was dealin’ with heartbreak…
tryin’ to fix it with drugs… alcohol…
music.

I was strugglin’

So this memory came back to me today…
I just sat there like—
geeees man… what was I thinkin’?

Apparently… I wasn’t.

Back then… I had a few handguns…
used to go to the firin’ range pretty often…
had a couple of 9mm’s…

and this one…

a small .22 revolver—
pearl handle…
looked almost harmless in the hand.

But I noticed somethin’ about it…

You could load just one round…
and if you looked closely—
you could barely see it sittin’ there in the chamber.

So… as you pulled the trigger…
if you paid attention…
you could track it… tell when it was one pull away.

And yeah…

I’d mess with my buddies sometimes…

I would play Russian Roulette with it.

Even though I knew I was “safe”…
keepin’ an eye on the bullet…

it was still—
an unreal feelin’.

hard to explain it.

I never let anyone else handle the gun loaded…
and I absolutely would not let anyone else participate…
and I never shared my secret.

I can’t believe I did it.

My friends thought I was somethin’ else…
and yeah…
I built quite a reputation off that.

But lookin’ back now…

ugg…

what a thing to do.

…

So grateful God never let go…

…

*** DO NOT TRY THIS YOURSELF ***

Job 33:18
“He keeps them from the pit, their lives from perishing by the sword.”

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Hidden Gems from the B-Side — ⛽️ FUEL (Week 21)

Hemorrhage (In My Hands) 🎵 Leave the Memories Alone

More Fuel… just for you…

I’m gonna be here a while… because… they’re incredible… and there’s just too many great songs… honestly… they’re one of my favorites… top 3 easy…

So here’s a cool recent story…

My uncle… he’s one of a kind…
musician… singer… painter… writer…
pilot… great cook… tells the best jokes… haha…
super funny… just a straight up… Rockstar Renaissance dude…

He’s dealing with a rare form of cancer…
and he calls me most every day…

So last time we were talking… music… bands…
he asks me—
“you know that band DIESEL?”

I said… nah… not ringing a bell…

He goes—
“yeah… DIESEL… they sing that song Hemorrhage…”

I said—
“Oooo… you mean FUEL bro…”

He pauses…
“…yeah… FUEL!” 😂

He said they’re awesome…

I told him—
yeah… you’re absolutely right…
and started throwing him a few more songs to check out from them…

So… here’s two of them…

🎵 Hemorrhage (In My Hands)
🎵 Leave the Memories Alone

Hope you enjoy…

Also… I’m easing you into them… right now you’re getting milk from the baby’s bottle…
later on… you can graduate to the red meat 🍖😋…

Also… Fuel had two different lead singers… over time… Brett Scallions and Toryn Green… Brett was first… Toryn came later… I’m a Brett fan… but Toryn is cool too… hemorrhage is Brett era… leave the memories alone is Toryn…

Brett Scallions era
Toryn Green era

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What My Mornings Look Like…

What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?

— the first hour, and then some

So… once my dreams let go
and morning rolls around…

I open my eyes—
and I’m instantly happy.

I’m glad a new day has begun for me.

I thank God…
tell Him I love Him…
just chill for a moment—
embracing His love for me.

Then I usually lay there for maybe ten minutes…
eyes open… just thinking.

Then I reach over—grab my phone…
reply to my girlfriend’s texts…

They’re always there waiting on me.

She’ll send a photo she took…
or a piece of her art…
a scripture she picked out just for me…
along with her words…

So Supergood to wake up to this…

After hygiene stuff—
I head to the kitchen… get my coffee…
make my way to the couch…

Start my morning devotions…

Two different ones I read…

“Streams in the Desert” — by Lettie Cowman
“My Utmost for His Highest” — by Oswald Chambers

Both from the 1920s…
both deep…
in different ways.

One poetic…
one piercing.

I read…
sit with it.

Think about it.

Then I pray…

I talk to God for a while—
real talk.

Then…

I shut my mouth.

I listen.

To what He has to say…

After that—
headphones on…

I open up YouTube Music
Choose something… then just let it go…

A mix of Christian and secular

Then comes one of my favorite parts—

I grab my guitar.

I try and learn one new song a week, sometimes more

Right now I’ve been learning…

“Infra-Red” — by Three Days Grace
Next up… “Fine Again” — by Seether

Most times…
I don’t use tabs…
don’t look up chords…

I just listen…
play what I hear.

Learning the lyrics are the main thing…
the guitar part I make my own…
in my own style…
usually…

I’ll jam for a while…
have some fun with it…

then it’s back for more coffee ☕️

Headphones back on…

Then I check in—

My ministry platforms…
my YouTube…
my blog…

I respond to people…
read what others are sharing…

I’m not a big commenter—
but I show up lol

Then later I think on…
pray on…
whatever I want to write or post…

or if it’s time for one of my weekly series posts—
I’ll do that…

post on my other Christian platforms…
make a YouTube short sometimes.

Then I hit my workout.

Every day—
except Wednesday and Sunday.

After that—
protein shake…
something to eat…

And yeah…

That’s been my mornings lately.

I’ve been on leave from work for about a month now…

So right now—

My job?

Is just having awesome days 😎

Also… at night… I read the Bible and whatever other book I’m reading… right now it’s Hemingway’s memoir “A Moveable Feast”

After I read… I listen to more music… then I spend a good amount of time praying for others… then I sleep…

Lettie Cowman
Oswald Chambers

Lamentations 3:22–23 (ESV)

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases…
His mercies never come to an end…
they are new every morning…
great is Your faithfulness.”

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

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Shakespeare & Me & Sixx:A.M. (Week 22)

As You Like It

…

Willy `•.

“Sweet are the uses of adversity.”

…

Sixx:A.M. ♬…

“There’s nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home…”

…

Me `’.,°~

Pain—
is the map.

…

“It is good for me that I have been afflicted…
that I might learn thy statutes.”
— Psalm 119:71

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Gee Wiz…

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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Shakespeare & Me & Ben Howard (Week 21)

Love’s Labour’s Lost

…

Willy `•.

“A light condition in a beauty dark.”

…

Me `’.,°~

…that light in a shit storm…

…

Ben Howard !i¡-

“Keep your head up, keep your heart strong.”

…

Isaiah 45:3
“I will give thee the treasures of darkness…
and hidden riches of secret places…”

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Less Notes ♭ ♯

What tattoo do you want and where would you put it?

I know which one I want removed

I’m thinking of cutting this finger off—
just make do and play power 5 chords on guitar.

but at least it’s not on my forehead 🤷‍♂️

… 💯👇

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And now I’m tied to a train
Down memory lane
Stuck on repeat
Repeat the same old same

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When Life Gets Thick…

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

When life gets thick…
grab a pogostick…

If your road feels stifled—

try a unicycle…

🤷‍♂️

(Λſʞ) ㄣ–ᄅ:Ɩ sǝɯɐſ

˙ƃuᴉɥʇou ƃuᴉʇuɐʍ ‘ǝɹᴉʇuǝ puɐ ʇɔǝɟɹǝd ǝq ʎɐɯ noʎ ʇɐɥʇ ‘ʞɹoʍ ʇɔǝɟɹǝd ɹǝɥ ǝʌɐɥ ǝɔuǝᴉʇɐd ʇǝ˥ ʇnq 
˙ǝɔuǝᴉʇɐd ɥʇǝʞɹoʍ ɥʇᴉɐɟ ɹnoʎ ɟo ƃuᴉʎɹʇ ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ‘sᴉɥʇ ƃuᴉʍouʞ 
˙suoᴉʇɐʇdɯǝʇ sɹǝʌᴉp oʇuᴉ llɐɟ ǝʎ uǝɥʍ ʎoɾ llɐ ʇᴉ ʇunoɔ ‘uǝɹɥʇǝɹq ʎW

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Shakespeare & Me & Hootie (Week 20)

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?”

…

Me `’.,°~

Tears run deep…
in dueling smile lines…

…

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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A Short Story Idea the Lord Gave Me

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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