bryanforchrist on YouTube…

Thousand Foot Krutch 🎶 So Far Gone…

https://youtube.com/shorts/BsiAuQAH7zI?si=XemdgHd5lMAsnU-X 👈

Click on thumbnail inside short for full song… also check out my channel.. and if you like… Subscribe… I pray for all my viewers and subscribers nightly… I only run this channel to hopefully help people and also introduce them to some good Christian music…

From Below to Breath…

Jonah 2:2
From the depths… I cried — and He heard me…

…….B†C→

© 2026 bryanforchrist. All rights reserved.

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Hidden Gems From The B-Side — Faith Side (Week 10)

Sidewalk Prophets 🎶 You Love Me Anyway 🎶 Keep Making Me…

Some bands don’t start on stages…
they start in small rooms… borrowed amps… quiet prayers… and long drives…

Sidewalk Prophets began in 2003 on a college campus in Indiana… just a few friends writing songs about faith doubt and grace while playing worship nights and whatever doors opened…
They toured in vans… played churches and coffee shops… and learned how to carry songs into real lives before anyone was listening…

That slow road mattered… because when their music finally reached the wider world… it already knew how to sit with people…

Two songs from that journey still hit me deep…
and honestly… I think these are two of the greatest Christian songs ever…
I know… that’s saying a lot…
hey… it’s just my opinion… 😁

🎶 You Love Me Anyway
(These Simple Truths 2009 — single 2011)

🎶 Keep Making Me
(Live Like That 2012)

I hope yall enjoy… thank you for your time… have a blessed Sunday…

…….💔→🤲→❤️→✝️→🩹→🕊️
…….🪨→💧→🔥→🫀→🙏
…….🏃‍♂️→✝️→🤍→🌬️→💨
…….🫙→⬇️→✨→⬆️→❤️
…….🌑→🤲→🌟→🛐
…….❤️→✝️→❤️→∞
…….🌬️→🫁→🔥→🕊️
…….🔄→⚒️→🤍→✝️

📖 Romans 5:8
“But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners… Christ died for us…”

© 2026 Bryan H. All rights reserved.

bryanforchrist on YouTube…

Ben Fuller 🎶 Black Sheep…

https://youtube.com/shorts/DiSRvSTe1WI?si=UjcVHS3FHLSWyKjo 👈

Click on thumbnail inside short for full song…

…….🚧🚧🚧→🛤️
🛟→🕳️🕳️🕳️
🙅‍♂️💭→🏠❌
🏃‍♂️💨→🌪️😈
😰❓→😐🎭
🪨❤️→🚪🚶‍♂️
😢💧🙈
📣✨→✝️🚫🏃‍♂️

🐑🖤←✝️❤️

💔🎨→🖋️🔥
🍺💊❌🩹
😰❓→😐🎭
🪨❤️→🚪🚶‍♂️
😢💧🙈
📣✨→✝️🚫🏃‍♂️

🐑🖤←✝️❤️ 
🐑🖤←✝️❤️ 

⏳❓🔮❌
❤️🐑→🔥🌫️
⬇️🔥❌🚫
🐕🐕🐕→🌎
📣→🐑

😰❓→😐🎭 
🪨❤️→🚪🚶‍♂️ 
😢💧🙈 
✨🕊️→✝️🚫🏃‍♂️ 
✨🕊️→✝️🚫🏃‍♂️ 

🐑🖤←✝️❤️ 
🐑🖤←✝️❤️

Psalm 68:6… God sets the lonely in families…

© 2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved

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Saltwater and Second Chances

The Day Me and My Friend Almost Drowned…

It was the summer of 1996…
I had it all figured out—
  until I didn’t…
I thought I could—
  until I couldn’t…

Life shows up at times…
 and will straight wreck your ship—
it’s a beast…
 a leviathan…

You can’t just ebb with the tide…
 if you don’t lead it—
  it will lure you…

Drowning is not an option…
Swim like your life depends on it—
  because it does…

Me…
my friend Terrell…
and his girlfriend Helen
decided to go to Panama City.. Florida
for the weekend…

It was about a six hour drive from Atlanta…
I was really spontaneous back then—
 so were my friends…

We would do crazy stuff on a whim…
 without thinking much about it…
it was Helen’s idea—
 T and me just looked at each other
  and smiled…

Within half an hour…
we were in the car and on the road—
 the highway was our runway…
 we didn’t have a flight plan…

After watching my life race by
like highway lines…
for what felt like eternity—
we finally made it…

That’s a notorious drive…
 it always feels double the time it takes…

So we found our rooms…
 chilled for a short time…
bought beer—
 and headed to the beach…

I didn’t know this but
T brought a funnel…
and he knew I had never done it before—
 so I tried it…
  about choked myself…

No bro…
it’s cool…
thanks anyway…

I like to actually taste
and enjoy a beer—
not shoot it like a rocket…
Down my throat…
to my brain
and insides…

So after a day of brutal heat
and alcohol…
I could hear the Gulf
calling my name—

Deep calls to deep…
 like a favorite song…

The two of us traded
the safety of the sand…
 for liquid turquoise…
oh.. how good it felt
on my body…

Such a beautiful and strange thing—
 is water…
It gives life…
 it can take it too…

We both were excellent swimmers…
 loved it so…
spent a lot of time in the water together—
 we ventured out pretty far…

I started to get a little tired…
Told T we should head back to shore—
 he agreed…
I could tell he was tiring too…

We hit a sandbar…
finally able to stand…
feel the bottom again…

I could feel the alcohol
hitting me more…
 creeping up on me…
  my head was spinning…

As I was bobbing…
 fighting waves…
an undercurrent picked up slightly—
 pulled us off the sandbar…

We could no longer stand…
It was back to treading…

T wasn’t looking good—
 he had way too much to drink…
This was a bad idea…
 things were about to get real…

Suddenly—
we were like two kites
with broken strings…

He started to struggle hard…
 fell below the surface…
  then up again…
   then down once more…

Oh no…
 oh no…

He cried out for me—
 help me…
  then he went under…

I went down after him…
with what strength I had left—
 got him back up…

But he was in survival mode…
 total panic…

He clung to me—
 I couldn’t move
  my arms
  or legs…

Next thing I know…
I was under water…
 he was on top of me…

Stepping all over me—
 his feet pushing me further down
as he fought for his life…
 to stay afloat…

I sank below…

Under water…
 out of strength…
  out of breath…
   far from home…

Fear spun over me
like a dreaded whirlwind—

I thought about the ones I loved…
 my life…
  how I should have done better…

I tried to fight some more—
 but I just had nothing left…
  zero breath…

I noticed the sun above…
 its beams shooting through the water
  all around me…

The fear left…
I was ok now…

I said a prayer…
 then from beneath the ocean…
  I said my goodbyes…

I gave up and breathed in saltwater…

Then—
unexpectedly…

I felt sand under my feet…
With new-found strength—
 I pushed off and up…

My head shot above water…
I found myself again
on the elusive sandbar…

I instantly started coughing…
 spitting out water from my lungs…

I breathed in—
 it was air this time…

I slowly walked
the narrow sandbar
back to shallower water…

I made it back to the beach…

My waterlogged body—
 collapsing…
  surrendering to sleep…

Later that evening…
close to sunset…

I woke…
 I remembered…
  I was so thankful…
   grateful…
    happy to be alive…

But oh my Lord—
 where was T…
  was he ok…

Then—
down the beach…

I saw him
and Helen…

The same thing had happened to him…
He somehow made it to shore…
 passed out…
  and slept…

He had just woken up
the same time I did…

This was all just so unreal…
How blessed
and fortunate
we were to have made it out…

I learned major lessons that day…
 I’m always learning stuff…

My friend T survived the ocean that day…
Only to be shot and killed years later—

Murdered…
 gunned down…
  in cold blood…

Like he was nothing…

over nothing…

He made it out of the water…
 but not the world…

And I’m still out here…

trying to make sense
  of the waves

that never stop coming…

Psalm 42:7 (NIV)


“Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls…
all your waves and breakers have swept over me…”

© 2026 Bryan H. All rights reserved.

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The Window Song

one broken summer… one beautiful moment…

The Summer of 97`
was rough man…

like couldn’t get any worse…
far as the heart goes…


go read my story First Love
and you will get it… 😁


…but now looking back…
it was beautiful…

So I did three things that summer…

went to work…
played my guitar…
hung out with friends…


killing everything with drugs and alcohol…
straight up gunning my life down…


At the time… I was living in a downstairs apartment…
in the burbs of Atlanta…


That summer… I spent many a day and night…
many an hour…


sitting on the edge of my bed…
right in front of an open window…


strumming my strings…
singing my blues away…


learning new songs…
holding fast to old ones…


I had just finished a concert to myself lol…
when I heard a soft hello…


Then I looked… and there —
at my window —

was the beautiful face
that belonged to the voice…


She lived in the neighborhood…
I didn’t know her…


With my guitar still in my hands…
we talked — through the screen —


She was kind… honest…
open…


She told me that for a month…
she would pass by my window…


hoping I would be there…
singing…
playing…


She told me how much she looked forward to it…
how the music helped her…
because she was dealing with much in her life…

She said she would lean against my building…
beside my window…
just out of sight…


listen for a while…
breathe in deep…


she said my feelings —
that I was giving away in those songs —
she recognized them…
as her own…

She said she’d get lost in my songs…
forget things…
for a little while…


I’ve never had a better compliment…


So I told her…


my window… was her window…
my song… was her song…


and she was welcome… anytime…

`’.°~

…….<~|🜔|~>→🪟→♪♪~…….<~|*|~>→|[]|→~~~♪~ `.°~ @’~~~ that’s what she said…

While writing this I listened to the album Kerosene Hat by Cracker… from 1993…

She was definitely… a hidden gem… from the b-side… 😎`’.,

© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

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Blood In The Sky 🔴`’.°~

a night in my life…

In June of 2o09…
I walked away from the drug life
away from the people
The Culture
The chaos
The darkness


But darkness does not always let go easily


These were the people I once called friends
One of them was like a brother to me
Yet they secretly planned to take my life


They were tied to something dangerous — an organization that did not forgive


I knew too much


They tricked me into going on a road trip to another state


Their plan was to hand me over…

to people who were supposed to kill me

make me disappear forever…

As truth slowly began to reveal itself
fear poured through me…


I thought to myself


This is it…
it’s over…
I’m done…
I’m about to die…


So I began to pray silently…
Believing I was about to meet my maker…


Then something happened — something Holy


A presence stood beside me…

Fear lifted off me…

A deep peace fell over me…

I knew…

I wasn’t alone…

And the men with me felt it too — they knew something greater than them had stepped in…


What I did not know was that they had secretly drugged me


I began to feel sick


The world began to fade away…  everything went black…


The next thing I remember — waking up in a hospital


I stayed there for two weeks


My body… recovering
My heart… waking up…

When I walked out
I was not the same…


Jesus met me — I’ve followed Him ever since…


I couldn’t go home
But that was ok…


I didn’t want to be there anyway…


Later.. I learned what really happened that night…


God spoke to the heart of one of the men…


The same man who helped plan my death… was the one who called for help…


He helped save my life…


He chose mercy… over murder…

I will never forget that moon…


Huge… low…

heavy in the night…

close enough to touch…


Deep red and orange — like blood in the sky…

After that night…


God led me into discipleship and ministry…


He gave me a vision…
a heart for people…


a promise…


that my life…


would rest safely in His hands always…


what was supposed to be an ending…
turned into a beginning…


a chance to turn it all around…

© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

Reach For The Sky… ‘Cause Tomorrow… May Never Come…

So I sit at the edge of my bed…
I strum my guitar… and I sing an outlaw love song…

With a guitar in my hand… I stand a little taller…

The Green-Eyed Lion of Judah…

the dream that changed it all 🦁

Summer of 1997…

In this season of my life…
I was far away from the God I walked with as a boy and teenager…
but He wasn’t far from me…
He was still right where I had left Him…

I was asleep one night…
I had a dream…
in the middle of addiction…
in the middle of my sin…
this was it…



I found myself on a path…
alone…

I looked around…
in awe…
the road was marble…
gold…
silver…
lined with precious jewels…
vibrant…
alive with color…

I thought…
where am I
where is everyone

All at once…
I felt breath upon my neck…

slowly…
I turned around…
before me…
was the most brilliant…
awesome…
magnificent thing…
I have ever laid eyes on…

It was a Lion…

close as could be…

I was face to face with Him…

His eyes were so green…
so piercing…
He saw right through me…

Suddenly…
I became afraid…
what was He about to do
what was about to happen

Beneath the fear…
reverence…

I knew…
He was King of all…

Then…
He began to move…

He lowered His head…
nudged me…
to start walking…

As I moved along the path…
He followed behind me…

Up ahead…

a small white horse…

The Lion went out…
met the horse…
devoured it…
swallowed it whole…

Then He returned behind me once again…
pushing me…
down the path…

At the end…
a wide marble staircase…

He came around from behind me…
moved up the stairs…
sat on the throne…

At His side…
two other Lions…

I fell on my face…

I worshipped Him…

I knew…

He was God…



I immediately woke up…

I jumped out of bed…
started writing down the dream…
because I didn’t want to forget it…

But it didn’t matter…

I never have forgotten…

It is as clear to me today…
as when it first happened…

I’m able still…
to close my eyes…
relive it…
just as vivid…
anytime I want…

For years…
I felt the dream was God telling me…
that He was with me…
calling me…
to straighten up…
follow Him…

Then… June of 2o09…

After the second attempt on my life…
God rescued me…
miraculously…
just in time…
brought me safely out of it… to Florida…
to a men’s discipleship and drug rehab ministry…

I had been there for several months…
it was now fall…

One afternoon…
outside… raking leaves…
singing…
praising…
alone…

Suddenly…
I was reminded of my dream…

I looked out across the property…

In the front of the building…
a small pond…
and in the center…
a fountain…
of a Lion…

Then I noticed something else…

The driveway…
L shaped…
like the path in my dream…

At the end of the driveway…
where the throne would be…
two Lion statues…
one on each side…

I was blown away…

Everything made sense now…

I was without words…

And I still am today…
when I think about it all…



I later became the resident director of that ministry…
spent four years there…

I watched God work strong and mighty…
in the lives of hundreds of broken men…
that came through our doors…
transforming them…
they were never the same…

And in my life…
there is absolutely…
no doubt…
what has happened…
taken place…

who is responsible…
who gets the credit…
the glory…
the honor…
the praise… 🙌



and…`.°~ ¡-~-¡`°
the small white horse…
my enemies…
my past…

© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

Psalm 143: 9-12…

Deliver me… O LORD… from mine enemies…
I flee unto thee for refuge… to hide me…
Teach me to do thy will… for thou art my God…
thy spirit is good… lead me into the land of uprightness… onto level ground… because of mine enemies…
Quicken me… O LORD… for Jesus Christ name’s sake…
for thy righteousness’ sake… bring my soul out of trouble…
And of thy loving kindness… and mercy… cut off mine enemies…
and destroy all them that afflict my soul..
for I am thy servant… thy friend… thy child…

…..-¡-
…..t

The Ink And The Needle…

In memory of Joey…

So I once wrote a piece called “fourteen”
Some of you read it
About the death of my friend
When I was young
And how it changed everything for me early on

I’ve been thinking of him today
And.. I was reminded of this story

It was 1988
Me
Joey
And Chris

We had our entire lives in front of us
But who really cared about that crap right now
We were too busy being country boys

Hunting
Fishing
Shooting guns
Listening to music
Playing football and baseball
Laughing and pranking each other
Sneaking in and out of the neighborhood girls’ bedroom windows late at night
While the oblivious moms and dads slept quiet.. and cold… back to back…

Raiding the liquor cabinet of my friend April’s dad
Filling the bottles back up with tea or water
Or whatever the hell we could find

Life was sweet
Alive…………………………………………………..`.°~
Intoxicating

Feels so long ago
And now it’s just these words

One day.. the three of us decided to buy some Indian ink from the local drug store
And give each other tattoos

We were great at many things
However
Drawing with a dipped sewing needle was not one of them.. haha

We secured the ink and the needle
Yes…
One needle…
For all three of us…

We didn’t care about disease back then
We were blood brothers anyway

So we ventured way back into the woods along a creek we frequented
There was a huge fallen oak tree across the water
Forming a natural bridge

This was our favorite hangout spot
We also fished the creek often
Mostly after school and on the weekends

Those woods…
We knew them well
The three of us spent a lot of our lives there

So we sat together on that tree bridge

Joey was first up for the ink
He was the brave one
The cool one
The leader

After all
It was his idea

He picked me to be the one to permanently eff his skin up for life…

I was nervous
I didn’t really want to do it

Stop being a pussy Bryan
Ok…
I got this
Give me the ink and the needle and stfu
Watch and learn fellas

So I proceeded

I put the needle to his back

And gave him his initials… J. T.

He also wanted a cross
And so I did…

And I have to say
It looked pretty badass
For what I had to work with
Not bad at all

What a relief…

But when my turn came
I don’t know what the hell came over me

I became afraid
Not only of the pain
But of the forever of it

If this is going to be on me for life
Then I want it to look good
Not some black chicken-scratch bullshit.. I have to stare at forever

The fear got me
And I didn’t go through with it

So we wrapped up the ink and the needle
Placed it in a little wooden box
And hid it inside a hollowed-out dead tree

Then we went home

And I caught hell from them the whole way back…
For chickening out…

And I did feel bad
Like I broke our bro code
Like I let my crew down

That was one of the last times I ever saw Joey alive…

The next time
Was when I stood over his casket at the funeral

A few months went by…

One night I was in my room playing my guitar late…
And I caught his spirit…
I felt his presence…

I don’t really have words for it
But I was so moved by it…

That I grabbed a flashlight
Climbed quietly out my bedroom window
So I wouldn’t wake anyone

Went into the woods
Retrieved the wooden box with the ink and the needle
Made it back to my room

Sat on my bed

And gave myself a small cross tattoo on my arm…

In memory of my friend…

Late that night… the ink finally meant something…

…….↑≠◇→~✿✿~→✖→✖→✖’

© Bryan H. 2025 — All Rights Reserved

`’.,°~

Hidden Gems From The B-Side — Life Side (Week 3)

Better Way 🎶 Sister Hazel

Thought I would do one more from Sister Hazel… and then next week I’ll be moving on to someone else…
This last song is called “Better Way”… and it’s maybe my favorite from them — it just really speaks to me… lyrically and musically…
It’s definitely a hidden gem… not as known as some of their other songs…
It debuted in August of 2o09 on the album “Release”…
I’ve also included a few more videos of them below…
I hope you enjoy…

Front porch pickin’ 👇 just hangin’ out

cool song video of the band and family 👇

👇🔥💯

…….~→†→~’…….♪♪→◎←♪♪’…….♪→◎→♪“`’…….~♪~◎~♪~’………~◇~♪→~’…..♪◎♪’…….◇→♪→¤→~’…….¤→◇→♪~’…….◇♪~’-.°•¡-`▪︎◇¿

”’ the bright skies.. they only fool the men who are blind
So.. look through the smile and see what’s behind..”‘ 🎶

”’ Now.. here I sit.. in a cage all my own
It’s a new life.. it’s a brand new home
And it’s made out of steel.. it’s built out of fear
It’s closed up to you and it’s part of the deal…”’ 🎶