Thank you for putting into words things that I have felt. Experiences that I have had, seemingly random, butt (hehe) falling into place :)
I felt that this belongs here. I have had this link saved for years, and had forgotten it.
Still small voice.
http://reluctant-messenger.com/sadhu-sundar-singh.htm
My friend, my ally, my child of light. So much joy, so much laughter!
I had to double take at this picture to make sure the naked man was not me, so striking is the similarity in appearance. Even though I know it is another, still my mind fires recognition every time I have seen it since.
Initially I thought I chose the flash as a lark, just an opportunity for a bad pun.
However the choice did not recede from my mind, and it appears that a lot of truth is said in jest after all.
I seek above all to be a good man, like Barry Allen. To be a beacon for what it truly is to be masculine in steady thought, in protective and helpful deed, in physical strength, in competent action, in self reliance, and in LOVE as Yeshua has loved us.
One who calls out the best people.
A harbor in the storm for all who need shelter.
And sometimes of course, this will happen while I am naked and in my natural state,
proud to inhabit and care for this temple that I may inhabit for a short time to do good in this world.
No coincidences.
Careful when you say "Tits or GTFO", you may just get mine:)
Please accept this mornings offering of words and music, may it inspire you, may it fill you up. Bless you! Bless all of you!
Leonard Cohen
"Anthem"
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government –
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring …
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
https://youtu.be/mDTph7mer3I