My parents are trying to get me to write a blog about cancer. Truthfully, if I did write a blog, it’d be about how weird they are.
Posting this on behalf of my father, who is just dumb. #rstales
Dear future spouse,
I cradle every word as I write it; I don’t want to let you down in any way, but time is not on our side tonight and so I must say what I’ve longed to say as long as my memory holds. You are the craftswoman that captured my heart when my head wasn’t working the way it used to. Your voice calls out to me when I lie still at night. My breath is altered with every syllable that rolls off your tongue. I cling to your every word and wonder if you feel the same emptiness I feel when I’m alone.
I’d like to hold you in my arms tonight, and if I had a saxophone, I’d play it for you, although I suspect I’d quickly realize I can’t impress you with a sax in the way I’d want to — in a perfect way.
You know my bumps in life and roll over them neatly.
I listen over and over to your fellowship until I realize who the fool really is. (Hint: It’s me, for the record.)
And I know that I’ve fallen hard and just want to ask one question…
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The spirit of comparison Will rob you of identity Because you will be too busy Focused on who you’re not Instead of who you were created to be
Before you were in your mother’s womb You were known by God You are uniquely and wonderfully made No need for a facade
You don’t have to fake the funk Or try to be like what you see The anointing on our lives is on the REAL you And on the REAL me
I need you to remember And don’t you ever forget That the real you is a weapon And one of satan’s biggest threats — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2PDoqQp
My Sunday #golf blend.
So here’s a weird question posed to the internet: When you’re online and you’re chatting with someone who is purported to be both your cousin and someone famous, at what point do you trust that you’re actually chatting with that person and not the infamous email scam prince? Get back to me with your answer, H. ;)
It didn’t take long for the NYPost to go negative. What’s wrong with the Aussies?!
This mix is dedicated to my favorite redhead. I apologize for posting it a day late.
Happy Resurrection Day, my dear cousin. The Vatican sends their greetings.
https://soundcloud.com/djmax-29/the-mix-for-the-jesus-brood/s-l2eS6HlWkEr
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