An artistic Arthur, wandering in wonder, gives the gift of a view, life broken asunder. A gossamer web, this existance so grand, a look through my eyes, the words in my hand.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Devotional
Wandering calmly in God's Grace,
all the fear now gone,
life's become a centered place,
until he calls me home.
Through prayer I have found my reason,
on my knees I find hope,
now I cherish every season,
in rough waters, his love, my rope.
Reborn resplendently anew
my eyes wide in wonder.
my heart lifted into the light,
the darkness now nearly asunder.
The dawn, it is a joyous gift,
the dusk, a blanket, so warm.
Life a spark, so intense,
my soul an endless form.
Thank you is not nearly enough,
in gratitude for my soul,
for life is a gracious blessing,
and in death you make me whole.
To my Mission brothers and sisters.
I can feel the pulse of Heaven
whenever you are near.
A slow, calm beat in rhythm with my heart.
Feet floating slightly off the ground
as upon the very breath of God.
Your words soothing and true, effortless and joyful.
Your eyes give away your love,
all darkness removed,
I can see within them, an embrace, strong and honest.
Time doesn't exist to you,
but eternity holds your heart,
and clings like a child to it's mother, unknowing of anything else.
The gift you have given me
can hold no bow,
nor be confined in a box.
It flourishes in my soul
like a jungle flower,
stretching desperately towards the light.
You are part of that light,
because of you, I have grown and become stronger.
Because of you, I am beautiful.
Warning: Holy Spirit may be closer than it appears!!!
Side effects might include: kneeling, praying, weeping, raising of arms, loving, healing, embracing, shouting, singing, sharing, rejoicing, laughing, and repeated use of the word Amen. If you should come into contact with the Holy Spirit, climb the nearest mountain and shout it out.
As soon as I was off on my mission trip to Guatemala, the extreme pain I have had in my neck for a year, miraculously disappeared. Apparently being filled with the Holy Spirit has healing properties as well as an overwhelming feeling of joy. Who knew? Oh yeah, Jesus.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Roger Miller is antiquated.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Redheads would make horrible slaves
Redheads would have made terrible slaves. How long could one of my people have possibly lasted in a southern cotten field or desert in Egypt? One or two hours at the most before the sunburn and dehydration brought us to our knees. Then comes the whip, on top of the sunburn when you don't have the ability to move your limbs due to said sunburn. After one day I would look like a lepper dressed up like a shedding snake dipped in blood. I recently talked to a doctor about an article I had read saying that redheads feel pain 30% more than other skin tones. He said he had heard the same thing, right before he shoved a very long epidural needle into my spine without any form of anesthetic. 30% more is a lot people, and I doubt it swings the other way where we feel 30% more pleasure than most. I have yet to even bring on the temperment of my kind, we are know for our quick fuses. The lengths of our lives would have been drastically reduced by the speed of our mouths. We have enough trouble working when you pay us well, and place us in an air conditoined office with a nice view.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Feel free to cry over spilt sand.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Illiterate at the show
I wonder what Illiterate people did at the movies before sound, when you had the read the words. I imagine that is why acting was so over the top and not subtle. Still, Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton, among others, were genius at conveying an emotion.
It is fascinating that body language can be so difficult to control and tells everything of what we are feeling. One reason I love being an actor is that it allows me to try on another form of body language for awhile. I get to examine, for a brief moment in time, what it is like to be someone else, not only convincing others, but quite often myself.
It is fascinating that body language can be so difficult to control and tells everything of what we are feeling. One reason I love being an actor is that it allows me to try on another form of body language for awhile. I get to examine, for a brief moment in time, what it is like to be someone else, not only convincing others, but quite often myself.
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