Eyes Front

"Eyes front!" is a military expression. When passing a reviewing stand a body of troops are ordered to look at the dignitary on the stand. The order "Eyes right!" would be given. This involves turning the head slightly to the right and looking out of the sides of ones eyes. Then when the column passed the stand the counter-order "Eyes front!" would be given, at which time the marchers all face the front and continue the march.
Today I was reminded that keeping my eyes on the present, the here and now, will spur me forward. It is the looking back at what was and hoping for those same results that can take my eyes off what is in front of me, what can make a change in me today.
I just started day 3 with my Personal Trainer and I was pumped. My mind was in a good place. I was looking back at my army years when I was strong and lean, looking back at the days when I taught Physical Education and my muscles were toned and defined and even as soon as the days past where I was working out at the gym with ease instead of pain. I soon realized that even though it may be good to look back at what I once accomplished and use that as my motivation, I still have to keep "Eyes front!" to achieve today's success.
I am not what I once was, but I'm still not what I can be. I want to be healthy, feel that way and do it just one day at a time. Sometimes I may sneak a peak in the rear but it's "Eyes front!" From here on out.

Just For You

Color brings the beauty to everything! God gave us rainbows in vivid colors. The day skies pour out hues of blue, white, gray, pink, a little orange and a tad of black. The night skies illuminate a brightness from a canvas of darkness, black.

The essence of beauty can be seen as close as our own front yard and as far away as the skies. Look closely how the flowers lay dormant and burst from the ground with an urgency to expel their beauty. Imagine the skies without color, bland. 

God's Masterpiece lays near and far, all around us. Let your eyes see the painting He has made just for you.

Yesterday

Yesterday. She claims all the beautiful memories we hold dear. However, she will not infringe her moments on you, but will gladly relive them as you choose to remember.
Today on Facebook a friend I graduated High School with posted a picture that took me back to Yesterday.
School days...my Senior year, a picture of all my class members grouped together on the sandy Dayton Beach shores, 1969. Those once tiny little teen-aged bodies are now aged in years with gray hair, wrinkles, sickness, and even some deaths, but those days are memories. Those memories are youthful. Those memories are yesterday.



"Like a cloud on a summer day you float through my being,
surrounding me with wisps of dreams interrupted by a glimmer of reality.
While in this state you allow me to be who and what I want to be, yet provide me with the stability that I need.................."

Reflecting
by Larry A. Huff

The Rocker

Wait!!!!

That's not my style.
That's not my chair.
That's never going to be me.

I am healthy, I walk a lot, I exercise and life is good! I am choosing  to stay positive. Yes, that is what I will continue to do.
We can do all these extras with certainty that it will make us feel better and perhaps look better, but for how long?  We are never going to beat aging. The BIBLE tells us that there is a time to be born and a time to die.  "Hey!" you say, "let's not talk death."  You are correct, I am talking about aging, but one comes after the other. That is the process; one we can gracefully enter into.

"Aging is not lost youth, but a new stage of opportunity and strength."

~Betty Friedan~

God, don’t leave me    

even when I’m old and have gray hair

Let me live to tell my children about your power    

Let me tell all of them about your mighty acts.

Psalm 71:18

Beauty Caged Inside

How is it that we let life's greatness and her beauty become caged inside of us?  It is our lack of trust in who we are that we refuse to release the freedom and escape outside those confined perimeters.  I am reminded through the words of this poem that we CAN be and we CAN feel and we CAN be all that we are meant to be.

I feel now like a flower in the Spring just before blooming.
There is an energy, a force welling up within me that makes my shoulders ache as if they were about to burst. 
I know this feeling, I am about to explode into the full bloom of my potential. I am about to fulfill my fate. I am  about to be the me I was meant to be. 
I can no longer be contained!

  REFLECTING
~Larry A. Huff~

HIGH PLACES

“…for it is only on the High Places of Love that anyone can receive the power to pour themselves down in an utter abandonment of self-giving.” 

HIND'S FEET ON HIGH PLACES.    

-Hannah Hurnard

I have been there. Woke up one morning thinking what can I do today to be utterly happy, chancing anything and anyone. That was in my youth when I was sure every day was just perfect.

In The Midst of...

There is nothing more beautiful than words. From the way we inflect to how we verbalize can fashion  the beauty of our words. To bring that beauty to life is the lesson we want to learn.

“My dear,
In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
I realized, through it all, that…
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.

Truly yours,
Albert Camus”

― Albert Camus, The Stranger

Where Is The Love?

Our world is all turned upside down. We are forgetting the love and focusing more on power and ownership.  
I posted this on my Facebook group, https://www.facebook.com/groups/InspiringAgapeLove and want to share.
"IF this Facebook page is to inspire and cause us to think about our Walk with God, then please read these lyrics. Broke my heart for God."

"What's wrong with the world, mama

People livin' like they ain't got no mamas

I think the whole world addicted to the drama

Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma

Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism

But we still got terrorists here livin'

In the USA, the big CIA

The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK

But if you only have love for your own race

Then you only leave space to discriminate

And to discriminate only generates hate

And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah

Madness is what you demonstrate

And that's exactly how anger works and operates

Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight

Take control of your mind and meditate

Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all

People killin', people dyin'

Children hurt and you hear them cryin'

Can you practise what you preach

And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us

Send some guidance from above

'Cause people got me, got me questionin'

Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)

Where is the love (The love)

Where is the love, the love, the love

It just ain't the same, old ways have changed

New days are strange, is the world insane?

If love and peace are so strong

Why are there pieces of love that don't belong?

Nations droppin' bombs

Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones

With ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young

So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone

So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong

In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin' in

Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends

Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother

A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover.             

The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug

If you never know truth then you never know love

Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)

Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)

Where's the love, y'all

People killin', people dyin'

Children hurt and you hear them cryin'

Can you practise what you preach

And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us

Send some guidance from above

'Cause people got me, got me questionin'

Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love (The love)?

Where is the love, the love, the love?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder

As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder

Most of us only care about money makin'

Selfishness got us followin' the wrong direction

Wrong information always shown by the media

Negative images is the main criteria

Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria

Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema

Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity

Whatever happened to the fairness and equality

Instead of spreading love we're spreading animosity

Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down

There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under

Gotta keep my faith alive 'til love is found

Now ask yourself

Where is the love?

Where is the love?

Where is the love?

Where is the love?

Father, Father, Father, help us

Send some guidance from above

'Cause people got me, got me questionin'

Where is the love?

Sing with me y'all:

One world, one world (We only got)

One world, one world (That's all we got)

One world, one world

And something's wrong with it (Yeah)

Something's wrong with it (Yeah)

Something's wrong with the wo-wo-world, yeah

We only got

(One world, one world)

That's all we got

(One world, one world)"
~BLACK EYED PEAS~
"Where Is The Love?"

Music Speaks

                                                              M U S I C 

Listen as it speaks to us.

Music Moves us.

Music Unburdens us.

Music Subdues us.

Music Invigorates us.

Music Cheers us.

All the elements of nature speak to us and through music we feel them. 

Watch the trees as the wind moves through the branches. There is music in them.

Watch the sky as the clouds roll. There is music in their movement.

See the Spring showers beating on the ground. There is music in the tiny droplets. 

The ocean's tide moves inward on the beach then recedes leaving an imprint on the sand. There is music in the rush of the tide.

Yes, music speaks to us. In all God's beauty, He made music for our enjoyment. 

Listen as He plays.

Forever in His Grip,

Kayron

 

Hidden Beauty

-Revised 3/08/2014 Blog-

I find that winter months leave me yearning for sunny days. Where is the beauty of winter as she leaves her imprint on our land?  Grounds are frozen, air is chilled, trees have no leaves and flowers have no bloom. I ask again, where is the beauty of winter? As I rode the highway traveling this winter God opened my eyes to a simple image that displayed His awesomeness. One far away image of a little red barn showing off in the midst of a beautiful landscape of snow proved to me that winter does hold beauty. Actually beauty is all around us, but we do not see it until we look with our hearts what our eyes are already seeing.

When We Trust Someone

I am married to a man who loves me, puts me first in his life and financially provides for me. Still, I ponder on this beautiful quote.
I trust him; he sees my smile but does he see the sorrow behind it?
I trust him;  he knows I love him but does he see my love behind my anger?
I trust him;  he sees my silence but does he know the reason behind my silence?
When it douub, ask. I did and the answer was an astounding yes.
Finding the "someone" you fit well with is never a guarantee, but trusting in that "someone" is a start. Starting is the beginning.