God I look to You, I won't be overwhelmed
Give me vision to see things like You do
God I look to You, You're where my help comes from
Give me wisdom; You know just what to do
I will love You Lord my strength
I will love You Lord my shield
I will love You Lord my rock forever
All my days I will love You God
Hallelujah our God reigns
Hallelujah our God reigns
Hallelujah our God reigns forever all my days
Hallelujah
- jenn johnson
I think this song pretty much sums up how I feel.
My own feelings of personal inadequacy keep me at bay, Lord you are my Help.
Take what is broken and heal the pain. . .take my heart, have Your Way!
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Misfit...
In the modern age of love and romance, I am the misfit. Having had my heart trampled upon over the course of my life by the two loves of my life, I hold it a little closer, with an iron clad grip.
Elbert Hubbard told us, "the love we give away, is the only love we keep." However, at times I feel that the love I give away, is out there in the dark void of the human condition, that does not know how to receive or give love back. It's lonely sometimes....
My heart will live again.
Elbert Hubbard told us, "the love we give away, is the only love we keep." However, at times I feel that the love I give away, is out there in the dark void of the human condition, that does not know how to receive or give love back. It's lonely sometimes....
My heart will live again.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
I am Second. . . .
Living in Los Angeles has opened up my eyes to the
"lies" one presents to appear as though they are on top of their
game. Our social network platforms have allowed us to create a false image of
who we really are. Just recently one of my roommates discovered that I am a
collector of a "high end" company’s annual catalog, which one may
find on ebay for hundreds of dollars. This roommate proceeded to set up shop
and take a number of photos of a couple of these catalogs and place these
photos on a social network, entitled "a little reading material" all
the while to make sure the name of this company was well focused.
My point is, why create such a façade? Who is one trying to
fool? Does one feel better of themselves because they appear as though they are
something they are not? When asked, the roommate stated that she had heard of
the company on a well known song by an artist that she really respected.
For all who know me, my geekyness can supersede my nerdyness
, however I am always stylish, in the loop, and always the gentlemen. I am a
person of Faith, a “Fanboy” (a Star Wars geek) a collector of catalogs that are
supposedly sung about, I am true to
myself, I am Jesus Garcia.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Into You . . . .
I think one of the biggest misconceptions of today's society that I come across is that if a male is not into a female, that he must not like women. "Maybe he's not that into you. . . ." which sadly is most of the time and case with women I come across.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
A New Year . . .
Today was another cold, yet crisp and pleasant winter day here, in Los Angeles. The house was cold, empty and quiet, Bethany off with her current beau to celebrate the, Marcello more then likely working, and Kelsy and Taylor in San Francisco, leaving me with a little bundle of white fur to tend to.
I woke up to the alarm at 5:20 a.m.Hopped right up off the couch and felt that cold winter chill against my legs. The cold here in Los Angeles is very different from the damp cold that I've always experienced in Oxnard. I turned on the light and I glanced over at Tinkerbell, she was looking right back at me, with the look of what is going on. According to my phone it was a nice 44 degrees, without the possibility of rain, with that I started for my clothing, a shirt, a sweater, a sweatshirt, gloves, scarf and some jeans. I prepped some coffee, Lord knows I needed some caffeine to get the day going.
I started up the television, hoping to hear something about the parade, instead last years parade was being played. I continued about my business getting ready and placed some sausage in a pan, that I might have some breakfast before I head out. I placed my clothes in the dryer that they might be warm when I put them on. The coffee was done . . . I started for my first cup, and though I had a smile on my face, I was still attempting to talk myself out of going to the parade. Doing life alone has never been an easy one for me, but I still carry on, hoping not to miss out on the great wide world.
I was ready to go, Tinkerbell was still on the couch, with wide eyed wonder. I had to tell her, let's go. Only after the lights were off and I was ready to shut the door, did she come a running. I placed one of Mavericks leashes on her, as I was unable to find one that belonged to her and we were out the door. Did I mention it was cold outside, so cold
I woke up to the alarm at 5:20 a.m.Hopped right up off the couch and felt that cold winter chill against my legs. The cold here in Los Angeles is very different from the damp cold that I've always experienced in Oxnard. I turned on the light and I glanced over at Tinkerbell, she was looking right back at me, with the look of what is going on. According to my phone it was a nice 44 degrees, without the possibility of rain, with that I started for my clothing, a shirt, a sweater, a sweatshirt, gloves, scarf and some jeans. I prepped some coffee, Lord knows I needed some caffeine to get the day going.
I started up the television, hoping to hear something about the parade, instead last years parade was being played. I continued about my business getting ready and placed some sausage in a pan, that I might have some breakfast before I head out. I placed my clothes in the dryer that they might be warm when I put them on. The coffee was done . . . I started for my first cup, and though I had a smile on my face, I was still attempting to talk myself out of going to the parade. Doing life alone has never been an easy one for me, but I still carry on, hoping not to miss out on the great wide world.
I was ready to go, Tinkerbell was still on the couch, with wide eyed wonder. I had to tell her, let's go. Only after the lights were off and I was ready to shut the door, did she come a running. I placed one of Mavericks leashes on her, as I was unable to find one that belonged to her and we were out the door. Did I mention it was cold outside, so cold
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
How did Cain know that God did not respect Cain and his offering?? It states "countenance fell" That reminds me of when I was a little boy and I tried so hard at something and I failed, normally that would mean I would look down and away, and my eyes would swell up. I can only imagine what Cain felt like, maybe he did not try his best, I don't know. Sometimes, I know I do things Mickey Mouse (as my dad would call it) wanting to get full credit, like I did my best, trying to outsmart someone and feeling unjustified when they knew better. Everyone wants to be somebody else. . . thinking that if they were somebody, they would be loved. In this case, Cain wanted to be Able.
I just noticed, God asked Cain, "Why are you angry?" Later, after Cain slew his brother, God says "When you till the ground, it shall no longer yield its strength to you"
Take Me Back to the Garden . .
Genesis 1,2 and 3
One of my favorite albums growing up (and to this day, I still enjoy)"the embarrassing young" by John Austin has a track called "Back to the Garden" In it he writes, "I ran from the garden alone, pulling flowers, throwing stones. Now I'm tangled in weeds, that I planted myself and I'm longing for the sound of your Voice. Take me back to the garden, back to where my story started, back to where my heart is."
Adam, the first man, walked and talked with God. Not just with God the Father, but all three I imagine. The Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. They were all there for him and Eve.
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