Come As You Are by Raymond Roy Unlocking the gate. It swings open. Listening over my shoulder. Listening for someone. Anyone. To stop me from locking the gate behind me. Is that you Jesus? Maybe I should leave it unlocked, just in case. Not so fast..A wiseman once told me, ”Expectation destroys gratitude.” He also … Continue reading Come As You Are by Raymond Roy #poetry
I cannot hold you in my hand, and the foundation of your lies are built on sand. If I extend an open hand, a clenched fist is likely what you've planned. If I give you residence in my mind ,you would have me be unkind If I bring you to where love exists, you reassure … Continue reading “The Ego” by Raymond Roy
Gratitude For all that brings joy and for the challenges that shape me. Gratitude connects me to the best life has to offer.. To my family, friend and foe alike, I wish you peace this day. Amen -Goroyboy
I am humbled to to have my first guest writer on my blog. Even more so, I am honored that he is a fellow Marine, willing to share his point of view. A point of view from a vantage point of view, few can say they have experienced. To fully appreciate his perspective, approximately 7% … Continue reading “Biggest Kid on the Block”, guest blogger, USMC combat Veteran.
There are so many scenes in The Godfather that emulate real life on an emotional level. I imagine in part this is why it is considered such a great film. In one particular scene, the Godfather had been shot, the families are at war, all the Corleone Family are hold up in the house as … Continue reading Wartime Meatballs
It's been a while since I was on my knees.... Just as I thought the world is only getting colder, Bowing my head, I felt the weight of the world off my shoulders. It reminded me humility waits patiently, but opens the door on bended knee, as thankfulness, comes naturally. Clasped hands pressed together in … Continue reading “It’s Been Awhile” by Raymond Roy
There is a saying that when you hold onto anger, it's like drinking poison while expecting the other person to die. Last year at this time we were part of the loving vibrant church. It was a large part of who we were as a family and we miss it dearly. I won't go into … Continue reading The Sin Of Anger
Growing up with an older brother in the 70s meant I came to experience a phenomenon called, "The Clench". It was the privilege of being cornered and subjected to a series machine gun punches in the stomach while he yelled,"Muhammad Ali, Frasier", "In The Clench"... For dessert a few breadbasket and head shots...I could not … Continue reading “In The Clench”