Struggling With Trump

It's not much of a secret of my disdain for Trump. I strongly feel that he has taken our country deep into the mud, degrading all part of moral character, constantly belittling races, religions, countries and people who oppose him relentlessly, bullying many as a kid on the playground, calling them names. So yes, you could say I don't like him. His egotism, lies and false truths, no matter what good he has done, has negated that with his degrading of the office he holds.

That all said, I'll probably never respect the man.

But I'm constantly reminded of the need of praying for him. He is just a man and with the office he holds, needs our prayers more than ever. I know I'm not one who wants or has the right to cast the first stone. I look at my own life and see so many flaws, I have no right to judge anyone. I struggle with my own moral character without condemning others.

With the authority he holds, I need to pray even harder that he finds the light and love of our Lord Jesus Christ, that he will find a better way to rule our country, or maybe that he finds the love to rule his own heart.

And as I learn to pray for him, I need to learn to pray more for myself as well, that I don't let my resentments cloud my own heart to not judge and criticize.

I also need to let go of the resentment I have for so many friends and family members. I resent the fact that so many criticized President Obama relentlessly without any prayers or apologies and now get so upset when I say anything derogatory about Trump. They seen to forget what they said and did, but tell me I have no right to criticize Trump.

I know, I have a lot of resentments to work out.

So is there much hope for both him and me, I hope so. If I can learn to clear my heart of the disdain, the resentments, the anger, the frustration and really learn to pray for him, and me, their may be hope.

Lately in the Life

The last few months have been a bit of a blur. The days and weeks have been passing by faster than I've been ready for. It seems that I've lost my passions for Life.....again..... Complacency has certainly slipped in and maybe a little bit of laziness as well. I've forgotten that my Life is special and each day needs to be special as well.

We all slip into the moments where we lose track of our purpose, our goals and our dreams. Some seem to take only a little time to get back to normal. Others get caught up in the rut and spend way too much time existing, not living. Guess I've been there lately.

I've had to take another look at my passions and make strides in lighting the fire that moves me. Not an easy task, not easy at all. Sitting down and writing today is my attempt to get back on track and hopefully I'll be able to stay on course. Returning to my joy of writing will offer the motivation that I so badly need.
Sometimes it takes baby steps to bring back the Life you desire. Sometimes it takes giant leaps to get back to where we need to be.

If you find yourself in one of these moments that seem to last a while, maybe it's time to take a look at where your passions lie and by starting off with baby steps can you begin to find what your Life is lacking

This may not be where you're at right now. Your passions may be at a special place in your everyday happenings. But if you get to this place again, take stock in what you want and where you've been and start the steps needed to get back on course to making your life the best in can be, making each day as special as you can.

Back For a While

It's been a while since I've written a post here. It's been an interesting few years, keeping me pretty busy and turning my interest to a variety of projects. The formation of a publishing company, the publishing of a songbook, "Songs of the Heart" and the book "Whispers of Life" as well as a lot of changes to my personal life have kept me occupied.

I've tried spending a lot of time trying to encourage others as well as myself to make the world a better place. There is too much turmoil in the world and we each should try to Make the World a Better Place and Be Who We Wish the World Would Be.

The next few blogs will be similar to my book, sharing life experiences that hopefully we can all identify with and learn from. I hope my return to this blog can be a time of uplifting and encouraging as well as interesting to those who keep up with it.

And the Journey Continues.....

Gone For A While

Haven't had much time here for a while. I'm working on my new book "Whispers of Life". Hopefully this will be finished in the next few months and then I'll return to blogging more here.

Wynn

The Music of Christmas

Every year the feeling of dread comes as I realize the holiday season is upon us once again. It was only yesterday that I took down the tree and all the decorations and here it is, time to put them back up. Seems like it will be but a minute, then time to take them down again.

Thanksgiving and Christmas were always special as a kid, but time was moving at a much slower pace back then. Up until a few years ago, the time to be Thankful and the Spirit of Christmas always had a warm place in my heart. It was a bit of a surprise in my Mom's later years, to go home and find no tree, no decorations, no sign of Christmas around her house. Even with my Dad's pleas for something, she had lost the desire. So as I too began to struggle for some of the spirit lost, I had to find my own way of rekindling the Spirit of the Season.

Every year I've complained that Hallmark Channel, Lifetime and others started their run of Christmas movies right after Halloween. Reluctantly, I began my own quest to regain my warm fuzzy feeling of the holidays by watching these movies the week before Thanksgiving. Seems that if I didn't, Thanksgiving and Christmas would come and go before I even thought of decorating the house.

Renewing my tradition this week, I wondered what it was about these movies that helped bring about my Christmas Spirit. All of the movies in one aspect or another, had the same theme, something bad will be eventually be turned into something good. I caught myself leaving before the end of the movie for that reason. So what was it about these movies that warmed my heart. It finally hit me that it was the music. Even though Christmas music sounded way out of place the week after Halloween, that's what was drawing me in.

Music has been a large part of who I am for most of my life and Christmas music has been an even larger part during the holiday season. After college, I wrote several Christmas Cantatas for my church, back home in Texas. The process usually started in the middle of the summer and ended about two weeks before the choir presented it. The music became a much stronger symbol of Christmas to me as I spent so much time pouring my heart into it.

So why did it take so long for me to realize that it was the music.

The past few years, I would rather have the sound of the TV in the background than music. I had the feeling I would miss something on the TV if I didn't have it on. I guess it was because of the times we live in. But actually I was missing out by not having the music playing to soothe my soul. And because of that lack of music, the music that stirred me, brought me back to where my spirit needed to be at Christmas. It doesn't take watching a half a dozen Christmas movies in a row to work on my spirit. It takes getting back to my roots with my Christmas music, not only listening to more, but maybe creating more as well.

They say Christmas is where your heart is. It's time I start sharing more of my Heart through the Music that I Love


and the Journey Continues......

A Simple Man

To be a simple man
One that is humble and patient, kind and generous
A man who sees the world with simple eyes
And a loving heart

A simple man sees the good in others
But reflects all that is negative back to the source
Not letting those who latch on to him, pull him down with anger
Respecting himself first, remaining calm and composed

He shows the world how it should be
Without bias and anger, showing only love and respect
When heated debates arise, he steps back
Knowing no one wins

He shares his views with patience and kindness
And only when there's a reason to show a positive point of view
He waits for that right moment to arise
Never adding to the drama of others

To be a simple man
Not showing his weakness but showing his strength
A man that knows when to say no
But is giving to those in need

A man that will be known by his character
By his grace and kind deeds
A simple man with a purpose
To reach the world through peace

What Will I See

What will I see when I wake up today
Will I see through the same eyes as yesterday
Will I see a world in turmoil
Will I feel the defeat

When I wake up today
Will I see my life defeated and worn down
Will I see the mistakes and choices
Will they bring me down once more

What will I see when I wake up today
Will I change my vision
Will I see in color or black and white
Will my sight be blurred or focused

When I wake up today
Will it be a new day
Will I feel refreshed
Will I see the sun shining through

What will I see when I wake up today
Will I choose to stare or really see
Will the scares in my eyes be gone
Will my heart rejoice with the life I live

When I wake up today
Will it be a new day
Will it be filled with joy and excitement
Will the choice be mine

What will I see when I wake up today
Will I see skies of blue
Will my heart be free
Will my life be new

A Tender Heart

A tender heart is a gentle soul
But burdened too many times from the concern and compassion it feels

A tender heart reaches out to the simplest things
As well as the downtrodden and the lost, the broken and the damaged

A tender heart cares so deeply
It tries so hard to lighten the world of it's pain and injustice

A tender heart makes the world it's priority
Loosing itself too many times, putting it's own needs last

A tender heart concerns itself so much
It forgets how to live each day filled with the joy of living

A tender heart can make one weary
But fulfilled when it sees the fruit of it's labor

A tender heart wants the world to be a better place
Worrying too much on what is and what could be

A tender heart can be a blessing and a curse
Searching for that place between what it can do and what it can't

A tender heart needs compassion and balance
Finding ways to put action to concerns but letting go when no answer is found

A tender heart sows and reap
Always learning to care to a point, then letting go

Mama and Her Makeup

When my Mom and Dad passed, I was the one left to make the decisions about their final arrangements. Most of the decisions were easy, but one that really sounded simple, was the most difficult for me.

When my Mom passed, the funeral home called me in to make sure I approved of the way she looked. With my first glance, I thought she looked good, considering she had lost so much weight. I walked away thinking she looked peaceful but as I came back to look, I realized there was something missing. She didn't quite look like Mama.

As long as I can remember, Mama never left the house without her makeup on. She always had a slightly purple tint of eye shadow as well as lipstick. As she got older, she would put her makeup on first thing in the morning, Even when she was in the nursing home, she would never leave her room till she applied her makeup and always had that small tint of purple on her eyes.

As I thought about this at the funeral home, I realized that's what was missing. I explained this to the worker there and they applied the makeup. Surprisingly, this decision was the most troubling to me. Did I or did I not make the right decision. This simple decision has caused me the most worry since then.

This was the one decision I really wish there would have been someone to help me with. I've told myself it was the decision that I thought was best at the time. I've told myself that it's done and long gone.

It's interesting that some of the simplest things have a way of causing the most regret. I've been looking at some of my regrets lately, trying to get a deeper insight as to why I have hung on to them for so long. Taking a look at this today, I made a judgement call at the time from Mama's life, from her daily routine, from what she thought was important.

So today I've finally let go of this regret. No more if''s, and's, but's or more. I hope maybe through this process I can slowly let go and be at peace with more regrets of what was done and decisions I've made through years. No more pondering on things that don't matter as much and decisions that were made a long time ago, a process that will hopefully put that long lost smile on my face once more.


and the Journey Continues.....

Regrets

I'm probably one of the worst for hanging on to regrets. I know all of the words of wisdom and advice for letting them go, so I can proceed ahead with a more joyful and brighter future, but I don't.

I hang on to decisions. Those I had to make when there was no one to ask for help. I regret the little things, the decisions, the why didn't I do this or that. I know it's too late to change any of these decisions but I still seem to hang on to them,

Recently I've thought about making a list of all the regrets I hold on to. Then I can make a conscientious mind set that all of these things are in the past and can't be changed. I've thought about taking that list and burning it as a symbol that nothing more can be done to change the outcome.

I'm not sure why I cling to them. Sometimes I think that some people have this built into their personality and characteristics. That having a mind that's logical and calculated and a bit of a perfectionist makes it harder to let go. Even with all of the knowledge of knowing what's right, a bit of worry and regret seems to hang in there.

As the song says, "Let I Go, Let It Go" or the words "Let Go and Let God" makes perfect sense for some, for others it's easier to say than to put into action. Unless you have this type of personality, you may not be able to comprehend what we go through.

So what do I do? I continually to try to change my mindset. Maybe burning the list will work, maybe not, but I have to keep trying. I know it's holding me back from some of the joy I seek, Somehow or some way I have to find a way to just do it. Maybe one day it will just click but today I will continue try to change by making an effort to stop when my mind goes to my valley of regrets.

and the Journey Continues.....

Seasons of Life

Light gently peaks through
A place that had been so dark, so cold
A season of time so bare, so lifeless

Colors spring out
Forms take shape
Warmth embraces

The seasons of time
Bringing new life, new purpose
A beginning and an end of a journey

With time, we live through seasons
As with life, they come and go
From darkest night to brightest day

Through God's infinite wisdom
The seasons of nature and life evolved
Ending one cycle, beginning a new

We take the days that seem so bleak
Embrace them and know
It's just a season, a moment

Rays of light soon touch us gently
Changing our surroundings
Bringing tranquility

Once again to feel the joy
The warmth
The fullness of life

We see the seasons run their course
Changing the colors around us
Changing the emotions of our soul

We soak in the warmth of light
We stand firm through the time of darkness
Finding balance as the circle continues

To embrace the darkness of sadness and pain
To revel in the light of joy and love
To find our purpose and understanding in the Seasons of Life

What I Want For Christmas

What I Want For Christmas

To learn how to laugh, so I can show the world there is more to life than what we see around us. That dark clouds do have a silver lining and even though today looks bleak, tomorrow will give us a new start.

To find peace of mind, so I can help the worried and down trodden find a quiet place to reflect, renew and and refresh.

To find hope again, so that I can be a light in a world of darkness and an encouragement to those who have lost their way.

To learn to love myself, so I can show the lonely that they are loved, the forgotten that they really do matter, and the belittled that they are just as import as everyone else.

To find a new song, so I can sing with confidence, can show my deepest heart and teach the world a song of a passion, compassion and respect.

To find real joy, a joy that bubbles up deep inside me and touches each person I meet with real happiness, tears of release and burst of unexpected smiles and emotions.

To find new purpose, filling my life with fulfillment, with confidence and with direction, to be a positive force to those around me.

To find real life, as an example for those who are just existing day by day and show them all the wonders, miracles and excitement this world has to give. 

To find a New Year, where I can learn from my mistakes, let go of my weakness, begin again a year full of brighter days and be given the chance to be the best I can be.

What I Want For Christmas

To learn to laugh with real joy,     to find real peace and hope,     where I can learn to love myself deeper,     to find a new song,     filled with purpose and life     and a new year to start a new beginning,     making each day the best it can be,     where I can be a light that shines,     touching one person at a time,     making a difference and making this world a better place.

Wishing you all the Merriest of Christmases and a Joyful and Prosperous New Year.....

Love You Much.......

Wynn

The Screams of an Angry Man

The last few weeks we've been bombarded with lies, half truths and propaganda in so many areas. Being one who seems to becoming more and more sensitive lately, I find my reactions going off the chart. I catch myself becoming angry at the world, angry at the stubbornness, angry at the comments that are put out there just to cause problems or to cause more division.

I'm really struggling to let go of the anger rearing up inside me. The world can be such an ugly place at times and it seems to be getting uglier by the minute.

I'm constantly struggling to make this world a better place in every way I can. I'm finding some who are on board and wanting this as well. But so many others are fighting tooth and nail to cause division.

I should be able to let it go and take the weight of the world off my shoulders, but when I hear people continuing to cause problems and I feel so strongly that they are wrong, I just want to shout. ENOUGH.

We have our politicians making every effort to divide our nations more. As congressman John Boehner accuses President Obama for trying to be an emperor or king for the immigration law, he forgets that after the senate passed and immigration bill and the house republicans wanted him to bring up a vote on the bill as well, he too played emperor by refusing to bring it to a vote when the house was asking for it. Why is it so easy to put all the blame on others in order to side track our own blame with the problem. Why to we constantly lie and criticize and divide our nation even more. I so wish we could get rid of the two party system and make it a One American System where everyone was working for the good of our country but I know it's not feasible. I just wish all of our political leaders would stop  playing dictator, stop playing money mongers and just stop all the games.

We our proud Americans but when we take a deep look at where we are, we fall short in a lot of areas. When some of the facts and topics are revealed to some people, they say NO, it's just propaganda. How can it be propaganda when the facts are true and we do fall short in some areas of our country. It seems easier to turn a blind eye to some of the sad facts and continue to look through rose colored glasses than to face the truth and work on making it better.

There was a movie years back, I believe call the Network where one of the characters told everyone on the news to open their windows and their doors and scream to the top of their lungs, "I madder than hell and I'm not going to take it anymore". But these days one voice screaming can't be heard, but we can scream on the internet. Scream, stop the games, stop the lies, stop the stupidity, stop the politics, stop being blind, stop hating and hating and hating.......JUST STOP.

So many of us are turning into angry men and women. How long will we allow the foolishness of our leaders and others to continue. When will we stop the hate. When will we......JUST STOP.

The Plausibility Of Change

Change

I'm learning that the plausibility of change in our world seems to be at times, a hopeless, uphill battle. We search for change in the human heart that has grown cold and callous. We search for change in the world where power and greed seem to be the driving force. We look for hope and find despair. We look for love and compassion and find hate.

We are living in a world where we are connected to every event, every word spoken and every voice that seems to enjoy hearing their voice above all others. We've become a world of opinions. We're bombarded everyday with news cast, discussion groups and twitter pages where everyone has something to say. Whether they know the details or what's really going on, they suddenly become the expert. We've learned to let our voice be driven by our minds and supposed intellect and no longer by our hearts of compassion.

All that said, the world hasn't fallen into oblivion yet. There is still hope but the change needs to come soon.

I've learned recently that I'm probably a lot more sensitive to the worlds problems then some. My heart hurts for those dying in a foreign land because of famine, war and disease. My heart cries out against those who only seek power and greed and their own agenda, no matter what the cost. My patience grows thin for those who are so close minded, they never give other's thoughts and opinions a chance.

I find myself constantly searching for ways to make this world a better place, to warm the cold hearts and open the eyes to a world that should be, that could be. Sometimes I feel like giving up. I feel like I'm banging my head against a brick wall that's going nowhere.

Through this process, I've become aware that for some, change will never come. They've become so wrapped up in their world of I's and me's, that's all they see. For whatever reason, it just ain't gonna happen.

But for some I have hope. I see so many in the world who want change. Change in their lives and the lives of those around them. I see the compassion in their hearts and warmth in their eyes. When conflict comes their way, they search for balance and an even ground to work through the process. They may not always agree, but they look for ways to react with respect and hope and grace.

I've learned that it may be impossible for one person to change the world, but one person can change one more, then another and another. For those of us who can see our world in a better place, we find that it can only take one person reaching out and hopefully that one spark will ignite a wildfire of hope and compassion, of love and understanding and of peace and brighter days ahead.

We must learn to close our ears to the bickering around us and open our hearts to shine a new light. That even though we may not have it all together and still have our own issues at times, we may still be a light in a darkened world. We must learn that being understanding is more important than being right, that there's more to this world than greed and power. We must learn to let our first words be a smile, followed by hope and compassion. We must realize that there is more to this life than just I or me, that we are one human being in a world of millions. Only then can we see a brighter future of working together. Only then will we learn to speak with a voice of reason and a heart of compassion.

We can see change by taking the courage to first look in our own hearts, then by taking the courage to reach out, one person at a time and only then can we start to see change in the world we live in.

and the Journey Continues.......

Dear Mr. President

As a prerequisite, I'm more than aware that there are many of you who will disagree with what I have to say here, but I hope that you will take this and respect it as my thoughts and refrain from adding your negative comments. There are plenty of other places for that. My comments here apply to the current President as well as every other man that has and will take on the title and the responsibility.
Thanks 
 ______________________________________


Dear Mr. President,

I just wanted to take some time to let you know how much I respect you and the job you hold. No one can ever know what it's like standing in your shoes or carrying the load of burdens you have to bare every day.

You wake up with the weight of the United States as well as the World on your shoulders. Besides having the economy, jobs and unemployed, national security, the environment, immigration, natural and unnatural disasters, and all of the other problems surrounding the United States, you have to worry about wars, terrorist, disease, killing and starvation, and countries that are always plotting against us. And if that isn't enough you have to fight the politics between the two parties, the polls, the constant criticism and the haters.

You constantly come up against a brick wall from the other party when trying to get things done. You have to hear there twist and turns and lies and constant criticism with never the thought of actually trying to work things out. You are always wrong and they are always right. Anything that goes wrong in our country is your fault, not theirs, yet they so easily forget their own transgressions of corruption and dealings with the peoples money and their well being.

If there are problems in the world, it's your fault. If there are terrorist, worry of disease, or wars, are why or why we did or didn't we get involved, it's your fault. You are the barer of everything that goes wrong in the world but never given credit for what good things you have done.

You have to listen daily to the news when you slip up on one word or a phrase. You have to listen to the other party condemning you as well, always using it as an excuse to hide their own bad decisions and inadequacies.

The other party constantly blames you for every thing wrong in our country, forgetting the fact these things were things that you tried to pass through them months ago, ignoring the fact that they wouldn't deal with them, or put then off for another day, or fought you every step of the way for trying to work it out as a bipartisan solution.

I hear constantly that YOU are the President and it's your job to take care of everything the world throws our way, forgetting that congress is suppose to be there to help with these problems and not add to them.. So many listen to every thing the other party states as if it's all true and they wouldn't dare lie to their people.

They forget that YOU ARE ONE MAN, THAT YOU ARE ONLY HUMAN. They so easily ignore this fact and continue to blame and criticize, and hate. They choose to hate because of your party affiliation, your religion or the color of your skin. They chose to hate you the moment you were elected and never tried to give you a chance.

So you, Mr. President, get my complete and total respect. I may not agree with every decision you make but I make sure I look at all the sides fairly and ignore the twisting of the truth, and the lies, and the hatred. I pray for you daily for God's guidance as well as strength for you and the burden you have to bare. Always remember that there are those who wish the best for you and know that you are ONE MAN with the weight of the WORLD on your shoulders..........

My Dad

Tuesday September 23, 1914, will be 5 years since my Dad passed. Looking back on his life and the man he was, I find a lot of similarities I haven't realized completely.

My Dad was a gentle man but when he needed to be stern, he was. Through the years he was always the rock of our family even though it seemed like my Mom wore the pants. But when the time was needed, Daddy was in charge.

He was the caregiver for our family, the peace maker, the one that was always there for us. He loved us but it was hard for him to say it. But he showed it every day in his actions. Anytime we needed help, he was there. When my Mom said no, he found a way to say yes.

He always tried to make the best of things, even though it was not always appreciated. He tried to be there for my Mom but sometimes she didn't see the spot deep in his heart where it came from.

He was a good man.

As I look at his character, I"m proud to say that I inherited a lot of his characteristics.
He was a peacemaker, always trying to keep things calm. to bring out the lighter side of the situation.
He was a caretaker, being there in every way even with all the frustration surrounding it. He was a gentle soul but with a firm hand. I only received two spankings from him but while growing up, but I knew I had done wrong.

Looking at my life, I see his character there. I tend to be the peacemaker, the caretaker, the quiet sentimental one, the one with a tender heart,  the one wanting to show love but not always knowing how. Sure my Moms influences pop in at times, some good, some bad. But it's my Dad's that made me a better man, a good man.

So coming to the 5 year mark of his passing, I've learned to appreciate what he embedded into my heart and soul, the life lessons he taught me and the view of the world through his eyes.

You are missed Daddy.
Love You,
Your Son

60 Years

It's hard to believe that this week I will have been on this earth for 60 years. From a babe who came out kicking and screaming at 6:40 in the evening to the man I am today.

Growing up carefree and innocent of the things in the world around us, it was a time of playing in the dirt, licking the sidewalk because I liked the taste, birthday parties with super cakes and lots of fun. Sure my parents were strict when we were young but we were good mannered kids that knew what it was to obey our parents.

As we grew older the relationship with my parents changed somewhat. At times my Mom's discipline became a bit more brash. It was for our good but it was also out of a need for my Mom to have kids on the honor role or best in class so she would have some bragging rights with the other Moms.

The older we got, my Dad was always the same, mild mannered, understanding and patient. But my Mom began growing deep callouses on her heart as she fought her own demons. The care free days were over and it seemed like there was no pleasing my Mom. This seemed to continue up until her death. She had good intentions but was only happy when she felt we had done something she could brag about. So needless to say, from Junior High on, life was challenging at the least.

They say so much of our characteristics are formed when we are young and for that, I'm grateful we had a great childhood. But the callouses on my Mom's heart brought about a lot of scars on ours.

I always excelled in music, playing cornet and being first chair in the high school band, to my gift of learning the piano by ear and playing and singing for the church. That went on to college, learning music compostition, then back to the church, writing music, teaching 100's of students and making a name for myself.

Moving to Amarillo, I again rose up as a musician playing keyboards for the Christian Rock Group, "Lazarus", writing praise choruses for West Amarillo Christian Church and spending some time as a solo artist. I also grew as the top specialist in Christian music while I was the music buyer and manager of High Plains Religious Bookstore. Those years, my confidence was good as I felt I had a real purpose in life.

Then on to Nashville where I became the small fish in the big pond so to speak. But good opportunities came as I was given the chance to work for some of the largest Christian Music Companies in Nashville. The experiences and opportunities were incredible as I was living my dream to some extent.

Then the cancer word hit and changed the way things were. The six months to a year I was given became twenty years. A lot of that time my closeness to God grew immensely. But as time passed, my struggles grew. I was being split into different directions, trying to find the joy I seemed to be missing.

Then the eight years of darkness hit as I became the caretaker for my parents and others. During this time my character grew in leaps in bounds but my joy was pushed way back into deep caverns. The struggles during this time were almost unbearable but I had no other choice but to step up to the challenge, even if it was more than I could bare at times.

With the passing of my parents came a time of release, more than grieving. Their loss was felt but relief seemed to be more accurate. The struggles through those years were so intense, that as my Mom found peace from all the pain in her passing, we felt like so many years of burdens had lifted. The love we had was always strained and hidden by all the conflict but it was still there.

So now I am where I am today, challenged with the new creation of WynnSong Publishing Company, Inc., bringing with it a feeling of accomplishment as well as having the reality that most people are so caught up in there lives, what you do or say that you feel has so much meaning, isn't felt by everyone. I guess I was a bit disillusioned to the fact that so many who seemed so interested in my company and songbook at first, had a lesser feeling than I did of it's importance. There were some who were there and continue to support but so many who haven't. I have learned through all of this that we all have our voice, our needs, our thoughts and dreams and we can't expect everyone to feel the same way we do. We discover that we are one of many and it seems hard to get our voice out there high above the noise. So I've learned to thank those who support and realize that a time comes when I have to fulfill my dreams for me.

So as I come to finishing my 60 years on earth, I'm still searching to regain the joy of my youth, the carefree feeling in my heart, the remembering that each day is a new adventure and that every day of life is a gift. I'm hoping that as I come to the last day of my 61st year, my life will be a little less stressful, a time where loose ends are tied up and maybe I will be more content and confident with who I am. And most of all, I will have found my joy in living life renewed.


and the Journey Continues.....

Crossroads

A week of days, seven in a row
Each one starts and ends the same
But what consumes us in between
Make us or brakes us, teaches us or defeats us

Each beginning gives us a new chance
Time to reinvent ourselves with a new beginning
A new chance of building our character
Of reaching out and touching the world

The opportunities arise within our reach
To make a difference for us and others
We can conquer the world if we try
But, will we try

Our mindset determines so much of the outcome
To decide to get up when we are down
To find joy when we are defeated
To share love when we feel there is no love to give

We struggle during those days when we've lost hope
When we can't seem to find our purpose
When the world around seems dark and empty
When our soul feels lifeless

Those are the days we must fight bigger battles
Defeat our enemies, conquer our fears
We come to a place to let go
To set free all of the emotions, the pain, the emptiness

But simple words seem to have no meaning
All the answers bounce off of our heads
Never finding their way into our hearts
Never touching our spirit, our soul

We come to a crossroad
To the left, let the world defeats us
To the right, we stand up and find the strength
To win

We all seem to come to that crossroad during one time or another
Some times we've taken the left, sometimes the right
They both are a part of our life, a time where we find our true character
The road to the left takes so much time, so much effort

The words come easy but the choice is monumental
Finding our inner strength, from our heart, from our soul
From our God who is always there
To life us high above the noise

When we are weak, He is strong
When we are lost, He guides our way
When we are empty, He fills us up
When we are sad, He gives new joy

As the days go by and we come to each crossroad
We can rely on our emotions and find defeat
Or we can rely on our God
And find our strength

Some understand the words
But that seems to be all they are, words
But until we let go and let God
Our battles at the crossroads of life will continue to be just that......battles


and the Journey Continues

Political Change

Political Change

I sit here asking myself, how do we bring about change in certain areas of our life. One that puzzles me the most is making changes in our political system. 

Not wanting to get into a political debate, it concerns me how our congressmen have taken all the power over them away from the people, except by voting. They decide on their term limits, raises, retirement pay, policies, their loyalties, health insurance and time spent on the job. All of these have been taken away from the people they are meant to serve. I'm really looking for concrete answers here. Is it possible to change what has become so wrong and make it right or is it just a pipe dream of the way we would like things to be.


We all seem to cry out for change but no one seems to have the answer as to how. I've thought about starting another page related to this but unless we can truly find some answers, it's just words on a page.


How do we get across to our congressmen that we are tired of the political games and would like to see some real change? How to we get across that the lifestyle they have set up for themselves is nothing like the people they serve? I'm looking for real answers here and if a new page set aside for this will help, then I will get it started.


Thanks for hearing me out......

Wynn

In The Midst Of The Storm

In the midst of the storm
Clouds closing in from all directions
Lightning flashes, pounding rain
Waves crashing all around us

We feel the turmoil in our lives and know what it feels like to be in the midst of the storm
When sickness or depression hits us, it tends to make the turmoil that much worse
We feel like we're being sucked deep into an endless pit

We panic and allow fear into every part of our lives
We loose sight of our hopes and dreams and things to come
We've lost all light to the darkness

Over reacting to the negative side of life is a frequent occurrence when we feel physically drained
And too many times we allow the emotions and feelings to take over
Causing us to give up, shut down and just stop

Whether the storm is caused by sickness or depression, we must remember this too shall pass
We have to allow the body and mind some time to heal, some time to rest
Not an easy thing to do because all we feel is bad

We have to realize things will get back on track soon, saving all major decisions till later.
We can't make the mistake of allowing what we feel to dictate who we are
We have to take time to ride out the storm and look for the sunrise after the darkness

This all may sound a bit strange coming from me but as I continue to feel the waves of the storm crashing around me
I have to constantly remind myself over and over, this too shall pass
When hope feels lost, I have to remember what doesn't kill me makes me stronger

I have to let the storm take it's course, the clouds blow away and the wind calm the seas around me
And I have to constantly hang on to the Anchor
The Anchor of Hope, Faith, Love, Healing and Patience embedded by my relationship with God


and the Journey Continues.....