words are the wings
that gives our thoughts flight
waiting for the right time
to land on those
who will listen
​and it is always the right time.

sometimes
when the words aren't there
and time seems to be running to short,
the best that I can do
is simply write something,
in the hope that there will be something worthwhile,
to come out of all of this,
whatever it is that you want to call all of this.

sometimes,
oversleeping is a good thing.
sometimes,
oversleeping is a bad thing.
all of the time,
sleeping is a good thing,
and waking up is even better,
as long as you are not waking up,
​and finding yourself in the morgue. 

in the middle of everything,
it always seems,
that the best thing that i can do
is to just keep on writing,
knowing that one of these days,
it will always be good,
and getting better all of the time.
what else is there?

now that the holidays 
are over
except for the clean up
what have we learned>
what i have learned anyway,
is,
that more then ever,
​we need to keep Christ in Christmas.

Good morning everyone,

i just want to take a moment, to wish you all a very Merry Christmas, and a blessed New Year. also to thank all of you for your support in reading my blog. knowing that it is being read is a blessing, and that next year this will continue to grow, and that more people will be reading this.
 
Please continue to tell all of the people that you know about all of this.

i will be away for a day or two to enjoy the holiday with my family. i pray that the joy and the true meaning of this season will be yours to know and understand.

Merry Christmas.

so it goes. press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

​Lee​

We are still being lied to.
that all of the things that we have been told,
that we can all be big winners.
that we can have it all.
that all that we have to do,
is just believe in ourselves,
and everything is simply going to be alright.

well it really doesn't work that way,
at least not in my world.
it is still true,
that in order for someone to win,
someone has to loose.
that for every big winner
there is one hundred big losers.

they don't tell you 
about the heartache of a love gone bad,
or no love at all.
of the dead end jobs,
and the weeks,
when the money is short
and the bills are long.

when the hunger
of whatever are hunger may be called,
becomes almost to much to bare,
but we try to keep it all moving,
in the hope,
that it will all work itself out,
before we get to old to enjoy it.

it is all good,
this thing that i am calling my life.
it is all good,
but as with everything else,
there is always room for improvement,
whether we are willing to admit to it or not.

knowing that there are those among us,
that will not wish us well, 
no matter how ell things are going,
or how far we have gotten.

still,
i have enough faith in myself,
​to give this one more shot in the dark.

sometimes it simply becomes impossible,
to think all of the things that I am thinking,
and still be able to get anything done.
I am moving forward as quickly as I can,
but there are times,
when it all just seems to be just out of reach,
and that the best that I can hope for right now,
is to just try and keep up with yesterday,
and even that seems to be impossible.

still,
I have no choice,
to do what I do,
because that is who I am,
or is it because it is what I have chosen to be.
we have choices,
and there are things that are simply out of our control.

what else is there?

sitting here,
looking at a blank screen,
wondering where it is that I am going to be going,
thinking about where it is that I have been.
knowing full well,
that the only thing that I can do,
when the wind blows,
is to just go with it.
what else is there?

well there is always something,
it is just a question of where it is.

sometimes,
it is better to be late,
then not at all,
but I think that it is al la question,
of who it is that you are willing to listen to.

in the meantime,
it is all good,
as we are less then a week away
to Christmas 2015.
it is all good.

there are times,
when we all need to take time,
to be serious.
that life is far to short,
to be going through it,
as if we did not have a care in the world.
that the world,
will never remember us,
for the way that we smiled,
or the way that we made people laugh,
but the way that we took it all so seriously,
even if it is just for the moment.

just when we thought,
that it couldn't get any worse,
it turns around it gets better.

just when we thought,
that it couldn't get any better,
the bottom falls out of everything.

just when we thought,
that we had the whole thing figured out,
we find out that we know nothing at all.

anyone who has known me for any length of time,
know that I have never been at a lose for words,
it is just a question of knowing what to say,
and when to say it.
the wisdom comes in,
when you are able to know he difference.

there are times,
when I am still looking to find my voice.
to fill my world with light,
and the hope of a new understanding,
knowing that there will be something new,
and that the old,
which is just a s good,
will still be around.

there are moments,
that the only thing that I can do,
is simply try and keep all of this going,
in the hope,
that there will be some thing good,
that will come from this jumble of words.
thoughts,
ideas.
amazed,
at where it has often taken me.
knowing all to well,
that it could end,
much to soon,
and that in the end,
I will be able to look back,
and be amazed at the ride,
and that it all lasted this long.
some day soon,
it will all make sense,
and I will finally have my rest.
until then,
so it goes.
press on regardless.

there are times,
as a writer,
when the only thing that I can do,
is just sit quietly,
and wait to see where the muse is going to take me.

at other times,
I have to have another cup of coffee,
and let the caffeine take over.

the key to all of this is,
knowing what to do when.

sometimes,
I just have to flip a coin
and take my chances.

sometimes I wonder,
why I do the things that I do,
when I do them.
well the only thing that I can think of is,
is that I do them,
because I cannot find anything else that interests me,
or that I have come to care about,
almost to the point of being beyond my limited ability with words.
knowing all to well,
that there will come a time,
not for a very long time,
that all of this will end,
sooner then I had planned,
and I will have to figure out,
still,
what it is that I want to be,
when I grow up.

it is easy sometimes,
to forget the real reason for the season.
that with all of the doing of Christmas,
we can forget what it is all about,
and I have even found myself,
doing all of the secular things,
and have lost the true meaning of what Christmas is all about.
I pray,
that we all will stop for a few moments,
and reflect on the true meaning of Christmas.
may God bless us, everyone.

some mornings,
it gets so hard,
just to get motivated,
never mind trying to write,
whatever form that takes,
but writing something,
no mater how brief,
is better then not writing at all.

some choices are major.
some choices are minor.
some choices
are no choice at all,
because they have already been made for us.
the difference is,
knowing which one is which,
and knowing which battles to fight,
and which battles to run from.

some days are good
some days are bad.
some days are better,
some days are worse,
but in the in,
if I can walk away,
with something that I can use,
then it isn't all that bad after all.

when all else fails,
pray.
if not,
pray anyway,
what do you have to lose?

good morning everyone,

for reasons that I will not get into here, other then to say that this is not turning into a good morning, and I pray that this is not going to be the way that the rest of my day is going to go, but there are times when there are just some things that are out of our control, and the only thing that we can do is to just go along with it.

still, there are times, when the only thing that I can do is just try and make the best of what it is that life is giving me right at the moment. I may not have the best of everything, but I make the best of what it is that I have. what else can I do?

I pray that all of you are well, and that you all will be having a good day.

so it goes. press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

Lee

in this advent season,
it is hard sometimes,
to remember the real reason for the season.
that a child,
born in a manger,
who grew into a man,
to do,
what it is,
and that is to save ourselves.
that without Christmas
there is no Easter
and without Easter
there is no hope.