Hope Comfort Inspiration (HCI)

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Bluebonnets & Roses!

Bluebonnets & Roses

Spreading to the yonder-horizon like flowing-waves

on an ocean blue-seascape, the Texas-Bluebonnet

prairie-flowers bask in the rolling-hills warm-sun.

A sight easy on the eyes evoking Mother Nature-Love!

A panoramic-nirvana for the philosopher’s-consideration.

Some natural-phenomena are just far-too-beautiful for words.

One once opined that if some were afforded a view of a plethora

blanket-of-fragrant colorful-roses spread before them, they might

well-complain that all they could discern was an evil habitat-of-“thorns”!

Aye! Indeed---“Beauty” is in the “tender”-eye…of the “beholder”!

Clouds decided to invade my world this fine-winter day;

still, I cherish my sea-of-red roses flowering before me-

sight and the ocean-waves of swaying Bluebonnets filling

me-fantasy on the canvas of this capricious mind-astonishment!

Today!---like all which bless-me…is personal to my-conclusion!

Praying-thee!---a truly Great-day…enjoyed with an innocent-abandon!

Ah! Surely!---I can smell the fragrance and…witness God’s beauty-Glory!!

Please! Feel-free!---Join this Hedonist-child!...

choose Love!-innocence…and…Happiness!

And, in me-manner to stumble-falter on---Salvation!...at any Redemption-altar!

Hope! Comfort! Inspiration! (cherished-embraced Love!)

What-’ere any might conclude of offered treasure-measure gift

(simple-humble)-I entranced upon yon beach absorbed in sand-sift

Sway wild-dance me ocean-full Bonnet-blue undulating prairie-swale

Beauty rainbow-hues luxuriate gold-sun in verdant-forest glen-dale

For I have been and (Dare!)-am and on-the-dawn shall again-come

“Tally”-Love!---eternal & true…yet, absent-cherish any counted-sum

Amen!

Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Ash-WednesdaY!

Salvation & Baseball!?---Really?,,,Hmm!

(Ash-Wednesday-2019)

What ever happened to old-time “Religion” and passioned-“Baseball”?

One might answer: Nothing! Depending upon individual-perspective.

Might a “church” be as irrelevant to Salvation as

might a “ball-park” be incidental to Baseball? Hmm!

Each offers a “reward” for following the “rules” while fairly

playing-the-“game” displaying one’s very-best practiced-talent.

As a “kid”, each endeavor was a determined “worthy”- effort.

A great deal-of-satisfaction resulted from each exercised-discipline,

much like the “learning”-experience of reading-writing, and -arithmetic.

Gee! (simple-humble) I even took the entrance-exam for the

Seminary!? Yikes! And, played a ball-game in Busch-Stadium;

each “accomplishment" at the tender-age of 12. A True-story!

I never made it to the priesthood nor did I don a Cardinal-uniform.

Never bragged that I was any-good (at-anything); sure was “fun”.

The “rules” are existent for excellent-reasons lending-credence to the

overall-experience while enhancing pursuit of any pleasure-treasure.

So? Organized-“Religion” evolved (modernized) inflicting an “evil”

slow-death self-imposed suicide-sentence---it’s coming…sure as dawn.

“Pure”-baseball officiated its own demise with “bending” of the rules

and outright “sanctioned”-cheating in some instances. A fan of the

new-day modern-era endures “drug”-enhanced charades---and…more.

Each desecration to these sacred obelisks-of-Honor denigrates their-integrity.

Yet, Salvation-thrives absent a “church; baseball-“Love” is still-sacred purity.

Maybe? Examine one’s beliefs with that same self-piety passion one so-

easily practices when examining and judging behavior of all-others. Hmm!

If one’s “accepted”-“fiats” cannot stand-up to “true” and “fair” scrutiny,

perhaps it is beyond high-time to discard those false-gods in favor of Truth!

Mercy might forgive a “collective”-lie where mere-mortal baseball is concerned;

would one gamble eternal-“Salvation” on such “tripe” tempting the holy-Deity!?

A holy “ash”-cross emblazons my forehead; this afternoon is sacred-“Baseball”!

Amen!

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Winter-sunset bounty!

Baby! It's cold-outside!

Cerulean crystal-hue!

Fading to white horizon-reach!

Cobalt-deep absent-sun to touch the earth!

Ocean-foam with "hint"-of-pink horizon-touch!

And---

From the dark of evening-land reaching-high

winter-tree arm-skeletons in the pinkish-abyss!

So!?…

Respite through the midnight velvet-black celebrating

blue-white twinkle-sparkle promising a coming-dawn!

In the freeze-of-winter chill---nirvana..."Beauty"-bounty! Love!

Amen!

Monday, March 4, 2019

Beginnings!?

From---any-"Ending" to...a new-"Beginning"

Every-end results in a new-Beginning!

What you do with it---is...entirely up to...You!

Amen!

Sunday, March 3, 2019

...Realm-of-Angels!

Blessings! Seems to be a “straight-forward”-enough consideration at first-blush. Hmm!?

Well! Just maybe some might lay claim to an excuse of “never” having experienced such sacred-phenomena? I never win anything! Nobody loves me! Everybody is out to get me! It always manages to rain on my parade! If I say “Yes!” the right answer is “No!” Blessings!? Bah!

Such “focused”-skepticism must be “practiced” to endure; life is chocked-full of sacred-Love!

Perhaps, the “experience” is more determined by the individual-attitude rather than any lack of “awesome-wonder” fulfillment offered simply for the taking. The glass is forever half-empty!

What-“if” the treasure-measure of Blessings truly is obfuscated by any reluctance to “accept”?

Try this, Oh! Skeptic-cynic: Since a miracle refuses indulge thee, seek the blessings-myriad!

View the innocent-baby; absorb a child’s smile; allow thyself a grin. Relax! Initiate! Take a simple walk. Feel the warmth of golden-sunshine; allow thy taught-expression some freedom.

See a tree in all its awesome-wonder; the very “Glory” which is Mother Nature’s venue. Life!

Ever visited the ocean? I can smell the fresh salt-air, feel her caressing gentle-breeze touch.

Recall Yellowstone and her Grand Teton range, there in the cerulean; for my pleasure! Ah!

Oh!? You hedge, surprised! ’Tis not those “Blessings” I meant! Rather---my…miracles!

Try this prayer in a proper humility-chanting: Our Father---give us this day…my will be done… Now, repeat the adoration, only, this time replace “My”-will with a humble “Thy”-will.

Might offer a treasure-measure of difference in the perspective? Well! Maybe? Hmm!?

Take thy myriad blessing-offerings with humbling-respect in appreciation of the gift! Amen!

Consider that most important-word: Amen! It’s meaning and final-placement hold meaning.

“Amen” means: “So be it!” Or “So it is!” It concludes: Truth! The last word in thy plea.

So? Ye claims that Prayer is not on thy agenda? No fancy faux-humility pre-planned words?

Humble-thyself! Sinner! Confront thy “weakness”! Confess thy transgressions! Repent!

Simply life in “Prayer”! What? Writer-friend, even you cannot explain such dribble! Hmm!

Try this dear-friend skeptic: Let each instant–of-life be a humble offering-of-prayer!

In thy wake and sleep and eat and go and sight and hear and touch and smell and motion. In thy focused-thought and –word and -deed. Exude class! Practice Charity! Indulge Christian-generosity! Speak “Kindness”! Spread “Humor”! Laugh only “at” thyself, only “with” others! Be less “always”-right, on every subject-matter. Perceive “Greatness” in thy fellow-man! Tolerate!

Practice a “Saint”-manner: Give-in on most issues! Want to be an “Angel”? Accept “blame”!

With all this explanation, thee still cannot accept Blessings---simply…acknowledge thy brain!

That exercise, an admission to exceptional “grey”-matter grandeur-of-purpose---a…miracle!

“One-small-step”! And---there…go (simple-humble) I! Permit it---begin…with me!

In company of spiteful purveyors-of-“hate” I once found myself derided and severely-chastised because I dared conclude that I knew myriad “Good”-people and only a very slight-few “bas”-ones. Wow! Let the litany-of-denial commence! To wit: You don’t know “everybody!”

Such focused-venom! I have never claimed to know even “many”, but I do recognize “Good”!

A very beautiful, extremely-intelligent Young-lady was summoned to an interview with a panel-of-three at a university she to which she had applied. Asked what her ambition was, she replied that she wanted to earn an M.D.-PhD. in neurology. Came a follow-up inquiry: Why?

The genius Young-lady quickly answered the pointed-query with humble-Truth! “I know someone suffering with dementia whom I want to help, along with all people!” Wow!

Revelation foretells: In the end, the “Good”-guys win! Begin---admire…the Realm-of-Angels!...

Saturday, March 2, 2019

WOW!

Just---1-word for…Lovely-Lady Lauren-Victoria!

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Amen!

Oh!---Did I mention?...Wow!

So very proud! Way-to-go! College-Girl!-Extraordinaire! Love you! Nanny & Bapa

Friday, March 1, 2019

Yahoo!---Congratulations! Lovely-Lady Miss-Lauren!..."Scholarship"-calling!

Smart!---Smartest!..."Genius"!

Our "Little-Professor", Lauren Victoria, received a letter today

from the University of Kentucky. Lauren has been awarded the

scholarship for which she applied and interviewed recently. Wow!

Miss Lauren will pursue a Ph.D.-M.D. degree! Genius!

20-applicants made the awards-list out of 2100-applicants!

Congratulations! Beautiful! Exceptional! "Genius"! Miss Lauren!

We are forever "proud" of you! You Go-Girl! You-rock!

("Skippy" (Lauren's beau-horse) will be so very-proud of you!)

Onward & upward!---Always!...You deserve the very-best!

Love! Forever & always! Nanny & Bapa