R's rue

Over here in England, it is well known that Americans eat burgers and fries  (English: chips)  all the time. Occasionally, they will have pizzas, KFC or tacos but mostly it's burgers and fries - for breakfast, lunch and dinner. For example, if you cut through Donald J. Trump with a chainsaw -  like cutting through a tree trunk - the lines within would tell you that he is mostly made of burgers and fries. Burgers and fries has become a fairly popular meal option in England but we don't eat that combination all the time. Surprisingly, most of us view eating out or having takeaway food delivered as something of a treat. Mostly we cook from scratch, peeling or chopping vegetables then boiling, frying or roasting. I guess we are kind of weird that way. Today was my birthday and for  our celebratory evening meal, Shirley and I decided to travel back in time to the 1970's - to the city's first proper American burger joint - specialising in burgers and fries. God - we ha...

 I’m raw. Trust me, I’m aware. I no longer ask why. Or am getting better at not going down that trail of disaster. I’m functioning on reserves of the well. Surrender happens when you no longer know what to seek. When the only thing you seek is the Face. Meet me eye to eye. Search my tears. Search my fears. Rid me of my bitterness and jealousy. Rid me of the need to know.  God is the only One who can answer my soul. The mass delusion of the world. Thanks friend. Thanks friend for reminding me that we idolize celebrities and others who lives appear perfect. The happiest relationships. The money to not worry about anything. God is stripping me of false idols. The more I see, the more I need to disconnect.  Be happy and prosper. I’m finding that nothing is satisfying my soul.  In seven days, I’ve been stripped bare. I’ve not been able to accept that you could love me as well as you do. But, you, are faithful in your love for me. And it’s your love keeping me afloat. Yo...