Blue Bird Hotel

After seeing a blue bird on a fence in the remaining day light hour before darkness,  I walked a few more steps, opened the door and felt the assuring warmth of home wrap her invisible, loving arms around my shivering soul.

I wasn’t thinking of how wonderfully blessed I was to have such unseen opulence embrace and welcome me as I stepped in from the cold, but, as soon as it did, I thanked God.

It’s amazing how we can come to the same home, open the same door day after day and not realize what a blessing it truly is to have.

One of the things this caused me to do was remember to praise, and thank God for abundance of things He has told us in His word not to worry about, or, to give thought to.

(Matthew6 : 25″ Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body more than raiment”?

The ensuing verse  illustrates  how He takes care of all the needs of the birds of the air also.

(Matthew 6:26″ Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they”)?

Unlike male, and female, roles in our human condition, the male bluebird gets to pick out the home. Of course, the choosing of the dwelling couldn’t be a joint effort anyway, as he only chooses a suitable  “House”  or, “Covey hole”, to attract a female to come in and make it a home.

Along with his duty of choosing a potential residence, the male Bluebird is responsible to move all the building materials to the lot before beginning  his wing flapping, love-sick song and dance, in hopes of attracting an interested companion.

The female ( after the wedding of course ) moves in, does all the decorating, builds the nest, lays the eggs and sees the off-spring through the nurturing days.

How wonderfully well planned and provided for all God’s creatures are. 

When these realizations  nested in my heart and mind, I could not help but follow through the full gestation of both thoughts to fruition.

First of all,  I meditated on,  and quoted the verse in God’s Word that kept resonating it’s subliminal, chirping, Tweedledee, sing-song through the surround sound system of my soul:

(Matthew 6:33 “But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you”.)

After cooing thankfulness to God, who cared enough about me as an individual to nestle me with such incomprehensible, immeasurable provision, and cue, I set out to prepare a small bit of real-estate for my neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird.     Blue Bird House 005

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bluebird Picture#1 @ Peanutt_28′smedia Photobucket

Bluebirds#2 @ poker4848′smedia Photobucket

Bluebird house @ sons of thunder patron

Obey Propaganda Fender Squier Telecaster

This is the latest addition to my art gallery of Telecasters. What possessed me to buy something with such  sadistic looking graphics? You’re probably asking yourself. Your guess is as good as mine. I actually wondered the same thing about the Artist ( Shepard Fairey) and his fixation on “Obey Propaganda” in his highly popular works of art. I went here OBEY, to his about page and read in his words EXACTLY what he means by the statement.   I STILL DON’T HAVE A CLUE.obey telecaster 008

obey telecaster 001

Wait what was that noise?

 

IT’S ALIVE IT’S

 

ALIVE….hEL-P obey telecaster 002

“Gone Phishing” In Case You Didn’t Know…

Today’s internet is, as most of us know, literally “Crawling” with waggling, viral marketing fish bait. It’s not that advertising is a bad thing either. It’s just that among all the flashy lures, cures, tours, and plugs, it can be all too easy for the average internet user to forget, or overlook the reality of “Thugs”‘.

Scams are so rampant in today’s information highways, and buy- ways, that, ironically, innocent sounding titles have been tagged them to distinguish their designated target venues. Continue reading

You Saw it coming

You Saw it coming, I Saw it go…

I was younger then. Foreknew what I Saw, but in verity, still don’t know.

Only knew then…   I Saw it go. 

Before you Saw it coming,  I’d begun to See a light.

For the Sake of all concerned, you Sacrificed the happiness of one.

I never Saw it coming…barely even knew I was there.

A child, just learning what happiness might be,  gifted ponies taken by three, and painted carrousel figures never making their rounds.

You Saw them coming…long after I Saw them go.

Potter’s Wheel (Song Lyrics)

You chose your way,

so I went mine.

I love you girl, I hope you’re doing fine.

I finally had to do what the good Lord told me was right.

Your face is burned in my mind’s eye,

but I finally learned sometimes it hurts to cry,

and with a brand new heart now I’m catching the next flight.

It’s amazing the things  Satan disrupts,

I think about Tillie, and if she’s had her pups,

and you all alone at home with that blown up car.

I wish I could, but, I could never be there,

I cry you to God every night in prayer…

If you would only surrender  girl…

He’ll meet you where you are.

(Chorus)

My world keeps on spinning round and round.

And when it stops, my feet will be firm on the ground.

I shook hands with my maker…

And I surrendered to Him my will…

I’ll be a brand new man when I step off

His Potter’s Wheel.


Second Corinthians five seventeen , is the heart of the Gospel

if you know what I mean.

If not, you should, experience it for yourself.

Couldn’t do it alone, so I’m holding His hand.

Up until now I was a self-made man…

Lord with this mess I’ve made, I really need your help.

I pray to be humble, I pray your will.

I thank you for dieing on Golgotha Hill,

so I can be a new creature, let old things wash away.

Let me be not conformed to this world,

but rather transformed with my Lord.

And with a brand new mind…I die in Christ each day.

( chorus)

My world keeps on spinning round and round…

And when it stops, my feet’ll be on Holy ground.

I shook hands with my maker…

And I surrendered to Him my will…

I’ll be a brand new man when I step off,

His Potter’s Wheel

(Chorus)

My world keeps on spinning round and round.

When it stops my feet will be on Holy Ground.

I shook hands with my maker,

and I gave Him my will…

I’ll be a brand new man when I step off

the Potters wheel…

I’ll be a brand new man when I step off…

His Potter’s…

wheel..

©-paul willis-1999

 A few other songs here:

Walking Away Shot@ Brandies Stream Flickr

Oh Where Is Mistress Muse ?

             Mistress Muse is a Sassy Lass

                    Blows in on the Wind leaves Twice as fast

              Best Be Plumed Quill in Hand

                    An  Erect Easel, with Keyboard  Manned

                  Else, Her Aura flutters Away.  

                 Self Phenomed Foolish Pride?

                   We Can’t be Distracted, or Preoccupied

                Mistress  Muse Shares  Nada.

                    Paint it, Write it, or Devil Wears Prada

                  Other Valentine’s Her Prowl.

                                                               Like Moonbeams Twinkling

                   Through Tinted Glass, Mistress Rests

                    Non – Subservience Passed

                   Those Recognizing Gifts  Put to Use

                     Capture the Moment Not  A

                         Second To Lose , But,   

                        Oh, Where Is Mistress Muse?