‘Living In These Times’


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‘Living In These Times’

‘The trees blew freely that quiet evening. The sun faded behind as another day is completed, getting ready for sun down. Feeling like something is missing. The day passes without any explanation. Our free will is a blessing, our purpose is there but some leave it in the shadows. Sometimes there’s wishes where so many want what they want right away but doesn’t realized that life doesn’t work that way. Society is blinded by what life is really supposed to be about, as they use their own understanding of why they’re here. The movement passes on, going the wrong direction. Material things becomes the main focus. So many are even blinded by what true beauty is. So many kingdoms in the world gives a bad meaning to so many, so those bad teachings spread all around, making the world crumble and crumble. The false prophesies control so many, tricking so many, making society confused as they fall hard into their traps. So many emotions everyday, all types of different emotions, we all felt and still is feeling. There’s joy in certain parts of the world, at the same time, in other parts, there’s hurt, pain, tragic, sadness. The beautiful white birds flew all around the sky, above the mountains, giving hope. Many witnesses seen such beautiful moments. One guy stood on a mountain top, very inspired by the beauty that surrounded him. “Lets make a difference,” he said to him self. “Lets get rid of the false info and all the bad things that the enemy put in so many minds, and lets spread god word to many.” Across the other side of the globe, a bus driver looks at the guy on the bus, preaching the good news. The bus driver told him, “Young man, Patients is the key and hope.” “It’s a tough world out there but there’s hope.” “When you pray, it’s already given to you, it’s gods timing.” “You have a purpose.” The young man felt a peace as he started out his day, inspired by those words, he inspiring others. In India, A lady became a surrogate mom, giving birth ten times, bringing joy to ten families. Each family have a bundle of joy. Her prayers every night that all ten babies grow up to be a disciple for god, changing the world. Her compassion in her heart blossom fully, having hope, enjoying giving back to many families. In Africa so many kids needed food and shelter. A church from the United states, gave them all food and shelter. Many people around the world is in the hospital dying from cancer, some are heal but some lost the battle. Our prayers to everyone that we lost, that they all rest in peace. A preacher is praying hard, with faith is in his heart, everyone in the church also prayed. Many voices are lifted to the sky, miracles then spread all across the world, cause of the power of prayer. In Washington DC, The red white and blue strips on the flag, stood tall and strong. Everyone honored all our brave soldiers for fighting for our country. Their compassion inspired so many around the world. In Saint Louis a church gave white daisies to each mom, honoring them for Mothers Day. Each mom smiled and their smiles and joy inspired many around them. Back in Mississippi, a little boy sat on the porch with his grand dad, as they both stared at the sunrise over the mountains. “Grand dad, it’s a big world out there, it’s spreads out very far on each side.” Grand dad looked at him in the eyes and said. “Yes it is, but at the same time, It’s a beautiful world out there and also not such a great world out there.” “We all have free will, God wants us to go on the right path but it’s up to us all, to follow that purpose for our life.” “Some chooses the bad path.” “Son don’t live in fear, always keep hope and faith, keep your head up, follow god purpose for your life.” “It’s not your understanding, it’s god understanding.” “It’s ok to have dreams and goals but just remember it’s not all about that, but through all that, it’s more about giving back to the world, being a disciple for god.” “When you go to college, going for that career, getting your self prepared on that path, on the way to your dream, give back along the way, focus on the people.” “You are going to have challenges along way son, but always remember to keep god first, seek the kingdom of God first and everything else shall come.” The son looked at the sunrise as he listened to grand dad. “Grand dad, why do bad things happen?” Grand dad stared out into the distance at the fully blown sunrise. “Well son, there’s certain things that happen for a reason, that only god know why.” “Plus god said that this world isn’t going to be perfect, we are in a battle with the darkness, the light versus the darkness.” “People choose which way they want to go.” “Heaven is a perfect place, there is life after this one.” “Don’t let the bad things of this world discourage you, keep your relationship with god, keep hope and faith.” “Pray always, give thanks to god everyday.” “Pray that god cleansed you, that he continue to guide you and make you get better and better as a human being.” “Pray for everyone.” “Ask for forgiveness everyday, be grateful for all your blessings.” “Always pray that God guides you to that purpose, leading you to change the world for the better.” “We all should pray those prayers everyday, I do son.” Grand dad and his son looked at each other. “I love you grand dad, thanks for the great words of wisdom and knowledge, I’m going to add this to my life.” “God worked through you and us all, now I can inspire others, just like god inspired you and me.” Grand dad looked at him and said, “I love you to, son you’re on the right track.” “We are living in these times now. “For centuries, history repeated it self, we are still living in those times, yes sir, yes…” Grand dad hugged him, as they both looked at the Sunrise. The sky glittered with hope and love. Yes there’s going to be some stormy days but somewhere in these times, there’s joy and peace some where around the world. Those who are living in bad times now, things will get better, they will have peace soon also and joy. We all are in these times together. God is with us all, in these times always.’

ThE FrUiT Of ThE SoUl… HaLleLuJaH …AMeN….


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FOT9984Paper Towel Art – by JonteTheArtist 

ThE FrUiT Of ThE SoUl… HaLleLuJaH …AMeN….

Blossoming beauty of the sun eyes, wakes up the world. God light, shining so… bright. Peaches are ripe, fully sweet, very tender. The green leaves on the peach trees, gives a welcome with love. It’s a new beginning of freedom, joy, the gift of mother nature, nurturing the souls who witness the birth of the fruit, from the seed.

That early sunrise morning, The kids ran outside very freely, looking up with joy in their eyes. A voice yells out,” Wait!!!….my loves….”, Frida said as she stared out the kitchen window at her garden and trees, smiling at the blessings. Her work, her gift from god, she appreciates, realizing how bless she is. The scraped knees and elbows from planting her seeds, really paid off. She brushes her thick curly hair back, wrapping a beautiful color scarf around her head. She marches outside with confidence. Her basket hangs on the side of her arm, as she stands in front of the peach tree, about to grabbed a peach. “Mom!!!!… “Can I help you pick the peaches?” Frida turn around, seeing Samuel, her young son run towards her, looking up at her with joy in his brown eyes. “Yes son, you may help.” “Start from the bottom of the tree and I’ll start picking from the top of the tree.” Frida looks at the fully ripe peach hanging from the tree in front of her. Memories start to fill her mind as she day dreamed. 

As a little girl, her mom held her in her arms, as she napped. Her mom smiled brighten up the room, like the sun shining out the bed room window that afternoon. The smell of peach pie cooked in the oven, filling the house with a fresh aroma. Everyone can smell it. The neighbors, to the church, they all noticed that smell. Frida mom welcome everyone in the church and neighbors with home made peach pie. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn bread and hand fresh pick green beans was always a favorite Sunday dinner for Frida. After dinner, peach pie for dessert touched the soul with joy.  Before dinner Frida mom read a scripture that always stuck with Frida.

“Genesis 1:11-12 Then God said, “Let the earth sprout vegetation, plants yielding seed, and fruit trees on the earth bearing fruit after their kind with seed in them”; and it was so. The earth brought forth vegetation, plants yielding seed after their kind, and trees bearing fruit with seed in them, after their kind; and God saw that it was good.”

Frida mom read another scripture to. “Psalms 107:37-38, And sow fields and plant vineyards, And gather a fruitful harvest. Also He blesses them and they multiply greatly, And He does not let their cattle decrease.”

Young Frida remembers walking in her mom peach garden, being inspired by the gifts that each seed gave. The meaning and the joy, the fresh new fruit. Frida knew that one day she wanted to have her own garden, with fruits and veggies, she wanted to multiply, spreading the gifts to everyone else, just like her mom did.

Mom… Mom!!!!” Frida came back from her day-dream, as she turned around, looking down at her son Samuel, noticing the heavy bag on her arm was making her arm tired. Samuel, her son picked the peaches from the tree already, filling up the bag. “Wow…. amazing… I’m so proud of you my son.” “Now we just have to wash off these peaches and then I’m going to have your sisters helped me cut them for the homemade peach pie.” “I have grandmas recipe.”

That evening, Frida and her son and two daughters sat at the table for a meal. Fresh peach pie in the oven for dessert. There’s fried chicken, Fresh green beans, corn bread, mashed potatoes with gravy, and Frida specialty mac’n’cheese.

“Now lets say grace, everyone bound their heads and close your eyes,” Frida said. She then pray. “Thanks Jesus for bringing me and my kids together on this joyful day.” “I pray that their dad, my husband rest in peace.” “He was a true soldier and really cared about this country.” “Please release joy on every family, giving them wisdom and knowledge.” “Please keep us and everyone save and at peace.” ” Thank you for the roof and food, the many blessings.” “Thank you”, amen.”

“I’m now going to read you all a scripture and then we can eat.” Jesus said- Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me… By this my Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples. As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.” – John 15:4,8,9

Frida and the kids hears a female voice coming from the patio outside, reading a scripture. “Zechariah 8:1-2-3 says ‘For there will be peace for the seed: the vine will yield its fruit, the land will yield its produce and the heavens will give their dew; and I will cause the remnant of this people to inherit all these things.”

Frida turned to look at the patio screen door. “MOM!!!!….”  Frida said with happiness “GRANDMA..GRANDMA..GRANDMA….!!!!!!” All the kids got up from the table, running to the patio, to hug grandma. Frida got up and went to the patio and gave her mom a big hug and kiss. “Grandma, what a surprise,” All three kids said. “Mom I…I.. didn’t expect you to come over, that’s a long drive mom,” Frida said. “My loves, I haven’t seen you all in so long,” Grandma said. “Oh by the way, great job on your peach trees and vegetable garden, yes I took a look, it really does run in the family.” “I hope my grand children grow up to have a garden to and some trees,” Grandma said. “Mom we missed you so much,” Frida said. “Well come on in and have dinner with us, we was just about to start eating,” Frida said as she walked grandma and the kids inside. “I heard the prayer you said and I also heard the scripture you read, I was standing there all that time listening, I taught u well my love,” Grandma said. “Well mom, I learn from the best, you taught me a lot mom, I never for got it, it comes from a true compassionate heart, just like yours,” Frida said. “AWWWW….sweetie, I love you,” Grandma said. “I love you to,” Frida said.  Grandma sat at the table looking at all the great food. She could also smell something familiar. “Is that my peach pie recipe darling?” Grandma said. “Yes mom, I been trying to teach my kids, your grand children on how to make it to.” “I want to pass this recipe on to many generations, It started with gray grandma, now I can pass it to my kids,” Frida said. Grandma smiled. “Just remember children that it’s all in the fruit, grow your fruits and veggies the right way, then second it’s my special ingredients,” Grandma  said.

Grandma, Frida and the kids all sat at the table, enjoying the food, talking and laughing among each other.

Grandma and Frida washed dishes. The two girls fell to sleep up stairs and Samuel stayed up watching TV in the living room. “After this cartoon, it’s time for bed my love,” Frida said to Samuel. “Yes ma’am,” Samuel said. Grandma walked into the living room. “Thanks my love for a great meal and the pie was very delicious,” Grandma said. Frida smiled. “I was thinking, I remember when I use to read you a bed time story on the patio when you was a little girl,” Grandma said. “Mom I so remember that and we use to stare at the stars and moon,” Frida said. Samuel looked at grandma. “Grandma can you read me a bed time story?” Samuel said. “Yes my love,” Grandma said.

Grandma sat in the rocking chair on the front patio as Samuel sat on her lap.  Grandma had a children book about living a fruitful life. The full moon glowed that night and the stars shined all around the nightly sky, it was very quiet and peaceful. “Grandma, the moon is beautiful and the stars to.” Grandma looked up at the moon and stars, she smiled. “Yes my love,” Grandma said. Grandma opened the book, she held it, showing Samuel, where he can look at the book, as she read. Frida watched from the patio screen door inside the house, looking at grandma reading to Samuel. This made Frida emotional in a happy joyful way.  It’s a moment, Frida remembers when she was a little girl, How she use to read to her before bed to. It’s nice seeing her with her grandchild, Frida thought to herself. Frida won’t ever forget this moment.

Grandma reads:

…”A man had a fig tree, planted in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it, but did not find any. So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’ ” ‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’ ” Luke 13:6-9 (NIV)

 Look what I have… apples, oranges, peaches, and bananas. Yum! Yum! I think I’ll have a delicious snack right now. How about you? Would you like to join me? Do you know what I think would be great? I think it would be great to have a lot a fruit trees in your yard so that any time you wanted a snack, you could just go out and pick a piece of fruit off of the tree. But what if you had an fruit tree in your yard that never had any fruit on it? It wouldn’t be good for anything except shade, would it?In our Bible lesson today, Jesus told a story about a man who planted a fig tree in his garden. After some time had passed, he went to look for some fruit on the tree, but there was none. Year after year he watched the tree, but the tree never produced any fruit. Finally, the man went to the gardener who took care of the tree and said to him, “For three years I have been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! It is just taking up space in the garden.”

The gardener answered, “Please, sir, give it one more chance. Leave it for another year. I will give it special attention. I will dig around the tree and give it plenty of fertilizer. If the tree produces fruit next year, great, if not, then you can cut it down.”

In telling this story, Jesus was really talking about us and about God. God has “planted” us here on this earth and he expects us to produce good fruit in our life. What kind of fruit does he expect? When He looks at the way we live our life, he wants to see things like love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, and gentleness. There are times when he is disappointed in what he sees, but he is willing to give us another chance.

What can we do to help us produce the kind of fruit that God expects? We can worship regularly, read God’s Word, and pray. Those things will help us to live a fruitful life. Let’s pray right now and ask God to help us.

Heavenly Father, we know that you expect good things from your children. Help us live a life that will be pleasing to you. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.

“”Amen Grandma,” Love you.”

“I love you to my love,” Grandma said.

Grandma and Samuel looked up at the moon and stars, with joy, peace, happiness.

Psalm 148:3, Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars!



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Short Story


In a small sunny town by Albany New York, proud parents gave birth to a baby beautiful girl. The mother stared out the window as the sunset rose in the morning above the mountains. She looked far into the future, of big hopes and dreams for her baby girl. The doctor ask, “What are you both going to name this Bundle Of Joy?” The dad and mom looked at each other in the eyes and then they looked at the doctor and said, “MUSE!!!!” From those words, from that moment and days that led, they knew that this baby is a special baby.

At ten years old, Muse started ballet dancing lessons, Her moves came natural. She knew at that moment, that she wanted to pursue a career in dance. The whole town started talking about this amazing up and coming talent.

Muse competed in competitions, local shows. She got a lot of attention. She touched many hearts. Years later Muse turned eighteen, she is now a well-known ballet dancer in her small town, transforming more into a woman. College was her main focus but also she wanted something that will change the world for the better. Muse climbed the tree in front of the house, sitting in the tree, looking at the sunset. There was always something inspiring about the light of the sky, as she thinks to her self, she knew that she wanted to give light to others as well, not just through dance but helping others to, lifting everyone up.

That night at dinner, Muse stared at the homemade roast and potatoes, biscuits and hand-pick fresh cook green beans. Muse always loved her mom cooking but she had so much on her mind. Muse parents, Jacky and Roy sat at the dinner table across from Muse, eating. It was very quiet, a deep silence. Roy looked at Muse, as she picked at her food with the fork. “Darling, are you going to eat?” “You always loved your mom cooking,” Roy said. Muse looked up, wanting to get the words out but didn’t know how. “I’m… uumm… I’m not going to college now,” Muse said, as she felt a huge relieve come over her. Roy and Jacky looked shocked. “Honey, you have a gift, we want you to go all the way with that gift, I truly think school, will be great to get you all way to the top, the whole world need to see what a great dancer you’re,” Jacky said. “Mom and dad, I totally understand, but I been doing a lot of thinking about this and I’m a loud to change my mind.” “I’m older now and I think I can truly follow my heart, without everyone around this town, telling me what I should do.” “Yes it was my decision to get in this type of profession and yes I was born to be a dancer but there’s way more than just dance, I can also give back, changing the world,” Muse said. “Well baby, through dance, you are touching hearts and giving back, you give inspiration,” Roy said. “You both don’t get it, it’s not about my dreams, there’s something higher than myself,” Muse said as she stood up from the dinner table. Roy and Jacky looked confused. “Mom and dad, I’m leaving, I’m getting out this small town.” “I want to explore, so I’m taking the money that I won from the competition.” “I’m going to pack my bags.” “I’m driving all around different cities, to help many and give great inspiration to those.” “I want to teach the real meaning of why we all are here on earth.” “I been so bless and so many adore me, but I feel that it’s my journey to figure out my true passion way above dance, but I’m not giving up on dance, I just need a break to figure out where I go from here,” Muse said as she turns to get her suit cases from her room. ” HEY… IF YOU LEAVE THIS HOUSE MUSE, DON’T AND I MEAN DON’T BOTHER EVER COMING BACK, YOU HEAR!!” “YOU ARE MAKING THE WORST MISTAKE OF YOUR LIFE, PLEASE DON’T BE STUPID, SO MANY GIRLS WANT TO BE YOU, THEY WANT CAREERS LIKE YOURS, IF IT WASN’T FOR ME AND YOUR MOM HELPING YOU FROM A YOUNG AGE WITH YOUR DREAM, YOU WOULDN’T BE A SUCCESSFUL DANCER!” Roy said in anger. “Dad and mom, I realized how much you both helped me get to where I am today, I so appreciate it from heart.” “I’m now a grown woman, so I now see clearly, that god has a plan for me.” “I promised that I will make you both proud.” Muse got into her truck, suit cases in the back, as she drives off that night on the sandy road. Jacky and Roy stood outside watching her, as she goes into the night wilderness, the sand blowing in the breeze. They couldn’t see her anymore, as she faded into the night up the street, getting lost in the dusty air. Jacky kept walking a little up the street, waving, looking sad. “Our baby is gone,” Jacky said. Jacky starting crying but at the same time, she knew that Muse always made the right decisions. Roy looked very angry and bitter, he wanted her to always be what he wanted her to be.

A couple of years later, Muse has a job as a ballet teacher, teaching young girls how to dance in New York. She is also a volunteer with the church, teaching classes at the church and feeding the hungry in different countries. Muse is also a speaker at different life coaching events and churches. She also has her own program, helping girls to dream big everyday. Muse is married also to a successful lawyer.

In dance class, one of the little girls put her hand up, to ask a question. “Mrs Muse, do you have regrets of not dancing professionally, becoming famous, well-known?” Muse looked at all her students in the eyes in front of her. “Nope, I don’t have any regrets at all, I knew dancing was what I wanted from a young age but the minute I became popular locally, everyone around me started to tell me what is best for me, I couldn’t think or have a mind of my own.” “It’s nothing a matter with wanting to have fame but I felt like it wasn’t for me.” “God had a different path for my life and at the same time I still have ballet in my life, doing what I love.”       “I use to sit up in this tall tree in front of my parents house and talk to God about life, I use to ask God to guide me to that destiny, show me your understanding of why I’m here.” “So many think that it’s only about their careers and material things, fame, but there’s something higher than that.” “Don’t forget that, your career is important and it’s good to have dreams and goals but the most important thing is giving back to the world, way more than your talents boys and girls,” Muse said.

Later on that night, Muse sat at her desk, in her living room, writing. Her husband came in the living room, he kiss Muse on the neck. “Baby, are you coming to bed soon?” “It’s getting lonely in there.” Muse smiled. “Yes honey, I’ll be in there soon, I’m just finishing up this letter to my parents,” Muse said. “Alright, Quiero hacerte el amor(I want to make love to you), ” Her husband said as he walked to the room. “Oh babe, that’s how we got this one, ha ha,” Muse said as she rubbed her belly.

Dear mom and dad, I know it’s been a few years. Please forgive me if I broke your hearts, it was never my intentions. I just knew that God spoke to my heart, I knew he had a different direction for my life. Mom I remember when you use to comb my hair as a little girl, holding me in your arms, as we will sit and look at the sun rise early mornings on the patio. I can still smell the brewing coffee that you use to make for dad every morning. Also the bacon and eggs, and fresh biscuits out the oven, yummy, How can I forget. I also remember the different types of homemade jams and jellies on the table, for the biscuits. I remember your words so clearly mom, when you use to say that, the sunrise give meaning. Every time we walk, the sun follows, just like god is everywhere. Dad I know that you always dreamed through me, that you so badly wanted me to go higher. Dad I know you always wanted the best for me and that you was just looking out for me also. I appreciate your love and caring, I’m so happy to say that I’m a proud ballet teacher, I teach young beautiful girls everyday. I spread gods words to my local church that I go to, I’m an evangelist at church and a teacher for Sunday school. I also feed the hungry in different countries, I’m a missionary. I have my own program for girls to dream big, helping young girls to know the meaning of life and that its nothing a matter with having dreams. I also teach them about the purpose, we all have a purpose, that purpose is higher than our dreams. I’m also pregnant now, I’m married to a really great guy. I want you both to meet him. I’m having this amazing event that I put together at the church. My ballet students and me, we are dancing. It’s a very beautiful show, it’s called Muses. The money from each ticket goes towards helping finding a cure for breast cancer patients. It’s a charity, a great cause. This charity is trying to find a cure for breast cancer, so this money is donated for a great cause. I got you both tickets. Can you both come see my show? I will be so honor to have you both there. The date or time is on the ticket. It will be like old times, when I was that little girl dancing on stage. Come to New York. The address of the church is on the envelope. The tickets are in the envelope. My husband is going to be there, Looking forward to introducing you both. Love you both, always thinking about you both. See you soon.

P.S. No worries, I can still dance in the show, I’m only nine months prego’s. Yes dad and mom, I remember that look on your faces, when you’re worried. Love you both.

That morning Muse sent out her letter to her parents, giving it to her neighborhood mail man. Muse waved at the mail man as he drove off. She picked up the news paper in front of her house, walking on to the patio. She looked at the sun in the sky and smiled, as she can see further into the future, she then touched her stomach, looking down at her bundle of joy.

Two weeks later the church was packed with many guest from all over the world. Everyone came out to see Muse show. “Thanks everyone for being here tonight.” I’m also proud of this great cause to, helping finding a cure for breast cancer.” “Lets fight everyone for a cure, lets..fight…” “My students are here to do this great Angel number for you all, I’m also dancing to.” “This dance really does tell a story, the way we move on stage and the part where we look up at the light in the sky.” “Introducing Muses,” Muse said as the curtains opened up. The stage is beautifully decorated in a heaven theme, the dancers are in peach and pink bright colors, The lighting of the stage adds more beauty. The slow spiritually music comes on, as Muse and the dancers grace the stage. The audience was filled with warmed, some got emotional, from how beautiful the show was. Everyone got the message. After the show, Muse and her students went in the audience and shook everyone hand. ” I’m so proud of you sweet heart,” Joe said, Muse husband. “Thank you sweet heart and I’m still in love with you from the day I laid my eyes on you in college,” Muse said as she kiss Joe. A deep voice came from across the theater, “My little girl has grown up.” All of a sudden Muse turned to look, her parents was there, smiling, looking proud. “Dad and mom, wow.. so glad you both made it,” Muse said as she ran up to them and hugged them tight. “I’m so proud of you honey, you’re still my little girl,” Jacky said. “Mom and dad, this is my husband, Joe, and Joe these are my parents, Jacky and Roy.” Joe smiled, shaking their hands. “Such a pleasure meeting you both,” Joe said. “You to my son-in-law,” Roy said. “Dad and mom, these are my students, everyone my parents,” Muse said. “AWWW… you all was quite lovely on that stage,” Jacky said. Roy looked at Muse in the eyes tearing up. Roy touched Muse nose softly, putting his arm around Muse, as they both walked through the crowded room. “I’m so proud of you kid, no really, I’m so happy for you, that you stood your ground and you never let me or anyone stopped you from going after your destiny, I now get it kid, I now get it so well of everything you was saying that night,” Roy said. “I’m so sorry that I was blind, also in the letter when you said that I dreamed through you, you are so right.” “I mess my life up years ago, making stupid mistakes, never ever pursued my dream more as a ballet dancer but I had a plan B, but I always regret not going for that dream.” “I started to have back and knee problems and so I became a successful counselor.” “I helped many people but also I’m still trying to do ballet moves here and there, join me sometimes kid on a father and daughter dance.” What do you say?” Muse looked excited. “Dad oh my gods, it’s the local daughter and dad dance back home, of course I’m honor to go,” Muse said as she hugged her dad. “Lets go to dinner, we have so much to catch up on guys,” Roy said. “Alright, well let me tell my students bye and their parents, then me and Joe, we will follow you both to a nice restaurant.”  “We have so much to tell you both, about the pregnancy and how we met.” Jacky looked at Roy. “Hey Roy, was my daughter a party girl in college and when did you both started having sex?” Jacky said. ” MOM….!!’ Muse said as she looked embarrassed. They all laughed in a joking matter.

Nine months later, Muse was back home at her parents. She laid on the couch after giving birth. She wanted to have her baby at her parents house, just like her mom had her at the house. The doctor that helped delivered Muse, the same doctor helped delivered Muse baby girl. Joe is very proud to be a dad as he stayed with her every step of the birth. Roy and Jacky are very proud to be grand parents. Joe parents are very happy to be grand parents to.  “Wow.. baby, your students are blowing up your phone, they’re proud of you,” Joe said. All the students called to congratulate Muse. Jacky stared out the window at the sunrise that morning. Muse looked at her, reminding her of the future. Roy stood next to Jacky looking out the window. Joe parents stood by Jacky and Roy, also looking out the window to. Muse laid on the couch. Joe kneeling next to the couch, holding Muse in his arms, as they both held their baby girl in their arms together, looking up at the sunset. Muse could see a wonderful future ahead. “So what are you going to name her?” The doctor ask. Jacky and Roy looked at each other and smiled. Joe and Muse looked each other in the eyes and then they turned to the doctor and said “Maricela.” “We decided that cause, since the baby is part Spanish from Joe side and Caucasian(white) from my side, we wanted her name to match part of her Spanish background, Maricela means Reel- Heaven, Plus her name starts with M, just like my name,” Muse said. Joe mom and dad looked so proud. “Estamos muy agradecidos y orgullosos de ti,” Joe parents said. Roy and Jacky looked confused. “Mom and dad, they said We are so grateful and proud of you,” Muse said. “Oh ok… and you say gracias, see I know some Spanish to,” Roy said, as everyone laughed in humor. “Well you all go into the kitchen and get ready for some breakfast, I need to have a moment with my daughter and her bundle of joy,” Jacky said. Everyone went in the kitchen. Muse still laying on the couch, holding her baby in her arms, staring up at the window, at the sunrise. Jacky smiles as she kneels by the couch caressing Muse face, touching her hair softly, looking at the baby in her arms smiling. ” Wow… another beautiful special baby girl, that is going to change the world.” “I knew my dear, I knew that you was going to do something spectacular in your life.” ‘I once laid there on the couch right at that same spot you are at, holding you and watching the sunrise.” “This is a special moment for me and for you, I’m so proud of you.” Jacky grabbed the bible from the shelve. She reads Psalm 50:1-6. Muse realized that those words that she started reading, that it sounded familiar. When she was young, Jacky use to read those words to her as they both watch the sunrise. Jacky and Muse sat on the couch together, watching the sunset, holding the new-born baby. They both read at the same time. “Praise the Lord! Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens! Praise him for his mighty deeds; praise him according to his excellent greatness! Praise him with trumpet sound; praise him with lute and harp! Praise him with tambourine and dance; praise him with strings and pipe! Praise him with sounding cymbals; praise him with loud clashing cymbals!” Memories from when Muse danced on the stage as a little girl, she could always see her mom and dad faces light up, as they knew why she dance and how much that inspired her to share her inspiration above and beyond, that’s way more above in the heavens. When she dance, she always seen clouds around her. She looked at the sunset smiling, seeing far into the future, the love never ends, god love is never-ending, that love is all around and in each of us, we shine it just like god, spreading Gods love forever.

‘The Passing’


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‘The Passing’

‘Looking out far across the Valley, The mountains stood still with a sign. Her world is her peace of mind as her survival gave meaning. So many of her ancestors left with love, joy awaited them all up heaven. Seasons passed, as the grass turn brown, losing life. No more plants grew, the starvation took over, longing for water. Many kids in the village ran across this field, their smiles so bright as they laughed. Each child disappeared from the world, from the wars that came eye to eye, taking many souls. She seen so many go, everything around her seem to be falling a part but she kept hope. She looked down, at the wooden bridge, the wood held so strongly together for years, no matter how many people walked on it, no matter how much water went on it from the many stormy raining days, it’s still standing. Through God, that brought her inspiration. The light always comes again, the sun brightens from above. Her tears came down her face from all that she lost, all her ancestors over the years, but joy came upon her heart from heaven. They all are up heaven. The spirits flew all around her, telling her,”Everything is good, we are your guardian angels.” She felt comfort, love, hope, faith, courage.  Her heart open to the whole world, asking God to, “Let each and every person in the past and present, to all rest in peace.” God loves each and everyone, there is a beautiful place, that is heaven.  My heart is a big river, very pure and clear of compassionate, comforting each soul from the light within me, that god bless me and everyone with. Each and every soul is special, we all are bless. Her smile brighten up, as she stared at the spirits that pass by her, she felt a joy, god presence surrounded her. Love lives forever and ever, our God is an awesome god. She looks up at the sky, telling God, “Thank you.”

‘Raising Lilie’


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‘Raising Lilie’


‘The pink Lilie flower, wither in my hand. Smoothly, slowly by slowly each pedal flew gracefully into the wind. So beautiful but sad at the same time. I adjusted with positivity no matter what sadness came upon me. The light shined down from above, giving us all strength.  The more steps I take, The more I see. The trees stood very tall as they got fed by the soil of the earth. The rocks stood still in its own, with bravery, as nature passes. The farther I walked, the more the mountain grew in front of me. I touched the mountain with hope. I climbed the tall mountain, I looked down at how far I have become. I’m so high up on this tall mountain, that it’s so far down, so far in the past. All of a sudden, I looked down again at the ground from the mountain top, The whole desert grew white Lilies, surrounding the mountains. I then climbed down the mountain, touching the ground of the Lilies. Water comes splashing out, straight up from the soil of the ground, the water touches the sky. All I see is water and white Lilies surrounding me all around. I woke up, feeling cleansed and pure. The bitterness and pain, left my heart. The past was in the past. New seeds has become a new beginning, born again. Fresh water fed the soil. Learning from situations in life, the big hills, has gave me inspiration and renewed my spirit. Starting over again, my eyes see very clearly. I opened up my eyes, seeing the pink and white Lilies surrounding me in a big garden. The sun shined so bright as each new Lilie bloom with health. I picked one up and held it in the palm of my hand, I see the love and inspiration in God creations. The Lilie sat in my hand, the pedals stayed, the flower open up more, covering my whole hand, blooming with a new welcome. I smiled as I looked up, I raised the Lilie to the sky.’

“A Gift For You- Happy Holidays!!!!”


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Happy Holidays everybody. This is my gift to all of you. This is an art piece I created. I use Acrylic paints. I want everyone to save this art piece on your computer or disk, then take that disk to one of the Fed ex places or Kinkos, then they can print art copies for you. Then when you get the art, You can frame it and hang them up on your wall or what ever you want to put the art piece. Let me know how the art comes out, keep me posted. Enjoy the gift :)

Happy Holidays everybody. This is my gift to all of you. This is an art piece I created. I use Acrylic paints. I want everyone to save this art piece on your computer or disk, then take that disk to one of the Fed ex places or Kinkos, then they can print art copies for you. Then when you get the art, You can frame it and hang them up on your wall or what ever you want to put the art piece. Let me know how the art comes out, keep me posted. Enjoy the gift. :)

‘Angel Cry’


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‘Angel Cry’

(Dedicated to all the people that we lost all around the world, Before and now and still.) O:) 

‘The beautiful sound of a Gospel Tune covered the world with comfort, as the Holy spirit spread his love all around the world. Joy comes in each other hearts, cause the heavens above has new angels to do Gods will. Our brothers and sisters that passed on, are guardian angels. Their cry from above rained on us all, with their love, their hope, their care from a compassionate heart. Our purpose on earth, to make the world a better place is love. Then we passed on, that time is our last on earth, the joy for us all to go home to God and Jesus, and all the angels above. Their cry is joyful, happiness. The love of a hug, their open arms of a welcome from their heart. The doors to heaven then opens up. God and Jesus and all the angels stands in a group as a family, we all then walk on the streets of gold together. Our friends and family cries, cause they’re going to miss us very much but the angels above, their cry is from the joyous happiness of going to a heavenly place above to be with them. Heaven is happy to see us above, it’s a celebration. God then releases the holy spirit on each of us, giving us strength to get through the sadden deaths that we dealt with. The Holy spirit then gives us knowledge and wisdom to see that heaven celebrates the people we lost over the years and that gives us joy and strength. Everyone that passed and when we passed, our spirit will come back to be around our families and friends, being their Guardian angel as God works through us. That early morning God presence came upon me as I stared at Gods creations. The sun came slightly through the clouds, staring down on earth. The breeze blew slightly with love and comfort. The trees and the plants moved slowly to the low quiet Gospel beautiful tune. It wasn’t the breeze making the tune, it was the angel cry from above.’

‘Mirror On The Wall’


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‘Mirror On The Wall’

‘Mirror… Mirror… on the wall, I couldn’t see my image staring back at me cause the fog covered the mirror. I see a light shining through. Something told me to climb through. I touch the mirror, I can feel the coldness. I push myself through. I fell through, on to the ground. Opening my eyes slowly and gently, I see this big beautiful foggy forest that surrounded me. A light breeze came across. I noticed the cloudy sky and the big tall green leave trees that surrounded me. A bright light came out of no where, shining the reflection through the trees. I walked through the forest, as I can see something, but the fog blur my vision. The closer I came to it, the more blinded I become. A white unicorn standing with grace, looking at the reflecting light from the sky, as five white birds flew around him, in a circle, singing a tune. I see a fairy tale but couldn’t see the importance of it, cause I was the outsider, looking in. The closer I got, the birds became silence. The unicorn looked at me as his eyes turned red and its body turn black, running fast away from me, into the fog, disappearing. The birds turn black and flew far into the wilderness. I became confused, Feeling lost and lonely. The tears came down my eyes. My heart-felt hurt, but I realized that this hurt feeling is real and it’s from within of a compassion heart. I felt beautiful at that moment. I felt hope, I knew God was always with me, giving me strength. I started walking more and more into the forest. I started to see more clearly through the fog. I came across a steep hill that was straight a head of me. I see an angel standing on top of the hill looking at me. I climbed up the hill. I looked into the angel eyes, I can see the light within him, the beauty that shined through from within. The sun came through the clouds as the fog disappeared. I looked down from the tall hill on the other side, I could see a clear pure lake, far down. The water is very glittery in the light. The angel put his hand on my heart and started praying over me. He held me in his arms as we both closed our eyes, then we jumped all the way down into the lake. I woke up very fast, noticing that I was laying on the bed in my room. I felt cleansed and joy. I felt a peace come over me. I got up and looked in the mirror. I can see the sunny sky and a beautiful clear water lake. The angel flew all around the sky over the lake, and his lips said born again. I smiled as I stared. The image in the mirror cleared. I can now see my image staring back at me in the mirror. God light within me shined through.  A good heart and soul is beauty within that shines through. We all are beautiful. Mirror….. Mirror…. on the wall, beauty comes from within, that shines through.’

‘Heaven Help Me’


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‘Heaven Help Me’

‘His eyes seen all, as his intelligence became wiser. Looking at the sunset from his porch brought him peace within and a reminder of Gods Love. “I’m a survivor,” he said to himself. A piece of his soul was missing from the years of the war he dealt with in the army. The bitterness took over him like the thunder-storms back East, that rush everyone back inside their homes. He looked at the beautiful green cactuses as he stood on his feet and walk off the porch, onto the desert ground.  He lift a hand to gently touch the cactus  but forgot how the thorns stuck out. He felt a pinch on his finger as he looked up at the sky, Rain came down gently. The thunder strike hard, as the sky became very cloudy and dark. He ran into his house, looking outside his front window at the rain pouring down. The earth in his eyes became a lost place as the unkind storm took over. The next day on that early morning, he opened the front door gently as the sunshine brighten his eyes. The birds of the sky flew with freedom. He looked with a smile. The mountains far away gave bravery of courage. The trees gave comfort and boldness. He walked outside, going further into the desert. He walked all the way to the mountains. He climbed this big mountain, as he gets to the top,  he stares at the land below. Being on top of this high mountain, he can see a different world. The flowers bloom fully that day with love and happiness. All the blessings of Gods love, gave him hope again. He looked up at the sky, noticing that the sun is gone. The sky is very cloudy.  The noises of the thunder, test his fear. The rain pour down hard. His bravery took over and his fear went away, his bitterness was gone. He let go, forgiven the past. The rain is so clear and pure. He was blinded by the storm for years in the past but now he can see clearly. The rain helped all of God crops, plants , trees, flowers, Mother Nature to grow. He see how bless it is, to have Gods love pour all over. He looked at the sky and smiled as the water came down on his face. His soul is cleansed from all the agony. He sat on the high mountain, looking at the whole earth. He realizes that the earth is bless, Gods love is every where, giving inspiration. He stood up on his feet, looking up at the sky as both of his arms are spread out to his side. Heaven smiled down on him, peace and joy came over him. He see’s that it’s all a blessing. Heaven will always be there, watching over all of us.’


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