Every day of our life is an echo. Some form of lesson that we have survived for yet another 24 hours. So as much as I can I will document my echoes for the generations after me to learn and read from. Pay close attention for these are my echoes!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
9:47am and we need to go ahead and talk about Bishop Eddie Long's situation. What are your thoughts? http://ping.fm/HTz7T
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
9:20pm and I want all little league football moms to expect your kids to get roughed up by coaches and team mates. Please stop complaining... The boys are having a ball! They are learning to deal with adversity, and so many other social situations. This is life training. Sit back and enjoy the show. Please?
Monday, September 13, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
Monday, September 06, 2010
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Friday, September 03, 2010
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Get Christ Like: Letter To God 001
September 1, 2010 | 11:12PM
Dear God,
I have not been able to sleep much lately.
Life in general is far worse than we make it out to be.
I see it everyday.
All the smiles and lauging to keep from crying.
We push the issues far beneath our feet
as if there is some mystical land fill buried at the earth's core.
We push the issues on the reverse side of flat panel TV's
I've seen those continue to fill the houses of many.
AS if there is some education for TV's program
in which we give up chances to be educated
for the opportunity to be entertained.
I would love to hear your voice say...
"WAKE UP!"
For we surely must all be sleep.
Our desires far outweigh the resources that you have provided
My uncle sits behind bars wondering what life on the outside is like
I sit on the outside imagining him in the safest environment possible!
Far worse out here
Hard for a man to be out here and not have anyone to help him
Hard for a woman out here with kids and no father in sight
I see it everyday God...
We seem to have eating disorders.
They manufacture livestock to keep up with our demands
Your beautiful animals are raised and slaughtered
inside of dark factories
never experiencing the warmth of the sun
nor the chills of winter
Your seeds for harvest are manufactured and patented
Making your farmers slaves to their own land
Its so hard here God
Had it not been for you, I would be lost
I've dreamed of giving up so many times
but each time I recieve one of your many blessings
I fight daily to make a change in this enormous world
I want to teach my sons to do the same
Faithfully until the day they die
They both play sports now
I'm so proud of Niree running 3-6miles
Jett running on a football field so small underneath the shoulderpads
and helmets that must surely weigh more than he
I thank you so much for a wife that loves me
I've met so many of the women you created
And I've never found one to love me like my wife
Further proof of your undeniable existence
We've built a beautiful home
Forged a strong relationship
Learned to compromise
We've beat the odds so many times
I wanted to write and thank you
Thank you for the jobs that have come my way
Thank you for the accomplishments and dissappointments alike
I'm practicing leaning on you these days
After talking with my family
it seems that I simply fell at your feet
So now I'm standing leaning...
walking...
breathing your words like mountain air.
Mario D'Andre Robinson
www.GreenCre8tions.org
www.8robinsons.com
Dear God,
I have not been able to sleep much lately.
Life in general is far worse than we make it out to be.
I see it everyday.
All the smiles and lauging to keep from crying.
We push the issues far beneath our feet
as if there is some mystical land fill buried at the earth's core.
We push the issues on the reverse side of flat panel TV's
I've seen those continue to fill the houses of many.
AS if there is some education for TV's program
in which we give up chances to be educated
for the opportunity to be entertained.
I would love to hear your voice say...
"WAKE UP!"
For we surely must all be sleep.
Our desires far outweigh the resources that you have provided
My uncle sits behind bars wondering what life on the outside is like
I sit on the outside imagining him in the safest environment possible!
Far worse out here
Hard for a man to be out here and not have anyone to help him
Hard for a woman out here with kids and no father in sight
I see it everyday God...
We seem to have eating disorders.
They manufacture livestock to keep up with our demands
Your beautiful animals are raised and slaughtered
inside of dark factories
never experiencing the warmth of the sun
nor the chills of winter
Your seeds for harvest are manufactured and patented
Making your farmers slaves to their own land
Its so hard here God
Had it not been for you, I would be lost
I've dreamed of giving up so many times
but each time I recieve one of your many blessings
I fight daily to make a change in this enormous world
I want to teach my sons to do the same
Faithfully until the day they die
They both play sports now
I'm so proud of Niree running 3-6miles
Jett running on a football field so small underneath the shoulderpads
and helmets that must surely weigh more than he
I thank you so much for a wife that loves me
I've met so many of the women you created
And I've never found one to love me like my wife
Further proof of your undeniable existence
We've built a beautiful home
Forged a strong relationship
Learned to compromise
We've beat the odds so many times
I wanted to write and thank you
Thank you for the jobs that have come my way
Thank you for the accomplishments and dissappointments alike
I'm practicing leaning on you these days
After talking with my family
it seems that I simply fell at your feet
So now I'm standing leaning...
walking...
breathing your words like mountain air.
Mario D'Andre Robinson
www.GreenCre8tions.org
www.8robinsons.com
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