Heaven In All of Us Kingdom of Heaven—Story of a man in pursuit of Forgiveness. His adventure to the Holy Land is the secondary story. His recently passed wife in melancholy commits a mortal sin at the loss of her newborn. Orlando Bloom, the lost son of a Knight of note, journeys to Jerusalem , “A place to ask for Forgiveness.” Following his recently-introduced—recently-passed—father, Orlando Bloom goes through a series of events in his journey to find salvation. He saves not only his soul, but saves a city from certain death. A common man born of uncommon roots finds gifts in would be tragedies.
Dark Nights
In every event, we can face life with a melancholy view. We can view it with open heart. Tragedies are not tragedies until you decide that they are. If you believe life sucks, then it sucks. If your heart weighs heavy, then it will weigh heavy on more than your body and mind. It weighs on the soul. Trust me. I know. My heart has suffered much. Did not realize the damage done was caused by the pain on my soul. It manifested in CHF. Did not face what effected it. Did not accept the bigger picture. Lost sight of the long view. Hid in work. Hid in denial. Traveled and lived in cities far and away. They were not my home. They were not where my heart was. Hid from what could have been a most glorious times of my life.
I cried at this loss. Don't want to cry anymore. Searched for Forgiveness and now I journey.
Whatever Fates have for me, it will be faced with an open heart. Hope this will heal my soul and in turn my wounded heart.
New Day Coming
Accepted that the Anger and Rages was not mine to own. Thought that this anger, this pain was mine. It wasn’t. Owned it when I should not have. It was another's pain. Another's defense mechanism. It was not my burden, but I accepted it. Did not know that at the time. I remember only the anger and rage. Broken chairs and holes in the walls. Remember that a former life. A passed life. It was little of me not to see the big picture. It was little of me not step and listen to the angels speaking to me. For this, I am sorry. Could rationalize and say that the stress and anger, depleted my sense of reason. It did. However, that was no excuse. Could have done so much more these many, many—too many—lost years. I accept all of it. My pain, others. Now, its time for a new day.
Does Making A Man a Knight A Better Fighter? Yes!!!
That Chapter of my Dark Time over now. Its Over now. Here comes the fun stuff. This story has changed. It is now a quest. Hope to find salvation. Hope to be redeemed. Maybe this unburdening in these blogs, will bring real my conviction of change to fruition. First, a Thought. Then, a Desire. Next, an Action. Lastly, A Smile because that pain and anger has become a memory that turned into a lesson remembered.
My love for movies, for comics, for books stems from lessons learned. Stories, fables, and morals remind me that something better is always there. Just takes work. Just takes some time. Just takes Forgiveness. Just takes courage. Just takes a belief.
In the beginning, there was a word. . .The rest followed.
Let that Word Be a Good One.
