VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
March 11

e-mail received 2003
Explanation of the 23rd Psalm

The 23rd Psalm

The Lord is my Shepherd
That's Relationship!

I shall not want
That's Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
That's Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters.
That's Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul
That's Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.
That's Guidance!

For His name sake.
That's Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
That's Testing!

I will fear no evil.
That's Protection!

For Thou art with me.
That's Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me,
That's Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.
That's Hope!

Thou annointest my head with oil,
That's Consecration!

My cup runneth over.
That's Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
That's Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord,
That's Security!

That's Eternity!


working on a Saturday wasn't too bad, actually it was kind of fun, certainly a good change of pace for me. We'll see how Monday goes working strange hours once again. Besides working I didn't do much of anything, just chilled and slept.


You're the one who can put his finger on the true source of a current problem. It may be up to you, subsequently, to come up with a solution.


the day as it was

I slept in today 7:30 when I got to the store and a short night as well so the others could go play bingo, they invited me I declined, I don't fit into that type of world. I guess I don't really fit into any type of world, so thus I hide in seclusion living on memories and the thought of the only one who ever could bring me out of hiding to find who I am.


I wonder at the game that is being played now, and why after all this time I have been placed into it once again? Why has my safety and my solitude been violated? I have left alone, not intruding, and not speaking. I cannot help my thoughts nor my feelings, and neither should I not be allowed or scared to speak them here. This is my place of peace, and yet there are those who chose to violate it. Shall I violate yours?


Oh Mr. Sun who do you shine upon
who do you wrap in your warm embrace
and grace with your lovely face

Oh Mr. Sun will your smile be bright
and remove the black from the night
Allowing me the sky of blue to come in my sight?


Somewhere in the dawning of the day I may find what seems to elude me


I long for arms to hold me
safe from the storm of life
comfort and console me
salvaging my spirit from the world of strife


A whisper touch
a slight grazing upon thy check
A warm hand
grasped within mine own
Two hearts pressed together
beating as one?
Separate entities joined
by unseen bindings


drifting at an idle pace
dreaming of a better place
looking for the right face
trying to keep in the race


Tradition is a guide and not a jailer.
- W. Somerset Maugham -