Tuesday, December 14, 2010

LET ME GUIDE; LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT

(12.13.10)

Left, right, left, right....

Words of the master leading the inexperienced soldier.

Who are these sheep? These stars twinkling so brightly…

This is the generation of TECHNOLOGY, the generation of FASHION, of MUSIC, of the ARTS.

These rookies of knowledge quickly advance into dead ends; To hastily they run towards folly.

They need wisdom,

They need guidance.

So much going on,

They need loving arms;

They need caring ears,

Strong shoulders to cry on,

And stronger backs to carry them when they stumble.

So I look at myself, test my resolve

And in ‘turn, resolve to self, within myself:

I have wisdom, so I will enlighten their minds;

I have love, so I will nurture souls.

My ears care, Yes! I hear their cries!

My shoulders are fortified by experience, my back made unbreakable through test of patience the know-how;

Rest your yoke, young one, for He, Our Eternal Father, carries all.

They need Guidance; They need a Master Guide.

I take the up the whistle and carry the banner

It is heavy, but its colors inspire their HOPE FOR TOMORROW, giving me STRENGTH FOR TODAY

Whistle blow! Soldiers of Life! Follow my steps!

Let me guide; left, right, left right.

[Stuart A. Ferguson Richards™]

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Is this.. the End of the Road?

By: Stuart Ferguson Richards

[01.20.10]

<This is a dream I've had 2 nights in a row. Its a heated argument between friends going through drastic changes in their lives still trying to maintain the friendship. Hope you enjoy.>

Man: .. I just can't trust u anymore. I thought we were friends, but u cnt even keep ur word.

Woman: whoa so wat do u want from me? Do u want me to stop my life to accommodate u?! We're not little kids anymore.. I have my own stressful life to live. Sometimes YOUR the selfish one. I just got a lot to think about now.

Man: I know this.. But I remember when we made an effort. Now it seems like all u can make r excuses! We used to tight like Bonnie & Clyde. Now it feels like we're oceans apart. Ever since whats-his-name....

Woman: (slaps Guy) u leave him out of this!!! This is between me & u! How dare you try & blame him! Its time for you to realize that things are not gonna be like they were before. You're completely blowing this way out of proportion.

Man: Am I? Do u honestly believe that things between us haven't changed? Are you so blind & naive that you can't see? You're lying to yourself if u do. You're real quick to call people on their BS, me included. But its time to call out YOURSELF! News Flash you're not the only one with a stressful life, or did u forget about my mom getting surgery for breast cancer, or your brother re-learning how to walk after his accident 2months ago? But throughout all that we were still here for each other. We could always talk.. We used to confide in each other. I had your back & you had mine. Now, only time we talk is if I call or if we're fightin.. Hm me & u... That sounds so weird coming from u now. I dnt know who u r anymore. You've turned into those same damn hypocritical people you can't stand!!

Woman: (crying) I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt u. I..

Man: why r u cryin? Go on.. Finish the job. You're gettin what u wanted: your precious space.. (turns around to leave) I'm the one who lost somethin: a friend & a lot of respect for u (looks back).. & my love for u

Woman: (gasp) [softly] what?

Man: Goodbye (close door)

<To be continued....?>

<Deep Food for Your Thought>

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Love Long-suffering

[01.01.10]

Like the return of the new moon I've found new hope. Faith has been replenished, & my patience knows no bounds. I'm not quitting til u throw in the towel; when I reach my last breath I'll take 5 more & continue til the end. Giving up is not an option; GO HARD NO GOING HOME!!! Nothing worth having is easily obtained... Sweat, blood, & tears are the prices of our happiness. I'm here.. Naked & unashamed... this has to be genuine for these tears aren't fake. I'm ready to run beyond where the waters run dry.. Our hands together in His.. 3 set of footprints in the sand. I'm not giving up on you so don't you dare give up on me!! This is it... So legit! Too legit to be bull****!! I love too deep to let you go. The Devil can't take my joy because he can't take you.. I look into your eyes & I know this is true. So don't stress.. We'll get there somehow.. Across this river.. Nothing stopping us now. I'm standing here.. I've said "I do".. Now the spotlight's on you.. I see it in your brown eyes... You wanna say it too. Take ya time I can wait.. Praying to the Trinity to be the best man I can be... For you.

[Stuart A. Ferguson Richards™]

I Call Him LOVE

I Call Him LOVE


Should LOVE love less those who don't know love? Should it despise those who profane its name for selfish physical gain?
If this is so, then LOVE is a joke; its burden on the soul, an emotional yoke.If this is true then the example of TRUE LOVE paid on the cross was an insignificant event. For the teachings of LOVE I preach are founded on my belief in the Creator of love; I call Him LOVE.

So I ask once more, should LOVE love less those who don't know LOVE? I say NO! For LOVE loved me before I was conceived; LOVE still loves me when I fall, loves me when I call, & is there to pick up my love when my love is dashed against the wall.

Because of this example I choose to love eternal. Love for my family, love for my faith, love for the one who, on my love, awaits.If you, too, wish to know LOVE, then know Him. He & His Friends are at the gates of your heart waiting for you to let Them in.

Did you not know that LOVE cannot travel alone? PATIENCE, UNDERSTANDING, & FORGIVENESS will not be strange; these are the different faces of TRUE LOVE. But with these come PAIN, TEARS, SORROW. Do not stress, for these are not permanent guests, but passersby. So let LOVE in, embrace Him, & never let throw Him away. LOVE cannot love less, but loves more, especially those who know not love.

Love those who love you for true...
For this is lesson He left for you.
I call Him... LOVE.

By Stuart Ferguson Richards
[01.02.10]