Being Real: Loud Silence

Loud Silence in the Quiet Storms, Fewer words speak volumes. Brilliant Darkness enlightens the soul, Of the man who has lost his way. Loud Silence can alarm the inner self of what each breath is capable of. Quiet Storms of life, each of us has our own. The words we never say, Speak louder than the…

Being Real: To Have Lived Well

Most of the time I go through the day to day motions without much thought of tomorrow. I know there is no guarantee of tomorrow, but my experience of life says otherwise: every day I have lived; for today’s yesterday, there is a tomorrow. I know that one day this will not be the case….

To My Daughter the Bride: A Lesson in Chosenness — The Barking Fox

Yesterday morning, as I reviewed the news over breakfast, something unusual caught my eye. It wasn’t actually a news item, but it did appear in one of my usual news sources. There on the sidebar of The Times of Israel web page was this article with the title, “To My Daughter Under the Chupa”. […] via…

Being Real: The Pop Culture of Christianity

[Photo Credit: https://dottech.org/84134/would-you-walk-on-this-narrow-and-flimsy-looking-path-above-a-deep-gorge-amazing-photo-of-the-day/]   …to be Messianic means to follow in the steps of Yeshua, not in the traditions of denominations. For most of my life I have grown up in the church.  I had accepted what was taught and said because I trusted those who were saying it.  I had accepted that Jesus was a…

Being Real: A Life Painted

I am not a painter in the artistic manner, but I do paint the picture of my life. Some days the picture is vibrant, and others the tapestry is gloomy. Each and every sunrise begins with a new canvas, it is for me to make the masterpiece. The life I paint is not for others…

Being Real: Paradox of Reality

I don’t know about you, but some days I just don’t care. I don’t want to be real today, I am more comfortable with the charades of life. Pretending is easier than being real, why is it so? Do I even know who the real me is anymore, I thought I used to, but now…

Being Real: Reset

Reset. The morning horizon offers a valuable lesson It is similar to the evening before, That the troubles and worries of today are over, and that tomorrow serves the gift of renewal. The mistakes and pains of the day, are but a speck on the spectrum of time, they may seem larger than the universe itself, but,…

Being Real: 6/6/44 D-Day Remembered in Pictures

“Everything indicates that the enemy will launch an offensive against the western front of Europe, at the latest in the spring, perhaps even earlier….” –Adolf Hitler, Directive No. 51, November 3, 1943 “This operation is not being planned with any alternatives. This operation is planned as a victory, and that’s the way it’s going to…

Being Real: Gravity of Faith

Origin: mid-13c., faith, feith, fei, fai “faithfulness to a trust or promise; loyalty to a person; honesty, truthfulness,” Faith- quite a simple but misunderstood word. Not necessarily a religious word on its own, but a word that the religious community has had the corner on its meaning for quite some time.  As I am more of…

Being Real: Honestly, Me…

Hello, this is me, well, at least the me I want you to see, The me that you see is just the tip of the tree. Roots that are hidden, are what allow me to grow, But most times these roots are not meant to show. The me you see is the green in the leave,…

Being Real: Be YOUR Best!

For most of my life  I have lived with the view that I had to be THE best at whatever I tried, pursued, and acted upon. Failure was never an option… cue the sound of a needle scratching on a record… that is the sound of failure becoming a reality!  I had always perceived failure…