
My Jalapeno Plant And Tomato Plant July 2023.
Hey, Y’all!
When I am up late writing it is not usually planned. I had no idea I was staying up as I needed to take some medicine. Who knew?
I love music! I grew up listening to different genres of music. If there was a song for tonight’s writing; it would be, “Teach Your Children” written by Graham Nash of the band, “Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young.”
You can explore more on your own about how it originated and all who have played it since.
My point in bringing up the song is my parents even liked the song and believe it had some truths to hear in it. Parents, please check the lyrics for age- appropriateness.
I digress, there are so many lessons along life’s highway. There are going to be choices made on both sides of parents and children. Individual choices will eventually be made that you cannot turn back from. Can choices and routes be forgiven? Yes, of course, they can!
Sometimes choices cannot be undone. It follows your whole life until you learn to live differently. Some things cannot be undone. It is a fact. They can be healed though. It takes nearly the rest of your life to try to undo the damage.
There is no magic wand effect that you can just say presto, good as new!
Relationships of any kind take love, belief, hard work, trust, and vulnerability. Sometimes it is working through heartbreaking moments that are so painful. It is you did not realize some of the cards you played in the past, are not dead.
Somehow you must put your foot down in the middle of that old card game and say, “Game over!” This is when it gets real, and I had no idea all this was going to come from listening to a message very short but powerful message! So powerful in fact, I wrote a short note because it moved me and made an impact on me. And another part is it was a friend who gave that message. Again, I will get to the point.
So, there is this song, a message, my parents, and the whole family are in the mix. Let us not forget, I am also sharing my lessons in my recovery! Not just recovery, but wow believing! Believing God can change me, and He is.
I thought maybe this one family member would be the glue like that super glue they use on some deep cuts and just help smooth things over. Guess what? IT IS NOT THEIR JOB! They cannot be the glue to make it where everything is happy again and nothing is wrong.
I cannot fix what I did in making choices, but I can stop the old game from being played, by cards I chose in the past.
My friend chose this passage for his message, it rang a bell in my recovery and more! I am starting two verses above maybe, I could be wrong, let me be wrong. It is okay if I am wrong today.
1Thessalonians 4:9-12 (ESV)
9Now concerning brotherly love you have no need for anyone to write to you, for you yourselves have been taught by God to love one another, 10for that indeed is what you are doing to all the brothers throughout Macedonia. But we urge you, brothers, to do this more and more, 11and to aspire to live quietly, and to mind your own affairs, and to work with your hands, as we instructed you, 12so that you may walk properly before outsiders and be dependent on no one.
Verse 11 is the killer awesome live quietly and mind your own business, to work with your hands as we instructed you,
I need instructions for living today! I cannot do this alone that’s why I need God. On my own, I foul up every day!
My point in getting here finally is this, my dad gave me a warning. One day you are going to be sorry. There are choices you make now; you cannot change later. You will not be able to fix it. I will probably not be here to fix it. Those were some words I kept hearing even in my drunk years.
Oh, he will probably outlive me was my thought. The words are here, man! My dad is not here. He could not be Superman!
Get it across to anyone you know some choices cannot be undone. Parents teach children!
Make all things as right as you can and leave the rest up to God.
I am passionate about this because it is life and death! It can get lonely; do what is right anyway. Some may catch up; others are waiting for you.
Hang on to your… well, hat?
Thanks for reading!
This has been another blog post entry by Boxcar Mike, over and out!
God Bless Y’all, Everybody!
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