DISCLAIMER - PHOTOGRAPHS DISPLAYED IN THIS BLOG ARE TO SIMPLY DEMONSTRATE MOODS AND EMOTIONS......
(just in case people would like to remove sawdust out of another eyeball before trying to take out their own log of their own eyeball.) all said in love.
Are you trying to possess me? Dang.... Leave me alone ps.....
A few days ago, I struggled through some personal themes and questions about the journey that caused me a lot of tears. Crying is healthy you know ? Whether in public or in private, of which, I'm not sure is best. I have been told that if you cry in the mirror, the crying spell lasts longer and is usually more dramatic. Having said that, stay away from mirrors, at least when crying, unless of course there is a need to apply facial makeup, of which I do not use nor desire.
I was having a really hard day and naturally when the days are more difficult, more challenging, and more horrific, typically it would be safe to assume that those days are the specific days when you find yourself reaching more quickly, Superman-like speed action for your inspirational reading material. Other than God's Word, (The Bible) I also choose to quickly reach to another source of inspiration which I find in the written words of "My Utmost For His Highest," by Oswald Chambers. Close friends of mine gave me his book when I was more or less a younger whippersnapper back in my wild days of youth, of which I choose to forget some of my "young" errors. (Still repeat errors daily, and just throwing that out as a disclaimer,)
Without doing the finger ripping through pages until your finger stops on a page randomly, I just looked to the date of May 20th, to which I poured my wet eyeballs that were dropping water tears like a rainy typhoon storm raging the coast of Thailand. Interestingly enough through blurred vision due to stinging salty tears, I read the second paragraph,
"There are certain things in life that we need not pray about-moods, for instance. We will never get rid of moodiness by praying, but we will by kicking it out of our lives. Moods nearly always are rooted in some physical circumstance, not in our true inner self. It is a continual struggle not to listen to the moods which arise as a result of our physical condition, but we must never submit to them for a second." - Oswald Chambers.
Oooooooohhhh. Do you know those responses ? The ones that you feel the buzz of Jesus Christ talking down the back of your spine like wind blowing pine branches of a blue spruce tree pressed against you. The goose bumps of His presence suddenly turn your beautiful skin into the same texture of those skins of chickens that hang upside down in the market place of Ventanilla that somehow have turned a strange yellow color in the afternoon. You know ?
How often have I thought that my mood was just the way I was? How many countless times have I mumbled around like a babbling brook of the river's edge complaining about my mood?
3x to infinity + 30 x infinity added in a few dashes of infinity to the highest power. That would be about how many times. In other simple words, so many times.
The wallowing sorrow of my inner cries deeply rooted into the heart of my soul named a "mood" is one that I must remove from my life. Instead of feeding it like the parasitic infection that I had years ago when I named the parasite, "Freddy" because he fed off of me, I needed to add salt to it and just flush it out of my body. I should have never fed into the lies of my own "old tapes" of my mind, playing into the sorrow, rather rise up on the promises of Truth. Naturally something that is always present, always solid, and always ever available is the Truth. Not a mood. Moods shall come and go with their torments like the winds of the storms, rather, grounded in a Truth will surely promise a steady and secure base of stability. Stability is something that within all of us, whether we state it publicly or not, is something we desire passionately.
Allowing a mood to possess me will only result in a walk around the emotional park of my city within. However blocking the mood with a Truth will stabilize me back to reality's core of my inner being of who I have been created to be by the God who made my very soul.
Spitting into the face of a mood regardless of its presentation is required to secure the most realistic, transparent, and authentic journey down the road of existence. When a mood rises up to ask permission to enter our thoughts, I must consider the consequences and understand, with logic, the very reason why I have even considered allowing that mood to enter into my heart, mind, and soul.
I would be sure to bet that with a Truth in hand, the mood will shift its appearance and the entire situation, event, experience, or journey into something a lot more stable and reassuring to the promise of His presence in our very lives.
Daniel M. Klopp -
Advocate 4 marginalized groups globally.
Photographer. Die daily to self.
Legacy to leave.