Lord, light the path to take
Lead me thru the bristles
And deliver me to the river
Lord, chase away the demons
That torment and tear at my soul
Free me to do your holy will
Lord, give me wings of an eagle
So I can soar high in Your glory
And pierce the darkened clouds
Lord, may I be a servant of Your pleasure
To serve and to honor the Father
And may my actions bring smile and favor
Lord, all I ask is that You guide me
And teach me Your holy ways
In this way to reach out to others
Lord, help me to do Your commands the best I can
As the winds of change blow outside in Your honor
For one day soon I know I will be by Your side.
BAS 9/24/08 5:00 AM EST
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In His Service:
Ephesians Chapter Six
The pursuit of happiness has deteriorated with a lack of justice which has impacted the very liberties we stand for. Yours in the Pursuit of Freedom and Happiness for All.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Rain Washes Away Our Pain
We stop and reflect on the gain
Was all this part of the frame
Or are we truly insane?
No, all this is part of the scheme
Now the battle cries scream
Soon all will be as we dream
Off in the horizon I see a sand storm
Its’ shape just beginning to take form
Like a magic twisted sort of worm
It gathers all the wheat and corn
It swirls and lifts as the thunder pounds
The lights flash and the heavens sound
Leaving all as it once was, the great round
We live on this Earth for more than life
We are blessed thru the strife
Sometimes the truth cuts like a knife
But thru it all we still have this life
What once was is ours to reach and get
We must stay true to who we first met
Lest we be caught up in another’s net
Will fall on their swords in haste
Search out what in life is great
And hold true your fairest mate
Love is all that you make it to be
For anything less is a travesty
Don’t waste it if they don’t want to be
Search out another for the world to see.
Reach for the sky and may all your dreams be found there. ✨✝️🙏 🕊🦅🐝
In His Service: Ezekiel 23, 1st Corinthians 14
Revelations 22, John 15. AMEN 🌈🐬
© BAS …:}….
9/21/08 5:30 AM EST
© BAS …:}….
9/21/08 5:30 AM EST
Pics, Edits, Reflections. 4/16/2023 7:14AM EST
🧚🏻🐸🦉
Friday, September 19, 2008
My Ol' Tennessee Home
Your sweet rolling hills
Take away that ol' bone chill
High atop Ol’ Rocky Top Hollow
I look down at the valleys below
Almost Heaven it surely seems
As my soul rests, I lay back and dream
Of days gone by and days to come
In my sweet Ol’ Tennessee home
Oh Tennessee how I have longed for thee
Bring forth all your majesties for me to see
© BAS 9/19/08 9:30 AM EST
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In His Majesties Service:
4/24/23 6:50 AM EST (pics & edits) 🐝
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
A Messenger
I am just a messenger, sent here from above.
A simple common man, no glorious beams of light.
Don’t try to understand me, you’ll only get confused.
Don’t try to keep me blinded; my tears wash away the darkness.
Search your heart and soul, the answers are all there.
I can only hope to show, how the message changed me.
A simple messenger am I, a story teller and magician.
A comic, actor and musician
Always searching often finding.
In His glorious ways I travel, I have been here before.
I know the past, live in the present and look forward to the future.
Blessed Days and Humble Prayers to you my friend.
To give oneself title on their own behalf
Is the same as stealing your possessions.
It is worth nothing
If it is self giving.
September 18, 2008 11:30 AM
© BAS …:}….
In His Majesties Service:
The Book of Habakkuk
A simple common man, no glorious beams of light.
Don’t try to understand me, you’ll only get confused.
Don’t try to keep me blinded; my tears wash away the darkness.
Search your heart and soul, the answers are all there.
I can only hope to show, how the message changed me.
A simple messenger am I, a story teller and magician.
A comic, actor and musician
Always searching often finding.
In His glorious ways I travel, I have been here before.
I know the past, live in the present and look forward to the future.
Blessed Days and Humble Prayers to you my friend.
To give oneself title on their own behalf
Is the same as stealing your possessions.
It is worth nothing
If it is self giving.
September 18, 2008 11:30 AM
© BAS …:}….
In His Majesties Service:
The Book of Habakkuk
Life's Fountain
Life’s Fountain
Four men were walking down the streets of a city.
One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west.
They were all heading to the same place, the fountain in central park.
Arriving within the same time they were standing in the four corners of the fountain.
Gazing at the rippling waters of the ever flowing fountain each one had the same thought.
As they looked down into the water they each noticed something different, the color of the water. The man from the north was cast in shadows, so to him the water was brown.
The man from the south was in the bright sunlight, so to him the water glistened gold.
The man from the east looked to the shallows, so to him the water was green.
The man from the west looked into the depths, so to him the water was blue.
So here they were all at the same fountain, but each one with a different thought of the
fountain's water. However, as they each looked at the water flowing from the fountain's peak they all had the same vision. The water was crystal clear and glistened in the bright sunlight. Each one believed in their thought of the fountain's water and each one was correct in their vision of the water flowing at its' peak.
After this each continued his walk. North to south, south to north,
east to west and west to east with their thought and vision to share with others.
But they never knew or shared with each other. So four thoughts were created out of one vision.
As generations past the sons of the men returned to the fountain. One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west.
As they walked up to four corners of the fountain the water was still and dark. The water barely flowed from the peak, trash floated on the surface, slime covered the fountain and a thick layer of muck rested at the bottom of the once pure fountain.
As if in unison they all had the same thought. To fix the fountain's pump, clear the surface, scrub off the slime, and remove the muck and restore the fountain to the purity their father's had told them about. So each one entered the water at the same time and looked strangely at each other. The man from the north began to fix the pump, the man from the south began to clear the trash, the man from the east began to scrub off the slime and the man from the west began to the clear the bottom.
Once the pump was fixed, the trash removed and the slime scrubbed off they noticed the man from the west was still clearing the bottom. The muck was thick and the water deep. So the three men looked at each other dove to the deep depths of the fountain and began to help the man from the west. The four of them working together were able to finish in a short time and as they reached the bottom of the fountain they were amazed at what they found.
The bottom was covered with riches of gold, silver, jewels of all kinds and tokens from all parts of the world from people who had visited the fountain over time. The men surfaced and thought of what to do. Their traditions held these were the wishes, respects, sacrifices and prayers of the many people who visited the fountain over time. They decided to remove all the riches at the bottom and display them around the fountain for future generations to see and admire. As they started their task people began to gather from all over the land and began to help the men recover all the treasures at the bottom of the fountain. Over time the pile grew high and surrounded the fountain for miles. No one could believe the mass amounts of what the fountain held. But soon it was all recovered and a majestic sight was now surrounding the fountain.
Now the four men talked and decided to clear paths to the fountain. One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west leading to a single path around the fountain for future generations to visit the fountain. The people from the north and west would keep the fountain working and the bottom clear. The people from the south and east would keep the surface clean and guard the fountain and its' treasures. After this was done the four men stood at the fountain and admired what they had done. They were proud of their work and the people were happy.
Over time treasures grew and life was good for the people of the world as other places began to be cleaned and returned to the purity they once held. The fountain started something that grew and gave the people of the world a common goal and an understanding of how the world once was.
The fountain of life continued to work and remain clean forever more and the treasures surrounded it for miles and miles ever lasting. .
Spread Peace and Love will follow.
(c) Bryan A. Stross 10/21/ 2008
Four men were walking down the streets of a city.
One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west.
They were all heading to the same place, the fountain in central park.
Arriving within the same time they were standing in the four corners of the fountain.
Gazing at the rippling waters of the ever flowing fountain each one had the same thought.
As they looked down into the water they each noticed something different, the color of the water. The man from the north was cast in shadows, so to him the water was brown.
The man from the south was in the bright sunlight, so to him the water glistened gold.
The man from the east looked to the shallows, so to him the water was green.
The man from the west looked into the depths, so to him the water was blue.
So here they were all at the same fountain, but each one with a different thought of the
fountain's water. However, as they each looked at the water flowing from the fountain's peak they all had the same vision. The water was crystal clear and glistened in the bright sunlight. Each one believed in their thought of the fountain's water and each one was correct in their vision of the water flowing at its' peak.
After this each continued his walk. North to south, south to north,
east to west and west to east with their thought and vision to share with others.
But they never knew or shared with each other. So four thoughts were created out of one vision.
As generations past the sons of the men returned to the fountain. One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west.
As they walked up to four corners of the fountain the water was still and dark. The water barely flowed from the peak, trash floated on the surface, slime covered the fountain and a thick layer of muck rested at the bottom of the once pure fountain.
As if in unison they all had the same thought. To fix the fountain's pump, clear the surface, scrub off the slime, and remove the muck and restore the fountain to the purity their father's had told them about. So each one entered the water at the same time and looked strangely at each other. The man from the north began to fix the pump, the man from the south began to clear the trash, the man from the east began to scrub off the slime and the man from the west began to the clear the bottom.
Once the pump was fixed, the trash removed and the slime scrubbed off they noticed the man from the west was still clearing the bottom. The muck was thick and the water deep. So the three men looked at each other dove to the deep depths of the fountain and began to help the man from the west. The four of them working together were able to finish in a short time and as they reached the bottom of the fountain they were amazed at what they found.
The bottom was covered with riches of gold, silver, jewels of all kinds and tokens from all parts of the world from people who had visited the fountain over time. The men surfaced and thought of what to do. Their traditions held these were the wishes, respects, sacrifices and prayers of the many people who visited the fountain over time. They decided to remove all the riches at the bottom and display them around the fountain for future generations to see and admire. As they started their task people began to gather from all over the land and began to help the men recover all the treasures at the bottom of the fountain. Over time the pile grew high and surrounded the fountain for miles. No one could believe the mass amounts of what the fountain held. But soon it was all recovered and a majestic sight was now surrounding the fountain.
Now the four men talked and decided to clear paths to the fountain. One from the north, one from the south, one from the east and one from the west leading to a single path around the fountain for future generations to visit the fountain. The people from the north and west would keep the fountain working and the bottom clear. The people from the south and east would keep the surface clean and guard the fountain and its' treasures. After this was done the four men stood at the fountain and admired what they had done. They were proud of their work and the people were happy.
Over time treasures grew and life was good for the people of the world as other places began to be cleaned and returned to the purity they once held. The fountain started something that grew and gave the people of the world a common goal and an understanding of how the world once was.
The fountain of life continued to work and remain clean forever more and the treasures surrounded it for miles and miles ever lasting. .
Spread Peace and Love will follow.
(c) Bryan A. Stross 10/21/ 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
DREAMS
This post was written by a recently found friend of mine. The Bible passage is one of his favorites. Since this is posted on my blog it is copyrighted for him by inclusion.
Shattered dreams tearing through the seams
Spilling all my stuff to the ground
As I stop to pick up the pieces a sound
Causes me to turn around
Just my imagination, so I turn back
Now all my dreams are gone.
Someone came along and picked up my pieces
Where did I go wrong ?
Do I dare dream new dreams ?
Or will someone take those too.
Got to keep on believing for better dreams
Because dreams do come true.
Written by the hand of:
Craig K. 9/15/08
Isaiah Chapter 11: vs. 1-9
Shattered dreams tearing through the seams
Spilling all my stuff to the ground
As I stop to pick up the pieces a sound
Causes me to turn around
Just my imagination, so I turn back
Now all my dreams are gone.
Someone came along and picked up my pieces
Where did I go wrong ?
Do I dare dream new dreams ?
Or will someone take those too.
Got to keep on believing for better dreams
Because dreams do come true.
Written by the hand of:
Craig K. 9/15/08
Isaiah Chapter 11: vs. 1-9
Monday, September 15, 2008
Bus Fare
Over the years I still sit and stare
Wondering how to pay the bus fare.
On a journey thru time, stories to share
With people who care
But I just can’t seem to get there.
Over countless tragedies and wonders galore
I can’t hold back the feeling to explore
The news of the day, just a bore
Same old, same old, some people are such whores.
Where does this magic carpet ride end
Who the hell knows, a signal I’ll send
What will be, will be around the next bend
When will I see you again my friend?
A tear to my eye does come
Why do I feel so lonesome?
All I want is to go back where I came from
And enjoy my days in peace at home.
So can you help this haggard traveler?
For bus fare I will a mystery unravel
As if on display, a carnie at a carnival
Take me from this hi-way, to a road less traveled.
And there I will walk on a grass covered patch
With tress and flowers instead of the thick thatch
Birds in the air and fish in the river beginning to hatch
As I stand proud with my love on our duties watch.
And wait for the journey to again meet its’ match.
© BAS …:}….
September 15, 2008 8:00 AM EST
In His Majesties Service:
Psalm 19 and Psalm 23
Proverbs 15 and Proverbs 19
Have A Blessed Day and a Prosperous Work Week.
Wondering how to pay the bus fare.
On a journey thru time, stories to share
With people who care
But I just can’t seem to get there.
Over countless tragedies and wonders galore
I can’t hold back the feeling to explore
The news of the day, just a bore
Same old, same old, some people are such whores.
Where does this magic carpet ride end
Who the hell knows, a signal I’ll send
What will be, will be around the next bend
When will I see you again my friend?
A tear to my eye does come
Why do I feel so lonesome?
All I want is to go back where I came from
And enjoy my days in peace at home.
So can you help this haggard traveler?
For bus fare I will a mystery unravel
As if on display, a carnie at a carnival
Take me from this hi-way, to a road less traveled.
And there I will walk on a grass covered patch
With tress and flowers instead of the thick thatch
Birds in the air and fish in the river beginning to hatch
As I stand proud with my love on our duties watch.
And wait for the journey to again meet its’ match.
© BAS …:}….
September 15, 2008 8:00 AM EST
In His Majesties Service:
Psalm 19 and Psalm 23
Proverbs 15 and Proverbs 19
Have A Blessed Day and a Prosperous Work Week.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Truth Delivered
Last time I was here I wrote of elephants, whales,
beasts and oppression.
Those thoughts are still there,
Although the paper has been
Lost in the translation.
Now my thoughts are more along salvation, justification,
Redemption and optimization.
These past several months have been unbelievable,
But I know that it all was real.
The only dream was the pattern being made,
Once delivered it was sewn in perfect harmony.
I feel as though a minor pawn in a grand Kings game.
I feel haggard and scared at times to be part of this scheme.
Most times however, I feel courageous and strong knowing I serve Him.
All my life, like many of you, I have dreamed of
true freedom and the glory it holds once revealed to us.
Well, we now soon shall have it, so enjoy it.
Sure there are many problems and details to work out
I view these as a challenge, a challenge we can overcome
But only by faith and His Grace bestowed to us
Will we solve these issues and make the world a better place for all
I hear people babble on and on about issues
That have very simple and logical answers
But they complicate them with their personal agendas
And what is left is an empty shell with only echoes of truth
At times I can do many things and answer many questions.
I have many gifts, skills and talents to offer, but am master of only one.
Remember, we are all mortal with our God given gifts and human utilization of them.
As humans we must realize our limits and humble ourselves to them.
And at the same time utilize our strengths to help others and enrich ourselves.
I’m just an average guy blessed with a message from the Spirit of God.
I hope and pray you hear this message and by His grace understand it.
Praise the Lord…Truth Delivered. Matthew Chapter 18
In His Majesties Service
BAS ...:}.... 9/14/08 8:30 AM EST
beasts and oppression.
Those thoughts are still there,
Although the paper has been
Lost in the translation.
Now my thoughts are more along salvation, justification,
Redemption and optimization.
These past several months have been unbelievable,
But I know that it all was real.
The only dream was the pattern being made,
Once delivered it was sewn in perfect harmony.
I feel as though a minor pawn in a grand Kings game.
I feel haggard and scared at times to be part of this scheme.
Most times however, I feel courageous and strong knowing I serve Him.
All my life, like many of you, I have dreamed of
true freedom and the glory it holds once revealed to us.
Well, we now soon shall have it, so enjoy it.
Sure there are many problems and details to work out
I view these as a challenge, a challenge we can overcome
But only by faith and His Grace bestowed to us
Will we solve these issues and make the world a better place for all
I hear people babble on and on about issues
That have very simple and logical answers
But they complicate them with their personal agendas
And what is left is an empty shell with only echoes of truth
At times I can do many things and answer many questions.
I have many gifts, skills and talents to offer, but am master of only one.
Remember, we are all mortal with our God given gifts and human utilization of them.
As humans we must realize our limits and humble ourselves to them.
And at the same time utilize our strengths to help others and enrich ourselves.
I’m just an average guy blessed with a message from the Spirit of God.
I hope and pray you hear this message and by His grace understand it.
Praise the Lord…Truth Delivered. Matthew Chapter 18
In His Majesties Service
BAS ...:}.... 9/14/08 8:30 AM EST
Truth
What is it you want?
What is it you feel?
Maybe I can help, I can try.
My name is Truth and I can not lie.
In the world five words are there
Time…..which is the spirit of God
Love…..which is the spirit of Christ
Nature…..which is the spirit of Mary
Wisdom…The Holy Ghost moving in the Spirit
Truth…..which is the spirit of Man.
We are fortunate to have these among us today.
And I hope to be able to share all I can about
What I have learned about these thru my years
So what more could you possibly want?
I already know how you feel.
© BAS …;}…
God Bless America!
Ecclesiastes Chapters 6, 7 &8
What is it you feel?
Maybe I can help, I can try.
My name is Truth and I can not lie.
In the world five words are there
Time…..which is the spirit of God
Love…..which is the spirit of Christ
Nature…..which is the spirit of Mary
Wisdom…The Holy Ghost moving in the Spirit
Truth…..which is the spirit of Man.
We are fortunate to have these among us today.
And I hope to be able to share all I can about
What I have learned about these thru my years
So what more could you possibly want?
I already know how you feel.
© BAS …;}…
God Bless America!
Ecclesiastes Chapters 6, 7 &8
Pro Chance
What is this life we are given?
A never ending struggle, only to pass to heaven.
Not so bad, it could be worse. And it seems to be so for a growing number.
If this life is cast upon us and we use it to do harm and evil to others then the other side of life may never be known.
The other side of life awaits in heaven, only then are all the mysteries revealed.
Maybe you don’t believe in God or Jesus today.
Many people believe in things of great meaning,
Allah, Buddha, The Great White Spirit. So many beliefs are not misguided. In fact some are one in the same.
However, at some point in time one must realize there is one true God.
And as time goes on these other beliefs soon become as one.
It is most selfish to think of the belief in the God I serve as the only way to believe. Religion is only ceremony.
I feel it is important for us all to at some time realize in a greater meaning to this life we have.
We must at some point understand a sacrifice was made on our behalf. If that happens as a youngster, middle age, or elder is not the issue, what is the issue, is that it happens.
This gift of life is more than a wish of a soul, it is the granting of another chance, to learn, teach, grow, and share.
The taking of life at any stage is extinguishing the chance of another soul.
For all we know we’ve wasted the lives of prophets, leaders, healers, and great wisdom.
All in the name of some misguided science.
All life must be given a chance, who are we to decide if it is unwanted.
Judges & doctors bear a heavy burden, but years of training and experience form their decisions. Mothers & fathers deal with joy & emotion, or dismay & abandonment. Very few of us have the true knowledge of what is and what isn’t in life.
I shudder at the thought of being a twin, my brother aborted.
How can microorganisms from Mars be considered life and a fetus not?
If you do not have the love in your heart to raise a child, or the means to provide, than don’t have sex without protection or control.
Or better yet don’t have sex at all.
What else is more simple? Abortion is not birth control. In today’s world we have many ways to enjoy the physical realities of love and yet still control the conception of a child.
Even still we need to return to the days when our physical expressions are based on the emotions of love, rather than the delusions of lust.
As a person on this planet, given a chance at life, no harm must be done to others, or that chance is wasted, another may not be given.
And once born we must carry on the tradition of love and learning, for the reason this life we are given is to earn a chance to see the other side, which awaits in heaven.
Bryan Stross…written long ago by His Grace.
Deuteronomy Chapters 5 and 6
To quote a wise & prophetic drummer “ If you choose not to decide….you still have made a choice.”
Read Psalm 139: 13-16 if you have any doubts or questions, it is living words for a divided society.
Be Strong
Did you know you are the envy of angels?
Did you know that even those in heaven wish they were here? Did you know that satan is your servant? Did you know that you can have greater strength than someone three times your size?Many people would disagree with all these statements. But they are all true and those learned in the Word of God & the Ways of the Faithful will testify to these facts.
Man is the jewel in Gods eyes. We were created in His image. People want to know what God looks like…Well take a look in the mirror buddy, a piece of His Spirit is staring you in the face.
satan was an angel cast from Heaven to this Earth. Contrary to popular belief he has no power over us, unless we let him have it or we are so weak that his demons take us over.
satan and his demons rejoice when they are worshipped. By this they have turned one that has power over them into a servant of their desire which is chaos and pain. These demons can be shed, but it is not easy.
Anyone or anything that is against God…is an anti-Christ. There isn’t one, there are many.
But there are those that have many demons inside. And there are those satan has chosen above others to do his deeds.
Hitler was the last great anti-Christ. This world has not seen such a tyrant since, but others are on the horizon. Hitler was satans prized pupil and put great strength to deceive in him. The propaganda & war machine that convinced many in his doctrine, led to the death of millions & almost destroyed an entire planet, satans ultimate goal.
But what was the outcome…. the good in man prevailed & the good spirits will always triumph over the bad. Be strong in your faith and the weakness of satan will run from you like the scalded dogs they are.
Go in Peace & Love will Follow. 🪶😎🇺🇸✝️
In His Service
BAS …;}….
9/14/08 Midnight EST
Pics & edits 11/19/2023. 5:50 AM EST
Post Edit:
Today November 19th, 2023, we see the ravages satan and his war machine can create. New anti-Christs have arisen to destroy creation and pollute the minds of men and women worldwide into believing hateful propaganda. It's the same old story over & over and we seem to never learn. Will you? Will you look around your world today and try even in some small way to make it better?
Here's a bit of truth...start with yourself, search your inner thoughts, what do they tell you? Hopefully they will tell you, if not now then soon, that all this madness around you...be it personal or global...is not normal. It is designed to distract you from the truth...the truth you are loved and were meant to enjoy that love in the best way possible...to share it...even while others are bent on destroying it.
Proverbs Chapter 12 Psalm 122
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Prayer for Music
Jeremiah Chapter 12
Lord:
Give me the strength to use my God given talents to make sweet music for Your ears. For Lord I know if I can please You with the talents You have given me, then certainly those that hear will listen and know these sounds are the product of Your Grace. Thank You Lord and please give strength to the weak so their spirits are uplifted. AMEN
Proverbs chapter 31
BAS 5/20/08 9:50 AM EST
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Lord:
Give me the strength to use my God given talents to make sweet music for Your ears. For Lord I know if I can please You with the talents You have given me, then certainly those that hear will listen and know these sounds are the product of Your Grace. Thank You Lord and please give strength to the weak so their spirits are uplifted. AMEN
Proverbs chapter 31
BAS 5/20/08 9:50 AM EST
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Two Shadows
We have two shadows you and I
One by day and one by night
We have two shadows you and I
One in the sun light, one in the moon light
We have two shadows you and I
One in Gods Light, one in mans light
We have two shadows you and I
One we see day and night, the other, the way others see
Two shadows, grey and black
Sometimes more if lights abound
Shadows dance all thru our minds
Which one to pick is the ultimate trick
Two shadows can merge as one
When our shadows merge as one
Will it be Godly, or manly?
Shadow by God, mystery to man
Deception plays games on the eyes of man
No place however in the Lords Hand
Go with confidence, a solitary shadow
Deep and dark to some, giving and bright to others
We have two shadows each and every one
Strive for the shadow that is most dim in the sun
For at its peak this shadow will run long
And a sign to the wicked will one day come
They will have but one chance to abide
And if not the ghostly shadow will glide by
They will not see, and it will not be given
Their souls will rot in the dark shadow they covet
Be you rich or poor, wise or ignorant, healthy or sick
Shadows will come, and it is not always the brightest light
Which casts a beam, but the natural light to be seen
That in all of us resides, and thru all of us it beams
Power over all on earth we have been given
But the sun, moon, and stars in Heaven
Are the Lords domain, His shadow is cast
Both night and day, and it will always remain.
© Bryan A, Stross …:}…
Date August 2005 thru June 2006
Psalms 37, 38, and 39
Page One of Four
Page Two of four
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Which shadow you choose is solely up to you
Once chosen the shadows merge as one, and there is no turning back
We have two shadows you and I
One we keep to ourselves, the other we are judged
I and many others have chosen the Lords shadow to follow
For His shadow is cast further than any, and His brightness eternal
Walk toward the Son and your shadow will follow to Heaven
Turn your back and your shadow will lead you to hell.
Some have two shadows as we once did
They decide their fate before Heavens Gate
It doesn’t need to be said, they already know
It will then be to late, they’ll pay for all their hate
Where are these men who do wicked evil things?
Come out of hiding and receive your pain
All alone or all together you will be hunted
And your burning soul will not be quenched by any rain
For we were once sheep and in your eyes remain
But as wolves we are mighty in the Lords rein
The tables are turned, good has come, it doesn’t search long
It knows already which side your on
So to battle we go, on a bright sunny day
With storms of darkness before and after
Even as now is calm and peaceful
While miles away the storm swirls the water
The winds are increasing and will tear down
What is not already wasted by floods and fire
Where are these wicked ones who walk with backs turned?
They glorify the earthly and shun the Heavenly
They deceive and recruit the purest of hearts
To do their bidding cause they have no pity
Guilty or innocent they do not care
For these transgressions they might be forgiven
But to shun the Heavens and worship the heathen
This will not be forgotten or forgiven
Their souls will burn and burn and burn
While the peaceful march and drink from the Lords urn
Do not boast and do not cry, all will be done in due time
Be a silent shadow lest your enemies see you coming
And once in their presence let loose with all your fury
And in Gods name we will all make history
© B.A.S. …:}…
page two of four
Page Three of Four
History that is already written and already told
But even with all the signs, the truth may still turn
Be careful as you walk in days to come
Chose your path wisely, one leads up the other down
Even though it may seem smooth and flat now
It is a flat plane with two turns in the distance
One with earthly riches and meddling minds
A hint of rain and a small cloud overhangs
One with Heavenly gardens and a gentle mist rising
With understanding and a colored bow arching the sky
You chose your own path, one cries the other laughs
One is spiteful and hateful, the other grateful and humble
One a brief moment in time, the other life everlasting
One concrete and steel, the other trees and flowers
If left to chose, which would you walk
The path of man, or the path of God
The path of hardness and cruelty
Or the path of gentleness and love
When looked upon in such a light the choice is easy
Make the right choice, a hint for you I’ll give
Notice how one path turns left, and the other right
These turns are a point of no looking back
However, once there you can make the turn and stop
Please, please at this point stop no matter which path you took
At this turn, left or right, stop and check your shadow
Is it in front of you or in back of you
After the turn if your shadow is in back, continue on
This is the Lords path, follow His Light
If your shadow is in front then the Light is at your back
It is not to late to turn back, and take the other path
But continue down this path much more your shadow will cease
And in total darkness you will come to the valley of death.
Chose wisely one path leads to death, the other to Heavens Majesty
The gates are always open and He welcomes your return
As sheep we are lost to the wilderness, the mercy of wolves
As men we are part of the wilderness to herd the sheep
We have two shadows you and I
One shadow is earthly, one shadow is Heavenly
These shadows merge as one as we live our lives
Which one is dominant you decide
© B.A.S. …:}…
page three of four
page 4 of 4
There is no denying, the facts are in
Thru His Grace we are saved
In His image we are formed
To ignore this is foolish and ignorant
If you do not believe me, that’s OK
But do me a favor just once in your life
Look to the sky, erase your mind
Forget your worries and all this crime
Try to get as close as you can to a neutral state
With no worries, no cares, no pain, and no shame
Look to the sky and erase your mind for just a few moments
And ask yourself these two most important questions
Am I alone, is this all there is to my life?
No matter your stature in another mans light
Stay humble and breath the fresh air
Look around, your shadow you’ll see
It is always with you, even in darkness
Like a rainbows promise, it will never leave you
It will always be there until the day you pass this earth
Then you will not need a shadow, your soul is transparent
And the Light of the Lord will shine thru you like a beacon
A beacon to attract others to his Holy Light
Where no darkness lives, and no shadows exist
Only the Glory of streets of gold and a gentle mist rising.
We have two shadows you and I
Your shadow and my shadow cast upon the ground
In His promises we can make them soon as one
Then you’ll know in Heaven, we were all first found.
Copyrighted Bryan Stross August 2005 – June 2006
Revisted May 16th, 2008 6:00 PM EST
Matthew Chapter 20
His Grace will calm you
His Wisdom will console
His Judgment is final
His Mercy is eternal
Blessed are those who believe in His name…and follow His Word.
One by day and one by night
We have two shadows you and I
One in the sun light, one in the moon light
We have two shadows you and I
One in Gods Light, one in mans light
We have two shadows you and I
One we see day and night, the other, the way others see
Two shadows, grey and black
Sometimes more if lights abound
Shadows dance all thru our minds
Which one to pick is the ultimate trick
Two shadows can merge as one
When our shadows merge as one
Will it be Godly, or manly?
Shadow by God, mystery to man
Deception plays games on the eyes of man
No place however in the Lords Hand
Go with confidence, a solitary shadow
Deep and dark to some, giving and bright to others
We have two shadows each and every one
Strive for the shadow that is most dim in the sun
For at its peak this shadow will run long
And a sign to the wicked will one day come
They will have but one chance to abide
And if not the ghostly shadow will glide by
They will not see, and it will not be given
Their souls will rot in the dark shadow they covet
Be you rich or poor, wise or ignorant, healthy or sick
Shadows will come, and it is not always the brightest light
Which casts a beam, but the natural light to be seen
That in all of us resides, and thru all of us it beams
Power over all on earth we have been given
But the sun, moon, and stars in Heaven
Are the Lords domain, His shadow is cast
Both night and day, and it will always remain.
© Bryan A, Stross …:}…
Date August 2005 thru June 2006
Psalms 37, 38, and 39
Page One of Four
Page Two of four
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Which shadow you choose is solely up to you
Once chosen the shadows merge as one, and there is no turning back
We have two shadows you and I
One we keep to ourselves, the other we are judged
I and many others have chosen the Lords shadow to follow
For His shadow is cast further than any, and His brightness eternal
Walk toward the Son and your shadow will follow to Heaven
Turn your back and your shadow will lead you to hell.
Some have two shadows as we once did
They decide their fate before Heavens Gate
It doesn’t need to be said, they already know
It will then be to late, they’ll pay for all their hate
Where are these men who do wicked evil things?
Come out of hiding and receive your pain
All alone or all together you will be hunted
And your burning soul will not be quenched by any rain
For we were once sheep and in your eyes remain
But as wolves we are mighty in the Lords rein
The tables are turned, good has come, it doesn’t search long
It knows already which side your on
So to battle we go, on a bright sunny day
With storms of darkness before and after
Even as now is calm and peaceful
While miles away the storm swirls the water
The winds are increasing and will tear down
What is not already wasted by floods and fire
Where are these wicked ones who walk with backs turned?
They glorify the earthly and shun the Heavenly
They deceive and recruit the purest of hearts
To do their bidding cause they have no pity
Guilty or innocent they do not care
For these transgressions they might be forgiven
But to shun the Heavens and worship the heathen
This will not be forgotten or forgiven
Their souls will burn and burn and burn
While the peaceful march and drink from the Lords urn
Do not boast and do not cry, all will be done in due time
Be a silent shadow lest your enemies see you coming
And once in their presence let loose with all your fury
And in Gods name we will all make history
© B.A.S. …:}…
page two of four
Page Three of Four
History that is already written and already told
But even with all the signs, the truth may still turn
Be careful as you walk in days to come
Chose your path wisely, one leads up the other down
Even though it may seem smooth and flat now
It is a flat plane with two turns in the distance
One with earthly riches and meddling minds
A hint of rain and a small cloud overhangs
One with Heavenly gardens and a gentle mist rising
With understanding and a colored bow arching the sky
You chose your own path, one cries the other laughs
One is spiteful and hateful, the other grateful and humble
One a brief moment in time, the other life everlasting
One concrete and steel, the other trees and flowers
If left to chose, which would you walk
The path of man, or the path of God
The path of hardness and cruelty
Or the path of gentleness and love
When looked upon in such a light the choice is easy
Make the right choice, a hint for you I’ll give
Notice how one path turns left, and the other right
These turns are a point of no looking back
However, once there you can make the turn and stop
Please, please at this point stop no matter which path you took
At this turn, left or right, stop and check your shadow
Is it in front of you or in back of you
After the turn if your shadow is in back, continue on
This is the Lords path, follow His Light
If your shadow is in front then the Light is at your back
It is not to late to turn back, and take the other path
But continue down this path much more your shadow will cease
And in total darkness you will come to the valley of death.
Chose wisely one path leads to death, the other to Heavens Majesty
The gates are always open and He welcomes your return
As sheep we are lost to the wilderness, the mercy of wolves
As men we are part of the wilderness to herd the sheep
We have two shadows you and I
One shadow is earthly, one shadow is Heavenly
These shadows merge as one as we live our lives
Which one is dominant you decide
© B.A.S. …:}…
page three of four
page 4 of 4
There is no denying, the facts are in
Thru His Grace we are saved
In His image we are formed
To ignore this is foolish and ignorant
If you do not believe me, that’s OK
But do me a favor just once in your life
Look to the sky, erase your mind
Forget your worries and all this crime
Try to get as close as you can to a neutral state
With no worries, no cares, no pain, and no shame
Look to the sky and erase your mind for just a few moments
And ask yourself these two most important questions
Am I alone, is this all there is to my life?
No matter your stature in another mans light
Stay humble and breath the fresh air
Look around, your shadow you’ll see
It is always with you, even in darkness
Like a rainbows promise, it will never leave you
It will always be there until the day you pass this earth
Then you will not need a shadow, your soul is transparent
And the Light of the Lord will shine thru you like a beacon
A beacon to attract others to his Holy Light
Where no darkness lives, and no shadows exist
Only the Glory of streets of gold and a gentle mist rising.
We have two shadows you and I
Your shadow and my shadow cast upon the ground
In His promises we can make them soon as one
Then you’ll know in Heaven, we were all first found.
Copyrighted Bryan Stross August 2005 – June 2006
Revisted May 16th, 2008 6:00 PM EST
Matthew Chapter 20
His Grace will calm you
His Wisdom will console
His Judgment is final
His Mercy is eternal
Blessed are those who believe in His name…and follow His Word.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Do Not...
Do not boast and do not cry my soft spoken child. Do not let the anger swell up inside.
Do not hurry to reach your dreams, they will come to you in due time.
Do not try to be everything to everyone. Instead be something to someone.
Do not hold your gifts as if selfish. Share them with those most in need of your charity.
Do not walk alone in a world of friends, but rather remember I will be by your side.
Do not be deceived by those who hurt, they live an unforgiven curse.
Do not live your life in squalor; remember the greatest riches are there to ponder.
Do not be distracted by the clutter of life, clear the thatch before and after.
Do not seek another man’s dream; you will only acquire his nightmares.
Do not ever feel lost and forgotten, there is always someone or something to guide you.
Do not fall victim to those who hurt you, but rather stare, smile and watch them crumble.
Do not ever forget your first teachings; else your wisdom will be false knowledge.
© BAS …;}…. September 12, 2008 5:30 AM EST
In His Majesties Service:
Deuteronomy Chapters 2, 3, and 4
Have A Blessed Day and Safe Travels.
Do not hurry to reach your dreams, they will come to you in due time.
Do not try to be everything to everyone. Instead be something to someone.
Do not hold your gifts as if selfish. Share them with those most in need of your charity.
Do not walk alone in a world of friends, but rather remember I will be by your side.
Do not be deceived by those who hurt, they live an unforgiven curse.
Do not live your life in squalor; remember the greatest riches are there to ponder.
Do not be distracted by the clutter of life, clear the thatch before and after.
Do not seek another man’s dream; you will only acquire his nightmares.
Do not ever feel lost and forgotten, there is always someone or something to guide you.
Do not fall victim to those who hurt you, but rather stare, smile and watch them crumble.
Do not ever forget your first teachings; else your wisdom will be false knowledge.
© BAS …;}…. September 12, 2008 5:30 AM EST
In His Majesties Service:
Deuteronomy Chapters 2, 3, and 4
Have A Blessed Day and Safe Travels.
Wanderment...(a potential opening scene)
Cast upon a stormy night of forgotten dreams and delusions of grandeur, he felt lost and, indeed was. Alone, so alone he felt part of a overwhelming universe. A universe as big as the sea to a grain of sand, and yet as small as a second in the span of time.
The night was cold, not a bitter cold, but cold enough to one barefoot with only shorts and a T-shirt, to threaten certain sickness. Lost, alone, cold, and almost naked, he felt like a refugee from a lost nation. But he was happy. So happy and confident that neither dispair or loneliness or cold could deter him from his quest, his goal, his desire to do what needed to be done. Of course he had no idea what that was, but that was fine. He knew when the time came he would respond and the deed would be accomplished, and all would be well once again.
It was somewhere in Texas, probably about half way to Austin from the Louisiana border. He was hitch-hiking at about two in the morning. People had a hard time seeing him so he was using a toy gun that made sparks when you pulled the trigger. He had bought this toy with some money a nice man had given him for some food. Of course he did eat with it too, but at this stage of wanderment he could live on a half of cheeseburger and a few frenchfries, more than easy pickens at the fine restaurants that dotted the hi-ways. As expected his prop gained notoriety, but not necessarily by whom he wanted. A hi-way patrolman pulled up behind him and immediately turned on his shiny blue lights. The officer climbed out of his car, dressed in a snug lined leather jacket. Having been told over his radio that someone was on the expressway with a gun he was taking no chances and had his revolver at the ready. But his natural instincts and training told him that guns don't spark as he had seen a few seconds earlier after passing his quarry on the opposite side of the road. Instead he thought he was pursuing a suspect with an uncanny nature, an overwhelming personality, a marvelous sense of humor, yes, he was after another frickin lunatic.
And so the story began as if foretold in some other time, some other place, some other state...of wanderment.
(c) Bryan A. Stross 9/12/2008 revised 11/26/2007
Revelations: 1st Peter Chapter 2, The short book of Jude, and the 2nd Epistle of John.
Glory Be To God in the Highest for Jesus Christ is Our Lord and Savior, this day, past days and forever more. AMEN
The night was cold, not a bitter cold, but cold enough to one barefoot with only shorts and a T-shirt, to threaten certain sickness. Lost, alone, cold, and almost naked, he felt like a refugee from a lost nation. But he was happy. So happy and confident that neither dispair or loneliness or cold could deter him from his quest, his goal, his desire to do what needed to be done. Of course he had no idea what that was, but that was fine. He knew when the time came he would respond and the deed would be accomplished, and all would be well once again.
It was somewhere in Texas, probably about half way to Austin from the Louisiana border. He was hitch-hiking at about two in the morning. People had a hard time seeing him so he was using a toy gun that made sparks when you pulled the trigger. He had bought this toy with some money a nice man had given him for some food. Of course he did eat with it too, but at this stage of wanderment he could live on a half of cheeseburger and a few frenchfries, more than easy pickens at the fine restaurants that dotted the hi-ways. As expected his prop gained notoriety, but not necessarily by whom he wanted. A hi-way patrolman pulled up behind him and immediately turned on his shiny blue lights. The officer climbed out of his car, dressed in a snug lined leather jacket. Having been told over his radio that someone was on the expressway with a gun he was taking no chances and had his revolver at the ready. But his natural instincts and training told him that guns don't spark as he had seen a few seconds earlier after passing his quarry on the opposite side of the road. Instead he thought he was pursuing a suspect with an uncanny nature, an overwhelming personality, a marvelous sense of humor, yes, he was after another frickin lunatic.
And so the story began as if foretold in some other time, some other place, some other state...of wanderment.
(c) Bryan A. Stross 9/12/2008 revised 11/26/2007
Revelations: 1st Peter Chapter 2, The short book of Jude, and the 2nd Epistle of John.
Glory Be To God in the Highest for Jesus Christ is Our Lord and Savior, this day, past days and forever more. AMEN
When I was very young I fell in Love
All we are is dust in the wind”…..Kansas
Love
When I was very young I fell in love.
I was too young to know what it was.
When I was in my early twenties I fell in love.
I was too stupid to cherish what I had.
When I was in my mid thirties I fell in love.
I was taken for granted for my feelings.
When I was close to forty I fell in love.
I soon realized the feeling was not shared.
Now that I am almost fifty I wonder what’s ahead.
I live alone, scared of love again.
Love has a way of uplifting your spirit.
Then leaving you dashed on rocks of despair.
I want to feel love again.
But I don’t want the hurt of losing it again.
Love is more than sex and conversation.
It is the joining of two spirits once alone.
When we live in love, all else is minor, and we move as one.
When we live alone, many of our thoughts are on finding someone.
Why is there such a lack of love in the world?
Perhaps it is only the lucky who find it and never lose it.
When I am old and losing my mind.
I hope it has memories of loves sweet charities.
If you think you are in love.
Make sure the feeling is shared.
For love is not a one way street
It takes two to navigate the journey.
Love comes in many forms
But the feeling is as genuine as the individual you are.
I forgot to mention one special love
She was there when I was thirty and still is today
Together we had a son, life’s precious gift
She deserves all the credit for raising him.
She stands out among all the others I’ve known.
For she is the mother of my son.
We’ll always share that special bond.
And she will always have my love.
I hope that one day we all find love again.
To love and lose is better, than to never have loved at all.
© B.A.S. 2005
Revisited May 7th, 2008 BAS…:}…
“Wish you were here”….Pink Floyd
Love
When I was very young I fell in love.
I was too young to know what it was.
When I was in my early twenties I fell in love.
I was too stupid to cherish what I had.
When I was in my mid thirties I fell in love.
I was taken for granted for my feelings.
When I was close to forty I fell in love.
I soon realized the feeling was not shared.
Now that I am almost fifty I wonder what’s ahead.
I live alone, scared of love again.
Love has a way of uplifting your spirit.
Then leaving you dashed on rocks of despair.
I want to feel love again.
But I don’t want the hurt of losing it again.
Love is more than sex and conversation.
It is the joining of two spirits once alone.
When we live in love, all else is minor, and we move as one.
When we live alone, many of our thoughts are on finding someone.
Why is there such a lack of love in the world?
Perhaps it is only the lucky who find it and never lose it.
When I am old and losing my mind.
I hope it has memories of loves sweet charities.
If you think you are in love.
Make sure the feeling is shared.
For love is not a one way street
It takes two to navigate the journey.
Love comes in many forms
But the feeling is as genuine as the individual you are.
I forgot to mention one special love
She was there when I was thirty and still is today
Together we had a son, life’s precious gift
She deserves all the credit for raising him.
She stands out among all the others I’ve known.
For she is the mother of my son.
We’ll always share that special bond.
And she will always have my love.
I hope that one day we all find love again.
To love and lose is better, than to never have loved at all.
© B.A.S. 2005
Revisited May 7th, 2008 BAS…:}…
“Wish you were here”….Pink Floyd
Father John Eason Letter
Reverend John Eason June 7, 2006
St. Paul's Episcopal Church
Jacksonville, Florida
Reverend John:
Thank you so much for taking the time to speak with me a couple months ago.
I remember your words vividly, and am very appreciative of your encouragement.
I have done a lot of writing over the last year All kinds of things inspire me.
But my biggest inspiration is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
I have listened, and watched, and read, and prayed constantly over the last year and I have followed His call to me at every turn.
But I am at a point in my life where I must do something more. His Call is strong and as you know can not be ignored. This is my struggle, and this is my problem to solve. But with the help of The Lord, and the prayers of many good people, He will help me prevail.
Attached is something I wrote that I hope you will enjoy. It says a lot about the questions I had of myself over the last almost year now. I actually just finished it today.
I do not know what tomorrow brings, but I know it will be a good day in the eye of our Lord. Thank you for a wonderful House of Worship. I feel the Lords presence there
I remember you in my prayers, and thoughts always.
Please sir, pray for me as I continue to seek His Holy Light.
Your brother in Christ:
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida
St. Paul's Episcopal Church
Jacksonville, Florida
Reverend John:
Thank you so much for taking the time to speak with me a couple months ago.
I remember your words vividly, and am very appreciative of your encouragement.
I have done a lot of writing over the last year All kinds of things inspire me.
But my biggest inspiration is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
I have listened, and watched, and read, and prayed constantly over the last year and I have followed His call to me at every turn.
But I am at a point in my life where I must do something more. His Call is strong and as you know can not be ignored. This is my struggle, and this is my problem to solve. But with the help of The Lord, and the prayers of many good people, He will help me prevail.
Attached is something I wrote that I hope you will enjoy. It says a lot about the questions I had of myself over the last almost year now. I actually just finished it today.
I do not know what tomorrow brings, but I know it will be a good day in the eye of our Lord. Thank you for a wonderful House of Worship. I feel the Lords presence there
I remember you in my prayers, and thoughts always.
Please sir, pray for me as I continue to seek His Holy Light.
Your brother in Christ:
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida
Thursday, September 11, 2008
The A List
I have spent a good portion of my days in a depressed mood. Understanding and coping with these negative thoughts and turning yourself to the positive is a major step in your development as a whole person and an enlightened spirit. I wrote this next item in March of this year when I was in a major state of depression. It speaks for itself, but please read it thru because the ending speaks to the positive side of life and how you need to put the negative thoughts behind you and start a new journey of enjoying the good in and all around you.
On this anniverary of 9-11 place yourself in the shoes of those who suffered such a loss directly. And then look at the positves the majority of these sufferers have accomplished.
God continue to bless our troops and our great country that You have provided for us. Comfort those who suffered a loss and hold the souls of these warriors close at hand. For one day we know we will all share at your table together and as one in the Eye of our Creator. Amen.
"The A List"
March 2008:
I have not written in a while. Sorry bout that. I have actually deleted far more than I have even thought about writing, in the past few weeks.
But, there was a dramatic change in my life. It actually started some time ago, but had its’ climax this past 2 weeks. You see where once I had:
A son I could play golf and fish with now I have a son who is worried and scared of me.
A good friend to share music with now I have lied to.
A good lady friend to share with now has seen a part of me she can’t continue to be with.
A sons mother who I deeply respect now blames me for our sons concerns and rightly so.
A loving sister now concerned for me again.
A caring mother now confused on what to do.
A professional uncle now distant from me.
A good friend to hunt with now I haven’t seen for months.
A group of respected business men now think I’m a loser.
A loving dog comfortable at home now confused of her surroundings.
A loving cat now runs from here the first step in.
A new cat getting used to the old home now confined to an unknown room.
A good job with a good company now won’t have me again.
A nice truck now scratched and dented.
A comfortable house now I sit in squalor.
A TV with cable in every room now I use the antennae.
A peaceful and quiet neighborhood now constant noise of traffic.
A street address I could call my own now I don’t know where I am.
A house all organized now boxes of shattered dreams
A clean record now tarnished with stupid deeds.
A budget I could manage now lost in confusion.
A full kitchen and grill now a sink and microwave.
A laundry room now I go to the laundromat.
A relationship with my peers now they question my every move.
A gift to do things sometimes magic now seems like illusions in my mind.
A computer desk with many pieces now I sit on the floor and look at the mess.
A deep relationship with harmony now seems like cluttered noise.
A good friend and neighbor now thinks I’ve truly lost my mind.
A relationship with the church now I haven’t been in weeks.
A want to write and express now a useless gesture.
A want to be clean and presentable now I don’t really care.
A deep respect for nature now it seems to just be there.
A system of doing things now I don’t know where to start.
A love for fine things and art now it all looks the same.
A nice bathroom and shower now a polluted vesture of germs.
A respectable bank account now close to gone.
A fish in an aquarium now lives in a bucket.
A dresser mirror to look in now a broken face to the wall.
A list of things so long to do now I can’t begin to start.
A wish to do well and be proud now seems like a frivolous hell.
A photo book of memories now cast in the well.
A back door to my backyard now I walk the dog in the rain.
A list of priorities now there seems to be only one.
A respectable body weight of 190lbs now I’m at maybe 165.
A hunger for food that had me eat at least twice a day now I eat maybe once.
A habit of six hours sleep a day now I sleep all day.
A list of A’s that could go on and on now I’ll get to the good news.
You see no matter how hard it hurts and how much I lose I will always have:
An understanding of more to life than shifting sand.
An oracle with my Lord and peace with God.
An idea to change the things I’ve done into a better life to spend.
An everlasting desire to help my fellow man.
An adventurous spirit that will rise again.
I don’t know where this story will end, but the first thing I must do is get back in my house again. That will be the start of eliminating the A list, and enhancing the An list.
For two years I have been on this roller coaster. I can’t begin to tell you the peaks of emotion and adrenaline I’ve had. But for every 10 good things I’ve done, I’ve made at least one bad one. Those hurt the worst and what are remembered again and again. I am guilty of thinking I was someone better than who I really am. That is the hardest thing to overcome. One day you can do no wrong, the next you’re brought back to earth again.
What does it feel like to be depressed and alone? Well look at the A list above and you’ll have some idea. What does it feel like to be in harmony with life? Well look at the An list and you’ll get the idea.
Where would you rather be? Pretty simple answer, don’t you agree?
I am at the lowest ever I can think of in my life. The last time I was in depression it was over a now ex-wife and step daughter. Now it is much worse than that.
I have alienated those who stood with me then, now they say here he goes again.
I can not fix the A list without a home I’m comfortable in. If you can’t eat, sleep, relax or think comfortably you will never be in any frame of mind to do good things.
Today I stop and get my life back together again. No matter how hard it hurts and how much I lose, I will always have my faith, my family, and my friends.
Thank you for reading one mans diatribe.
God Bless and the Lords Love to you always
Bryan Stross March 8th 2008 4:30 AM thru 6:30 AM
Acts Chapter 15: 8-11
On this anniverary of 9-11 place yourself in the shoes of those who suffered such a loss directly. And then look at the positves the majority of these sufferers have accomplished.
God continue to bless our troops and our great country that You have provided for us. Comfort those who suffered a loss and hold the souls of these warriors close at hand. For one day we know we will all share at your table together and as one in the Eye of our Creator. Amen.
"The A List"
March 2008:
I have not written in a while. Sorry bout that. I have actually deleted far more than I have even thought about writing, in the past few weeks.
But, there was a dramatic change in my life. It actually started some time ago, but had its’ climax this past 2 weeks. You see where once I had:
A son I could play golf and fish with now I have a son who is worried and scared of me.
A good friend to share music with now I have lied to.
A good lady friend to share with now has seen a part of me she can’t continue to be with.
A sons mother who I deeply respect now blames me for our sons concerns and rightly so.
A loving sister now concerned for me again.
A caring mother now confused on what to do.
A professional uncle now distant from me.
A good friend to hunt with now I haven’t seen for months.
A group of respected business men now think I’m a loser.
A loving dog comfortable at home now confused of her surroundings.
A loving cat now runs from here the first step in.
A new cat getting used to the old home now confined to an unknown room.
A good job with a good company now won’t have me again.
A nice truck now scratched and dented.
A comfortable house now I sit in squalor.
A TV with cable in every room now I use the antennae.
A peaceful and quiet neighborhood now constant noise of traffic.
A street address I could call my own now I don’t know where I am.
A house all organized now boxes of shattered dreams
A clean record now tarnished with stupid deeds.
A budget I could manage now lost in confusion.
A full kitchen and grill now a sink and microwave.
A laundry room now I go to the laundromat.
A relationship with my peers now they question my every move.
A gift to do things sometimes magic now seems like illusions in my mind.
A computer desk with many pieces now I sit on the floor and look at the mess.
A deep relationship with harmony now seems like cluttered noise.
A good friend and neighbor now thinks I’ve truly lost my mind.
A relationship with the church now I haven’t been in weeks.
A want to write and express now a useless gesture.
A want to be clean and presentable now I don’t really care.
A deep respect for nature now it seems to just be there.
A system of doing things now I don’t know where to start.
A love for fine things and art now it all looks the same.
A nice bathroom and shower now a polluted vesture of germs.
A respectable bank account now close to gone.
A fish in an aquarium now lives in a bucket.
A dresser mirror to look in now a broken face to the wall.
A list of things so long to do now I can’t begin to start.
A wish to do well and be proud now seems like a frivolous hell.
A photo book of memories now cast in the well.
A back door to my backyard now I walk the dog in the rain.
A list of priorities now there seems to be only one.
A respectable body weight of 190lbs now I’m at maybe 165.
A hunger for food that had me eat at least twice a day now I eat maybe once.
A habit of six hours sleep a day now I sleep all day.
A list of A’s that could go on and on now I’ll get to the good news.
You see no matter how hard it hurts and how much I lose I will always have:
An understanding of more to life than shifting sand.
An oracle with my Lord and peace with God.
An idea to change the things I’ve done into a better life to spend.
An everlasting desire to help my fellow man.
An adventurous spirit that will rise again.
I don’t know where this story will end, but the first thing I must do is get back in my house again. That will be the start of eliminating the A list, and enhancing the An list.
For two years I have been on this roller coaster. I can’t begin to tell you the peaks of emotion and adrenaline I’ve had. But for every 10 good things I’ve done, I’ve made at least one bad one. Those hurt the worst and what are remembered again and again. I am guilty of thinking I was someone better than who I really am. That is the hardest thing to overcome. One day you can do no wrong, the next you’re brought back to earth again.
What does it feel like to be depressed and alone? Well look at the A list above and you’ll have some idea. What does it feel like to be in harmony with life? Well look at the An list and you’ll get the idea.
Where would you rather be? Pretty simple answer, don’t you agree?
I am at the lowest ever I can think of in my life. The last time I was in depression it was over a now ex-wife and step daughter. Now it is much worse than that.
I have alienated those who stood with me then, now they say here he goes again.
I can not fix the A list without a home I’m comfortable in. If you can’t eat, sleep, relax or think comfortably you will never be in any frame of mind to do good things.
Today I stop and get my life back together again. No matter how hard it hurts and how much I lose, I will always have my faith, my family, and my friends.
Thank you for reading one mans diatribe.
God Bless and the Lords Love to you always
Bryan Stross March 8th 2008 4:30 AM thru 6:30 AM
Acts Chapter 15: 8-11
Reverend McCaslin letter (Anglican alliance)
May 24, 2008
From the desk of :
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida 32207
(904) 813-3434 strossba@sensoryllc.com http://www.sensoryllc.com/
The Reverend Jim McCaslin
PO box 57983
Jacksonville, FL 32241
Reverend:
First let me thank you for the wonderful update and good news on the restructuring of the Anglican Churches here in North America. It is comforting to know that even out of such difficulties of faith, true leaders and followers of the Word can come together for a common cause and do what is right.
I spoke to you after the presentation and gave you something I wrote. There are many more on my blog site http://bryanastross.blogspot.com/
It is hard for me at this time to put into words my feelings as I am in a state of confusion as to my next move. The Lord has directed me thru the Holy Spirit for the past five months to do His work. I have poured my heart out writing and doing acts of kindness for my fellow man here in Jacksonville. I have helped the homeless, the sick, the blind, the hungry, the drug addicts, the prostitutes and other folks I call “street people”. This has been a very spiritual rewarding undertaking and I have no regrets whatsoever.
I left a $65,000 a year job to start my own company and pursue a calling I felt the Lord had sent me. I cashed in my 401K to fund this. My business is not doing well in part because I spend so much time reading, learning, writing and doing “acts” that I feel the Lord directs me to do. I do not question the path He sends me…I just do it.
I have also been sharpening my musical abilities. I play harmonica by ear and I have a synthesizer that I do my own creations on. The Lord has been very good to me over this period of time. I have met some outstanding people along the way.
All I want to do for the rest of my life is serve the Lord and help my fellow man. He has blessed me with understanding His Word like I never thought possible. I simply open the Bible and start reading wherever it opens and it makes sense to me as if He is whispering in my ear. Sure there are times I need to reflect a bit on what I read, it is not always as simple as I make it sound. I pray for guidance and I trust in His deliverance.
There are times that I can read a passage and create a sermon about it in less than a half hour. This is how strong the Lord is in me now and I don’t ever want to lose this blessing.
I used an internet service to acquire documentation that states I am a minister. I have created a church….All Faiths Church of St. Anthony. It has a current membership of two….The Lord and myself. It is a street ministry as I can not afford any thing otherwise. I do not preach on the streets. I go out into the streets and console those individuals I feel most needy. I have many stories of people whose lives I have hopefully touched in some way even if it was only for a short duration. To see a smile across a down trodden face….well sir… it often brings tears to mine.
I guess I am writing this to you now because I told you I planned on attending the Celebration in Tallahassee June 1st. As I stated before I cashed in my 401K to support myself while I pursued this adventure the Lord has sent me on. Well, the party is over and I can barely cover my bills for this month. The Lord has opened a door for me at a local electrical company and I am going to work for them next week. It will barely pay my bills. I have another interview the first week of June that hopefully will be a better paying position. That being said I can not afford the gas expense to get to the Celebration and back. This troubles me deeply as I truly want to meet the folks involved with this endeavor to create a formidable Anglican Alliance. But, I have to feed myself and pay my bills first or I will be no good to anybody.
Sir, it pains me that it appears I can not do the work in this world that I feel I am truly best at. I do not live a lavish lifestyle and my needs are very minor compared to a lot of folks in our society today. But I have no income at all coming in and to make matters worse I don’t even know if my efforts over the last five months have amounted to anything other than my financial ruin. But, I will endeavor to persevere and do what I can when I can with the calling I have received. It can not and will not be ignored. But as I said if I am not careful I will be out in the streets myself (which I have been before) and that will do nobody any good. I have worked to hard to lose all that the Lord has blessed me with. But in reality I know all I need are the clothes on my back and one of my many Bibles and I will find comfort in His Grace.
As I said I do not know where this path leads next…every day is a new challenge. Please give my encouragement to those at the conference. Please let them know they have my support and that I will be with them in spirit and prayer.
Safe travels to you sir and thank you again for your presentation.
My email is not working all the time. I am going to send this via email and mail you a hard copy as well. If you wish to contact me it is best to call me at (904) 813-3434.
Gods’ Continued Graces to you and the Anglican Alliance.
Your brother in Christ:
Bryan A. Stross
Proverbs Chapter 22
From the desk of :
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida 32207
(904) 813-3434 strossba@sensoryllc.com http://www.sensoryllc.com/
The Reverend Jim McCaslin
PO box 57983
Jacksonville, FL 32241
Reverend:
First let me thank you for the wonderful update and good news on the restructuring of the Anglican Churches here in North America. It is comforting to know that even out of such difficulties of faith, true leaders and followers of the Word can come together for a common cause and do what is right.
I spoke to you after the presentation and gave you something I wrote. There are many more on my blog site http://bryanastross.blogspot.com/
It is hard for me at this time to put into words my feelings as I am in a state of confusion as to my next move. The Lord has directed me thru the Holy Spirit for the past five months to do His work. I have poured my heart out writing and doing acts of kindness for my fellow man here in Jacksonville. I have helped the homeless, the sick, the blind, the hungry, the drug addicts, the prostitutes and other folks I call “street people”. This has been a very spiritual rewarding undertaking and I have no regrets whatsoever.
I left a $65,000 a year job to start my own company and pursue a calling I felt the Lord had sent me. I cashed in my 401K to fund this. My business is not doing well in part because I spend so much time reading, learning, writing and doing “acts” that I feel the Lord directs me to do. I do not question the path He sends me…I just do it.
I have also been sharpening my musical abilities. I play harmonica by ear and I have a synthesizer that I do my own creations on. The Lord has been very good to me over this period of time. I have met some outstanding people along the way.
All I want to do for the rest of my life is serve the Lord and help my fellow man. He has blessed me with understanding His Word like I never thought possible. I simply open the Bible and start reading wherever it opens and it makes sense to me as if He is whispering in my ear. Sure there are times I need to reflect a bit on what I read, it is not always as simple as I make it sound. I pray for guidance and I trust in His deliverance.
There are times that I can read a passage and create a sermon about it in less than a half hour. This is how strong the Lord is in me now and I don’t ever want to lose this blessing.
I used an internet service to acquire documentation that states I am a minister. I have created a church….All Faiths Church of St. Anthony. It has a current membership of two….The Lord and myself. It is a street ministry as I can not afford any thing otherwise. I do not preach on the streets. I go out into the streets and console those individuals I feel most needy. I have many stories of people whose lives I have hopefully touched in some way even if it was only for a short duration. To see a smile across a down trodden face….well sir… it often brings tears to mine.
I guess I am writing this to you now because I told you I planned on attending the Celebration in Tallahassee June 1st. As I stated before I cashed in my 401K to support myself while I pursued this adventure the Lord has sent me on. Well, the party is over and I can barely cover my bills for this month. The Lord has opened a door for me at a local electrical company and I am going to work for them next week. It will barely pay my bills. I have another interview the first week of June that hopefully will be a better paying position. That being said I can not afford the gas expense to get to the Celebration and back. This troubles me deeply as I truly want to meet the folks involved with this endeavor to create a formidable Anglican Alliance. But, I have to feed myself and pay my bills first or I will be no good to anybody.
Sir, it pains me that it appears I can not do the work in this world that I feel I am truly best at. I do not live a lavish lifestyle and my needs are very minor compared to a lot of folks in our society today. But I have no income at all coming in and to make matters worse I don’t even know if my efforts over the last five months have amounted to anything other than my financial ruin. But, I will endeavor to persevere and do what I can when I can with the calling I have received. It can not and will not be ignored. But as I said if I am not careful I will be out in the streets myself (which I have been before) and that will do nobody any good. I have worked to hard to lose all that the Lord has blessed me with. But in reality I know all I need are the clothes on my back and one of my many Bibles and I will find comfort in His Grace.
As I said I do not know where this path leads next…every day is a new challenge. Please give my encouragement to those at the conference. Please let them know they have my support and that I will be with them in spirit and prayer.
Safe travels to you sir and thank you again for your presentation.
My email is not working all the time. I am going to send this via email and mail you a hard copy as well. If you wish to contact me it is best to call me at (904) 813-3434.
Gods’ Continued Graces to you and the Anglican Alliance.
Your brother in Christ:
Bryan A. Stross
Proverbs Chapter 22
Reverend Church Letter (NDof P)
May 2nd, 2008 8:30 AM
From the desk of Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida 32207
(904) 813-3434 strossba@sensoryllc.com
First Coast Christian Outreach
P.O.Box 5765
Jacksonville, Florida 32247-5765
Attn: Reverend Peter Church – Executive Director
Reverend Church:
It was my sincere pleasure to meet you Thursday evening at the stadium after the National Day of Prayer Celebration (which was outstanding !)
It pained me to watch as you waited so patiently for your closing remarks as the “revivalists” had their say. Your words after the wait were some of the most graceful I have ever heard. You offered Gods’ Grace as a gift to those left in attendance. Well sir that grace is carried most eloquently by you. You are a shining example of how it works “magic” in ones life.
I am writing this correspondence to you because I sense a powerful movement in your ministry. Unlike shouting the good news our Lord has to offer as some choose to, yours is a whisper, a touch, a look that says, “Here I am, you have sought me, now walk with me.” I am so, so glad I had the privilege of shaking your hand Thursday night. The Lord works in His own ways to bring those together in life that He feels will help glorify His name and at the same time enrich the individual soul by the meeting of two spirits.
When we worship and witness together as a “team” the message is much stronger. I have always been an “individualist”. Even when I am with a group I seek out minutes in the day to be alone with my Lord. It is in these moments, such as now, 5:00AM Friday morning, that the Holy Ghost moving in the Spirit feels most close to me. Unfettered with the clutter of the day you can concentrate, open your mind, enhance your senses, and receive the “gift” the Spirit offers.
You offered us Gods’ gift of Grace Thursday night. You proved how that grace forms your movements, your words and your wisdom. Well sir I accept your offer and thank you for it. In return I offer you the continued gift of the Spirit, to strengthen you and your ministry in ways you thought not possible.
(Continued to page 2)
Page 2
There were many wonderful performances and prayers Thursday night at the stadium. All of which were heartfelt, sincere, and worthy of deliverance. One that stands out to me was Bishop Arthur T. Jones’ (APIC) prayer that was so powerful in word and tone I thought the speakers were going to fly apart. Wow, what power God grants those who seek it and once found develop it and share it in return for His Glory and the education and enrichment of others.
I’m sure you’ve heard the old saying “save the best for last.” Well the best and most close to God in Holiness was the last to speak Thursday night. I am so happy and touched I was there to hear your words.
Where I was angry at the “revivalists” for making you wait, you were patient in your wait and gracious once given the chance to speak. That in itself was a strong witness for Christ that very few picked up on….but I did, and I thank you from the top of my heart and the bottom of my soul for it.
I look forward to our next meeting and discussions on “strategic ministry.”
A fellow brother in Christ….In His Service:
Bryan A. Stross
Minister of Faith
All Faiths Church of St. Anthony
Anywhere, U.S.A.
Isaiah Chapter 65
From the desk of Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida 32207
(904) 813-3434 strossba@sensoryllc.com
First Coast Christian Outreach
P.O.Box 5765
Jacksonville, Florida 32247-5765
Attn: Reverend Peter Church – Executive Director
Reverend Church:
It was my sincere pleasure to meet you Thursday evening at the stadium after the National Day of Prayer Celebration (which was outstanding !)
It pained me to watch as you waited so patiently for your closing remarks as the “revivalists” had their say. Your words after the wait were some of the most graceful I have ever heard. You offered Gods’ Grace as a gift to those left in attendance. Well sir that grace is carried most eloquently by you. You are a shining example of how it works “magic” in ones life.
I am writing this correspondence to you because I sense a powerful movement in your ministry. Unlike shouting the good news our Lord has to offer as some choose to, yours is a whisper, a touch, a look that says, “Here I am, you have sought me, now walk with me.” I am so, so glad I had the privilege of shaking your hand Thursday night. The Lord works in His own ways to bring those together in life that He feels will help glorify His name and at the same time enrich the individual soul by the meeting of two spirits.
When we worship and witness together as a “team” the message is much stronger. I have always been an “individualist”. Even when I am with a group I seek out minutes in the day to be alone with my Lord. It is in these moments, such as now, 5:00AM Friday morning, that the Holy Ghost moving in the Spirit feels most close to me. Unfettered with the clutter of the day you can concentrate, open your mind, enhance your senses, and receive the “gift” the Spirit offers.
You offered us Gods’ gift of Grace Thursday night. You proved how that grace forms your movements, your words and your wisdom. Well sir I accept your offer and thank you for it. In return I offer you the continued gift of the Spirit, to strengthen you and your ministry in ways you thought not possible.
(Continued to page 2)
Page 2
There were many wonderful performances and prayers Thursday night at the stadium. All of which were heartfelt, sincere, and worthy of deliverance. One that stands out to me was Bishop Arthur T. Jones’ (APIC) prayer that was so powerful in word and tone I thought the speakers were going to fly apart. Wow, what power God grants those who seek it and once found develop it and share it in return for His Glory and the education and enrichment of others.
I’m sure you’ve heard the old saying “save the best for last.” Well the best and most close to God in Holiness was the last to speak Thursday night. I am so happy and touched I was there to hear your words.
Where I was angry at the “revivalists” for making you wait, you were patient in your wait and gracious once given the chance to speak. That in itself was a strong witness for Christ that very few picked up on….but I did, and I thank you from the top of my heart and the bottom of my soul for it.
I look forward to our next meeting and discussions on “strategic ministry.”
A fellow brother in Christ….In His Service:
Bryan A. Stross
Minister of Faith
All Faiths Church of St. Anthony
Anywhere, U.S.A.
Isaiah Chapter 65
Those in Heaven
Those in Heaven would rather be here because this physical life that holds our soul and brings life to our spirit has challenge. This life holds risk and reward, laughter and sadness. This life holds success and failure, free will and choice. You have the abilities of mental thought, opinion & emotion. But most of all this life holds physical love and feelings.
These things are also part of Heaven
But they are not the same as they are here.
We experience the physical side of life
They live in the spiritual realm of life.
As spirits they don’t feel the physical.
Gee it sure was fun down there; I wish I could go back.
By the way there has been a change in hell.
Hell used to be fire and brimstone, the lake of fire.
Well it seems so many people have said over the years:
It will be a cold day in hell before (fill in the blank) or
It will be a cold day in hell if (fill in the blank) or
It will be a cold day in hell when (fill in the blank)
That God took it to heart and granted our wishes.
Hell is now a cold, cold, desolate, ice covered tundra.
Ice is everywhere and the demons are all forced to drink ice water. It will be this way for awhile…God is amused by it. Don’t be part of His amusement…it is really cold there right now. ❄️
Take Care and all so Easy. B.A.S. May 23, 2008
1st Corinthians chapters 12 & 13.✨✝️🕊
But they are not the same as they are here.
We experience the physical side of life
They live in the spiritual realm of life.
As spirits they don’t feel the physical.
My vision throughout life has been to experience a spiritual reality. We can do this in our physical state on this Earth. However, an unattached spirit does not have the ability to experience the physical reality we live everyday, where your spirit feels your physical reality.
You are very fortunate to have this gift, this chance in life to experience all the wonders and glories God grants you. Do not ever throw it away, do not waste it.
Because if you do, your soul will look down and say,Gee it sure was fun down there; I wish I could go back.
Hell used to be fire and brimstone, the lake of fire.
Well it seems so many people have said over the years:
It will be a cold day in hell before (fill in the blank) or
It will be a cold day in hell if (fill in the blank) or
It will be a cold day in hell when (fill in the blank)
That God took it to heart and granted our wishes.
Hell is now a cold, cold, desolate, ice covered tundra.
Ice is everywhere and the demons are all forced to drink ice water. It will be this way for awhile…God is amused by it. Don’t be part of His amusement…it is really cold there right now. ❄️
Take Care and all so Easy. B.A.S. May 23, 2008
1st Corinthians chapters 12 & 13.✨✝️🕊
Pics, edits, references.5/13/2023⛲️🌻🐝
The Greatest Inventionn
You, yes I said you are the greatest invention this world has ever seen. For without you no other inventions could there be. Hard to argue this point unless you rephrase it to “The Greatest Invention Created By Man.” Sheds a new light on the title don’t you think?
In my opinion the greatest invention by man is the conception, development and utilization of video media in our world today. I say this because of the fact that by the use of video in multiple formats (T.V., computers, the movies and still pictures) we can reach from all points of the planet to educate ourselves and add to our memory base. The more knowledge we have of our world the more informed we will be when considering an issue of worldly concern. By the use of video to add to our memories we can travel the world and never leave home. We can be at sporting events, concerts, plays, war zones, hospitals, slums and country clubs. The internet has added to the basic use of video in T.V., movie and picture format for a truly global concept of delivery. To be able to save and replay images from all points of the earth from all times of day and night for use and reference when we feel the need to consider a particular issue is an uncalculated power that has us all more informed of the world around us. By the use of video we are exposed to all the other “inventions” out there we would never even know existed.
I also say video is the greatest invention because it captures what……images. Images we relate to in our own fashion and remember in our own chosen way. If you are the greatest invention and God created you first in His image than it stands to reason that God realized the importance of “image” and created the greatest invention He possibly could ...you... in His image.
Once created it is up to us to add and enhance the images around us and by the educated use of video media we can enhance our lives and our world. We see things we would never see. We hear things we would never hear. Use your T.V. and computer for positive enrichment of yourself and family. Take in a good movie once in a while. Absorb yourself into the moment and put your self in that spot of time. If you concentrate you may approach those senses video and audio can not…touch and smell.
And how could that be? Well, if you are watching a program about life in a forest you have never been to, you may relate the images and audio clips to previous memories of experiences you had in a forest of similar nature. By concentration you can add to the video and audio experience by adding in your memories of touch and smell you have experienced. Try it sometime when you are most comfortable and can concentrate on it.
God created us in His image. It is our charge to maintain that image in thought, action and recreation of the image we have been so blessed with.
In His Service:
© BAS …;}….July 22nd, 2008 10:30 AM
In my opinion the greatest invention by man is the conception, development and utilization of video media in our world today. I say this because of the fact that by the use of video in multiple formats (T.V., computers, the movies and still pictures) we can reach from all points of the planet to educate ourselves and add to our memory base. The more knowledge we have of our world the more informed we will be when considering an issue of worldly concern. By the use of video to add to our memories we can travel the world and never leave home. We can be at sporting events, concerts, plays, war zones, hospitals, slums and country clubs. The internet has added to the basic use of video in T.V., movie and picture format for a truly global concept of delivery. To be able to save and replay images from all points of the earth from all times of day and night for use and reference when we feel the need to consider a particular issue is an uncalculated power that has us all more informed of the world around us. By the use of video we are exposed to all the other “inventions” out there we would never even know existed.
I also say video is the greatest invention because it captures what……images. Images we relate to in our own fashion and remember in our own chosen way. If you are the greatest invention and God created you first in His image than it stands to reason that God realized the importance of “image” and created the greatest invention He possibly could ...you... in His image.
Once created it is up to us to add and enhance the images around us and by the educated use of video media we can enhance our lives and our world. We see things we would never see. We hear things we would never hear. Use your T.V. and computer for positive enrichment of yourself and family. Take in a good movie once in a while. Absorb yourself into the moment and put your self in that spot of time. If you concentrate you may approach those senses video and audio can not…touch and smell.
And how could that be? Well, if you are watching a program about life in a forest you have never been to, you may relate the images and audio clips to previous memories of experiences you had in a forest of similar nature. By concentration you can add to the video and audio experience by adding in your memories of touch and smell you have experienced. Try it sometime when you are most comfortable and can concentrate on it.
God created us in His image. It is our charge to maintain that image in thought, action and recreation of the image we have been so blessed with.
In His Service:
© BAS …;}….July 22nd, 2008 10:30 AM
River Speech
My name is Bryan Stross. I have been a Jacksonville resident since 1991, and a Florida resident for 22 years.
I was treated to an inshore fishing trip during my first years here, and I can tell you I was the one who got hooked, and I bought my first boat shortly after that trip. Jacksonville is very unique in the fact we have off shore, inshore and fresh water recreation available to us. This uniqueness must be protected and monitored or it will be gone. It will be nothing more than tainted mud and polluted water. Instead of being a river of life it will be a highway of bile and excrement. In some ways it already is. At low tide in the shallows of the back waters you can smell the odor leeching from the silt & mud that gets deeper each passing year.
Well, we have given million dollar tax breaks to the industries and developers and yet cut the budgets of the very programs designed to offset the immediate environmental impacts they cause. Not to mention the long term consequences and added pressure on an already fragile balance of mans dispensing and natures cleansing.
This is not a natural phenomenon. It is the result of nitrates, and warm temperatures combining to explode into a freak of twisted nature. Conceived and brought to life by the waste, greed, and politics of all of us in this room, and around the state.
I’d like to take my son…. 10 years from now… and see those eagles, and fill our cooler with fresh fish. Instead of helping to pick up the latest fish kill, if there are any fish left to kill.
I love this river, and it tries to love me back. But it can only do so much to cleanse all this bile we pump into it every second of the day.
We have dominion over this water. And with it is the duty to provide it with good stewardship. Any thing less is not just a crime against man and nature, but a crime against the very principles we learned oh so long ago. The punishment of which will be felt for generations to come.
Remember these lessons, and think of what this generation’s legacy will be in the future when you make your decisions .Will it be of good stewardship or wasteful plunder. You have the power to decide, I am only one voice but I try to speak for the voiceless, and I hope and pray that their message is heard first and foremost….not mine.
Bryan Stross
Delivered verbally to the DEP, SJWMD, and River Keepers at the Nitrate Levels proposal public information and meeting in Jacksonville, Florida in 2006. I was never contacted by anyone for any additional thoughts or comments, and yes, the nitrate levels were raised. Now there’s even fewer fish to catch & the skies are being filled with vultures, instead of eagles. 🐚🐬🦅
TheCat's Meow
About a year ago I happened by the store front of one of the finest businesses in downtown Jacksonville, Florida. I had been by this establishment before, but something lured me closer this time. At the far end of the display windows was a Hummel collection and one in particular caught my eye.
As I viewed it closer I was interrupted by a young man in his late teens. He was a traveler of sorts; back pack, hiking boots, flannel shirt, blue jeans, scruffy hair and a skate board strapped to the back pack. He asked me if I knew the way to Lake City. I told him to take I-95 north to I-10 west. He said, how do I get to I-95? I thought for a moment, looked at the Hummel one more time and said, “I don’t normally do this, but you seem a descent fellow, I’ll take you to I-10 so all you have to do is go west from there”. He was genuinely grateful and off we went. I dropped him off a couple exits up I-10, he asked for nothing the whole time. We spoke about his travels, how he shattered his guitar defending himself against three hoodlums. I told him he should consider the harmonica, it’s much safer. He told me he was just trying to find himself and somewhere to call home. I shared some of my stories with him that strangely enough mirrored his own.
When I dropped him off I asked him if he had eaten lately and he implied he had. I asked him if he had any money, he said he had $20. I offered him a bit more but he refused saying I had done enough for him already and how he greatly appreciated just having someone to talk with for awhile. I told him the pleasure was mine, shook his hand and we parted ways.
A few weeks later I happened by the store front and display windows again, the Hummel was still there. I am not a rich man by any means. I have several collections of various sorts but I do not own any Hummel’s. My mother has twenty or so, a few I bought for her over the years. One special one, Boy Fishing, I got her for Mother’s Day many years ago. Actually I’ve never fancied myself even purchasing one for myself. However, this one was special to me and I made a goal to save up some money over several months and buy it if it was still there. I’m not a fan of lay-away. I figure if it is meant to be mine it will be there when I can afford it.
I went into the store and was greeted by an elderly gentleman who was very pleasant and cordial. I wandered thru the store (which is absolutely incredible) to the far display window where the Hummel was and asked if I could see it closer. The gentleman obliged and even let me hold it. I asked the price…$300. Well I guess I had a bit more saving to do than I thought. I told him I would return when I could afford it.
Over the months that I was saving for the Hummel I would walk by the display window to see if it was still there. Occasionally I would walk into the store and browse around at the beautiful jewelry, watches, pens, glassware, nick-nacks, and all sorts of collectables. I got to know Mr. Thomas better. His wife Delorise runs the books; he runs the store with an assistant. I even met their grand daughter and great grand child one afternoon while browsing. (Continued to page 2)
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What separates customer service from good customer service is often the little things a proprietor will do to earn and keep your business. Over the months of the past year Jacobs Jewelers on Laura Street has gotten a minor amount of business from me. But he knows one day I’ll come in for that Hummel. He treats me with dignity and respect as I do him and his wife. He has taken time to show me his catalogs when I was looking for a specific type of rope chain for one of my medallions. He has done minor repairs on broken clasps for me at no charge and he is happy to explain his techniques to me.
The history of Jacobs Jewelers is well documented by the local media. This story is not intended to retell a very interesting history (which started in 1890 by the way). No…this is a story about my personal experiences with Mr. and Mrs. Thomas and their fine store on Laura Street. You see after a year I feel more like a friend than a customer. That’s what separates customer service from good customer service, a feeling of trust between proprietor and customer.
So now as I sit in my living room I glance up at my china cabinet and there sits my Hummel, a year later. It is called the Cat’s Meow. There is a small boy sitting with his legs outstretched. He has a writing tablet on his knees and a pencil in his left hand. Next to him is his pet black cat, peering at the tablet as if reading what the boy is writing. The boy has his right hand on the cats back. There is writing on the tablet in German…the boy is writing a story about his cat.
This Hummel is special to me because I like to write my thoughts occasionally and often times when I do my pet black cat, Malcolm, will sit at my side or on the head rest of the couch. As I write this now my older cat, Mr. Whiskers and Malcolm, who is a little more than a year old, are both sleeping peacefully by my side.
The Cat’s Meow Hummel, I’ll cherish it forever and hope I can provide a good home for it to be shared with others.
Thank you Roy and Delorise Thomas for the friendship we’ve developed over the past year and the kindness you shared with a stranger. I look forward to future business with the best jeweler in town…Jacobs on Laura Street.
In His Service:
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida
April 29th, 2008
Luke Chapter 14
Isaiah chapter 54 vs. 10-12
As I viewed it closer I was interrupted by a young man in his late teens. He was a traveler of sorts; back pack, hiking boots, flannel shirt, blue jeans, scruffy hair and a skate board strapped to the back pack. He asked me if I knew the way to Lake City. I told him to take I-95 north to I-10 west. He said, how do I get to I-95? I thought for a moment, looked at the Hummel one more time and said, “I don’t normally do this, but you seem a descent fellow, I’ll take you to I-10 so all you have to do is go west from there”. He was genuinely grateful and off we went. I dropped him off a couple exits up I-10, he asked for nothing the whole time. We spoke about his travels, how he shattered his guitar defending himself against three hoodlums. I told him he should consider the harmonica, it’s much safer. He told me he was just trying to find himself and somewhere to call home. I shared some of my stories with him that strangely enough mirrored his own.
When I dropped him off I asked him if he had eaten lately and he implied he had. I asked him if he had any money, he said he had $20. I offered him a bit more but he refused saying I had done enough for him already and how he greatly appreciated just having someone to talk with for awhile. I told him the pleasure was mine, shook his hand and we parted ways.
A few weeks later I happened by the store front and display windows again, the Hummel was still there. I am not a rich man by any means. I have several collections of various sorts but I do not own any Hummel’s. My mother has twenty or so, a few I bought for her over the years. One special one, Boy Fishing, I got her for Mother’s Day many years ago. Actually I’ve never fancied myself even purchasing one for myself. However, this one was special to me and I made a goal to save up some money over several months and buy it if it was still there. I’m not a fan of lay-away. I figure if it is meant to be mine it will be there when I can afford it.
I went into the store and was greeted by an elderly gentleman who was very pleasant and cordial. I wandered thru the store (which is absolutely incredible) to the far display window where the Hummel was and asked if I could see it closer. The gentleman obliged and even let me hold it. I asked the price…$300. Well I guess I had a bit more saving to do than I thought. I told him I would return when I could afford it.
Over the months that I was saving for the Hummel I would walk by the display window to see if it was still there. Occasionally I would walk into the store and browse around at the beautiful jewelry, watches, pens, glassware, nick-nacks, and all sorts of collectables. I got to know Mr. Thomas better. His wife Delorise runs the books; he runs the store with an assistant. I even met their grand daughter and great grand child one afternoon while browsing. (Continued to page 2)
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What separates customer service from good customer service is often the little things a proprietor will do to earn and keep your business. Over the months of the past year Jacobs Jewelers on Laura Street has gotten a minor amount of business from me. But he knows one day I’ll come in for that Hummel. He treats me with dignity and respect as I do him and his wife. He has taken time to show me his catalogs when I was looking for a specific type of rope chain for one of my medallions. He has done minor repairs on broken clasps for me at no charge and he is happy to explain his techniques to me.
The history of Jacobs Jewelers is well documented by the local media. This story is not intended to retell a very interesting history (which started in 1890 by the way). No…this is a story about my personal experiences with Mr. and Mrs. Thomas and their fine store on Laura Street. You see after a year I feel more like a friend than a customer. That’s what separates customer service from good customer service, a feeling of trust between proprietor and customer.
So now as I sit in my living room I glance up at my china cabinet and there sits my Hummel, a year later. It is called the Cat’s Meow. There is a small boy sitting with his legs outstretched. He has a writing tablet on his knees and a pencil in his left hand. Next to him is his pet black cat, peering at the tablet as if reading what the boy is writing. The boy has his right hand on the cats back. There is writing on the tablet in German…the boy is writing a story about his cat.
This Hummel is special to me because I like to write my thoughts occasionally and often times when I do my pet black cat, Malcolm, will sit at my side or on the head rest of the couch. As I write this now my older cat, Mr. Whiskers and Malcolm, who is a little more than a year old, are both sleeping peacefully by my side.
The Cat’s Meow Hummel, I’ll cherish it forever and hope I can provide a good home for it to be shared with others.
Thank you Roy and Delorise Thomas for the friendship we’ve developed over the past year and the kindness you shared with a stranger. I look forward to future business with the best jeweler in town…Jacobs on Laura Street.
In His Service:
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida
April 29th, 2008
Luke Chapter 14
Isaiah chapter 54 vs. 10-12
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Message to Osama
1/8/08 2:00 PM Jeremiah Chapter 1
The wrath of the Lord is fast and furious. He will pluck out the evil doers before they know what hit them. His wrath is like unto a perfect storm, nothing can stop it, so why even try.
This message is simple: To Al Qaeda, Bin Laden, and all the rest of you infidels and lovers of hate & oppression who live a life of jealousy and deceit:
Repent of your ways and seek the Lords’ forgiveness or He will slit your throats and spew your blood all over your dark and damp caves. You live like a rabbit chased by wolves from hole to hole you jump. Well, one day you will jump right into the mouth of the Lion. And He will devour you and use your bones for toothpicks.
When I see your disgusting face on my T.V., I take my pants down and rub my ass all over your face. I try to muster up a little “natural” gas so you can smell the luxuries of good food, you defiled wretched evil doer. I have already killed you, and from this death there is no sleep and no salvation. You may be alive on this planet, but you are dead in the eyes of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, King of Kings, God of all gods.
You worship a simple writer and prophet as if a god. This is your undoing and your first mistake. You take things from his writings out of context to bolster your unholy beliefs; this is your second mistake. And you waken the wrath of God fearing nations and people; this is your third and final mistake.
Return to the Ways of the Righteous, from which your prophet dreamed. Lest you dry up and wither away in the sands of a desolate dessert. Your lands are laid bare by your own hand and wicked deeds. Our lands are yet bountiful and nourished. What other graces do you need to see to realize who God favors?
There is no forgiveness for you, you have cast your lot, and that lot crumbles around you. Slit you own throat you bastard and save us the trouble. And if for one moment you think you can influence the political structure of this country, you are gravely mistaken. If evil doers and believers of false doctrines come to power here, the Lord will cut them down as well….with no mercy.
One last heart felt and prayer wished comment for you, you polluter of generations:
KISS MY HAIRY ASS!!!!!!!!!!! Oh that’s right, you already have.
Eat shit and bark at the moon Osama, your fate is sealed, and your days are numbered.
B.A.S. 1/8/08 3:00 PM
Jeremiah chapter 12
P.S. If you want to know some “real” truth watch Glenn Beck’s show on CNN sometime.
Prayer for today:
Lord protect and strengthen our troops, leaders and allies to track down and destroy those in this world who defile your Word and walk backwards in your Ways. AMEN
The wrath of the Lord is fast and furious. He will pluck out the evil doers before they know what hit them. His wrath is like unto a perfect storm, nothing can stop it, so why even try.
This message is simple: To Al Qaeda, Bin Laden, and all the rest of you infidels and lovers of hate & oppression who live a life of jealousy and deceit:
Repent of your ways and seek the Lords’ forgiveness or He will slit your throats and spew your blood all over your dark and damp caves. You live like a rabbit chased by wolves from hole to hole you jump. Well, one day you will jump right into the mouth of the Lion. And He will devour you and use your bones for toothpicks.
When I see your disgusting face on my T.V., I take my pants down and rub my ass all over your face. I try to muster up a little “natural” gas so you can smell the luxuries of good food, you defiled wretched evil doer. I have already killed you, and from this death there is no sleep and no salvation. You may be alive on this planet, but you are dead in the eyes of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, King of Kings, God of all gods.
You worship a simple writer and prophet as if a god. This is your undoing and your first mistake. You take things from his writings out of context to bolster your unholy beliefs; this is your second mistake. And you waken the wrath of God fearing nations and people; this is your third and final mistake.
Return to the Ways of the Righteous, from which your prophet dreamed. Lest you dry up and wither away in the sands of a desolate dessert. Your lands are laid bare by your own hand and wicked deeds. Our lands are yet bountiful and nourished. What other graces do you need to see to realize who God favors?
There is no forgiveness for you, you have cast your lot, and that lot crumbles around you. Slit you own throat you bastard and save us the trouble. And if for one moment you think you can influence the political structure of this country, you are gravely mistaken. If evil doers and believers of false doctrines come to power here, the Lord will cut them down as well….with no mercy.
One last heart felt and prayer wished comment for you, you polluter of generations:
KISS MY HAIRY ASS!!!!!!!!!!! Oh that’s right, you already have.
Eat shit and bark at the moon Osama, your fate is sealed, and your days are numbered.
B.A.S. 1/8/08 3:00 PM
Jeremiah chapter 12
P.S. If you want to know some “real” truth watch Glenn Beck’s show on CNN sometime.
Prayer for today:
Lord protect and strengthen our troops, leaders and allies to track down and destroy those in this world who defile your Word and walk backwards in your Ways. AMEN
MARRIAGE
A is for admitting your love and sharing that love with us.
R is for realizing life is better spent with someone you love.
R is for relinquishing selfishness and finding togetherness
I is for the internal strength love brings to you.
A is for adoring each other thru thick and thin.
G is for how great it feels to hold the one you love.
E is for everlasting which true love is.
And in case you thought I couldn’t spell I saved M for last.
M is for the many days of happiness we all wish you together
© Bryan A. Stross May 19th, 2008 12:15 AM …:}…
R is for realizing life is better spent with someone you love.
R is for relinquishing selfishness and finding togetherness
I is for the internal strength love brings to you.
A is for adoring each other thru thick and thin.
G is for how great it feels to hold the one you love.
E is for everlasting which true love is.
And in case you thought I couldn’t spell I saved M for last.
M is for the many days of happiness we all wish you together
© Bryan A. Stross May 19th, 2008 12:15 AM …:}…
Monday, September 8, 2008
The Deepest Fear
A dear friend wrote this and left it for me to read one morning in the past when I was in a major funk of sorts. She has been with me most of the past two years and we have had our ups and downs, but we share and we care and that is what is most important in a world today that often times leaves you confused, angry, heartbroken, and lost. Cherish your friendships, they will comfort you in your day of despair and your night of need. Thanks and God Bless.
The Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous ?
Actually, who are you not to be ?
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.
We were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us.
And as we let our own light shine we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
Thank you for your friendship
Always your friend
Nancy D.
The Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous ?
Actually, who are you not to be ?
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.
We were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us.
And as we let our own light shine we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
Thank you for your friendship
Always your friend
Nancy D.
Ignorance Kills
January 29, 2008
I watched the local news last night. The headline was about a police officer shot by a confused individual who had stolen a pair of jeans. While running away from the police he turned and fired six shots from his .45 caliber semi auto pistol nearly killing the officer.
The officer whose face was shattered by one of the bullets still managed to return fire (after being shot six times) and bring this tormented soul down.
Terrible as this is, I have to watch as some uninformed, bigoted, racist woman says, “that’s the sheriff for ya, shoot first ask questions later”.
Why, oh why, do we even give people like this air time on the news?
I wanted to reach into my TV and rip her throat out.
You see it is bad enough we have a criminal element in this city, what is adding to it are these self centered idiotic morons who stereotype everything to meet their twisted agendas. The news media putting these quotes on air or print only add to the twisted attitudes of those in society weak to the news medias potential influence
Open your eyes lady, the sheriff is not out there to take target practice; they are there to protect you. And one day when you need that help you’ll regret those words.
They might just watch as you’re shot by a mugger. Then ask you later…..
“Weren’t you on the news the other night?”
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida U.S. of A.
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I watched the local news last night. The headline was about a police officer shot by a confused individual who had stolen a pair of jeans. While running away from the police he turned and fired six shots from his .45 caliber semi auto pistol nearly killing the officer.
The officer whose face was shattered by one of the bullets still managed to return fire (after being shot six times) and bring this tormented soul down.
Terrible as this is, I have to watch as some uninformed, bigoted, racist woman says, “that’s the sheriff for ya, shoot first ask questions later”.
Why, oh why, do we even give people like this air time on the news?
I wanted to reach into my TV and rip her throat out.
You see it is bad enough we have a criminal element in this city, what is adding to it are these self centered idiotic morons who stereotype everything to meet their twisted agendas. The news media putting these quotes on air or print only add to the twisted attitudes of those in society weak to the news medias potential influence
Open your eyes lady, the sheriff is not out there to take target practice; they are there to protect you. And one day when you need that help you’ll regret those words.
They might just watch as you’re shot by a mugger. Then ask you later…..
“Weren’t you on the news the other night?”
Bryan A. Stross
Jacksonville, Florida U.S. of A.
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