If I Had a Hammer…and a paint brush

Hear the words….GET BACK UP by Toby Mac

Tomorrow is a big day for me.

I’m scared shitless.

A day that requires a strength I’m not positive I have.

Yet I’m committed to faking that strength if I have to.

A day to speak-up, speak-out, and step-up.

To use the tools I have; tearing down old walls, kicking open locked doors, and shattering the stained and grime covered glass windows that have kept the dark in and the light out for too long.

Then, I can put the sledgehammer down, pick up my paint brush, and add my own colors to the palette of those brave souls already building a sanctuary from the prisons of abuse.

If aiding those who have already begun fabricating the framework; the architects like Andrea Bredbeck, and the carpenters, masons, and painters who swing their hammers, glide their trowels, and stroke their brushes of truth; if that is all I can do, then it’s what I will do.

Support is the – KEY – stock-photo-skeleton-key-symbol-31783060  to this sanctuary.  Without it, the door will remain locked.

Let your loved ones know, BEFORE they need it, that you’ll always be there.

Don’t assume they know…hammer it home it you have to.

That’s YOUR tool…use it.  With love, but use it.

♥ And to those I love and to those that love me…thank you.  ♥

Your Words Have Power, Use Them Wisely

After reading Tink’s post about the power of words, it occurs to me that my recent departure from the airwaves was selfish and short sighted. And of course, being reminded of the great words of Albert Einstein didn’t hurt…

“The world is a dangerous place not because of the evil that men do but because of those that look on and do nothing”

It’s true and I want to thank Tink for yanking the cord of my ‘black-out shade’ to let the light in.

We can only control what we can control, but it is our responsibility, as adults, to use the tools we have in the best way we can.  These tools are worthless sitting silently in the tool-shed collecting dust.

Our words, our voices, our compassion for our fellow-man…powerful tools indeed…but only if we use them.

Crazy Train To Tinky Town

No doubt you have all seen in the press recently another beautiful young person has taken her life as a result of bullying cowardly internet trolls.  It saddens me that with the amazing technology that we now have access to in our homes and at our finger tips, there are those cowardly souls that would abuse this medium, hiding behind their anonymity to slander and disparage more vulnerable individuals.

We have all been members of social media groups where particular discussion threads have descended quickly into public slanging matches where accusations are made and vitriolic statements written.  I have left many a group appalled that so-called intelligent and fortunate people have found it necessary to take advantage of these opportunities to denigrate others with insults becoming unnecessarily offensive.

This week was no exception, whilst taking part in a Twitter event an individual took this opportunity to air some personal grievances…

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