| "..... as the dim eyed man brushes his silvery hair back to the side, he sets down to once again express a part of himself to the world outside. Why does he feel compelled to do so, when he has been asked to keep it all in? Why does he once again utilize the medium of words to have some sort of impact on those so unlucky to stumble upon his letter trail? He himself has no answer for these questions - but knows that something within him yearns to once again pick up the pen, and shakily put into a silent writing those things he dare not speak aloud..."
-Brad Gore: "The Unauthorized Autobiography" Ok, so I'm not exactly "dim eyed" and I don't have "silvery" hair, (although I do indeed have hair), but I am once again finding myself intrigued at the thought of typing a breath of fresh air onto this page of Xanga. There's so much to tell, yet so little you need to know... hehe :-p I can only hope that there are a few faithful readers left... So, where am I and what have I been up to? WAIT!! I want to start off with a poem.... I LOVE Christmas, but can't stand the commercialism of it... nor can I stand the hypocrisy of all those who all of a sudden have some sort of consciousness of God in their lives around this time of year, and then lose it after New Years.... So, I wrote a poem (that could turn song if I could come up with a second verse) about it.... We see Him in a manger
Every year around this time
Accompanied by wise men
Led by a star so bright.
Does this world choose to remember
Only on one day
That a Savior was born, came to the earth
To be the Truth, the Life, the Way? What about every day
That isn't Christmas day?
What about every night
That isn't a Silent Nigh?
Oh will we place Him in our minds
For one day of the year?
Or will we hold Him in our hearts
And keep the Savior's presence near?
What about every day
That isn't Christmas? Now, as for where I am and what I've been doing...
1- I live in TENNESSEE!!!!! And believe me, it's every bit as beautiful a state as a person could want:)
2- I'm MARRIED!!! *Gasp, Faint, Shock* Whatever your reaction is..... But, my darling wife and I were married on July 19 of 2008!!!! Thus the reason for my moving to TN. Her name is Carolina :) And, she's a one-of-a-kind-absolute-blessing-perfectly-amazing-great-cook kinda lady :) hehe She doesn't have a xanga, however she does have a myspace... Neither her nor I use our myspaces much anymore... for obvious reasons... But, we do have some pics of the wedding and of each other on her myspace:) Her myspace is www.myspace.com/clb0118
So, why the sudden return to the Xanga world? Well, I would actually like to take the poems I've written and possibly compile a small booklet.... And, I really need YOUR HELP!!!! I have had several poems to get 40+ comments, and several that I thought for sure would get 40+ that only got 10 or something.... So, I'm not sure which poems are my "best"..... If there are any of you out there that remember a poem, or even a phrase in the poem, that has touched you, that has stuck with you, that has made you crave hot chocolate.. ANYTHING!!! Please let me know :) And, if any of you have stories like..."Brad, the poem you wrote titled ******* was sooo touching!! It made me go out, buy a red wagon and ride it down a rocky hill..." err... maybe not that dramatic.. You can always feel free to send your stories :) It has always been my goal to move the emotions of the reader.. when I was depressed and felt like life was cutting me to pieces, I wanted my readers to feel the searing pain of each cut; when I was happy and felt like I lived at the end of a rainbow, I wanted my readers to feel as though they were partaking in the pot of gold; when the Lord was moving in my life, I wanted my readers to be encouraged that if the Lord of Lords could work through a nobody like me, how much more could he do through those of you who have so much more to offer Him, those with so many better qualities? And I mean that in sincerity. So, please respond to this:) I'll greatly appreciate it! "....Setting his pen down, the tired man takes a brief moment to review the bits of his heart that have been applied to the paper, while making sure to keep many other parts from surfacing. He then realizes that his writing really isn't all that shaky, even though he's not practiced much the past year or so, and wonders just how many more years he will be able to whisper into the pages with the consolation that someone, somewhere, will be able to hear the faint voice of his thundering emotions...." Thank you for reading!!
And, above all, may the Lord continue to bless all of you!!!
Bradley D. Gore |
