he descended from the prestigious line of Davidson’s. Harley was rough around the edges, but when Harley graced you with his presence, you could see that Harley was top notch. The riveted exterior, was sure to catch your eye. Harley, was one of those so called; “bad boys.” People seemed to just gravitate, to Harley’s magnetism and charm. People would come in droves, just so they could say; we’re associated with the Harley family. So many have come, trying to dethrone Harley… from his pedestal, but to no avail. They would just end up peddling away, no BMX bike… could ever beat a Harley. Go ahead, Tour de France; do a little sightseeing. Check out the Tower, after you’ve had an Eye… Full; Harley will still be head and shoulder above the rest. Take a number, lean back and enjoy the show; it won’t be a competition. Just another show… off, looking for fifteen minutes of fame!
When the peddle collides with the medal, and while you’re still admiring the chrome. A sight you shall surely see, as Harley leaves you in the dust… off another trophy. For to this day, Harley has established himself; as The premier bad boy. Yes, Harley of the Davidson clan; you are such a road hog. But the plain and simple truth; “who can ever deny you this privilege?” You are a chopper, and over the years you have sent the competition… to the chop shop. You are too much of a class act, to ever make it be all about the streets. Harley is not hood, but can dust up; throw down with the best of them. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Harley you kill dem with it. Harley, you have more than earned your status, and rightly so. Vroom Vroom, Harley; you’re definitely a force… to be reckoned with!
I wrote this four years ago for my own amusement, but thought I would share it; I call it a iTreat, something different. Every so often I will share some of my interesting observations. I don’t own, or have any desire to ride a motorcycle. When I was a kid, Harley’s were interesting bikes; this is my take on the story. Below also is a quote, on a picture that can be saved. The tag theme is Happiness; picked by Renee @ Heart Tokens!
Does what you see on the outside, through the lens of your own heart; enough to figure me out? Are my actions distinct, noticeable? Or only notable, through telltale signs? May my heart truly paint the picture, tell a true love story. May it be more than just a noted tale, but the sign; of a heart forever changed? Perhaps like others, you feel the need to put my heart in a box; then label it… fragile, too easy to break. So many have tried to figure me out, analyze my heart. Yes, to know me requires a bit more Action, on your part. The human brain is complex, and I am a very complexed individual. A man made, not a made man; by anyone else’s standards. I try to not let my heart, be just another G.I. (Good Individual). Just another Joe, just another action figure; with a plastic smile. We sometimes have to fight wars, but I never rely on my own strength; to win each battle!
Here‘s the fun side, and you all know this; “everybody likes Kung fu fighting.” Well, when I say everybody; I mean me, myself, and I do. Bruce… Lee… was… the… best, always… lots… of… action; the kicks were fast as lightning. Even though there was a pause… between the words, and the lips moving; the Action was on point, ha. How about that Buzz Lightyear, always going… beyond; a true action figure. That’s right, I’m an Action guy. Okay, I admit, at times; there’s drama being played… out in my house. Yeah, I’m not ashamed to say; I’ve watched my share of the proverbial; “chick flick.” But the strangest thing, at times I’ve had to turn away; “whenever something got in my eye.” As a man, it’s not always easy; to understand the true mysteries of the heart. But that will never stop this man of Action, from trying to get to the heart; of what truly matters. I am not on a quest, to find a lost relic. This is about a chase after, that which is truly forever. To discover, I have to Ask, have to Seek; Knock… down every vain imagination. To discover the truth, about who I truly am? What I have found, a treasure. A precious love, near and dear to my heart!
Sometimes, the O.C.D wants to jump in, with one intention. To mix it up, with the more responsible side of my heart. Leaving the heart desperate, trying to figure out; is it Me, Myself, or I… don’t know? One thing my heart does know, the culprit; however unlikely the suspect, must be the cause… Sherlock. They say Actions, sometimes speak louder than words; but please don’t get it twisted. Seeing what you think you see, that will still never be enough; to figure out this peculiar soul. A man trying to love absolute. So riddle me this; “what therefore is absolute? If the love within, is not based on the absolute truth?” I tell you, if the absolute truth is not part of each Action; then the act itself, therefore becomes meaningless. So let me be absolutely clear, so my words are not lost in the translation; from heart to mouth. This day, and every single day thereafter. I freely give love, and try to do so; wholeheartedly.
All my life, I’ve tried to be good. Held my tongue, so God’s love could hold my heart… close. Go figure, this once silent river. Has been chosen, a heart called… into Action; for such a time as this. My heart has seen a lot, but some things; my heart can no longer ignore. Others can question my Actions, have an issue wIth my faulty heart; but no one will be able, to judge my soul. Buy my silence, steal my voice. My words will never be a beat down, just a how to… build up. I may not be able to leap tall buildings, but my faith; can ever be bound. By a two-sided label, or put into a cute little box. Action, is not just about being a hero; but how to be a true Action Figure. With a heart made to be authentic, not molded by an ever changing standard. Solidified, within a plastic facade!
You don’t know my story, but that’s why I’m here; to tell it. My story, my testimony; my Life, Favor. As I tell the story, as I share my heart. Perhaps you may be starting to understand, why this is called; my love story. For those who still don’t get it, or is still trying to understand the Why? Let me first start with the Who; God. The love that inspires my heart, the love that has asked me to bare my soul; to share the love within. I’m not ashamed… Romans 1:16-17. My story proves, how God can use me; how His love is faithful. What He has given; first Life, then Favor!
This story is told, through the heart; of an only child. No earthly father, to help show me how to be… But I had a Daddy, forever loving on my heart; showing my soul, how to be… still. This story is about Life, Favor; His Love. I was very much an introvert, a silent river; wouldn’t come close, to describing my heart. Verbal expressions, speaking more than a few words at a time; was me. But yet, my heart had so much to say. My story isn’t unique, it isn’t any different than others; but its special… to me. You don’t have to imagine, what I have been through; I will tell it, in each story. I can’t even take credit, it’s His Love, His Favor; that has taught my heart. God, He has brought me up. What’s upon me; Life, and Favor!
I’ve been in church all my life, my heart stayed grounded; because of a praying grandmother. Even when it was kicking and screaming; she held my hand. Until at the age of fifteen, my Daddy’s love; took me by the heart. I didn’t realize it before that moment, but within the quietness; He already knew my name. Throughout the years, He was faithful. The promise; “He Will Never Leave!”I had walls, but His love was the fortress. My anchor, the firm foundation. Unwavering, how my heart will forever be. I walk, but in His victory; I stand. Are you hearing me, are you feeling me? This is not about what I had to endure, but how I thrive; because of what, He has loved me through!
It’s not about feelings, but an understanding; it’s my Life, but His Favor. About how my Daddy’s love, won my heart; blows my mind. Forever, started yesterday; but that same forever, still mine today. You don’t have to imagine, how much the love? I will share the story, along with my heart. Loose lips sink ships, but a loosed heart; conquers giants. Two things I have inherited from my Daddy; Life, Favor. Why, every day I do my best to honor Him; another Daddy’s day. Grace, Mercy, Peace, Love; what surrounds, what abounds. He walks with me, He talks with me, He holds my heart; forever in His love, because He knows my heart. I trust Him, with my soul; and He tells me, I am His own!
Daddy, do they truly get it? You’ve been loving on my soul, when the heart of a child; felt so all alone. The why, I love you so. Thank You, for being only Father; my heart has ever needed, in every sense of the word. This is not about having a love, but being in love. Your love, is all I need; everything else, meaningless. My story, this love; is my testimony. We all have a story, this is just mine. My Life, but His favor!
Life and Favor; is a song by, John P. Kee. Released in: 2012. One of my favorites, hope it was a blessing!
The first Inspirational piece, was inspired by a post, and song shared this week. The post was written by Leola Durant @ my creators creation blog. It’s a song a know well, as part of mymusiccollection; it’s called, God Favored Me. It mademe reflect on the Easter season, and His love within my life, my heart, my soul. Well, the same thing always happens; iWrite… I hope you all enjoyed it, and if it moves you to do so; take a look at her blog!
I woke up, it was next to you. Watched you sleep for a moment, kissed you gently, tenderly; I didn’t want to wake, a sleeping angel. So, I rolled out of bed; I had a role to play. Man, what a pleasure; to provide love for your heart. Said a prayer, got dressed; brushed my teeth second. I wanted the kiss upon my lips, to stay with me; forever and a day. Still thinking about the kiss, I slowly headed to the kitchen. With every step there was a resounding echo within my soul; love was the song upon my lips. My heart just kept humming the favorite part; I have nuff love for you!
When I got to the kitchen I had a wonderful breakfast, it was the kiss that made it much sweeter; the sugar I got from my sweet… tea. It took me a while to focus my gaze; off the kiss, and onto the newspaper. As I was checking the lottery section; I realized that we won ten million dollars. So I left the house, and went to go pick up our winnings. On the way I stopped, I had to rescue a cat stuck in a tree. Then a few more minutes down the road, there was a house on fire; with a woman screaming, please save my baby. Without giving it a second thought, I ran straight into the house; rescued the baby. I gently placed the baby into mother’s arms, she thanked me. Then lovingly hugged and kissed the baby, it was such a loving embrace. Tears, and awe; what a sight to behold, we were surrounded by guardian angels!
I finally reached the lottery office, picked up the winnings. It was more money than we would ever need, so I decided to use half of it; to help eradicate world hunger. Some were donated to charity, some used to help discover a cure for Cancer. What was left, just enough to pay the bills; what more do I truly need? Mohammad Ali heard about what was done, he invited me to his home. Thanked me and said, you’re The Greatest. I quickly stopped him, deflected; told him that I don’t hold such a title. There’s nothing great, or impressive about my heart. I looked to the heavens, pointed; to Him who is truly The Greatest. The Amazing Love, that has no contender; a heart, Undisputed!
When I got back home later that day, I kissed my wife; told her all about my day. I said, Wow; what a truly Amazing Day! All because; I WOKE UP, AND IT WAS NEXT TO YOU!!
The first paragraph is part of my day, the stories in the following; are things that if the opportunity presented itself, exactly how I would approach them! Life is short, it’s not what you do each day that’s makes a person; but who makes your heart, thrive!
Love, an action word, a heart decision; the sensible choice. Even when the planets don’t align, even when the stars don’t twinkle the same. Look into your own heart, see if a faithful love; shimmers through and through. Love, complex truly is the feelings; what’s truly simple, faithfulness to be the response. Love doesn’t need to be an artistic creation, no need to revel in poetic justice; forgiveness, the way to be… happy. So many intelligent minds, have used sound logic; to outsmart their own hearts. The logistics of love at times might be complicated, but love will always flourish; with true growth. Chase after, if that’s the desire; but when the chase has lost a little luster. Don’t let commitment be the fear, but the motivation!
Love doesn’t need to be studied, like an unsolved mystery. Mysteries of the heart are revealed, when the application of love becomes practical. So many spend too much time admiring it, but from a safe distance. To engage in a meaningful way; is to get up close, and personable. But don’t miss the how to, live, love; one day at a time. From time to time you will slip up, but that’s the time when you also step up. In love sometimes you need to know how to discern, how to be delicate; understanding, patient. Love is thoughtful, realistic, balanced, pragmatic; within a sound heart. Love matures, love becomes wiser. I myself have experienced one true land-mind, a foolish heart!
Love has many emotions, up and down are just directions; it’s up to you and your heart, to choose which path to take? Love is not just a feeling, love is an experience; felt first within your heart. How can you truly say you love another, if you haven’t yet worked out within your own heart; The Reason, and what that means to you? So laugh, cry; reflect on each nostalgic moment. Sappy love songs, #Now And Forever; can help bring hearts closer together. But love needs to be defined, by the why; your heart first made the choice? Choose to stay in love, let true Love be; The Reason!
I hope everyone enjoyed this special week of posting, Sunday I got back to my 4 day a week post. Have a wonderful weekend!