Cuffed. He said. She said. Keep your hands on the wheel.

Rewrite.

Re-boot.

Reduce.

Reuse.

Recycle.

Now that the cameras are everywhere, how best to drive the point home?

Soberly.

Of course.

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different outcome.

Why is it the offender walks away with hands and their side, strutting along and the defender is cuffed, hand to hand. Shuffling along. Somewhere dark and cold?

Life gets in the way, that is why.

Independence is learned, earned and not burned.

If you happen to remember anything at the end of the day try and remember it is always best to take it on the chin, hard or soft, then put your chin up, admit wrongdoing.

And.

Move along.

Or perhaps you will choose to

Punt.

This may seem counterintuitive. But when you do the chasing, the errands, the chase. Do so with strength, resolve, clear good heart.. All the rest is just hooey.

There is plenty of hooey to go around. You do not need to partake. Really.Even if and when you think you do.

There are a number of ways to punt. By boat. By gamble. By kick. By a propelled long pole. On a wing and a prayer.

Your choice.

Victim or Chooser.

Get on with it, or drag it out. Drag it along.

Mistakes are the chapters of our autobiographies that are a testament to what we learn from a particular life lesson.

I “blew it” again.

I texted while driving again.

I looked at my phone again.

And my head exploded.

It is important to remember. We are all the same—as much in the punt as the next guy. Calamity, Chaos, Confusion are all methods to a madness we can barely understand let alone let alone. God has preserved your life for some reason. Better make it worth it. Even if and when you

Look bad.

Protect your choice. Steward your choice. Protect and steward what God has given you. Then all the rest will fall into a place of resolution. A resolution never imagined.

Stand by one another at all times.

Even if and when you feel your pot boiling over and the breaking point is near. Nearer that you ever imagined it may be.

Hurt is not designed for only the lonely.

Neither is superficiality.

Superficiality is a lack of thoroughness, depth of character, or serious thought.

It is very easy to hurt people over the superficialities of appearance.

Affecting or involving only the surface or appearance of something.

Where in the deep recesses, much is turmoiled with no escape, no expectation of a light at the end of the dark alley.

Superficiality covers.

Like a shiney new car

A beautiful enticing flower.

A great new iron.

Superficiality does not get to the heart of the matter. The meat of existence. The reality we all hold deep within our souls. No guts. No glory.

The wound so deep all the this or that will never make it go away. Until it is allowed to become wide open.

Wide open.

Gaping. Even.

Handcuffed and locked in a cell for a time.

Then and only then can the “it” be wrestled to the floor. Stomped on and squashed like the bug that it is. Wretched bug. The wound bleeds and silences grows louder. The wound aches and the silences drowns out the pain. The soul faints within worthless idols. (Dk). Do not charge another with innocent blood.

There is enough hate to go around. Don’t let it feed your soul. It really is forward thinking to walk in another’s shoes. You may not see that person ever again, but the affect they have on you and the affect you have on them may simply be life long lasting.

Lucky are you.

AIM to be the best you can be each and every day.

Do not aim for success. Success cannot be pursued.

It must ensue.

It must ensue.

It must ensue.

It must ensue.

Repetition can be a two edge sword. Don’t keep cutting yourself.

The side effect of personal dedication is what will keep you living from point A to point B. Grace is a beautiful and wonderful thing if used the best way.

It can be life altering. It can be life changing. And it will change you for the better.

Really.

How do I know?

Been down a few dark alleys in my day and there was a constant whisper of trust in my ear that I never ignored. Ignored the wrong whisper/screams, but they can eat away at the soul. Use extreme care at all time when driving……when driving,

A car.

A bus.

A train.

Especially. When driving

A point.

We cannot control everything. We can control three things: attitude, actions and most of all

Who. We. Trust.

Chances are. A person who has been down the dark alley knows a thing or two about you before you even meet.

Blessed are you. For sure.

Perhaps all you needed all along was a new prescription. Rose colored glasses?

Thought all I needed was new glasses. When I really needed to see things differently.

Slow down. Think. Yield. All the traits of a good driver. Hands at ten and two. Eyes always moving. Control of destiny. The right prescription.

This may not be the perfect prescription for you. Fo what you need. Grace will keep you on the path to finding it. That and maybe a few dark alleys filled with fear and regret.

Too much of a good thing is never a good thing. Throw in a little assumption and superficiality and life overwhelms and overflows and not with the good stuff necessarily.

The worst possible outcome would be we all feel we must silence what we think. Silence is sorrow’s slave.

New glass perspective.

Another side to the coin is never ending talk, no action, no real absorption of the truth leads to no real consequence.

Different isn’t always better.

Newer isn’t always better.

What will you do when the burden is finally lifted?

Will you feel on easy street.

Hopefull not.

Hopefully never.

There is a lot of goodness to share. To give. To take.

Don’t selfishly hold your self to account so much you forget why you are here.

To protect.

To steward.

Your life.

For yourself.

For others.

Make the most of the walks down the dark alley.

Then when you place your hands on the wheel.

You will be in the best possible control of your life.