Christian women will say that they want their husband to be "Head of the Household" as in, be the leader, make the decisions, etc.
but what they really mean is that they want the man to make the decisions that the woman wants made BEFORE she even knows she wants them.
Hey, how is the boyfriend of Lil Nas X like a 1950s Playboy Magazine?
Uhhh... they both come in a plain brown wrapper?
Yup. They both come in a plain brown rapper
I think probably one of the toughest things about trying to be a good Christian husband and father, if I am going to be honest, is the constant pressure of "Wow, not only do I need to keep a roof over their heads and the lights on, but I also have to worry about where their immortal souls are going to spend eternity?"
I mean, when you really think about it, that's a LOT of pressure.
Anomaly 11
Once upon a time there was a little village and it was a happy little village and the harvest came in every year and the generations grew and replaced the other generations and for a long time everyone was happy.
Then one year the candymen came to town and they had beautifully colored candy and it tasted so good and the children all loved the candy and they wanted more candy. Their parents warned them against eating too much of the candy, because too much candy is not good for you, they said, and the children cried out "You're MEAN! We won't listen to you!" and the children all left the village with the candymen and went off and the parents did not know where they had gone.
Then one day the children came back home when they were grown and the parents did not recognize their children because the children had themselves become candymen and they told the parents, "All the candy has made our stomachs hurt, and we are not happy, because the candy has never filled our bellies. You should have warned us about the candy."
"We did warn you about the candy," the parents said. "You didn't listen."
"Shut up!" the children who had grown to be candymen said. "You are old now and we are still young, and so we are taking all the harvest and we are going to eat all the harvest and you can go live in the barns and we will take the houses and live there and invite other candymen to join us"
And so the aging parents were shoved into the barns, who died there when the winter came, along with the animals, who were untended by the children who had become candymen.
Then Spring came and there was no planting, then Summer, and then Autumn, and there was no harvest, and the children who had become candymen died in the houses, with the windows open and the curtains billowing sadly in the light breeze.
2023-0924
To dream of
the shore, the black sand,
the birds in the palm trees
behind you,
as you gaze outward
to the Pacific:
the ocean blue
melds with the sky
and their marriage
renders each
indistinguishable
2023-0924
The motion of bodies
in line
waiting for COVID tests
in Sonsonate that
day outside the
streets parked with
cars and packed
with people,
the smell of
diesel and pupusas
and beer flooded
the air and the
paint peeled back
from 18th century walls,
and the electrical cables
above the buildings were
like a tangulated web of
synapsed wires,
like a
coal-streaked brain
that had seen
too many
summertimes
2023-0924
She said she needs a quick weekend away
to rest before her foot operation
And so, I booked a house in Texas Hills,
She said, “Thanks … but I need El Salvador”
Flowers can be transplanted to new soil,
But each petal will always yearn for home.
#iamvicpentameter
Are we wheat or weed?
Are we bad or good seed?
How can we really tell
who is or is not bound for Hell?
Cizaña
Mateo 13:24-30
with the explanation in Matthew 13:36-43
