Angels on your shoulders

True measurement of one’s heart is felt before it is seen. 

Whispers from our ancestor’s whip through the air trying to catch open ears but the busy soles rush amongst each other in daily traffic never pausing for a moment of breath. The only time we stop for silence is in the face of death.

We constantly run rampant never taking a second look and always seeking the final word. Always reaching for validation. 

Our ancestors try to bless us but instead we run amok in search of wisdom from watching scripted dysfunctional families destroy each other on television screens

Out of frustration from not being able to breathe

From being told to keep a safe distance from our loved ones, we sink into depression 

Our ancestors are trying to show us the truth but we will not lift the veil to be a witness

 

This is my plead to you

Seek wisdom. Wisdom will build your house. Ask for understanding. For it is understanding that your house is established. Gain knowledge and that knowledge will fill your rooms with precious and pleasant riches. (Proverbs 24:3/4)

 

Let's us come together

Let's us love one another

Let us lift each other high

Be humble enough so that when you are faced with adversity, you will welcome help and not pridefully push it away.

 

The true measure of a heart is felt before it is seen

Love your neighbor as God loves you and don't push people away when they come seeking guidance

Show them that God is love, explain how love is vulnerable and that we all deserve grace

 

Take the day, 

Sit in silence, once in light and once in darkness

Open not just your mind, but your soul, your ears, close your eyes, feel what's around you, and let your spirit be touched by your ancestors. 

 

Let them in and allow them to be the” Angels on your shoulders