Comments on: LOVE THE SECRET DAY by Uncle Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/ It's more wonderful than you can imagine! Mon, 15 Mar 2010 01:52:45 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11072 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 06:19:45 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11072 It is so natural for man to feel pain over the ones they lost, the ones they loved. A devastating almost unbearable grief. A pain that take sometimes year, or a lifetime to live with. We feel so many emotions over what we lost, from guilt, abandonment, confusion, sadness, unworthiness, loneliness... and even anger. We believe it is not fair, and we are willing to charge God for our pain. A human emotion of our mind, an innate desire to feel the beauty of the flesh of the life that we knew, the heartbeat that we felt, but the truth is that the ones we cry for have found the beauty we live to know. A beauty I believe is achievable in this lifetime. Sometimes i think we just need to sit back, take a deep breath, and know the bony asses we miss are sitting in our hearts with a smirky smile waiting on us to feel them, and saying "hey dumb ass , ITS ALL GOOD" Love you, BG.... i WANTA BOWL OF ICECREAM.. how bout you It is so natural for man to feel pain over the ones they lost, the ones they loved. A devastating almost unbearable grief. A pain that take sometimes year, or a lifetime to live with.
We feel so many emotions over what we lost, from guilt, abandonment, confusion, sadness, unworthiness, loneliness… and even anger. We believe it is not fair, and we are willing to charge God for our pain.
A human emotion of our mind, an innate desire to feel the beauty of the flesh of the life that we knew, the heartbeat that we felt, but the truth is that the ones we cry for have found the beauty we live to know. A beauty I believe is achievable in this lifetime.
Sometimes i think we just need to sit back, take a deep breath, and know the bony asses we miss are sitting in our hearts with a smirky smile waiting on us to feel them, and saying “hey dumb ass , ITS ALL GOOD”

Love you, BG…. i WANTA BOWL OF ICECREAM.. how bout you

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11070 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 05:26:34 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11070 I know you wont understand this Mindy. You are not dancing in the heart of your father anymore, he is gone, to a beautiful place of truth. A place he and his father has prepared you for. Your mind must go to your own heart, and there you will find him like a cheerleader saving a big bowl of ice cream just for you. He wants you to dance the rest of your breathing days with the beauty of life that he felt. He will be there with your last breath, as he was with your first one. He will be with you any moment heart heart needs to feel him. YOU CANT BE IN HIS HEART ANYMORE, but he will be in yours forever. He has that little smirky smile right now saying to your heart, "I love you baby, be happy". He loved the holidays and we will dance with him in our hearts with the spirit of his beauty. I love you baby, get outta your mind and into your heart, and we will dance with his bony ass till the break of dawn. Love Uncle Doug I know you wont understand this Mindy. You are not dancing in the heart of your father anymore, he is gone, to a beautiful place of truth. A place he and his father has prepared you for. Your mind must go to your own heart, and there you will find him like a cheerleader saving a big bowl of ice cream just for you.
He wants you to dance the rest of your breathing days with the beauty of life that he felt. He will be there with your last breath, as he was with your first one. He will be with you any moment heart heart needs to feel him. YOU CANT BE IN HIS HEART ANYMORE, but he will be in yours forever. He has that little smirky smile right now saying to your heart, “I love you baby, be happy”.
He loved the holidays and we will dance with him in our hearts with the spirit of his beauty.
I love you baby, get outta your mind and into your heart, and we will dance with his bony ass till the break of dawn.
Love Uncle Doug

]]> By: M@ http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11069 M@ Sun, 15 Nov 2009 05:00:36 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11069 Mindy, the process can be not only difficult but impossible at times. I think we are here for the experience. It's hard but God knows the limits of our abilities to handle pain and sadness and he has a good reason for every bad thing. Mindy, the process can be not only difficult but impossible at times. I think we are here for the experience. It’s hard but God knows the limits of our abilities to handle pain and sadness and he has a good reason for every bad thing.

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11068 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 04:48:32 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11068 My last thought, maybe my very last thought, will be on a down note, but its a truth I need to speak of. My last thought tonight will be on the HATE OF OUR LIVES. I haven't hated a lot, but what is a lot? What is too much, and more importantly is there any worthwhile value in any Hate? I have HATED myself mostly for some justified, or perceived shortcomings in my life. A SINGLE MOMENT IN TIME THAT I FELT I FAIL. I have Hated a grampa for the vile mind that I'm sure he suffered with, and I have Hated a grandma for her tolerance of him. Both of them are long gone now, and i have chosen to believe in a Christ of limitless love, a God of forgiveness, so with that wisdom how hypocritical would it be of me to forgive my own shortcomings, and not there's. I dont think i will ever understand the darkness of the mind of man, and i know im tierd of trying to. I feel I am lucky to have felt the light of Gods love before my last breath. Its a wisdom that the ones i hated now know, as do I. I believe my brother, my Christ, and my God, hold my Grampa Hazelbaker in arms of love, and i believe his vile mind was cleansed with his last breath. I am not going to dance a moment more, not one heartbeat more, with any more hate in my heart then I believe Jesus has for me, you, or the HATE OF YOUR LIFE. Feel the love, with a sweet surrender.. Love always My last thought, maybe my very last thought, will be on a down note, but its a truth I need to speak of.
My last thought tonight will be on the HATE OF OUR LIVES. I haven’t hated a lot, but what is a lot? What is too much, and more importantly is there any worthwhile value in any Hate?
I have HATED myself mostly for some justified, or perceived shortcomings in my life. A SINGLE MOMENT IN TIME THAT I FELT I FAIL. I have Hated a grampa for the vile mind that I’m sure he suffered with, and I have Hated a grandma for her tolerance of him.
Both of them are long gone now, and i have chosen to believe in a Christ of limitless love, a God of forgiveness, so with that wisdom how hypocritical would it be of me to forgive my own shortcomings, and not there’s.
I dont think i will ever understand the darkness of the mind of man, and i know im tierd of trying to. I feel I am lucky to have felt the light of Gods love before my last breath. Its a wisdom that the ones i hated now know, as do I.
I believe my brother, my Christ, and my God, hold my Grampa Hazelbaker in arms of love, and i believe his vile mind was cleansed with his last breath.
I am not going to dance a moment more, not one heartbeat more, with any more hate in my heart then I believe Jesus has for me, you, or the HATE OF YOUR LIFE.

Feel the love, with a sweet surrender..
Love always

]]> By: M@ http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11067 M@ Sun, 15 Nov 2009 04:42:11 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11067 I always miss where I have been. I always dread where I'm to go. Bliss is this, to just pretend - To make amends and let it go. I always miss where I have been. I always dread where I’m to go. Bliss is this, to just pretend - To make amends and let it go.

]]> By: Mindy http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11066 Mindy Sun, 15 Nov 2009 04:37:06 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11066 I seem to have lost my path a bit. I feel like I have lost a piece of me since Dad died. I don't know how to get it back, but I am desperate to find my way back. I almost feel as if Dad is with me at all times, but oh how I wish I could just kiss his cheek. Last night I swore my Dad was talking to me and it freaked me out so bad that I just forced myself to fall asleep. I wish I could just talk to him and hear his voice. The holidays are coming around and I am so mad that he isn't here to share it with us. When will that anger go away and why do I have to feel so mad? I guess I am angry at myself for not moving forward like the rest of the world. This process as perfect as it may be is extremely difficult. I seem to have lost my path a bit. I feel like I have lost a piece of me since Dad died. I don’t know how to get it back, but I am desperate to find my way back. I almost feel as if Dad is with me at all times, but oh how I wish I could just kiss his cheek. Last night I swore my Dad was talking to me and it freaked me out so bad that I just forced myself to fall asleep. I wish I could just talk to him and hear his voice. The holidays are coming around and I am so mad that he isn’t here to share it with us. When will that anger go away and why do I have to feel so mad? I guess I am angry at myself for not moving forward like the rest of the world. This process as perfect as it may be is extremely difficult.

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11065 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 03:00:07 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11065 The flutter of a million butterfly wings and the twinkle of a billion stars, are like a drop of rain in the ocean to the love in your next heartbeat. Love Doug The flutter of a million butterfly wings and the twinkle of a billion stars, are like a drop of rain in the ocean to the love in your next heartbeat.
Love Doug

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11064 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 02:54:22 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11064 MC SAYS: Its better to send a thousand invitations to mice's for supper, then to invite one coyote to a pray meeting. dam his bony ass Ya gotta love that Dam cat MC SAYS: Its better to send a thousand invitations to mice’s for supper, then to invite one coyote to a pray meeting.
dam his bony ass
Ya gotta love that Dam cat

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11063 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 02:35:23 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11063 This is such an incredible journey. As i walk my path sometimes i walk slow almost shuffling my feet with heavy legs, sometimes i dance to music that only i can hear, sometimes i skip with the rhythm of a perfect heartbeat of my Rootbeer, and sometimes I soar with the truth of my perfect star. Sometimes i hold the hand of my family, and feel the beauty of my mother and father, the trust of my brothers, the warmth of aunts, uncles, cousins,gramas, grampas. Sometimes i wrap my arms around the tender hearts of my my beautiful nieces and nephew, and i always walk with the love of my children, and the perfect beauty of a special woman, the love of my life. The hands i spoke of, that i hold on this journey, are not uncommon to me. They are the hands of the hearts I have lived for, survived for and would die for. My journey has walked me to places i didn't expect, and it has placed my hand in hands uncommon to me. It has placed my hand in the hand of a perfect star of forgiveness, it has cleansed my mind of the lies with the trust of a brothers spirit, and it has warmed my heart with the truth of a man that waited quietly for me to touch the hand of God, and feel the beauty in me. YOU TO CAN FEEL THE UNCOMMON HAND OF LOVE.. Its in your next shuffle, your next skip, your next dance, and always in your next heartbeat. Your journey began with your first heartbeat and the truth of it is in your next one. He is waiting quietly for you to take his hand and skip, dance, or shuffle with him into the light of peace, joy and a love of all eternity. A light you have deserved from your first breath. Anybody else wanta dance? Love Doug This is such an incredible journey. As i walk my path sometimes i walk slow almost shuffling my feet with heavy legs, sometimes i dance to music that only i can hear, sometimes i skip with the rhythm of a perfect heartbeat of my Rootbeer, and sometimes I soar with the truth of my perfect star. Sometimes i hold the hand of my family, and feel the beauty of my mother and father, the trust of my brothers, the warmth of aunts, uncles, cousins,gramas, grampas. Sometimes i wrap my arms around the tender hearts of my my beautiful nieces and nephew, and i always walk with the love of my children, and the perfect beauty of a special woman, the love of my life.
The hands i spoke of, that i hold on this journey, are not uncommon to me. They are the hands of the hearts I have lived for, survived for and would die for.
My journey has walked me to places i didn’t expect, and it has placed my hand in hands uncommon to me. It has placed my hand in the hand of a perfect star of forgiveness, it has cleansed my mind of the lies with the trust of a brothers spirit, and it has warmed my heart with the truth of a man that waited quietly for me to touch the hand of God, and feel the beauty in me.
YOU TO CAN FEEL THE UNCOMMON HAND OF LOVE..
Its in your next shuffle, your next skip, your next dance, and always in your next heartbeat.
Your journey began with your first heartbeat and the truth of it is in your next one. He is waiting quietly for you to take his hand and skip, dance, or shuffle with him into the light of peace, joy and a love of all eternity. A light you have deserved from your first breath.
Anybody else wanta dance?
Love Doug

]]> By: Doug http://boldgrace.com/2009/11/02/love-the-secret-day-by-uncle-doug/comment-page-2/#comment-11062 Doug Sun, 15 Nov 2009 01:06:58 +0000 http://boldgrace.com/?p=995#comment-11062 My last thought will be on the river of life. What the hell do you think Noah was thinkin when it started to raining? I mean come on can you imagine the turbulence of the water it would take to cover this earth. He musta felt like he was in the white water of the snake river. I believe our lives are kinda like that. We roll and tumble, we bob and weave in the turbulence of our lives, until we feel the peace and joy of our heart, and then we float in the calm waters of love. Hang on, the calm waters are just around the bend... love the ride Doug My last thought will be on the river of life. What the hell do you think Noah was thinkin when it started to raining? I mean come on can you imagine the turbulence of the water it would take to cover this earth. He musta felt like he was in the white water of the snake river.
I believe our lives are kinda like that. We roll and tumble, we bob and weave in the turbulence of our lives, until we feel the peace and joy of our heart, and then we float in the calm waters of love.
Hang on, the calm waters are just around the bend…
love the ride
Doug

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