There is an Entity

By Chris Bunton There is an Entity,that fights to keep me back. Everything I seek to do,gets put on hold, with no control. Over and over I try; and again the effort dies. My bills are always on time,but my blessings never arrive. Who makes everything wait?Who calls around behind my back? Bad news always findsContinue reading “There is an Entity”

Not My Job

By Chris Bunton You’ve heard the phrase. “That’s not my job.” You’ve also heard people complain about folks who say “It’s not my job” Well, let’s look at some truth here. Who is right? Is it right to refuse to do something because it’s not your job? or should you go ahead and do itContinue reading “Not My Job”

Healing Loneliness

By Chris Bunton I’m not a doctor or a psychologist. I’m just a guy who believes that God allows us to suffer through things so that we can help others through those same problems. I’ve had loneliness in my life. I got divorced in 2000 and basically lost everyone. I spent 20 years alone. IContinue reading “Healing Loneliness”

We Don’t Trust Them

By Chris Bunton We don’t trust them.Those giants who rule the Earth;those fallen ones who stole our dominion. We don’t trust them.Those royal descendants of “gods”;those of the divine blood line. Why should we trust them?They live in castles even today,while we still cower in caves. Why should we trust them?From days of old,we dieContinue reading “We Don’t Trust Them”

I Die Daily

By Chris Bunton There’s a verse in the Scriptures which says, “I die daily”. It is a small quote, within the context of a larger concept, but it’s a powerful tool for life improvement and spiritual growth. We often wake up in the middle of the night, or in the morning, full of anxiety. OurContinue reading “I Die Daily”

On The Beach

By Chris Bunton Sitting on the beach, watching the awesomeness of God. Waves crashing  Wind blowing Sun warming the white sands and my toes below.  Peaceful Joyful Happy, happy, happy Till she shows up, blasting music. She wants to invade, my world. Maybe I’ll toss her tunes into the sea. Maybe I missed the point.Continue reading “On The Beach”

The Clock Ticks

By Chris Bunton The Clock ticks,tick tick tick.Time drags on,and on and on. A million times a day, the same thing,The same dread and hate all dayEvery day. Disrespect, again and again.It’s my fault once again.Whether from your mouth,Or twisting in my head,Again. Another prayer to escape,another prayer for change,another prayer for peace,another prayer to forgive,justContinue reading “The Clock Ticks”

Am I an Addict?

By Chris Bunton Yes, you are. You might not be sleeping in alleyways with a needle in your arm or standing in line at the dispensary or buying the cheapest liquor you can find, but you are addicted to something.             Mcdonald’s fries, gambling, religion, Facebook, work, Netflix, sex, your hobby, chocolate, running,Continue reading “Am I an Addict?”

Cell Block Sounds

by Chris Bunton I was locked up in prison,on an aggravated charge.I had stabbed a man like me,another tough guy, just like me. I taught myself to whistle,a dozen well loved tunes.It soothed me, and brought joy;in a place where hate ruled the day. It was night, when we lock down,and I whistled out theContinue reading “Cell Block Sounds”

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