Psalm 37:5

Commit your way to the Lord; Trust in him and he will bring it to pass.

We are back at it! Life has been crazy busy, but a good, crazy busy. Currently, I have three blogs I am working on so I've decided that I will pick one a week and attack it. If you're lucky, you'll get two.

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WHERE MY BIBLE THUMPERS AT?! Too much? Are we coming in too hot? Eh, figures. We've got some making up to do, so buckle up, buttercup. Today, we are going over Psalm 37:5. It says

"Commit your way to the Lord; Trust in him and he will bring it to pass."

I chose this psalm because it centers me when I'm about to lose my shit. Seriously. Now I'd be lying if I said I knew exactly what Psalm this was before writing this, and honestly, I'll forget the numbers by the end of the week. Sue me. I don't get paid to remember this stuff and my head is a void of cluster fuck. However.

It's the essence.

That's the beautiful thing about these Proverbs and Psalms, you don't have to remember them to a T. Do you get bonus points in heaven if you do? Idk, I haven't been there, but for those that do memorize everything, you bible nerds, I hope you do. Get bonus points.

Psalm 37:5 The Meaning Hits Home

Edgy Cross Picture. So Edgy. So Cool.

Now, it's no secret the devil is alive, and he's a mother fucker. When you are out being the best version of yourself you can be, he's going to throw a haymaker. Some times he'll hit you so hard you begin to question shit. In those times, we have to remember. Psalm 37:5, and if you can't, like me, remember the exact psalm number. Remember that God hasn't given up on you. He's trained you for everything you're going through and going to go through. I can't tell you how many times in the past 6 months I thought, "Wow, two years ago I wouldn't have been able to handle this." The difference in that time is the commitment I've had to God, my family, and myself. I've learned that the more I commit to God, the more good things happen in my life. My anxieties, which are terrible, your boy has BPD-infused anxiety attacks of madness. They diminish when I pray. I can hear my buddy Scott Donihoo saying "WHAT AN IDIOT!" and then doing his evil atheist laugh, but that's okay, I still love him.

Seriously, though, times when I stress myself out, I stop and grasp myself and remember God has a plan. I can't lose good character because I can't see the plan right now fully. So I regain composure, and remind myself to follow his lead, and he always shows me why things happened the way they did. Commit to him and he will get you through it.

I trust in him, try my best to live by his word, and he always provides.

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I always like to tell a true story before wrapping things up. Recently, I lost a buddy of mine. Well, all of Westside Fort Worth did. Matty B was a damn good man but the reality is he drank himself to death and I'm not sure he would have had it any other way. Everyone was fucked up over it and really, a lot of people still are, Westside won't ever be the same. There are a lot of great people on the Westside, but Ty, Matty B, Bojan, & Lee are four of my favorites. Matty B, Ty, and Lee were huge Misfit fans. One time, years ago, they all came to Homeplate wearing Misfit shirts, completely unplanned. It was hilarious. Well, two weeks ago, every bar in Westside was doing a celebration of life for Matty B, and I was swamped with work. I didn't make it and I felt like shit for it. My buddy Ty also had a show that weekend, and I missed that too. I still feel bad for missing that one.

Ty Fucking Winkle

Well, fast forward a week, and again I'm swamped with work, but I knew I needed to see Ty. I love that dude, and I just knew we needed to see each other. I finished a content shoot out in Grapevine and was going to drive to Westside Fort Worth to see him, but I was exhausted. Mind you, this was a shoot AFTER an 8-hour work day. I called and told him I was coming, but halfway through the drive, I thought I was going to cave.

Then God told me to get my ass out there.

Now, this might come off as a surprise to some of you, but I really don't listen to the Misfits. But on that drive, right when I told my schmookin' hot girlfriend Lisa I was tired and we were going to go home, Dig up her bones came on by the mother fucking Misfits. I knew I had to go.

We ended up going and having one of the best nights we've had in a very long time, and I am very thankful for that.

I'm a firm believer that God will send you messages and let you know where you should be in life. I'm also a firm believer that we're fucking dumb-dumbs sometimes and completely miss it. One thing you can always count on, though, if you live your best life through God, work hard, worship hard, and never forget that he is on your side, he's got you. If you do those things, you will never have to worry about the bullshit that is currently keeping you down right now.

Good Night!🤘