#husband โ Public Fediverse posts
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ใMulti SUBใ็ฉฟ่ถๆไฟฎไปๅฐ่ชชไธญๅฟ ๆญป็ๆกๆฏๅฅณ้ ๏ผๅฅนๆๅคๆญ้ไนไธ่ผช็็ธ๏ผ็ด้ขๅคฉๅธ็ตๆฎบๆฃๅฑ้ๅคฉๆนๅฏซๅคฉ้่ฆๅ๏ผ#็ญๅ#้่ฅฒ #ๅ่ฝ #ai https://www.vivizine.com/1271840/ ##CEO ##couples #AsianDrama #CDrama #ChineseDrama #ChunxiaTV #Cinderella #CloudTen #husband #KDrama #KoreanDrama #KoreanMovie #Lover #MaleFrequency #mistress #president #romance #ShortDrama #SmallVideo #TopChineseDrama #wife #ๅ จ้ #ๅ้ #ๅฅณ็ฅ #ๅฅณ้ข #ๅฆปๅญ #ๅนฝ้ป #ๅฟๅฃฐ #ๅฟ่ฒ #ๆป่ฃ #ๆๆ #ๆ็ฌ #ๆ นๆฌ็ดๅฟ #็ฐๅงๅจ #็ฑๆ #็ฝๅง #็ฝๆ #็่ก #็ฌ็ซ #็ๅง #็ๅฎ ๅง #็ๅฏต #็ญๅง #็ญๅงๅคฉ่ฑๆฟ #็ญๅๅ จ้ #็ฉฟ่ถ #็ฉฟ่ถๅง #่ๆ #่จๆ #่ฑช้จ #่ฟฝๅฆป็ซ่ฌๅบ #้ฝๅธ #้็ #้ธๅ #้ธๆป #้ธ็ธฝ #้ธ้ๆป่ฃ
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ใMulti SUBใ็ฉฟ่ถๆไฟฎไปๅฐ่ชชไธญๅฟ ๆญป็ๆกๆฏๅฅณ้ ๏ผๅฅนๆๅคๆญ้ไนไธ่ผช็็ธ๏ผ็ด้ขๅคฉๅธ็ตๆฎบๆฃๅฑ้ๅคฉๆนๅฏซๅคฉ้่ฆๅ๏ผ#็ญๅ#้่ฅฒ #ๅ่ฝ #ai https://www.vivizine.com/1271840/ ##CEO ##couples #AsianDrama #CDrama #ChineseDrama #ChunxiaTV #Cinderella #CloudTen #husband #KDrama #KoreanDrama #KoreanMovie #Lover #MaleFrequency #mistress #president #romance #ShortDrama #SmallVideo #TopChineseDrama #wife #ๅ จ้ #ๅ้ #ๅฅณ็ฅ #ๅฅณ้ข #ๅฆปๅญ #ๅนฝ้ป #ๅฟๅฃฐ #ๅฟ่ฒ #ๆป่ฃ #ๆๆ #ๆ็ฌ #ๆ นๆฌ็ดๅฟ #็ฐๅงๅจ #็ฑๆ #็ฝๅง #็ฝๆ #็่ก #็ฌ็ซ #็ๅง #็ๅฎ ๅง #็ๅฏต #็ญๅง #็ญๅงๅคฉ่ฑๆฟ #็ญๅๅ จ้ #็ฉฟ่ถ #็ฉฟ่ถๅง #่ๆ #่จๆ #่ฑช้จ #่ฟฝๅฆป็ซ่ฌๅบ #้ฝๅธ #้็ #้ธๅ #้ธๆป #้ธ็ธฝ #้ธ้ๆป่ฃ
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A quotation from Abigail Adams
I long to hear that you have declared an independancy โ and by the way in the new Code of Laws which I suppose it will be necessary for you to make I desire you would Remember the Ladies, and be more generous and favourable to them than your ancestors. Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of the Husbands. Remember all Men would be tyrants if they could. If perticuliar care and attention is not paid to the Laidies we are determined to foment a Rebelion, and will not hold ourselves bound by any Laws in which we have no voice, or Representation.
Abigail Adams (1744-1818) American correspondent, First Lady (1797-1801)
Letter (1776-03-31) to John AdamsMore about this quote: wist.info/adams-abigail/29421/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #abigailadams #absolutepower #battleofthesexes #discrimination #equalprotectionunderthelaw #equalrights #equality #gender #power #rights #sex #sexism #tyranny #womensrights #husband #wife #feminism
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#husband : a married man
- French: mari
- German: der Ehemann
- Italian: marito
- Portuguese: marido
- Spanish: marido
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Word of The Hour's Annual Survey @ https://wordofthehour.org/r/form
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Agony Aunt: โHusband brushes his teeth then drinks orange juiceโ ๐
It is true that some human males are just ill. For example, with todayโs example, a human male whom enjoys brushing his teeth and then drinking orange juice. What does one do with such a deranged specimen?
Well, good job weโre trained agony aunts and doctors then, isnโt it? Even though weโre neither, weโre arrogant and unstable enough to push on with our assessment, certain in our belief we can find some sort of answer.
When a Man Thinks Drinking Orange Juice Post-Tooth Brushing is OK
Dear agony aunt,
Iโm sobbing while I type this. Sobbing. My husband of 15 months has what he calls a new โhobbyโ and itโs drinking orange juice after heโs just brushed his teeth. We all know how DISGUSTING that sensation is, how it corrupts the taste of pure, healthy, delicious, and refreshing OJ. He says he likes it and now Iโm left questioning his sanity.
Not just his sanity, but mine as well. What the Hell did I marry into? His mother didnโt mention this to me. She didnโt say, โFrankie, your husband will develop this really weird problem thatโll destroy your lives, best of luck with that.โ She said nothing! Iโve rounded on her furiously about that, Iโve sent her a load of highly abusive text messages effing and blinding and offloading my rage. I feel a lot better about it, but now sheโs refusing to speak to me. Cow!
Anyway, my husband thinks thereโs nothing wrong with his illness.
Iโve pointed out that drinking orange juice after is REVOLTING and a really, really weird taste in your mouth. I have reiterated the REVOLTING point of view many, many times. One step I took was to do it myself (brush teeth, drink OJ) and I made a dramatic scene of clutching at my throat, rolling around on the floor, gurgling etc. My husband called me โimmatureโ and โhystericalโ. I got up and called him a lot of very mean swear words that maybe pushed the boundaries of polite society, but I felt they were worthwhile in that situation. But now my husband isnโt speaking to me and itโs been 48 hours.
He keeps drinking the OJ (after brushing his teeth, of course).
To spite me, he did a supermarket online food order JUST FOR HIMSELF and the order was something like 14 litres of orange juice, 12 tubes of toothpaste, and an electric toothbrush. He spent the weekend sitting on the sofa, watching the world cup, downing orange juice, brushing his teeth, and even my hysterical shrieking at him wouldnโt make him stop.
Thoughts on all of this? Iโm at a loss.
Kind regards,
Frankie
Frankโto be honest, this is one of the most bizarre agony aunt columns weโve ever had to deal with. Weโve been dealing with this insane crap from weirdos for 10 years now, but this truly takes the biscuit.
Butโฆ on duty of care as agony aunt obliges us to review you case. We note:
- Based on his diet, your husband has very little chance of getting scurvy
- He also wonโt be suffering from rotten teeth, given his excellent teeth brushing consistency
- Your obsession with his habit (โhobbyโ as he calls it) will destroy your marriage
- Oh hey, we just realised weโve been doing this agony aunt thing for 10 years! ๐ฅณ๐พ๐ฅ
Weโre happier about our 10th anniversary than anything else, so have decided to take the day off and not bother resolving your daft marital strife. All the best, Frank!
#AgonyAunt #dentalHygiene #Food #Humor #Husband #Lifestyle #Marriage #OrangeJuice #relationshipProblems #Relationships #Satire #satirical #Silly #Toothpaste -
Agony Aunt: โHusband brushes his teeth then drinks orange juiceโ ๐
It is true that some human males are just ill. For example, with todayโs example, a human male whom enjoys brushing his teeth and then drinking orange juice. What does one do with such a deranged specimen?
Well, good job weโre trained agony aunts and doctors then, isnโt it? Even though weโre neither, weโre arrogant and unstable enough to push on with our assessment, certain in our belief we can find some sort of answer.
When a Man Thinks Drinking Orange Juice Post-Tooth Brushing is OK
Dear agony aunt,
Iโm sobbing while I type this. Sobbing. My husband of 15 months has what he calls a new โhobbyโ and itโs drinking orange juice after heโs just brushed his teeth. We all know how DISGUSTING that sensation is, how it corrupts the taste of pure, healthy, delicious, and refreshing OJ. He says he likes it and now Iโm left questioning his sanity.
Not just his sanity, but mine as well. What the Hell did I marry into? His mother didnโt mention this to me. She didnโt say, โFrankie, your husband will develop this really weird problem thatโll destroy your lives, best of luck with that.โ She said nothing! Iโve rounded on her furiously about that, Iโve sent her a load of highly abusive text messages effing and blinding and offloading my rage. I feel a lot better about it, but now sheโs refusing to speak to me. Cow!
Anyway, my husband thinks thereโs nothing wrong with his illness.
Iโve pointed out that drinking orange juice after is REVOLTING and a really, really weird taste in your mouth. I have reiterated the REVOLTING point of view many, many times. One step I took was to do it myself (brush teeth, drink OJ) and I made a dramatic scene of clutching at my throat, rolling around on the floor, gurgling etc. My husband called me โimmatureโ and โhystericalโ. I got up and called him a lot of very mean swear words that maybe pushed the boundaries of polite society, but I felt they were worthwhile in that situation. But now my husband isnโt speaking to me and itโs been 48 hours.
He keeps drinking the OJ (after brushing his teeth, of course).
To spite me, he did a supermarket online food order JUST FOR HIMSELF and the order was something like 14 litres of orange juice, 12 tubes of toothpaste, and an electric toothbrush. He spent the weekend sitting on the sofa, watching the world cup, downing orange juice, brushing his teeth, and even my hysterical shrieking at him wouldnโt make him stop.
Thoughts on all of this? Iโm at a loss.
Kind regards,
Frankie
Frankโto be honest, this is one of the most bizarre agony aunt columns weโve ever had to deal with. Weโve been dealing with this insane crap from weirdos for 10 years now, but this truly takes the biscuit.
Butโฆ on duty of care as agony aunt obliges us to review you case. We note:
- Based on his diet, your husband has very little chance of getting scurvy
- He also wonโt be suffering from rotten teeth, given his excellent teeth brushing consistency
- Your obsession with his habit (โhobbyโ as he calls it) will destroy your marriage
- Oh hey, we just realised weโve been doing this agony aunt thing for 10 years! ๐ฅณ๐พ๐ฅ
Weโre happier about our 10th anniversary than anything else, so have decided to take the day off and not bother resolving your daft marital strife. All the best, Frank!
#AgonyAunt #dentalHygiene #Food #Humor #Husband #Lifestyle #Marriage #OrangeJuice #relationshipProblems #Relationships #Satire #satirical #Silly #Toothpaste -
Nigerian children suffer due to Iran warโs effects
SOKOTO, Nigeria โ Maryam Aminu was hardly surprised when the last of her six children was diagnosed with malnutrition inโฆ
#NewsBeep #News #BreakingNews #breakingnews #child #effect #family #february #food #husband #Iran #iranwar #malnutrition #maryamaminu #MiddleEast #northernNigeria #retailprice #sokotostate #World #year
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Good #morning to readers; #kyiv remains in #ukrainian hands.
Natalia works as an #car #mechanic a male-dominated field she would likely have never chosen on her own.
However, when her #husband left for #war Natalia, like many #ukrainian women, had to step up.
https://www.counteroffensive.news/p/how-conscription-pushes-women-into
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Good #morning to readers; #kyiv remains in #ukrainian hands.
Natalia works as an #car #mechanic a male-dominated field she would likely have never chosen on her own.
However, when her #husband left for #war Natalia, like many #ukrainian women, had to step up.
https://www.counteroffensive.news/p/how-conscription-pushes-women-into
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Police said the post-mortem examination of the body was conducted on July 9.
#Strangled #Death #Husband #PoliceCase #MastIndia #MastodonIndians #India @mastodonindians
https://www.ndtv.com/india-news/woman-strangled-to-death-by-husband-in-up-police-case-filed-11773935#publisher=newsstand -
A quotation from Robert Louis Stevenson
Marriage is one long conversation, chequered by disputes.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850โ1894) Scottish essayist, novelist, poet
Essay (1882-08), โTalk and Talkers (A Sequel),โ Cornhill Magazine, Vol. 46More about this quote: wist.info/stevenson-robert-louโฆ
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #robertlouisstevenson #relationship #argument #talking #communication #coexistence #conversation #disagreement #discussion #dispute #engagement #husband #marriage #partnership #spouse #wife
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Taylor Swift, Travis Kelce will celebrate wedding Friday https://www.rawchili.com/nfl/934473/ #BreakingNews #Chiefs #engagment #Football #husband #KansasCity #KansasCityChiefs #KansasCity #KansasCityChiefs #MadisonSquareGarden #NewYorkCity #NewsbreakApp #NFL #PopStar #Singer #superstar #TaylorSwift #TightEnd #TravisKelce #wedding #WhenAreTravisAndTaylorGettingMarried #WhenIsTheTaylorSwiftWedding #wife
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Lukas Walton, wife buy piece of Bulls https://www.rawchili.com/nba/775532/ #ArvestBank #Basketball #Bulls #Chicago #ChicagoBulls #ChicagoBulls #daughter #EcommerceCeo #husband #LukasWalton #MinorityInterest #NBA #part #SportTeam #stake #StanKroenke #UnitedCenter #Walmart #WalmartFounderSamWalton #wife
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็พไปฃ็ฅ้ซ็ฉฟๆ่ฑ็กๅฐๅฅณ๏ผ็จ้ๅคฉ้ซ่ก้้ฉๅคไปฃ๏ผๆฒปๅฅฝๅท้ขๆฐ็ฅ็ๆฏๅฎน่ๆฎ็พๅพ๏ผๅฅนๆๆๅฑ่กๆณ่ตฐไบบ๏ผๅป่ขซ็ๆนไธๅญๆญปๆญปๆๅจ็ไธ๏ผๆฒปๅฅฝๆ็ๅฟ๏ผๅฆณ้ๆณ้ๅฐๅชๅป๏ผ#AI #็ญๅ #ai็ไบบๅ https://www.vivizine.com/1246551/ ##CEO ##couples #AsianDrama #CDrama #ChineseDrama #Cinderella #CloudTen #husband #KDrama #KoreanDrama #KoreanMovie #Lover #MaleFrequency #mistress #president #romance #ShortDrama #SmallVideo #TopChineseDrama #wife #ๅถๅๅง #ๅ จ้ #ๅ้ #ๅฅณ็ฅ #ๅฅณ้ข #ๅฆปๅญ #ๅนฝ้ป #ๅฟๅฃฐ #ๅฟ่ฒ #ๆป่ฃ #ๆๆ #ๆ็ฌ #ๆ็ซๅงๅบ #ๆฟฑๅฑๅ ๅธ #็ฐๅงๅจ #็ฑๆ #็ฝๅง #็ฝๆ #็่ก #็ฌ็ซ #็ๅง #็ๅฎ ๅง #็ๅฏต #็ท้ข #็ญๅง #็ญๅงๅคฉ่ฑๆฟ #็ญๅๅ จ้ #็ฉฟ่ถ #็ฉฟ่ถๅง #่ๆ #่จๆ #่ฑช้จ #่ฟฝๅฆป็ซ่ฌๅบ #้ฝๅธ #้็ #้ธๅ #้ธๆป #้ธ็ธฝ #้ธ้ๆป่ฃ
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็พไปฃ็ฅ้ซ็ฉฟๆ่ฑ็กๅฐๅฅณ๏ผ็จ้ๅคฉ้ซ่ก้้ฉๅคไปฃ๏ผๆฒปๅฅฝๅท้ขๆฐ็ฅ็ๆฏๅฎน่ๆฎ็พๅพ๏ผๅฅนๆๆๅฑ่กๆณ่ตฐไบบ๏ผๅป่ขซ็ๆนไธๅญๆญปๆญปๆๅจ็ไธ๏ผๆฒปๅฅฝๆ็ๅฟ๏ผๅฆณ้ๆณ้ๅฐๅชๅป๏ผ#AI #็ญๅ #ai็ไบบๅ https://www.vivizine.com/1246551/ ##CEO ##couples #AsianDrama #CDrama #ChineseDrama #Cinderella #CloudTen #husband #KDrama #KoreanDrama #KoreanMovie #Lover #MaleFrequency #mistress #president #romance #ShortDrama #SmallVideo #TopChineseDrama #wife #ๅถๅๅง #ๅ จ้ #ๅ้ #ๅฅณ็ฅ #ๅฅณ้ข #ๅฆปๅญ #ๅนฝ้ป #ๅฟๅฃฐ #ๅฟ่ฒ #ๆป่ฃ #ๆๆ #ๆ็ฌ #ๆ็ซๅงๅบ #ๆฟฑๅฑๅ ๅธ #็ฐๅงๅจ #็ฑๆ #็ฝๅง #็ฝๆ #็่ก #็ฌ็ซ #็ๅง #็ๅฎ ๅง #็ๅฏต #็ท้ข #็ญๅง #็ญๅงๅคฉ่ฑๆฟ #็ญๅๅ จ้ #็ฉฟ่ถ #็ฉฟ่ถๅง #่ๆ #่จๆ #่ฑช้จ #่ฟฝๅฆป็ซ่ฌๅบ #้ฝๅธ #้็ #้ธๅ #้ธๆป #้ธ็ธฝ #้ธ้ๆป่ฃ
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https://www.tkhunt.com/2413317/ ๆไบบใจใฎๅฉ็ดๅผใง้ขๅฉๅฎฃ่จ๏ผ่ฒก้ฅไปคๅฌขใซๆปใฃใๅฝผๅฅณใๅๅคซใฏๆณฃใใฆๅผใๆญขใใ๏ผ #AsianShortDramas #CEO #ChineseShortDramas #FemaleOriented #FilmAndTelevision #husband #Infidelity #MaleOriented #marriage #Mistress #NEWS #PoorBoy #Rebirth #retribution #REVENGE #reversal #romance #SatisfyingStories #ShortDramas #TimeTravel #TVSeries #WhiteMoonlight #wife #้ขๅฉๅฎฃ่จ
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https://www.tkhunt.com/2413317/ ๆไบบใจใฎๅฉ็ดๅผใง้ขๅฉๅฎฃ่จ๏ผ่ฒก้ฅไปคๅฌขใซๆปใฃใๅฝผๅฅณใๅๅคซใฏๆณฃใใฆๅผใๆญขใใ๏ผ #AsianShortDramas #CEO #ChineseShortDramas #FemaleOriented #FilmAndTelevision #husband #Infidelity #MaleOriented #marriage #Mistress #NEWS #PoorBoy #Rebirth #retribution #REVENGE #reversal #romance #SatisfyingStories #ShortDramas #TimeTravel #TVSeries #WhiteMoonlight #wife #้ขๅฉๅฎฃ่จ
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Greeting Husband and Friends after the final matinee performance of "MUFFED," the story of Farmington, Maine's festival honoring the inventor of the earmuff. The Playhouse at McConnellstown. #earmuff #earmuffs #muffed #farmington #farmingtonmaine #universityofmaine #chestergreenwood #chestergreenwoodday #chestergreenwoodfestival #husband #friend #friends #playhouse #theater #theatre #communitytheater #communitytheatre #acting #actor #actors #summer #summertime #summerfun #summerevent #summer
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Greeting Husband and Friends after the final matinee performance of "MUFFED," the story of Farmington, Maine's festival honoring the inventor of the earmuff. The Playhouse at McConnellstown. #earmuff #earmuffs #muffed #farmington #farmingtonmaine #universityofmaine #chestergreenwood #chestergreenwoodday #chestergreenwoodfestival #husband #friend #friends #playhouse #theater #theatre #communitytheater #communitytheatre #acting #actor #actors #summer #summertime #summerfun #summerevent #summer
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Father's Day hike with my #bestie and #husband. The view was spectacular, as was the company โค๏ธ #GambrillStatePark #FrederickMD
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Good #morning to #readers; #Kyiv remains in #Ukrainian hands.
Lyudmila's #husband was killed in #battle a month before their #daughter was born.
Now she's #pregnant with his second #child after a year-long #court battle to use his frozen sperm.
https://www.counteroffensive.news/p/fallen-soldier-becomes-father-via
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Good #morning to #readers; #Kyiv remains in #Ukrainian hands.
Lyudmila's #husband was killed in #battle a month before their #daughter was born.
Now she's #pregnant with his second #child after a year-long #court battle to use his frozen sperm.
https://www.counteroffensive.news/p/fallen-soldier-becomes-father-via
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Visual Art Interpretation โ My Hopes and Dreams for the Next Year
This feels less like a list of resolutions than a marquee-map of my identity and desire: a radiant, hand-made 2027 filled not so much with tasks to accomplish as with the people, callings, loves, and practices that make my life feel alive.
The bright red border and repeated golden lights give it the appearance of a theater sign, a carnival ride, or an illuminated road. It seems to announce the year joyfully: Here is what I hope will shine. But inside that celebratory outline, the words do not sit neatly in straight lines. They curve, turn, reverse, overlap, and require the eye to travel. That seems important. My hopes are not separate boxes. Pastor, husband, author, musician, PeaceGrooves creator, friend, artist, woodworker, child of Godโall of these identities wind through and around one another.
The words I placed inside the yearโSing, Play, Memories, God, Laugh, Journey, Pastor, Author, Husband, PeaceGrooves, Friends, Art, Church, Love, Woodcraftโare striking to me because so many of them are relational or creative. Even the roles are not primarily about achievement. Author is near Husband. Pastor winds along the same road as Journey. PeaceGrooves circles alongside Friends, Church, Love, and creativity. I did not imagine the coming year as productivity alone. I imagined it as belonging, expression, vocation, joy, and connection.
The Word I Did Not Write
After finishing the piece, I realized that I did not write health or healing anywhere inside it. Those things matter deeply to me, especially in light of some of the physical concerns and uncertainties I have been carrying. And yet, perhaps their absence does not mean they were forgotten. Perhaps I instinctively wrote the life I hope healing will allow me to continue inhabiting.
I did not write healing, but I wrote Sing-Play: the hope that my body and spirit can still release themselves into music.
I wrote Laugh: the hope for lightness, delight, and joy.
I wrote Journey: the hope that I can continue moving forward.
I wrote Husband and Friends: the hope of remaining present in love and relationship rather than retreating into worry or isolation.
I wrote Pastor and Church: the hope that I can continue serving meaningfully among people.
I wrote Art, Author, Woodcraft, and PeaceGrooves: the hope that creativity will continue flowing through me rather than being swallowed up by discouragement, exhaustion, or fear.
Perhaps healing is everywhere in this drawing without having been named. It is hidden beneath almost every word: Let me be well enough, free enough, encouraged enough, and alive enough to keep inhabiting these loves.
But perhaps the omission also tells me something tender and difficult about myself. When I think about the future, I often think first about what I can give, create, serve, love, and build. I may not always think first about what I need. This picture invites me to remember that somewhere in the glowing year ahead, there must also be room for my own care. I am not only the husband, pastor, artist, author, musician, friend, and creator. I am also a person who needs healing, rest, gentleness, and grace.
The Smear Between Author and Husband
One of the small accidents in the piece occurred in the space between Author and Husband. Water smeared the color there, and I had to cover it as best I could. I was mostly able to hide the mistake, though I know it happened. I know that beneath the finished surface there is a place where the colors once ran together in a way I did not intend.
That accidental smear now feels strangely meaningful. Author and Husband are two of my most intimate identities: the part of me that creates worlds and gives language to inner experience, and the part of me that shares an actual life in love and covenant with another person. Perhaps those two identities were never meant to be sharply separated. My writing rises from my lived relationships, from tenderness, memory, fear, faith, longing, disappointment, and love. And my creative life inevitably spills into the life I share with my wife.
The water touched the border between those words, and I tried to repair it. That is not a failure of the picture. It may be one of the most honest parts of it. Life does not remain perfectly inside the lines. The roles I care most about do not remain untouched by mess, vulnerability, or accident. Sometimes the colors run together. Sometimes I try to cover what went wrong. Sometimes a trace remains, visible mostly to me.
Yet I did not throw the picture away. I continued working on it. I allowed the imperfection to become part of the finished whole.
Perhaps that is an image of grace. A life of grace is not a life where nothing ever gets smeared. It is a life in which even the smeared places can be incorporated into the beauty.
Church: Almost Illegible
I also noticed that Church almost looks like โChurgh.โ It is there, but it is not the clearest or most immediately readable word. That, too, feels symbolic.
Church is deeply present in my hopes for the coming year. It is part of who I am, part of my calling, part of my relationship with God and with community. But church is not always simple or perfectly clear. It can be difficult to read. It can be beautiful and messy, life-giving and exhausting, sacred and profoundly human all at once.
In this picture, church does not appear by itself in a clean, isolated space. It is crowded into a circling path alongside other words: Love, Friends, Art, perhaps even the movements of creativity and ministry surrounding it. That seems truthful. For me, church is not separate from love, friendship, art, imagination, service, or reconciliation. It is entangled with them.
The fact that the word is only almost clear may express something I feel: church is something I continue to believe in and belong to, while also still trying to see clearly. It is present. It matters. It is part of the year I hope to live. But it is not polished or uncomplicated.
Perhaps that is what makes it real.
The Shape of the Year
The large number itself is not simply filled in. It becomes a winding course. The words curve around turns and corners; some appear upright from one angle and upside down from another. To read the whole image, I almost have to rotate it, follow it, and let my eyes travel through it.
That feels like an honest representation of the year ahead. I do not know exactly how it will unfold. My hopes do not form a straight road or a neatly numbered plan. They form a brightly lit labyrinth. Something that appears upside down from one position may look different once I travel farther along the curve. Something that seems peripheral now may become central. Something disappointing may redirect me toward an unexpected opening.
This drawing does not say, Here is my plan to master the next year.
It says, Here is the glowing path I hope to inhabit.
That is truer to my life. Music feeds ministry. Woodcraft feeds contemplation. Writing feeds faith. PeaceGrooves gathers together my imagination, my longing for peace, my love of play, and my desire to offer something meaningful to others. Marriage and friendship keep my creative life from becoming merely solitary. Church places my personal dreams within a larger body. God is not outside all these things, looking down upon them from a distance, but present among them.
My life is not a ladder climbing toward a single success. It is a winding, illuminated journey through many loves.
The Lights Around the Border
The repeated yellow bulbs around the border give the piece a vintage, celebratory feeling. They make the year look like something being announced: a show beginning, a stage opening, a bright invitation to enter.
There is something almost exuberant about it. I did not draw a quiet little calendar page or a restrained list of intentions. I drew the year as a spectacle of hope. These dreams are not small to me. They are worthy of light. Music, laughter, love, friendship, art, faith, craft, writing, church, PeaceGroovesโthese are not hobbies or decorative extras around the edge of life. They are among the things that make life worth living.
And yet the lights are not machine-perfect. They are hand-drawn. Each one is slightly different. Some are rounder, some rougher, some more irregular. That matters too. The brightness of this coming year is not a slick commercial promise that everything will be perfect. It is the brightness I have carefully drawn around my hopes with my own imperfect hand.
Most moving of all, the lights continue around the bends. They do not shine only along the smooth or impressive stretches. They follow the narrow turns, the dips, the places where the shape curls inward. The light does not abandon the complicated places.
What This Picture Says to Me
This is a picture of my hope not merely to survive another year, but to remain fully myself within it.
I want to sing and play.
I want to laugh.
I want to remember.
I want to journey.
I want to love and be loved.
I want to remain a husband, a pastor, an author, an artist, a craftsman, a musician, a friend, and a dreamer.
I want PeaceGrooves not merely to exist as a project, but to become an expression of something deep within me: my longing to imagine, create, and make peace.
I want God not as an abstract religious idea floating somewhere outside my life, but as a living presence woven among music, love, creativity, friendship, church, memory, laughter, and journey.
And perhaps beneath the entire picture is the word I did not write: wholeness.
Wholeness includes health. It includes healing. But it is larger than both. It is the hope that all these different names for myself will not compete with one another, break apart, or fade away, but somehow curve together into a single radiant life.
The smear between Author and Husband, the almost-illegible Church, the reversed words, the crowded pathways, the uneven bulbs, and the wandering design do not lessen the picture. They make it more truthful.
My hopes for the next year are not cleanly arranged or perfectly protected from mistakes. They are handmade. They are entangled. They are vulnerable. They are colorful. They are imperfect.
And they are still shining.
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Visual Art Interpretation โ My Hopes and Dreams for the Next Year
This feels less like a list of resolutions than a marquee-map of my identity and desire: a radiant, hand-made 2027 filled not so much with tasks to accomplish as with the people, callings, loves, and practices that make my life feel alive.
The bright red border and repeated golden lights give it the appearance of a theater sign, a carnival ride, or an illuminated road. It seems to announce the year joyfully: Here is what I hope will shine. But inside that celebratory outline, the words do not sit neatly in straight lines. They curve, turn, reverse, overlap, and require the eye to travel. That seems important. My hopes are not separate boxes. Pastor, husband, author, musician, PeaceGrooves creator, friend, artist, woodworker, child of Godโall of these identities wind through and around one another.
The words I placed inside the yearโSing, Play, Memories, God, Laugh, Journey, Pastor, Author, Husband, PeaceGrooves, Friends, Art, Church, Love, Woodcraftโare striking to me because so many of them are relational or creative. Even the roles are not primarily about achievement. Author is near Husband. Pastor winds along the same road as Journey. PeaceGrooves circles alongside Friends, Church, Love, and creativity. I did not imagine the coming year as productivity alone. I imagined it as belonging, expression, vocation, joy, and connection.
The Word I Did Not Write
After finishing the piece, I realized that I did not write health or healing anywhere inside it. Those things matter deeply to me, especially in light of some of the physical concerns and uncertainties I have been carrying. And yet, perhaps their absence does not mean they were forgotten. Perhaps I instinctively wrote the life I hope healing will allow me to continue inhabiting.
I did not write healing, but I wrote Sing-Play: the hope that my body and spirit can still release themselves into music.
I wrote Laugh: the hope for lightness, delight, and joy.
I wrote Journey: the hope that I can continue moving forward.
I wrote Husband and Friends: the hope of remaining present in love and relationship rather than retreating into worry or isolation.
I wrote Pastor and Church: the hope that I can continue serving meaningfully among people.
I wrote Art, Author, Woodcraft, and PeaceGrooves: the hope that creativity will continue flowing through me rather than being swallowed up by discouragement, exhaustion, or fear.
Perhaps healing is everywhere in this drawing without having been named. It is hidden beneath almost every word: Let me be well enough, free enough, encouraged enough, and alive enough to keep inhabiting these loves.
But perhaps the omission also tells me something tender and difficult about myself. When I think about the future, I often think first about what I can give, create, serve, love, and build. I may not always think first about what I need. This picture invites me to remember that somewhere in the glowing year ahead, there must also be room for my own care. I am not only the husband, pastor, artist, author, musician, friend, and creator. I am also a person who needs healing, rest, gentleness, and grace.
The Smear Between Author and Husband
One of the small accidents in the piece occurred in the space between Author and Husband. Water smeared the color there, and I had to cover it as best I could. I was mostly able to hide the mistake, though I know it happened. I know that beneath the finished surface there is a place where the colors once ran together in a way I did not intend.
That accidental smear now feels strangely meaningful. Author and Husband are two of my most intimate identities: the part of me that creates worlds and gives language to inner experience, and the part of me that shares an actual life in love and covenant with another person. Perhaps those two identities were never meant to be sharply separated. My writing rises from my lived relationships, from tenderness, memory, fear, faith, longing, disappointment, and love. And my creative life inevitably spills into the life I share with my wife.
The water touched the border between those words, and I tried to repair it. That is not a failure of the picture. It may be one of the most honest parts of it. Life does not remain perfectly inside the lines. The roles I care most about do not remain untouched by mess, vulnerability, or accident. Sometimes the colors run together. Sometimes I try to cover what went wrong. Sometimes a trace remains, visible mostly to me.
Yet I did not throw the picture away. I continued working on it. I allowed the imperfection to become part of the finished whole.
Perhaps that is an image of grace. A life of grace is not a life where nothing ever gets smeared. It is a life in which even the smeared places can be incorporated into the beauty.
Church: Almost Illegible
I also noticed that Church almost looks like โChurgh.โ It is there, but it is not the clearest or most immediately readable word. That, too, feels symbolic.
Church is deeply present in my hopes for the coming year. It is part of who I am, part of my calling, part of my relationship with God and with community. But church is not always simple or perfectly clear. It can be difficult to read. It can be beautiful and messy, life-giving and exhausting, sacred and profoundly human all at once.
In this picture, church does not appear by itself in a clean, isolated space. It is crowded into a circling path alongside other words: Love, Friends, Art, perhaps even the movements of creativity and ministry surrounding it. That seems truthful. For me, church is not separate from love, friendship, art, imagination, service, or reconciliation. It is entangled with them.
The fact that the word is only almost clear may express something I feel: church is something I continue to believe in and belong to, while also still trying to see clearly. It is present. It matters. It is part of the year I hope to live. But it is not polished or uncomplicated.
Perhaps that is what makes it real.
The Shape of the Year
The large number itself is not simply filled in. It becomes a winding course. The words curve around turns and corners; some appear upright from one angle and upside down from another. To read the whole image, I almost have to rotate it, follow it, and let my eyes travel through it.
That feels like an honest representation of the year ahead. I do not know exactly how it will unfold. My hopes do not form a straight road or a neatly numbered plan. They form a brightly lit labyrinth. Something that appears upside down from one position may look different once I travel farther along the curve. Something that seems peripheral now may become central. Something disappointing may redirect me toward an unexpected opening.
This drawing does not say, Here is my plan to master the next year.
It says, Here is the glowing path I hope to inhabit.
That is truer to my life. Music feeds ministry. Woodcraft feeds contemplation. Writing feeds faith. PeaceGrooves gathers together my imagination, my longing for peace, my love of play, and my desire to offer something meaningful to others. Marriage and friendship keep my creative life from becoming merely solitary. Church places my personal dreams within a larger body. God is not outside all these things, looking down upon them from a distance, but present among them.
My life is not a ladder climbing toward a single success. It is a winding, illuminated journey through many loves.
The Lights Around the Border
The repeated yellow bulbs around the border give the piece a vintage, celebratory feeling. They make the year look like something being announced: a show beginning, a stage opening, a bright invitation to enter.
There is something almost exuberant about it. I did not draw a quiet little calendar page or a restrained list of intentions. I drew the year as a spectacle of hope. These dreams are not small to me. They are worthy of light. Music, laughter, love, friendship, art, faith, craft, writing, church, PeaceGroovesโthese are not hobbies or decorative extras around the edge of life. They are among the things that make life worth living.
And yet the lights are not machine-perfect. They are hand-drawn. Each one is slightly different. Some are rounder, some rougher, some more irregular. That matters too. The brightness of this coming year is not a slick commercial promise that everything will be perfect. It is the brightness I have carefully drawn around my hopes with my own imperfect hand.
Most moving of all, the lights continue around the bends. They do not shine only along the smooth or impressive stretches. They follow the narrow turns, the dips, the places where the shape curls inward. The light does not abandon the complicated places.
What This Picture Says to Me
This is a picture of my hope not merely to survive another year, but to remain fully myself within it.
I want to sing and play.
I want to laugh.
I want to remember.
I want to journey.
I want to love and be loved.
I want to remain a husband, a pastor, an author, an artist, a craftsman, a musician, a friend, and a dreamer.
I want PeaceGrooves not merely to exist as a project, but to become an expression of something deep within me: my longing to imagine, create, and make peace.
I want God not as an abstract religious idea floating somewhere outside my life, but as a living presence woven among music, love, creativity, friendship, church, memory, laughter, and journey.
And perhaps beneath the entire picture is the word I did not write: wholeness.
Wholeness includes health. It includes healing. But it is larger than both. It is the hope that all these different names for myself will not compete with one another, break apart, or fade away, but somehow curve together into a single radiant life.
The smear between Author and Husband, the almost-illegible Church, the reversed words, the crowded pathways, the uneven bulbs, and the wandering design do not lessen the picture. They make it more truthful.
My hopes for the next year are not cleanly arranged or perfectly protected from mistakes. They are handmade. They are entangled. They are vulnerable. They are colorful. They are imperfect.
And they are still shining.
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