Author: ScottM

• Who am I

  His blood is my testimony.
  For what He is calling me.
  Thank you Father for what you’ve done.
  Thank you Father for sending your son.

  Split the skies and come.
  Your kingdom come.
  Ransom paid Thank the Lord.
  The price I can’t afford.

  Weight of world is not mine.
  Compassion, love and kind.
  Peace and calm of the water.
  In your ways there is no better.

  Who am I that you save,
  Who am I that you gave,
  Who am I to follow Jesus,
  Who am I to love as He has?

  Who am I that he showed up
  Again and again?
  Foulness removal is Godly.
  Ears to hear are most Holy.

  Muzzle the mouth of the enemy.
  The table is set and cup I see.
  Presence of God goes before,
  Into my spirit He pours.

  Who am I that You keep me on Your mind?
  Overcomer believes.

  He says “overcomes the world.”
  He says I am not alone.
  I am a royal priesthood.
  He called me out of darkness.

  Loose provision,
  Loose the love.
  You are worthy, the King.
  You are above all things.

  Cannot deny His fire,
  Led out of the mire.
  Cannot deny His glory,
  Led by the Spirit in me.

  Revival, answer the holy call.
  Love and peace pour out to all.
  Open eyes for the move of God.
  Holy Spirit release the trust.

  He chases me down,
  Sees that I’m found.
  He comes at me with life,
  He speaks through my wife.

  Power fall,
  No one too small.
  Renewal in the heart, He is mighty.
  Child of God, reborn to eternity.

  Higher levels of glory. This day.

  I’m not the only one.
  For the world has been overcome.
  For Jesus, I’m undone.
  Death couldn’t hold Him.

  (by ScottM while at church 8/2/2026)

  Psalm‬ ‭50‬:‭23‬
  The one who offers thanksgiving as his sacrifice glorifies me; to one who orders his way rightly (the blameless) I will show the salvation of God!

  Psalm‬ ‭91‬:‭16
  With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.

  Proverbs‬ ‭25‬:‭21‬-‭22
  If your enemy is hungry, give him bread to eat, and if he is thirsty, give him water to drink, for you will heap burning coals on his head, and the Lord will reward you.

  August 8, 2026

  poetry

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• Intention of Heart

  7/22/26
  Walk with me, Lord.
  Truly, the word you’ve said
  Lays on my heart
  With ears to hear.

  Call on you
  Jesus, be my friend.

  Grant me ears
  Burn my fears
  Fill my spirit
  Let me hear it.

  Pray and love
  Pour from above
  Exalt your name
  Never the same.

  August 4, 2026

  poetry

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• Al Bladez Words

  I wanted to slow things down for a minute and really focus on the details that bring the transformation together. Right here, I’m going back through (with the weed eater) hitting all the spots that were missed the first time around and honestly life is kind of the same way. Sometimes it’s not a big mistake that holds us back. It’s small things we ignore, the habits we skip, the corners we don’t clean up. But the good news is, you could always go back and tighten things up. Progress isn’t about being perfect on the first pass. It’s about showing up again and doing it better.

  I grabbed the shovel and started clearing out all the nasty buildup, grass, dirt and debris that’s been sitting there for way too long. Sometimes you don’t realize how much weight you’re carrying until you start clearing it away.

  Finally, finishing what you start matters. Anybody can begin something when it’s exciting but real growth happens when you stay consistent all the way to the end: when you clean up the mess, when you put the final touch on it, when you make sure nothing is left behind.

  Al Bladez motivates viewers with his signature phrases, including “Wassup Beautiful People,” “Cut it up,” and “Be the difference,” in his popular lawn care and community transformation videos. His content highlights messages of faith and positive change. Link to the video that contains this quote.

  August 2, 2026

  inspiration

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• Dream: Nuts

  This is my account of a dream I had going to sleep on July 4, 2026.

  I was at an arena. Or the underbelly of an arena, like a public concourse. For a Sunday morning sermon where no one spoke. I had brought a cart with bread and nuts. I knew the cart, the same wooden one parked in my backyard. Women gathered at the cart and were looking through the cart for seeds. They sorted nuts looking. There were a lot of nuts in the cart, some in bags by type and some loose. The bread was like sandwich style, a couple loafs that you’d buy at a grocery store. For a moment, I thought we were at my mom’s house so I went looking for seeds for the women where I thought there were seeds.

  I considered asking my stepdad “where are the seeds?” But he wasn’t here. The event never started, but by the end of the dream, we had to clear out of the arena for the next event. At different points throughout the dream I did hear recorded music from the stage like soft instrumental worship music. Certainly a Christian event was about to happen anytime but it didn’t.

  The Commissioners

  The three commissioners drove away from the arena in three updated cars. The cars were long with jumbo all terrain tires. Maybe it was an “experimental” vehicle like a Batmobile. It was like styled like a stretched 1930s gangster car. Somehow I knew the former (older, outdated, retired, not present) car more resembled a 1930s gangster car, and this new car still carried a visual similarity.

  The roads were broken and they mostly drove in the median or some space between broken roads. They jumped gaps and rolled over big weeds. In the dream, I was riding along kind of like a video game experience dash cam view. The commissioners drove around to demonstrate how well they maintained the roads or some prideful image they needed to uphold.

  Also a pickup truck (1970s Chevy perhaps) was part of the motorcade. It was driven by a maintenance man that served The Commissioners, following them everywhere. His truck missed jumping a gap and fell into the broken road. Like, into the road. It landed half in the ground and part of the cab and the back end was sticking out. It was revealed by the driver, after he looked it over, that the truck “only needed an oil change to fix it” as “good to go.” I remember feeling anxious for him to rejoin the procession. I hoped for him to be healed and whole. But, I knew the maintenance man was loyal but to the wrong master. Some kind of slave of The Commissioners. Spiritually, he needed to be lifted out of a pit and saved.

  Sorting Nuts

  After this ride, I was back in the arena. I received a text message that began the Bible playing in my ears. The women were still sorting nuts wanting seeds. They had done a lot of work since I saw them last. Almonds in shells lined up in rows all turned the same way. Very precise. I said “it’s my cart, please leave the bread for me I need it, but you can take the nuts.”

  I think I was expecting Elevation church (or similar) on the stage. Everyone stayed, without anyone ever coming on stage, until we had to leave, or “clear out for the next event.” Kids were playing joyfully. Those women searching for seeds intensely. I wanted to help and went to look knowing I wouldn’t find seeds.

  Awaken

  I woke. Thank you Lord.

  I immediately paused the Bible where Jacob is called Israel. And wrote this out. We had put on Bible Gateway, with Max McLean’s voice, listening to Genesis 7 as we fell asleep and I woke to Genesis 32:28.

  July 30, 2026

  testimony

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• Angels on the Ladder

  Be not wise
  in your own eyes.
  Turn away from evil,
  Its intent is to steal.

  The Lord searches all hearts.
  Cleanses all the right parts.
  Always been enough.
  I know it’s a little rough.

  Restoration rain,
  The Lamb of God,
  Look at what He’s done.
  When man doesn’t know what to do, God’s just getting started.

  (by ScottM 7/15/26)

  July 27, 2026

  poetry

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