The New Monday Mornng Word, Premiere Edition, November 10, 2025
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Articles in this premiere edition happened at the bus stop within a four hour period:
1. Trauma is a Love Killer
2. Four Hours Later
3. From the Monday Morning Word Archive
In the Beginning God who is LOVE, the all that is that is in us all, created all that is, all that has even been, and all that will ever be. I am not asking you to believe that because I just wrote it, I am sharing with you what I believe as I speak to you about the last 7 hours of my life filled with love, beauty, and gratitude I hope you can feel and experience through my words.
Trauma
is a Love Killer
Trauma
is the result of painful experiences of violence, accidents, or war that liner
for years after experiences happened. It is a killer of souls. It can be healed.
8 A.M. Sunday – I have just walked from a Circle K to get
cash and some coffee to the bus stop at Gilbert Road and Southern Avenue, in Mesa,
Arizona. I am that guy that crosses a busy street eight lanes across like I own
it.
When I reached the bus stop, I took a seat and began to
sip my coffee and notice a cute young couple walk up. I am also that guy that when
eating in a crowded restaurant with my
guest; I can hear the conversations taking place around where we are seated up
to four tables away in every direction.
I heard the young woman talking to young man about moving
into a separate room where they live. She was expressing their relationship feels
stuck ad she is hurting.
Her young man was speaking to her in what seemed to me a
parental tone. This is where I intervened. I butted in because I felt both
their hearts.
Trauma
is a Love Killer
I rose and went to them. I asked them if they loved each other.
They both immediately said yes but it was clear they were hurting.
I asked if they would allow me to talk to them. They both
said yes.
I asked the young woman to speak to me about what she was
really feeling. She feeling unheard and translating that into feeling he did
not cared. He was pushing her harder to be in the gym than she was comfortable.
She spoke. What he was asking for felt too much and to dispel
this from you, the reader’s thinking, this was not about sex.
I asked if there had been sexual abuse in her childhood.
There was not.
I moved to speak to the young man. I can see in their
eyes they are both hurting and just seek the path that secures them.
He began to share with me that he believes she is reliving
the narrative of previous relationships and comparing him to them. I looked at her
and without asking her anything,, she spoke that she is scared.
I ask him is there has been sexual abuse in his
childhood. He answered yes.
I asked him if he understood my observation about him sounding
parental. His response was that after listening to me, he nodded and said but
that was not his intention. He simply wanted to demonstrate the level of his
love and care.
Trauma
is a Love Killer
I encouraged them to renegotiate their understanding for how
they want to love and be present for each other. Tears came to all our eyes as
they experienced a tender moment of reaching for each other like their lives
and life together depended on them getting it right.
Just then, I noticed the bus coming. I reached for them both
and asked them if I could pray for them. They embraced me. I prayed. They
discovered each other again as if for the first time.
As I boarded the bus on my way to church, I looked back
at them and they were clinched in a mighty embrace securing themselves inside
their love and saying yes to love and each other again.
Trauma
is the result of painful experiences of violence, accidents, or war that liner
for years after experiences happened. It is a killer of souls. It can be healed.
Contact me if you are ready to being and do your healing
work to reclaim you life and start of the path of claiming your authentic life
to live loving and productive. I offer coaching, counseling, and courses.
Connect with me by email. In the subject line say, “READY.” In the body of your
email, send me your number that I may reach you confidentially. Let’s work together
to create a path forward for you.
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Four Hours Later
On my way home as I approached the bus stop, a brown skinned man looked to be taking up both of the seats. I sat in one of the seats despite him looking like an angry grump.
Afer I sat there for a few minutes, he looked uyp at me and began to talk to me with an intelligence I had not considered there. He spoke of spiritual knowing and talked of manifestation.
We connected at a soul level which made him happy. It made me happy too. He was a genuinely interesting man.
I learned he was an an indigfenous man from a nationin Arizona. I did not get the name of the nation.
I learned his name is Robert. He was publicly drikling from a 40 ounce bottle of beer. He beagn to be ashamed to tell me that he was an alcoholic.
I asked if he was trying to quit.He had the look in his eyes that he could not answer the question. I had asked because I knew where he could get treatment.
isee thebus coming and this conversatio is going to end much too soon.
As I got up to leave, Robert was trying to tell me something. He spoke so low now that I had to lean closer to hear him. He said, "Remember, the good always outweighs the bad."
We smiled. I boarded the bus but will never forget him.
My bus stop advetutres of today will never be forgotten. I met beautiful people.
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Veterans Day November 11, 2002
From
the Sunny Sierra Palms in Chandler, Arizona
The
Monday Morning Word for Veterans Day 2002
November
11, 2002
Diverse by Nature, Christocentric by Purpose
Who Are You Giving YOUR Life For?
For God so loved the world, that he gave……………….John 3 vs 16 a
Since the advent of the human species to Creation, traditionally males (men) have been giving their lives to honor and preserve their families, communities, and nation – states. Untraditionally, females (women) and children have also been called upon to honor life through making the ultimate sacrifice.
From the Hebrew and Christian tradition, God so loved the world that he gave Jesus, the Messiah, the anointed Christ to offer his life as the ultimate sacrifice for all of humanity. Jesus’ selfless act of yielding to execution gave birth to grace that all have enjoyed who have received his example and assert themselves to living it out.
In America, there exists the perception of living free of oppression, politically and spiritually, as a result of the many that made the ultimate sacrifice for others. There are many who would challenge this perception. One interesting human activity to observe is the many from across the world who want to access the privilege of living in America contrasted to the number of Americans trying to access living somewhere else under another political system.
Many have given their lives and shed their blood to produce the nation we experience and are citizens of, America. From every land and culture, from every religion and tongue, and from every color and size, the many have yielded the breath of life back to God through the ultimate sacrifice of their lives for others.
Who are you living for today and more importantly, who are you willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for? To paraphrase the late Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., unless one has discovered what they will die for, they have not discovered a true appreciation for life.
Here’s the script for your good deed for today. Take a moment to give thanks. Salute the living Veterans around you today. Salute the Veterans in your family and in your community. Take a moment to thank them for standing in for you and risking their lives so you would not have to.
Take a moment to give thanks. Honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice so you would not have to.
As you are loved and blessed this week, be a loving blessing to someone who need to be loved and blessed by you.
Oscar Crawford
Veterans Day Monday Morning Word
November 11, 2002
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