FARM PUNK ART SHOP

FARM PUNK ART SHOP I used to build Unique Lights and Art projects... Yard Art,, Rec Room..

Man Cave, For the Deck, Lake Cabin.ECT Now I use this page to share my creative writing, Thank you for reading, Thank you for enjoying,

12/22/2025

Monday coffee sipping time, what's in this cup is mine all mine, stretch and yawn this days begun, searching for my feelings required, to write a theme that has some power, Jesus is the reason for this glorious season, As the world pulls spirituality apart, to see how many give into the pressures of the Devil, all whispered in our weak ears, Losing salvation in the name of acceptance and Love, the greatest of all forces used as weapons against us, fighting for the evilness wearing the likeness of Gods armor, what a devious plan, as prophecy tells us, this is the devils last chance, as Love and war has no fairness, leaving no survivors. the hooks in so deep, as the chess game of heaven and hell compete, All God needs is the Trinity , The devil needs the souls of many, In these tribulation times, Giving gifts to each other will ease our minds, as the stress destroys us from the inside out, much easier playing Santa Claus , then nailing our self to a cross, or being born in animal feeding troughs, recreating the pain the Lord went through to save our souls and end our pain, Christmas, Christ's birth, Be thankful for the truth, not what's under the tree! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! GOD LOVES YOU, Giving us the blood, of his only son!

12/19/2025

I am always amazed at the hard lesson's life has sent my way, Or how my choices create my own consequences. How the good things can make me feel invincible, And how betrayal can send me into a tail spin, Crashing into the earth of unhealed trauma, Bleeding out, But I didn't die. I went through all the healing that any injury might require, The imaginary ER, Intensive care, evaluating the damage and what is to be expected in the long-term prognosis, Will leading a normal life be a possibility? Or has the damage been too great, Dealing with the anger and pain until my mind cant take anymore, And I have to let it all go and forgive them and myself, And the cast I had around my brain and soul fell off, And fresh air surrounds the healing that suddenly happened, Washing away the stench that accumulated under that thick mental cast and brace, Of emotional torment, And realizing a new beginning for a normal life is now a possibility, AMEN

12/19/2025

Remembering Christmas's of long long ago, waking up as a child, In all the excitement and wonderment, Wondering what magic is waiting down stairs, Under the tree, next to the fire place, 6 of us kids and Mom and Dad, Such a room FULL to be exact! Stockings hung full of the small things we kind of needed, A new tooth bush and socks, Dental floss and a Big Naval Orange at the very bottom and a hand full of nuts, The house smelling delicious as the Turkey baked slowly in the oven, the sounds of shredding paper, Piling up in every corner of the room, Laughter and joy for a few hours, For it was Christmas morning! Thinking "this is how life will be from now until eternity, Things changing as we all grew up, Moving away, or just moving out! Christmas mornings continued for a while, Driving to my parents' house, To eat and spend a few hours, Having my own kids sure did change the way things were done, Being the giver of Christmas for my children so very young instead of being the receiver, Working a job providing it all, Piling in the car for a trip to the mall to window shop and see some lights, Watching my children's faces as they opened their presents, My children are grown as the cycle continues, Now they are the Santa Claus for their own children so very very small and young, Feeling my age creeping in, Dad and Mom gone. So are two sisters and my brother have sense past on, Oh Lord all mighty! Thank you for the gift of life denied to so many! Merry Christmas my friends, Don't take love lightly, Give it freely, For love is the best thing you can ever receive, And give in return, AMEN

12/18/2025

The things that I write can be calming or frightful, the message is usually the same, we can't do a thing that's genuine until we know our thoughts and their intents behind them, when we stand and stop following the masses, many understand and so many wont, yet we're all on the same sinking boat, we hide behind what we wish people to believe, To strip ourselves down to the truth, is a brave and scary thing to do, if you're lost in the world, it's almost impossible to do, find out what makes you sad or glad that's attached to your blessings, adjust your life that complements your growth in truth, comfort in lies may give temporary pleasure, loneliness in truth still hurts, but you understand why and you can adjust your direction, Giving it all up to God will cause the biggest changes, removing the fears and depression, just got to believe and ask for His truth to fill you, we all struggle, Nobody knows it better than our Creator,

12/17/2025

Comfort zones come.
Comfort zones go.
It's all about a healthy way
We interact and grow.
Do your best to do no harm.
And trust and love will fill your arms.
The answer to life lies deep within
Look for it now so your life will begin.
We all have our moments of weakness and pain.
But keep hope in the mind.
And you will always gain.
To find the human in someone else
We must first find the human that's within our self,

12/16/2025

Good morning People of Facebook land, What's the scoop? Tell me yours, Ill tell you mine, waking up a little late, after waking up in the middle of the night, and falling asleep again, Boy hood memories haunt me still, the early mornings meant FISHING! grabbing my pole wandering off in the darkness, while everyone was still sleeping in the cabin, I believe I was about 10 years old, living large at the lake, catching small fish, cutting them up and use them for bait, off the dock, back in our cove, enjoying the taste of what id bring home, salted and peppered, fried in butter, or hopping on the trail bikes, showing back up for lunch and dinner time, or sometimes not at all, getting a good swat and chewing out, thinking I was being mistreated, Not understanding My parents worried because they loved me a lot, Camp fires and marshmallows, sneaking off with the other kids, one time sharing a beer that another kid stole from their parents fridge, Feeling alive! Feeling FREE! The Lion King had nothing on me! Sitting in my Farm home, reminiscing while sipping my coffee, and those wonderful memories, Have a great day!

12/15/2025

I'm a blooming flower! raising my head, fresh out of the flower bed, Tulips sipping coffee, My sunflower wanting the sunshine, my thirsty roots needing the rain, my mind absorbing some agriculture, in the fields of forget-me-nots , scratching my ferns , with my green thumb, stretching my organic trunk shaking my leaves, bending in the breeze, as the cradle rocks, seems my theme is alive and green, Flowers we are, along with some thorns, when beauty bites, we are gripping too tight, Have a relaxing day, just rub on your peddles, soak up the sun, and sway in the breeze, Good morning good people, with all your grass, bushes and trees, you are always just a flower, in your reds, blues and greens, every possible color, you're all just beautiful to me,

12/15/2025

Seems God sends shooting star people across your life from time to time, glimmers of hope as they fly by in flicker, when you need it the most, allowing you to see for a moment in the darkness when it surrounds your life , a twinkle of light that illuminates a road sign or lets you see where you might be standing with closed eyes of the mind, it can be startling, enchanting, or scary , these stars of momentary brilliance there and gone, a blessing never the less, count your blessings and the shooting stars that you witness in life, for that's all we really are, a flash of time before our startled eyes, like the flicker of a falling star across the summer sky's,,,, i dedicate this to my Mother. Today is her heavenly birthday, I'm using parts of a poem she had written, about life when my little brother passed at 34yrs old, Live well, Laugh hard, Love strong,

12/15/2025

Have you ever became unbalanced striving for a higher plain of balance? we trip and fall seeking a better way, doing our best to make it look easy and effortless, As we fall on our faces hollering " I meant to do that", becoming self-aware has periods of a feeling you no longer need anybody, when in fact we need others more than ever once we receive enlightenment, more so in the quality forms and not quantity, we can offer quality when we have it for ourselves, we can offer nothing and give everything when we are lost in the search of self, filling an empty hole that will never be filled, finding self, changes all that, we will still experience loneliness yet keep our treasures intact, we can give without losing what we have, we can give a purity from within that will never run out , no matter what the receiving end has in mind, keeping integrity of self is the lock box of protection that a wandering soul looking for a happiness in others will never understand, enlightenment isn't a Happy state of mind, it is a road map and a GPS of life that will help you steer clear of the storms of tomorrow,

12/11/2025

Windy and cold. In a small Little world. A diminishing light. Growing old. Is a fright. Big dreams ruined by bigger schemes. Born in a human heart. Shown to all. Some see its beauty. Others its ugliness. Others see nothing at all.

12/11/2025

The mating dances we have done since the beginning of time, Are as strange as they are amazing in there power to either build or destroy a couple and a family, God was once a big part of our daily routines, Even if we were unaware of it, God was once a main ingredient of life we were simply born into, And so was the devil, We could chose the black, Or we could chose the white, We had no idea there were gray areas in life, Yet that has all changed, We only have gray areas to choose from these days, Black or white isn't something we can even see or relate to anymore because its been taken off so many tables, It has taken years to dilute the thickness of Gods word, And make it transparent and so under nourishing, Yet our human minds can be conditioned so easily, When its done over a long period of time, Gods word is still Gods word, What has happened is we are becoming a world that would rather absorb what the world says is right, And look at Gods word as questionable

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