Jeff Hull: PAGES of the PAST

03/18/2026

10/14/2025

All I See In You. . .

If only it were easy
To face the world
Without fear
To breathe the things we love
Into life
But as we discover
That things can quickly go awry
Let it not discourage
For faith has proven many times
That days will turn to night
But the sun will rise again
And as we come
To rediscover
The hearts of one and other
Know that I am solid
In my love for you
Let words unspoken
Be free
Allow your spirit to walk
Beside the one who searches deep
For what it is you seek
In my hand
You can count on hope
To guide you into freedom
And from cold dark shadow
Let the sunlight warm your soul
Turn from what once denied you
All you have desired
For I am graced beyond belief
In what you give to me
And all I see in you

J.L. Hull

10/11/2025

Haiku

10/10/2025

Texas pride runs deep que no? 🫶 A proud Texan born on the Gulf Coast is speaking out against political pushes to rename regional landmarks—calling it out as out-of-touch with the people who actually live and work here.

Highlighting the strong roots of the Mexican American communities that power Texas, especially in places like the Rio Grande Valley (which is over 90% Latino), the message celebrates the cultural unity that defines our state.

And in a sharp jab at D.C. politics, the statement ends with this:
“If we’re going to start renaming places, let’s start with New England—because it ain’t new, and it sure ain’t England.”

10/11/2024

You Become The Blessing. . .

Sitting in my hot bath
Soaking
Epson salt to calm my aching muscles...
A place to reflect
A place where I come to understand...
It seems to me
In my own understanding
As that quiet Voice leads me
To find the answers I often miss
In the hustle and bustle of daily life
This quiet space
Where I come to reflect
On the things I often forget
To try and understand...

The Abuse...The Neglect...The Abandonment...The Addiction....

All the thing that I believe
Are meant to tear me down
Are truly keys to Heavens gate
And what it is I was sent here to do...

Within the struggles
A tormented soul meant to be the Answer...

The need to be
The greater good
Has carried me
Through darkest woods
A forest tempest
A mountain to climb
I now stand above
It all behind
For in the clearing
The garden blooms
And I stand the reason
These words are true
For in the struggle
The lessons learned
That breed the miracle
And blessings good
For in the process
I've birthed the Hope
That guides the next soul
Down the slope...

We become the miracle
Gods gift to another
Who can not see through darkened clouds
That with belief
Even when Faith is lost
That your struggles are for not
But with breathe
Within these dire straights
You become the blessing. . .

j.l.Hull