Category: Godly

Roadblocks and Detours…

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From here on out, or at least until our circumstances change, there won’t be any fresh new pictures in the content of my blogs! Microsoft finally put the free stuff into lockdown and needs a paid subscription, so yeah…

Honestly, I’m so frustrated! My whole spring theme will now go in the trash bin, since visuals were a big part of those future adventures. I have to rethink a great deal of things, so there’s that!

Oh well, I don’t call myself a writer for nothing! I’ll figure something out, but you’re gonna be eating some left-over cookies for a bit… sorry.

Unfortunately, this also means that there won’t be any more pics to help speed-read through my stuff, just in case folks were doing that. I’m not putting the fault with you, my friends. I think that I’ve been too reliant on visuals from the AI programs, becoming a lazy writer and letting the pictures lead you along.

I think, maybe it’s time to go back to the old way of things and clean my literary hands up, so to speak!

When in doubt, I first seek God for his purpose and direction, comparing my vision of things with His to ensure that they are in alignment. Once that’s been sorted, I’m then free to pursue ways of writing that will bring fulfillment to not only you, the reader, but also myself (the one doing the imagining).

Whatever I do choose to write for my blog entries, trust that they’ve been vetted by the big guy, Himself! My desire is to produce good fruit, so with that in mind, I’m sure there’ll be good things to land on these pages.

Bear with me, friends… when God is in the works, things always seem to work themselves out, ya know?!

Sometimes…

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Daily writing prompt
Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?
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Sometimes…

Sometimes, it’s the way he looks at me and smiles.

Then there are times where he doesn’t even have to smile or anything… I can see it in his eyes.

Sometimes, it’s the way he laughs at the silly things I say.

But there are still those moments when things aren’t so funny… he won’t laugh or say anything at all, really. He just rests his shoulder against mine to let me know that he’s there.

Sometimes, it’s the little things he does… like bringing me that first cup of coffee in the morning, or surprising me with my favorite candy bar. It’s not even about receiving a gift, it’s about the planning or forethought, if you will. It makes me feel so loved that he was thinking about me, even when I wasn’t with him. You know, sometimes I’ll wake up from the sensation of him tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear… he’d been lying there watching me, as I slept. Isn’t that so adorable!

I could go on and on about all the sometimes that I have felt loved… and these examples are about my husband. I haven’t even gotten to God, yet! If I could share with you all the times that I have felt God’s love, it would fill a book… oh yeah, I already did that!

Let’s just leave it at this:

With enough examples gathered together, one might say that I always feel loved! But, since it was very hard to pick just one time to tell you about, I opted for a handful of my sometimes.

Don’t forget your cookie…

Wednesday Words…

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If Eustace and I can help it, wherever we go and whatever adventure’s we take you on this year… we’re going to try filling them with laughter!

Why?

Well…

Why not?

Laughter is good for the soul…

And, the One whom I follow and serve happens to be in the soul business, and He does have a sense of humor… I’m certain of it!

Where do you think I get my sense of humor from?

It runs in my family!

Misery Loves Company…

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So, here we are…

Day 4…

Ladies and Gentlemen, I still can’t sit in a chair… let alone, move very far from the bed.

But, I can move slowly and carefully, with slow being the operative word! 

In terms of progress and recovery, I’m getting there… even if it isn’t as quickly as I’d like for it to be.  One would think that all the downtime would be welcomed rather than rejected.  If I want downtime, it would be preferable if I had it on some sunny beach, with a fruity drink in my hand… not trapped in bed.  The thing is, I do NOT like being helpless… it freaks me out! 

I lay here all day feeling a mix of panic, frustration, guilt, and self-shaming over my own weakness.  Yes, this woman of God still has pity parties and panic attacks!  I think it simply comes from lack of sleep and being in pain for an extended period of time. Spirit, mind, and body work together to balance me out… and the body part is just offline at the moment, that’s all!

This girl has to show herself some grace, exercise her faith … and be at peace with her own fragility…

Thanks for listening,  my friends 🧡

The truth of things is this, I got a bad back… have had for a number of years.  While this has to be the first time my low back has gone out this bad, and for this long, once I get the pain and swelling down, things should balance out.  Here’s where it gets tricky!  While trying to manage pain from an injury, I have to deal with responses from both my Fibromayalgia and IBS.  Fibro is lit up from laying in bed for so long without moving, and IBS has destroyed my ability to consume nsaids without my stomach starting to bleed.  YAY!

I took an Ibuprofen for the first time in two years, this morning.  I’m hoping I can get away with it just this once without too much trouble.  I am eternally grateful for my Lidocaine patches, or else I’d have gone to the hospital by now.  Actually, what I’m currently doing is probably the very thing the hospital would offer, aside from an x-ray that’ll most likely show that yes, I have arthritis there, and yes, I’ve probably herniated the disc from coughing, of all things.

If I can spend 4 days arguing with myself about whether or not to do a hospital visit… it isn’t an emergency!  As long as I can see some improvement, even if it’s only a bit, I’ll resume my medical care after we resolve this homeless thing…

One thing at a time, right?

Things of the Past (from the archives)…

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I know this prompt is a repeat, but my answer from last year still holds… and it’s always fun to look back on things we’ve written in the past, don’t you think?

As a girl of only eleven, I had already discovered the item I was most fond of… my survival!

Life has a way of sometimes being reduced to nothing more than a thing… an item to be played with, bartered, or thrown out when its usefulness has been expended!

For many souls, it can take an entire lifetime to figure this out, only really feeling the harsh bite of reality, as it begins to surface on or near retirement! Basically, most begin to take more notice of feeling less valuable to society as the body begins to slow and lose the ability to carry on at the same pace they’d once kept.

Then, there are souls like mine, who learned painfully early in life how little value they held, how they weren’t valuable enough to protect and care about… never worthy of being saved! This was my dark alleyway of existence, wandering through the night until I found a place to sleep… doing whatever I had to do in order to secure food, warmth, and sleep… never safety… just sleep! This life was not much, but it was mine, and I valued it above everything else!

I’m 55 now and nearing the age when most are preparing for retirement and their golden years… but not this runaway!

I’m just getting started, I think, striving to prepare and strengthen myself for something bigger, better, and still yet to come.

 It has taken some considerably long years of running to find myself sitting here recalling what I’d valued so much in my youth.  Over the years, I’ve not cared for nor cherished it, as one might expect.  Battered, bruised, misused, and tossed aside is that item I valued so strongly as a child…

None the less, it’s still in tact, for the most part!

If you’ve any curiosity about what has become of the item I was so attached to as a youth, you need only read the letters I have written to you all, over this last year, here on WordPress. 

As this site is really all I have to show for explaining things, it will have to suffice as my best answer! 

I don’t know about all you, but I need a cookie…

Simple Travel Plans…

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Daily writing prompt
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?
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Live life to the fullest… but keep your bags packed!

Some days, I pray He bring me home right then and there…

Other days, I desire to be standing there on the day He comes riding in on the clouds … what a glorious sight to behold, I say!

Either way, I shall walk each day with purpose, faith and love for others, as if we’ve years yet to go. When He calls to me… I will hear and respond, leaving everything of this world behind!

I know where my home is… where my hope is… the timing of my life span is not something I need to concern myself with.

Have a cookie…

Live Wire…

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Sometimes, we find ourselves in a place that appears to have no end in sight. Surrounded by darkness and uncertainty, all one can do is wait and listen for direction! Waiting can be so much work, what with everything being out of your reach, and all. Where does that leave a person, when already exhausted from all that waiting and worrying?

Oddly, the answer seems rather silly when you’ve worn yourself out with the overthinking bit. Are you ready for it? Some of you may already know the word that’s about to come out of my mouth this morning, but for those don’t, the word is stand!

Stand on the promises of God’s word, and simply hold yourself steady… that’s it… just let Him carry you… when you cannot see beyond the darkness! You know how they say it’s always darkest before the dawn? They are spot on… and yet, not!

Yes, the darkness is there to block your vision, but only what’s further than you can reach out and grab… I understand that part because I’m in the heart of it, just now. In truth, it’s actually very bright where I’m currently standing, mainly because God is pure light… and I’m resting just beneath his shadow!

By all rights, I should be mentally broken from all the isolation… but my mind is strong. We’re not much closer to finding housing, but I don’t much care… worrying won’t change anything about the outcome, so why waste the effort?

I suppose that I could get discouraged enough to stop writing, but it’s the one thing I CAN actively choose to do… For my God, for the joy of it and of course, for those who visit the Lobby.

As for all the unpublished everything I’ve been stockpiling… whether they ever see a printer doesn’t really matter, not if I believe that God’s got me in the palm of his hand. He is proud of the things that I put my heart into, which gives me more fulfillment than anything the world’s approval could ever offer!

Barnyard Business WILL become something… I’m just not sure what. Brutus is finished and I’m going to move forward with the other four novels belonging to that series… even if God is the only one to EVER see them… I don’t care!

I was made for these days, I think. God called me… by name!

He chose me!

This place I am currently in, it’s nothing more than a training ground, a holding place. I am assured of this, as I truly believe in the timing of things… all things!

I’m writing all these things down to hopefully encourage another, and honestly, for my own reassurance, as well. Quite probably, the Holy Spirit that dwells within me has prompted the writing out of my thoughts, so I can then accept the truth in them. Isn’t it kind of funny how writing out your feelings can help you sort things… you know, accepting the truths that are there, and sweeping off the debris of fear and confusion.

When it comes down to the heart of things, what we believe in as our truth, is the only thing that no one can take away… unless we allow it!

So, when I find myself somewhere between the darkness of night and the coming of dawn, surrounded by uncertainties, I choose to stand on the promises of my Creator… he left us the scriptures, which are His living and breathing words… HIS TRUTHS!

This is what I believe, therefore, I shall stand… I shall stand until my last breath if He asks it!