Tomorrow is Sunday…

Yesterday was the day that the temple veil was torn in two

Today was a day of sorrow and confusion

A day where women wept, while men spoke in fearful whispers of things to come

Tomorrow will represent that Sunday morning, so long ago, when the women found the stone removed, leaving an empty tomb…

Tomorrow represents the day He met them on the road…

The day that our creator gave us the most precious gift ever given… eternal life, without fear, shame, or condemnation. We were given the blood of God’s own precious son, to wash over our very souls, and cleansing us of all sin. We have been bought and paid for by Jesus, himself.

I praise God for such a perfect gift… oh so costly, but so very necessary! Without Jesus sacrifice, we would be condemned to death, claimed by Satan, himself. That’s a gift worth celebrating, wouldn’t you agree.

I wanted to share a very heartfelt, and sincere, Happy Easter! I send out my greetings today, as I won’t be online tomorrow. For the first time in nearly twenty years, I’ll be joining my sweet friend, Christine, for a sunrise service at her church. It’s time. No obligation, no signing of any contracts, just worship and fellowship. What better time to re-enter the whole church scene than an early Sunrise Easter Service. I’m looking forward to the music, the word, and if I’m truthful, some good human contact.

Have a beautiful day tomorrow, all of you.

God Bless!

Hugs

Egg hunting should be an Olympic sport…

Daily writing prompt
What Olympic sports do you enjoy watching the most?

Tell me you wouldn’t binge watch videos of children’s antics during an Easter Egg hunt, but you’d be fibbing.

Watching one child take eggs out of the basket of another who isn’t looking, or following another child around, only to steal his or her egg find? You’ve never watched? It’s a riot! I’d binge watch that Olympic sport for hours, if I could.

An egg hunt is the best place to determine whose going to be the next pastor, and/or who will be the next politician… just sayin!

How bout them cookies?

Thursday Thoughts…

When the sun shines, in all it’s brilliance, I place my trust in Him

When the rain falls so heavily that I cannot see the path, I place my trust in Him

As I hold my granddaughter in my arms, I place her in His loving arms

As doors before me slam shut, I place myself in His loving arms

He is with me in the good…

and, with me in the bad…

Whether sun, rain, good, or bad

We are never alone… even when it feels that way.

How do I know these things? Why the bible, of course.

Look at what Jesus did for us, just to make a way to his Father

How must Jesus have felt as he hung upon that cross?

Alone

Betrayed

Abandoned

Rejected

Ridiculed

Despised

… and yet…

He stayed!

He could have called the angel’s down to assist… but he didn’t.

Hanging there, between two other criminals, both guilty.

How must He have felt?

Did he hurl insults and curses toward those who rejected him? No…

What must it have been like to discover at the moment the temple veil was torn, that you’d made a grievous error in your judgement of Him?

Whatever happened to those whom He’d healed while walking this earth? Where did they go? What did they do with the rest of their lives, in all that came after that Sunday Morning?

The stone removed…

The angel in the tomb…

The encounter on the road…

Where did all the people go that saw Jesus after the resurrection?

I find myself pondering these and other questions, at the approach of Easter Sunday. So much happened in Jesus earthly life, during his ministry. I can’t help but wonder what happened to those most impacted by their encounter with the Son of God.

It wasn’t as if there were only a handful of followers, with a lot of nasty government officials. It was quite the opposite, in fact. There were numerous believers, with only a handful of hateful leaders. It always amazed me what fear will cause people to do to each other. Jesus walked 30 years with humans, and He still walked all the way to that cross, willingly allowing himself to be impaled upon that post. He did it all out of love for us, His people. I’m always in awe of God’s willingness to sacrifice his own son’s life, just to save us from ourselves. We’re our own worst enemy, at times.

Whenever I write out my own struggles, and then compare them with His… I think I’m getting off rather lightly, compared to the path He walked. It really is a beautiful thing to accept a gift that you know you’ll never be able to repay… a sacrifice you can’t match!

Tomorrow’s Friday… but Sunday’s coming!

Hugs

Planes, trains, and…

Daily writing prompt
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

While I think I ‘d rather enjoy a really cozy cabin, aboard Amtrak, I couldn’t help but think of that Steve Martin and John Candy movie Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. It’s one of my favorite holiday movies to watch, and most everyone loved both of those comedic actors?

My favorite part of the whole movie was the airport scene with Edie McClurg, where they were trying to get their rental car, and she was busy making turkey sounds on the phone.

Then again, the snuggly hotel scene…

Specifically, the Chatty Cathy doll reference had me nearly pulling a stomach muscle from too much laughing.

While I love all of that movie, I would prefer that I stay on a train… with room service!

Have a cookie for the road…

From the depths…

I sat for a good bit this morning, trying to find the words to enter back into the stream of literary traffic that is WordPress… and it’s been hard, to say the least.

If I could sum up the last several months in only a few words, it’d be something like, “alrighty then, wasn’t that a ride!”

I could tell you the details about my health journey, and perhaps in time I may, but now is not the time… maybe later.

On the upside, we’ve a new granddaughter that has to be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever lain eyes upon…

From the tip of her tiny toes, all the way to her silky soft hair…

… our Sugarplum was the most wonderful of Christmas package one could ever imagine! While I would love to show you a cascade of new baby pictures, I wish to respect my daughter’s privacy, so for the most part I’ll be using the Avatar created for Maisie unless Mamma gives me approved pic’s for public viewing…

Please forgive any future crazy writing angles, as I’m still trying to right my health situation. When you are physically compromised, it bleeds over into your emotions, as well.

In a tiny nutshell, doctors have failed to offer anything other than more drugs, so we’ve been forced to step back from modern medicine and seek a different route. Basically, we’re DIYing it. I don’t know what’s to come, but God does, so I’m leaving it in His mighty hands.

While God watches over me, I’ve been tasked to continue my writing. I want to publish my works, and I want to be here, with you… my family.

So, with that being said, let’s just get back to it, the writing that is…

Let’s all celebrate and have a party… cause the Punctuation Fairy has returned!!!

OOh OOh, I know this one…

Daily writing prompt
What could you do less of?

For starters I could stop answering these repeats of repeats on the prompt feed! Talk about beating a dead horse, right?!

With Christmas just around the corner, can’t we just start answering fun questions already?

I want to hear what folks want for Christmas, what their family celebration plans are, or what traditions they keep, ya know?

I know that my Christmas already arrived four days ago… and my newest grandbaby is absolutely perfect! She was born via c-section weighing 8 lbs 14 oz., and she came with a full head of dark brown hair… just beautiful!

Back to the prompt though, as I don’t want to miss the chance to NOT do a lot less of things, I will be answering in a contrary manner…

I will NOT talk less, nor dream less, nor laugh less

I vow NOT to love less, give less, nor care for others less

Under no circumstances shall I NOT pray less, praise God less, or ever share less than All of what God has done for me!

How was that? Not too bad, eh?

Oh, yeah! I’ll never, ever, ever, stop baking you calorie free cookies from my virtual kitchen…

(2024) Come On, Overthinkers, Its Our Time To Shine!

Daily writing prompt
Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.

This should be so easy for us to organize and promote, OA’s (Overthinkers Anonymous members… you know who you are)!

Seeings as how we’re frequently up at all hours of the night, I feel confident that we could really make a go of this, don’t you? Come on guys, how about just this once, we agree about a thing, without taking all night to do it, please?

I know I don’t ask for things often, but this could be our moment to stand… to stand up and celebrate all those over-tired, over-worked, underpaid, unrecognized and/or simply stressed out members of society!

Hoping to save time in the decision making process, I’ve come up with a pretty fair quality title, along with a helpful slogan;

Owl Day!

We don’t care WHOOO you are

We’re just glad you DOOOO your part!

I’ve taken the liberty of selecting a few posters to choose from, and might I suggest we select a day in early January?

This would give us plenty of time to argue about the photos, and also gets us safely past all the New Years Resolutions we’ve no intention of keeping.

Well, what say you?

Are you in?

Fine, will you say yes for some cookies?

I’ll wait….

The answer’s in the question, silly…

Daily writing prompt
What’s something you believe everyone should know.

…. believe in something everyone should…

Give it a few minutes and it’ll sink in…

**Hint** Here is my something…

Cookie?

Hugs!

Here, Pturkey Pturkey…

Daily writing prompt
What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to?

I suppose if I’m to think of the biggest dish I’d like to bake, it would be Baked Pterodactyl… you know, like a Turkey but bigger!

If a Turkey dinner could feed a family of 5 for several days, then why not use a bigger bird? And, as I’ve no desire to eat any of the pretty birds like Ostriches, or Big Bird, for that matter… we’re left with the Pterodactyl.

The down side is, I’ve heard that Pterodactyl meat shrinks in the oven due to being rather dry.

Maybe I should just stick with Turkey…

Yes, I understood what the prompt was actually asking, but as I’ve no risks that need taking, I went with the birds.

Oh, and don’t forget your cookies…