Category: Spiritual

Daily writing prompt

What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

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Comfort you say….

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL…

LOLOL…

Ok, I am finished laughing at the thought of comfort…

Seriously, I only laughed at the thought of trying to make comfort out of the level of poverty we have come through and the continued clawing effort my husband puts in, ALONE, to try and pull us out of the pit that life’s circumstances put us in…

In truth, it has been the BEST horrible, exhausting, devastatingly painful journey EVER! At least for me, that is…the learning to let go of things I thought were so important, things I thought I HAD to have…

With those days far distant from the here and now, we are incredibly comfortable… you know why… because we spent so long and still do sometimes, having to choose between toilet paper or laundry quarters… that’s the real stuff of life. But it is not a complaint I want to leave anyone with… it is encouragement!

When things seem so incredibly impossible, that’s the place where God ALWAYS shows up… I have never gone even one day without some form of edible food. My husband and I live to the best of our ability, to appreciate each and everything we receive, and we care for it more so because we do not have the assurance that it can be easily replaced… ergo our refrigerator debacle.

And let me tell you, when you go without your creamer for a week and have to smile through black coffee, for me this is borderline criminal behavior… When that creamy French Vanilla swirls magically as you pour it in, you are as excited as a kid at the gate to Disneyland.

My point is this… if we try too hard to focus on what will make us more comfortable, we waste a lot of beautiful opportunities to appreciate the One who provides everything that we enjoy. We are also more likely to argue with Him when we are expected to share with others in need.

I highly doubt that even I would feel brave enough to ask this gentleman what strategies he uses to increase his comfort…

Maybe I should just guess and show up with a few things that might help…

**P.S. Let’s leave these cookies here just in case there is anyone out there who reads this post and really could use a virtual hug (cookie)…

Daily writing prompt

What are you most excited about for the future?

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For I know the plans I have for you, declares the lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future..."   Jeremiah 29:11

My excitement comes from not having to figure this ole world out myself. The One who came before me, has prepared the way home for me… I need only look up and follow the path… whew!

I am excited because of each and every other soul that stops into this virtual lobby of mine. My future, until I get home, is here in this lobby with you sweet fellow journeyers… sharing love, encouragement, and hope. You might not think this to be a big deal, but for me it’s very important. If I am a part of the body of Christ, and my gifts are writing, and being empathetic to those who I encounter each day, well I guess you all are my church, and this lobby is where I serve God… by serving you… the only way I can… with love…

If you are ever in need of someone to just love you for YOU… please stop by for a chat or a read from my silly stories, and stay as long as you like… the door is always open, and I am only a whisper away…

No I am not a stalker, maybe just a shut in that talks way too much to squirrels… but my heart is as true as you will ever find… because it is not actually mine… I gave it to God and He upgraded it!

Sorry, that dog ate your cookies leg… just dry off the sticky part and I think it should still be ok…

Daily writing prompt

Describe your most memorable vacation.

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When I was a small girl, we went on a camping trip with about 10 to 15 other families, up into one of the wild mountain ranges of this great country. I was young enough that I cannot place the where, but I remember it being remote, as we had pack mules and horses to ride into our camp. Said camp rested within an upper meadow between two mountain peaks. If my memory serves well enough, it took an entire day of horse back riding to arrive at our destination.

My family and all the others were avid hunters, fishers, and the like so it was a lively bunch of folks. There were a mix of extended family, church friends, and close neighbors within our small city of campers, and man were they organized… it looked like a military fort when they were set up! Large campfires within and around the sleep areas, cooking pits, and tents set up in fashions meant to house children in the center, and adults camped on the outer ring that encircled the little ones during the night.

The reason that I remember this particular trip more so than others is a funny, and somewhat insidious reason… This is where I learned that parents develop that funny gramma and papa sense of humor, by practicing on their children when they are too young to know any better.

This particular camping trip was at the height of the hunting season, and the Elk were absolutely huge that year; the tags given out had been generous, as the numbers were too high at that time. I want to say that the norm were 5 point bucks. Please don’t judge my ignorant wordage, as I was young, and I have not been hunting since then, so my memory is jaded. Big Big Antlers!

Anyway, it was night time around the fires, and the parents decided it would be a great idea to tell scary stories to the kids… right before bed… in the dark… in the mountains…

I think it started as a way to keep kids scared enough to not wander outside of their tents in the dark without a parent, maybe, but that was when the insidious part began… Cretans…

The story was about a Ghost Elk that haunted the ranges where we were camping… sorry, I can’t remember the story, the horror was too real… lol. Basically, they put us to bed, waited for us to fall nearly to sleep and then play acted like a huge elk with a big rack, hollering and scratching its antlers against our tents…

Which by the way… we were able to only see the antlers through the reflections caused by all those ridiculously big fires placed all around the camp… realization right now, tells me they built those fires for effect, the big Turd Blossoms…

They got their come uppins though, since nobody ended up getting much sleep that night. All the parents ended up having to sleep in our tents to stop all the cryin and bellyaching…

***Lesson to learn here for parents is, with great power comes great responsibility… if you want to torment your children, You should always bring babysitters sillies***