Thomas Edison …

I’d ask him if it was like a lightbulb turned on in his head?

Daily writing prompt
If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?

Don’t forget to take a cookie…

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha……..

Daily writing prompt
Do you trust your instincts?

Are you kidding?! I absolutely do NOT trust my own instincts, which have gotten this girl into more trouble…

I was sure I knew what I was doing, and where I was going.

When things didn’t feel like they were right or I realized the direction was wrong, instinct told me to bury the errors and just keep going, which only took me down another wrong path…

When God pointed out my predicaments, my instinct was to argue my case and continue trying to do things my way!

If I have learned one thing through all of it… it’s that I can ONLY do all things through Christ, who strengthens me! My instincts are not and will never be enough to navigate this thing we all call life.

Instincts get surrendered to God every single morning, for this recovering runaway. The new rule of thumb is to seek the council of God throughout the whole of my day. Scripture warns NOT to lean on our own understanding, and I’m learning to listen!

Just sayin…

Truthful Tuesday…

While selecting an image for this morning’s post, I had an epiphany, of sorts…

Sometimes, we get stuck in a miracle rut! You know, thinking of miracles as a singular earth shattering occurrence that all can be amazed at, in only an instant!

One might think that the miracle for this little girl, occurred over 40 years ago, upon a darkened highway, but you’d be wrong…

…she was!

God, in only his wisdom, is now revealing the true miracle of that lost child, within the woman you see before you…

She could be a stranger, or perhaps not… it might be you, a family member or friend… anyone really!

God’s held onto my stubborn heart down many long highways,

pursued this wanderer through the wastelands of her own making,

removing detours, repairing breakdowns and healing wounds I thought would be my undoing…

and He loves me, unconditionally!

Just believe!

His miracles will reveal themselves upon the horizon of each new morning, if we will do this one simple thing… believe!

Epiphany = Each and every human soul’s miracles have been in the journey this whole time!!!

Three Guesses…

Daily writing prompt
What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

Use your heart, use your eyes,

Look for meaning between my lines,

If you know me then you know the answer,

If you have me figured out, go on and give it a gander.

Have a cookie while you think…

for into your brain, the answer might sink.

Today…

Give over your worries

Cast off your fears

and let go of yesterdays

for they are no longer changeable…

Receive today as such a gift

Live it like you’ll never see it again

Love it like you could lose it

and hope for a beautiful tomorrow…

Trade your worries

your sorrows

and all of your fears,

for a hope and a bright future…

He who is so much more than you can ever imagine

Will fulfill his promise to us, in us, and for us…

“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 NIV

Why Do I Want To Say Where?

Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite place to go in your city?

For the life of me, I want to say that the prompt should be asking, Where is your favorite place to go in your city. Or better yet, if they want to ask what is your favorite place to go, wouldn’t it make more sense to ask What is the name of your favorite place to go in your city.

Do they want an address? They aren’t asking for a name, just your favorite place. Does it exclude places that can be found everywhere, i.e. McDonalds, Walmart, or The Rack?

Maybe this is one of those person, place, or things, kind of confusions… who knows? Or perhaps, I’m just too tired to care much about what the prompt was asking me about.

In the end, it won’t matter any way you look at it, as I am a country girl at heart, so I avoid the city like a visit to the proctologist!

Here, have a cookie for your trouble…

Sleepy Sunday…

I had such lofty thoughts and snappy come-backs for this mornings postings… until 2 a.m. rolled around, and what felt like every stupid childhood adventure injury began to ache, waking me from my dreamy slumber.

I’ve been up ever since…

While I may be all bleary eyed and a bit loopy, in the end it was worth it!

Wanna know why? I wish to pretend that you did, indeed, just ask me that question, so I can keep talking… or typing, if we’re to be literal about it.

Anyway, I’m glad I wasn’t able to go back to sleep, because it gave me a chance to spend time with my husband, even if it was just watching dumb things on the television. Lately, he’s either been asleep when I’m awake, or over at the college in one of the computer labs. He does his study work in the middle of the night, while I sleep.

The man burns his candles at both ends these days, what with trying to gain a degree, while simultaneously attempting to handle the overwhelming number of things that go with being homeless with a wife who can’t work… no fun.

Yet, he gets up and does what needs doing each and every morning, without a word of judgement, or complaint. He has always been a quiet man, stoic and reserved… to some he might even be seen as hardened. Behind the wall, however, is a treasure trove of love, tenderness and such generosity of heart! Once you know it’s there, you cannot help but to adore the man. Don’t get me wrong, he can most certainly drive me to distraction… but for the love of Pete (whoever that is), I simply can’t stay mad at him!

I know this post has little to do with anything of value, but what could any of us expect? I feel rather accomplished to have even gotten this far, to be honest. I will end this mushy, sappy, sleepy mumblefest that I got going on here, by saying that I am very grateful for the gift of my husband’s love.

I haven’t even looked at the daily prompt yet, so be wary, my friends… lol!

As Forrest Gump says (sorta), Today’s prompt answer will be like a box of chocolates, who knows what you’re gonna get!

Just sayin…

She Is His Miracle…

It just took a good many years of her life, in order to see it!

With each wave of every storm,

He broke through her walls,

He refused to let her drown beneath the waters,

He left the 99 to save the one that was so very lost,

He held her as she raged, loved her when she hated herself, and saw her when she no longer recognized who she was…

But then,

He drew her from the depths of herself, when all seemed lost at sea,

Out of love, He filled her with His grace, His love, and His mercy… covering over all that she had been, and healed all that had stolen her strength. Now she is filled with His strength!

If you ever feel like you are too much for God to handle, you’re not!

I am broken in so many ways, and yet,

God loves broken things… they are the best examples of how much He can do!

With God, no wave is too big, no storm too fierce… and no force on earth can surpass the power of the One who created all!

Never give up! Never stop believing in the power of God’s love for us… He gave us his only Son!

If that’s not love, I don’t know what else to say…

Here, just in case you needed one…