Today’s the day. November 1st. I started writing in the National Novel Writing Month challenge. I’m going to learn something in this marathon affectionately called NaNoWriMo. Continue reading “Ready!…Set!…POW!…Write!”
Deny First! No No No couldn’t happen! Living in a sea of denial! He denied Christ three times. The first stage of grief. Why in the world do I deny first? Continue reading “Deny, Deny, Deny!”
I’m still reading “God Calling” edited by A.J. Russell daily. In the September 19th thoughts I found a game challenge hidden in the writing. Let’s Play! Continue reading “Treasure Hunt!”
I’m sitting here in my writing corner, itching to write. My fingers literally tingle. I haven’t written anything in five days. I’m antsy and just a little (okay maybe a lot) frenetic with creative energy. I have not worked on any stories or posts. I miss writing. I crave it…
It all started with touch. Yesterday, it was cool enough to wear my new gloves driving this morning. Soft and fleecy inside, the gloves slid over my fingers. Ah so nice. My hands warm and cozy gripped the steering wheel on the drive to work.
In Memory…I hate those words. I still feel my friends that have gone before me. Their life force, words, actions, and love still live in my life. It’s not, in memory. It’s, in life. I may not be able to touch the life with any of my physical senses. It’s still a life. I still feel the life and love in my bones. My spirit senses their spirit.
Have you ever been hit by God’s sledgehammer? I have but this one drove me to my knees in gratitude. This is how my Advent became my season of gratitude.
Early in my career in government work I had a recurring dream for a few weeks. In the dream sequence I sat in my cubicle filling out paperwork. Then I passed the completed paperwork out of the top of the cubicle. All was good as the paper continued to fall on the desk from somewhere above like snowflakes. Continue reading “Drowning in Paper!”