A roller coaster is something we “choose” to go on.
Month: November 2015
Off the Roller Coaster…FINALLY
Okay, remember the other night, I was at Carolyn’s band performance? Well, that evening, I found myself totally content on where I was and haven’t differed since.
While I was watching Carolyn, I realized how nothing was distracting me; there was nothing in the way of me seeing her, watching her, taking every movement in, and then it dawned on me what a priceless gift it was to be a single mom. Continue reading
Publishing Road
Okay, so, the world of publishing…it’s pretty big, and in reading/watching/etc., I learned that having your poem published in a journal or magazine is a good first step (and an easy one), so I’ve submitted one of my poems to a Christian magazine to see how it goes; although, it doesn’t really “need” to be Christian, but that’s what I stumbled upon.
To be totally honest, it’s difficult for me to concentrate on publishing when rent is looming. My focus tends to be on what I “should” be doing to make money now.
Ugh, at times, I don’t like being honest, but I can’t help it.
I love God, trust God, know God…it’s marketing that I don’t know or don’t have the patience for.
Anyway, a worship flag would be a GREAT Christmas gift. [hint, hint] 😉
Endurance
Never do too much to where you want to quit everything!
My Job as a Mother
So many wonderful things happened on my retreat, but many of them are for me and God to know and for you to never find out, but some of them will be shared (as time goes on), and one in particular came to mind tonight.
On my retreat, I met a young pastor, and at one point, I was telling him about when all I had to make for dinner was beans and rice and how Nathan reacted, and, ultimately, how I reacted. Do you remember? Continue reading
“Terger”
it’s so tempting to look back
missing what’s right
in front of you
remembering what was wrong
behind you
looking back
instead of forward Continue reading
“Solidify”
there’s so much freedom
in the bible
so much I’d overlooked
before
not knowing it was for ME
not knowing what it meant
waiting for someone to explain it
not realizing the Holy Spirit
did that Continue reading
Everlasting
God’s promises never fade.
“No Strings Attached”
God didn’t give me a story
He gave me a life
“I” chose the story
the words
the sentences
the punctuation
the paragraphs
the chapters
my actions gave Him the titles
my reactions made up the turmoil
the plot
the climax
at the end of my story
I met Him
which left the door open
for a whole new series
about His story
played out through me
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 