When I talk to myself, I call myself “Laura Lee.”
I’m in this place
with no windows
tears filling the room
yet no one to talk to
yet not all the rent
how could I ask anyone
when I myself
leading to a thought
leading to a tear
feeling like a failure
with the only One
the only One
the only One
Who never judges
where hiding seems to be
the only option
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
For the last few days, I’ve been on a solitude retreat, and it was amazing! Since I’ve been going on these alone, I don’t feel like I “meet God” there; it’s more like I “take Him” with me, so the past few days have been more like a weekend getaway with my Husband. Continue reading
I’m going on a retreat tomorrow but am going to start withdrawing now, so I won’t be writing for a few days.
Let me tell you about my retreat. I’m so excited!!
I’m going to a retreat center on Palomar Mountain. Normally, people go there in groups of hundreds. I like to go alone.
In the past, I’ve gone to another center, but this will be my first time at this one. Because I’m a leader, I get the “pastor’s special,”…all meals included. I won’t be taking anything electronic with me. My car’s been acting up, so I’ll take my phone, but hopefully, I won’t turn it on.
I’m excited: me, God, bibles, paper, pens, thoughts, imagination, conversation…
all one with God.
Do all writers spend a lot of time alone?
I never want to miss what’s important
never want to be too busy
to sit at the feet of Jesus
the One Who Continue reading
I have often prayed, “God, only open the doors you have for me and close everything else,” but for some reason, I have walked through countless doors that weren’t meant for me to walk through, and I’m not sure how that happened. Well, actually, I “know”…just some things aren’t MEANT for Facebook, but if you ask me, I’ll tell you.
Some of you may know that I almost married a man who hated my laughter, thought I was a bad mother, and didn’t like my kids, and that’s only PART of the list of things that were “wrong” with me, yet I said ‘yes’ to almost spending the rest of my life with him. Continue reading