A personal journal is also a meditation tool. My journal is a place where I empty out my thoughts, random or otherwise, and as I write I am carried off deep into the wilderness of my mind. Scary, right? Not so much. I find answers, I find peace, and I find where I want to go next (from here, from today). Think about it. I am talking about me and my life as I write. No holds barred. I write and then I am able to unlock as the words flow.
We all have room to perfect our writing skills, and that does happen with practice, study, and a lot of reading, meaning, read everything that you can get your hands on --- each and every day. Reading helps a writer identify writing styles, proper grammar, spelling, and it sharpens the writer's editing skills.
Seek, Knock, Believe, and Find. When we pray, we must first believe. If we don't believe, our prayers may not be answered. I always knew this. But, as I spiritually grew this year (thank goodness we continue to strengthen and grow), I really learned to know this. Praying in faith.
So, this is a tussle for many of us that sit at a desk all day, but, we must get up and MOVE - whether we like it or not. Get the blood moving, take control of our health! Don't set a goal to start in the next year, start NOW---today!
The live masterpiece over my head grabbed my eyes. This wasn't a small portrait, this was big. This was the Texan sky in motion, arranging the clouds, the stars—painted by the moon. The lower gulf clouds whisked onwards as if they were ordered to march to the horizon. Above the fleeting wisps hung a massive … Continue reading Father, Can I Sit on the Cloud and Talk with You?
I crave the moments when I hear God speaking to me. When the times arrive, they come on a whisper. Unexpected. The message greets me not in my perception of when and how. Only in His time and place. His only. As if He has tapped me on the shoulder. "I am here. Listen." Yet, … Continue reading Have Patience, My Daughter
I have had something on my mind. I find myself wanting to take a piece of what I believe and give it to someone who does not believe, so they will know. It pulls and tugs at me. Of course, it isn't that easy. We cannot take it out and hand it over. We can … Continue reading He Walks with Me, He Talks with Me