Forty Plus Miles

       What "food" am I "eating"? What is my daily "diet" in my soul? Do I seek the bread of circumstance; setting the eyes of my heart and mind on what I literally see? Do I take, and chew on, limited provisions that can change if not good? What is my daily "portion" for my soul? Hopelessness, fear, shame, selfishness, bitterness, unhealthy appetites of my fallen nature that Jesus has redeemed me from?          I am no longer slave to these bad habits. I am redeemed, free to follow Jesus! I am human, free to be me in Jesus; for He restores, and His power is made perfect and my weakness! I am redeemed! Let this be my "daily diet" ! Let this truth, promise, encourage me and Jesus! Let this restore the broken parts in me!  Inspired by Daniel chapter 1 Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free ...

Trials taking time. On busy days, pressure known. Daring to try now. Another word written here. Yielding sentences there.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

               A kids drawing named and thrown away; wondering what happened; hoping it wasn't out of apathy. I look for a second in my going and wonder what happened there. Should I care? Part of me does. Hoping the child isn't forgotten the same way the picture was. I walk through the heaviness that comes with such a discovery.                Processing the seconds, looking at the moments that try to rush away. How do I cultivate depth, when too much becomes too much? How do I explain a struggling mind that longs to find meaning in a fast-paced population, a world busy with being busy? I am no better, lost in the going as we all are lately; so I look somewhere else. I wander the between times of busy, listening for Heaven's inspiration as I walk and think. I look about me, seeing tired lives and heads down, still they try, try to cross roads to some "better" the way turtles I've seen lately have. They hope...

       I'll not write about the rain, but the rainbow left in the oil of going from some vehicle and life somewhere.        I'll not write about the place, but the colorful learning and expression seen on a driveway in children's chalk talk. Seeing art in what others may call ordinary. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

Warm and bright this day. Clear and open in summer;  even in busy.  Still, I press on through the heat. Still, I hope, even this time. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

       In the darkness I write, write by a green low light, bright enough to write, In the rush I fight, pray through the day and fight, fight as I write in the darkness by a green low light, bright enough to write. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!