Writing Books

 

I like reference books. When I buy a writers’ book, I often begin working the examples. One of James Scott Bell’s pieces of advice suggested to read through the book once and highlight what grabs you. Then, read through it again and underline the thoughts that really stand out in red. I’ve done that. I began with his book, Plot & Structure: Techniques and exercises for crafting a plot that grips readers from start to finish.

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It was copyrighted in 2004, and published by Writer’s Digest Books, Cincinnati, Ohio. The photo is from: https://books.google.com/books/about/Write_Great_Fiction_Plot_Structure.html?id=0arFsgEACAAJ&sorce=kp_cover

 

 

 

Another of his books I like is The Art of War for Writers: fiction writing strategies, tactics and exercises.   

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This photo is from: https://books.google.com/books/about/The_Art_of_War_for_Writers.html?id=9vwzOJFKtc8C&source=kp_cover

 

 

He copyrighted it in 2009, and Writer’s Digest Books, Cincinnati, OH published it.

 

Yesterday. I mentioned that we are made in the image and likeness of God and therefore, we are creative beings. I read and implement strategies from a variety of published authors that move from fiction to writing non-fiction about what helped them in the craft. Each book is unique because we are all individuals.

 

I’ve enjoyed learning from so many writers over the years, whether in person at writer’s conferences or through their expertise on the written page via paper or electronic devices. What a privilege. After the learning comes the doing, putting words on paper or screen.

 

Where we differ from God: He creates and it’s perfect. We attempt artistry and if we leave it alone for a few days, when we read it, our masterpiece doesn’t make sense or present the image we pictured in our mind. Then the editing begins.

 

Also, we may face fear of ridicule or rejection. God’s Word tells us that perfect love casts out fear. God’s love is perfect because He is love. 1 John 4 talks about His love.

 

Apostle Paul wrote the Colossian believers and in the following verses he talks about Jesus:

Col 2:6  As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him,

Col 2:7  rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, as you have been taught, abounding in it with thanksgiving.

Col 2:8  Beware lest anyone cheat you through philosophy and empty deceit, according to the tradition of men, according to the basic principles of the world, and not according to Christ.

Col 2:9  For in Him dwells all the fullness of the Godhead bodily;

Col 2:10  and you are complete in Him, who is the head of all principality and power.

 

From these verses and others in the Old Testament, I believe Jesus is God, the Son. I can’t say that He didn’t fear when He took off all His godly attributes and took on the form of man. Before the crucifixion, it says in the Gospels that He sweat blood because of the anguish He experienced in the Garden of Gethsemane during prayer.

 

In the book of Hebrews, it tells us that Jesus understands us completely because He became a man, but He was completely filled with the Spirit of God. As humans, we can experience an infilling of the Holy Spirit at times, but we have to seek God for more of the Spirit. It takes work because we’re in a spiritual battle and our flesh wants to do what the body wants to do.

 

It’s the same with writing as a career. I find that I can’t give up trying to learn more and trying to face down a tired mind and a weary body when I need to get something done for a client or a deadline. Also, keeping up with technological changes and industry standards and marketing takes stamina and using more brain cells.

 

To me, staying the course in Christianity and keeping on track for writing are worth the effort and bring me joy. The latter is a lesser joy, but if I give up there’s something within me that urges me back to the creative endeavor.

 

For a while in college and then for another seven years, I pushed God aside and lived as I saw fit. As a newlywed and a new mom, it should have been the happiest years of my life. Things and people satisfied for a short amount of time; selfishness caused discontentment and frustration and sorrow.

 

When we moved to another town, God allowed me to run into Christian neighbors and at first, I resented them. Then, they were so stinking nice. One said to me after I started to argue about a Christian public figure whom I knew nothing about, but I’d been hearing newscasters bashing him, “I thought you said you were a Christian? Can’t we agree to disagree?”

 

What could I say to that?

 

More than thirty years later, I’m still following Jesus and even in the hard times, I’d never turn back.  That’s my fervent prayer and hope. I don’t trust myself, but I’ve prayed, “God keep me.”

 

When I first read the Scriptures where Jesus said if they persecuted Him they’ll persecute His followers, I stopped and pondered that a while. I’d rather be persecuted here on earth for a short time than to be in hell, tormented forever.

 

Christians are persecuted more now than ever before in history.

 

I heard the stars and planets are lined up exactly as they were when Jesus came to earth. Some folks believe Jesus is coming back for His church on Saturday. My daughter said when they start saying the day and time, then we know that won’t be the day or time, because Jesus said we won’t know the day or hour.

 

With all the earthquakes and hurricanes and tumult in the world, it seems closer than ever. I guess we’ll wait and see.

 

May God bless you. I’m grateful for the opportunity to write. Thanks for reading this if you stuck around for the whole thing. I didn’t expect to say so much.

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Creating for Fun

 

I looked through a booklet I received when my children were born, entitled NAMES FOR BOYS & GIRLS with an advertisement from Enfamil baby formula in the center.

 

I wanted to name some characters with their heritage and personality in mind. To me, that’s fun. I got online for names that didn’t make the book.

 

When I see people, animals, plants, rock formations, clouds, forest, bodies of water, the stars and moon, etc., I get amazed all over again by the creativity of God.

 

Gen 1:1, (KJV):  In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

 

Gen 1:26  Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”

Gen 1:27  So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.

 

God told us to take care of the earth and the animals in Genesis 1:26.

 

Well anyway, we’re all so different. I got thinking of a guy I went to high school with; he was a pretty good student.

 

He was in my English class and afterwards he’d tell me how much he hated that subject.

 

Math tripped me up and he excelled in that. I’ve found over the years that the more I use math, the better I get at it. In high school, math was like a foreign language to me that I’d never encountered before. I learned it all through elementary school, but it didn’t register in my brain. I did just well enough to be average.

 

In New York State back in the day, if you were on a certain track in school, you didn’t get to take art or photography unless you worked diligently with your counselor to put it in your schedule. Those classes filled up quick, too. One of my best friends was an exceptional artist, so she took the same courses I did but majored, so to speak, in art.

 

I learned to crochet during my lunch hour with a teacher and two other girls. I signed up to work on the school newspaper and took gymnastics after school as well, but the writing grabbed my attention and the sport lost out.

 

Another guy I knew from high school absolutely hated conjugating verbs for French class. I took German and that’s got a lot in common with English, some of the time. I don’t remember struggling with the verbs, although their word placement is different than ours. One fellow in class went to Germany over the summer with his family and he came back with a strong accent. I never sounded like anything but an American trying to pick up another language.

 

A family friend went to school near Geneseo State University and she learned Spanish, I think, at a very young age because they learned that children pick up language easily the younger they are. She might have started in pre-school or kindergarten.

 

I had intended to write about some creative writing books I’ve been working through tonight. So, I hope to do that tomorrow.

 

What things did you try in school that you’ve incorporated into your life as an adult or young person?

 

I hope you are well! May God bless you!

 

 

God Versus the Devil

 

God is good and the devil is not. God is all powerful and the devil is the defeated foe. Why then do Christians fall under the devil’s limited power?

 

 

Our Friday afternoon Bible study read through Mark 11 yesterday, in the New King James Version.

 

 

After each section, I’d teach what it meant with God’s help and I also listened to the others’ opinions.

 

 

When we came near the end of the chapter at verse 19, we’re told they left the city in the evening.

 

 

In the beginning of the chapter Jesus looked through the leaves of a fig tree hoping for figs because He was hungry. It wasn’t the season for the fruit but I’ve heard that occasionally there is a second growth.

 

 

When the tree proved to be unfruitful, Jesus cursed the fig tree.

 

 

Mark 11:20  Now in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots.

Mar 11:21  And Peter, remembering, said to Him, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree which You cursed has withered away.”

Mar 11:22  So Jesus answered and said to them, “Have faith in God.

Mar 11:23  For assuredly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be removed and be cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that those things he says will be done, he will have whatever he says.

Mar 11:24  Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them.

Mar 11:25  “And whenever you stand praying, if you have anything against anyone, forgive him, that your Father in heaven may also forgive you your trespasses.

Mar 11:26  But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father in heaven forgive your trespasses.”

 

 

I stopped a minute to think. How often do I pray with absolute, unshakable faith?

 

 

A few years back, I prayed for a pastor set to go in for surgery by the end of the week. In full faith, I told him God could heal him so he wouldn’t need the procedure. When he asked me to pray, my faith wavered. I did pray but he knew my confidence had fled.

 

 

Every month now, we pray for healing at our church. My faith rarely wavers and if it does, I ask God to give me faith, right in the middle of the praying and receive it. Sometimes God moves and answers our prayers. Other times, it seems as though people leave with their illnesses intact.

 

 

I don’t doubt God’s ability. I’ve seen too many answers to prayer and many healings.

 

 

Perhaps our sin hinders God’s response or we harbor bitterness against others. Maybe we’re in a Job situation.

 

 

When King David asked God to cleanse his heart and renew a right spirit within him, I believe he received what he asked for, a right standing with God. He also lived a life filled with consequences for previous sins.

 

 

When King David ignored his son’s sinful behavior and failed to punish him, as noted in 2 Samuel 13, Absalom, another son of David’s with a different mother, took vengeance. Things got worse from there.

 

 

I believe when we Christians live for ourselves and disregard God’s commands, we empower the devil to come against us and God allows consequences so hopefully, we’ll wake up and commit ourselves to follow God with all our being. The devil is defeated but he’s crafty and he lays traps for people.

 

 

May God bless you and me. I need Him more all the time.

 

Created Beautifully

Search Me, O God, and Know My Heart

Psalm 139:1, (NKJV):  For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. O LORD, You have searched me and known me.

Psa 139:2  You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off.

Psa 139:3  You comprehend my path and my lying down, And are acquainted with all my ways.

Psa 139:4  For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether.

Psa 139:5  You have hedged me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me.

Psa 139:6  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it.

Psa 139:7  Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?

Psa 139:8  If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.

Psa 139:9  If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

Psa 139:10  Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.

Psa 139:11  If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fall on me,” Even the night shall be light about me;

Psa 139:12  Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You.

Psa 139:13  For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb.

Psa 139:14  I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.

Psa 139:15  My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

Psa 139:16  Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.

Psa 139:17  How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!

Psa 139:18  If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.

Psa 139:19  Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, therefore, you bloodthirsty men.

Psa 139:20  For they speak against You wickedly; Your enemies take Your name in vain.

Psa 139:21  Do I not hate them, O LORD, who hate You? And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?

Psa 139:22  I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies.

Psa 139:23  Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties;

Psa 139:24  And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.

I was reading through some of the Psalms today and I saw this one with a notation: “Bernice’s favorite verses.”

I thought I’d share it with you because it uplifted my spirits. Not the hating part, those are King David’s sentiments.

May God bless you!

 

 

Elections

I ended up working the New York State Primary election yesterday in a small town.

I got to meet a few people I never knew before. The last election I worked drew hundreds of voters.

This time with lower positions in government and less people running for offices, the turn out was decidedly smaller.

I think citizens take our government system for granted. For those who are cynical, my husband says a vote not cast definitely doesn’t count.

In Proverbs it says that God sets princes on the throne. In America, I figure that means presidents in office. To God be the glory, He has everything under control.

Enjoy your day.

 

Blogger Recognition Award

Thank you so very much, https://dandelionsacre.com, for giving me an award for blogging. I appreciate your kind comments and your follow.

I began blogging over seven years ago after attending Montrose Christian Writers Conference in Montrose, PA near Binghamton, NY. I didn’t really know what to expect and it was a slow start. I am still learning, especially about importing pictures.

I so enjoy your photographs and learning about bits and pieces of your life.

Advice I’d give to new bloggers: As a writer, it’s important to be vulnerable so people will relate to what you are saying, but it’s important to use wisdom. Whatever you write will be out there for whomever to read for a long time, maybe forever.

I needed to learn to show up more consistently so people following me would take the time to stop by the site.

I began to understand the importance of following other bloggers. It’s a community and I really enjoy reading other people’s thoughts and opinions. I’ve learned from folks across the world or across my country. How awesome is that?

I’d like to nominate the following bloggers for a blogger recognition award. I saved dandelionsacre.com’s beautiful award on my computer to copy and paste on my site and it told me how to paste it in language I couldn’t understand. So, with no pretty award picture, here they are:

  1. For wisdom and beautiful poetry: lifecameos at wordpresscom7862wordpresscom.wordpress.com/
  2. For insights into science and faith and intrigue: endatymes.wordpress.com/
  3. For a blog by a husband, father and man of faith being real: afracturedfaithblog.wordpress.com/
  4. For cooking and beautiful gardens and family love: indianeskitchen.com
  5. thedaddyblitz.wordpress.com by a Christian dad and husband and a thinking person with some great advice
  6. texaslawstudent.com by a young fellow sharing his love of Texas and ideas worth reading
  7. savannahhardcastle.wordpress.com/ writes with compassion for sufferers and gives wisdom that offers comfort

I could choose many more, but it’s late and I’m losing the ability to think and to craft intelligible sentences. Thanks for stopping by my site and I hope you’ll stop at these blogs as well.

This is a copy of Elizabeth’s instructions to me:

“So, congratulations, guys, for receiving the Blogger Recognition Award, nomination! If you’d like to pass the love along, here are the rules:
Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
Write a post to show your award.
Give a brief story of how your blog started.
Give pieces of advice to new bloggers.
Select 5-15 other bloggers you want to give this award to.
Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.”

Accepting Change

Every once in a while, I have a day that re-arranges itself. Today was one of those days.

A few days ago, I picked up a book from the library by David Allen entitled, Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity, Revised Edition, published by Penguin Books, New York, NY. The copyright is by David Allen in 2001, 2015 and the Foreword is copyrighted in 2015 by James Fallows.

I read the first edition a few years ago but I did one step and let it go.

As I did the first step over again on Thursday, I decided it was time to buy the book. I thought of purchasing the e-book, but it was $5.00 more than the paperback.

Yesterday was such a busy day, I decided to do step 2 today. Then, a close friend sent me a message telling me what hospital she ended up in and for me not to come there.

I did detective work to reach her son and he told me to drive up there. I prayed and felt as if God said the same thing. She scolded me and then said she was glad I drove up. I hope to hear a good report soon.

I called a friend for prayer and she offered to ride along so I could have company.

I don’t know her as well but I took her up on the offer. On the way home, we enjoyed a sky full of fluffy clouds stretched thin across the horizon with blue sky and bright sun peeking between the many layers.

She said at home she gets to see beautiful golden-orangish sunsets from her front porch. We prayed for my friend before they took her off for another test, and off we went.

Then she directed me to a nice Thai restaurant where I got to try two dishes I never had before.

Earlier, I bought her a chai tea as I ordered one fo me. As I drove the highway, my tallest finger swelled with pain. I told my husband I figured it was the chai or the Thai and noted that they rhymed. He wasn’t impressed.

Later, I ate a small rich ice cream cone and after a while, a juicy peach. We’re getting to the end of our local growing season for peaches.

As I ate the rich dessert I thought it’s probably not the smartest thing to eat with my finger aching. A few hours later and it’s better.

I really appreciate God answering prayers for healing, but as my passenger stated when we talked about our eating habits when we’ve learned some food choices encourage health and others hinder health, “Therefore to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin,” James 4:17, (NKJV).

She rarely gives me verses to consider unless we’re in a Bible study, but I agreed with her. When I brought up the chai tea with sugar and skim milk she and I decided a small treat is not bad.

The Word of God tells us to be moderate in all things, although that wouldn’t apply to obvious things to avoid like gossip or slander or theft, etc.

Eating small amounts of sugary foods is not sin, but gluttony is a sin. Our body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, we’re supposed to take care of it.

Well, I’m preaching to myself here. If I eat healthy foods, drink enough water, exercise, and sleep before midnight I feel better.

On that note, I’m going to type this and get ready for bed. I’d like to blog earlier so my brain doesn’t get stimulated at night, but my days don’t seem to co-operate.

May God bless you.

Momentum in Life

 

I did some writing for a lady a few years back. She was a woman on a mission. She went to Washington, DC to speak before the legislatures to implore them to do something on behalf of families with brain diseased members.
She told me that 25 % of the population will deal with mental illness, either in themselves or in the lives of their loved ones and/or acquaintances. She also told me that when the patient is taken to the Emergency room at the hospital, they are the only ones offered the help of an attorney. Family is basically shut out of the process and because the person’s brain is not working properly, they can be easily persuaded to accept treatment that is not to their benefit.
I understand the dilemma. Sometimes wrong behaviors in a family may cause the mental disease, but usually, the family cares much more about a person than a stranger does.
How do people recover from brain distress without the love of God in their history?
I read Psalms 116-119, and they are filled with promises from God to watch over His children and to deliver them from evil. I knew a lady in church over twenty years ago, and she told us, once she recovered, that depression made her feel so hopeless she thought she’d never get out of the lowest moments in her life.
Sometimes, I think people must take small steps toward wholeness by focusing on others and crying out to God.
A favorite Scripture of mine is 2 Timothy 1:7, (NKJV): For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

When my youngest son battled for his life as a newborn, whenever I got close to the hospital I would get hit with tremendous fear because I’d driven about forty minutes by then without a cell phone. What if he’d died on the way there? I heard a preacher on the radio encouraging us by saying that speaking the Word of God allows us to hear the Word of God and in Romans_10:17, (NKJV) it states, “So then faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.”

I spoke 2 Timothy 1:7 and the overpowering fear lifted as if it had been a vise squeezing my shoulders and then it released and disappeared.

I thought, the Word of God is powerful!

Then I memorized the Scripture: Hebrews_4:12: For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

The Word of God is alive. Imagine that. Someone I love is in the depths of despair and I told her to hold on to the hope of Jesus Christ. I know it’s hard, but there will be an end to this hopelessness and I reminded her that she is loved.

It’s in her court, the course of her life. No one can live it for her. She asked me to pray and I said I would. That’s the best thing anyone can do. God alone is a perfect help in times of trouble and He alone satisfies our deepest longings.

How do I know? Because I’ve been in hard times over the years and He’s never let me down. Sometimes I wished His timing matched mine, but then I’d be glad He delayed, because when He did show up, the need had changed and it helped that the prayer got answered later. He gave me momentum to move along and live with new thoughts and with fresh horizons.

God knows everything.

May God bless you.

Sanhedrin bans all Messianic Jewish marriages in Israel (News Article)

Kind of a shame.

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Pray for our Jewish brothers and sisters and for the Sanhedrin.  If marriages were not recognized by state and government unless you officially sign a paper and deny our Savior Yeshua-Jesus, what would you do?  A portion of the article has been copied here and the link below for further information.

Sanhedrin bans all Messianic Jewish marriages in Israel

‘Nothing changed in 2,000 years,’ says Jesus-believing rabbi

Published update 9/2/2017 by Leo Hohmann

The state of Israel’s religious establishment is taking its persecution of Messianic Jewish believers in Jesus to a new level.

A rabbinic court, or Sanhedrin, has ruled that a Jew who believes in Jesus as the Jewish Messiah is no longer considered a Jew for purposes of marriage in Israel. This makes it impossible for two Messianic Jews to get married inside the country.

“An Israeli couple who are Messianic Jews cannot marry in a traditional Jewish…

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Heading Out

A few days ago, my husband and I swung by my youngest daughter’s house to see her and her brother, and later, her husband.

We stayed for dinner and then headed north to see their sister and family. Before we left, I got a tour of her garden while we waited for the food in the oven to heat. I grew some vegetables at the side of our garage, which is not the best place for sun and rain to hit. With all the water coming from the clouds this summer in Upstate New York, tomatoes have been bountiful. Zucchini showed up regularly on one plant in small batches and the smaller plant, green as the squash itself hasn’t produced one piece of fruit. I don’t know if the animals are getting them before us or if it’s because it’s a little crowded at that spot.

I have more tomato plants than I planted, either because my husband runs over the trailing vines and the seeds squirt into the soil, or the birds are dropping tomato seeds after they’ve eaten some of the produce. So, I’ve been giving a lot of cherry tomatoes and ten medium-sized tomatoes away besides eating a bunch myself.

My husband asks if I’m going to make spaghetti sauce with them and I keep saying yes, but then we go out of town. I expect to make sauce, if the weather doesn’t go crazy and freeze early. I heard a ton of geese squawking away today, but when I glanced out the window all I could see was white fog.flight of geesehttps://www.google.com/url?sa=i&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=images&cd=&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0ahUKEwirjZiqhpLWAhXE8RQKHUFHCV0QjRwIBw&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fsherylstow%2Fcanadian-geese%2F&psig=AFQjCNEKBmiNenlJRuBbMW6n5Jm7J9UCuA&ust=1504838471059269

 

The Canadian geese may be on their way South. I love seeing them in their V-formation, but the older I get, I realize I enjoy seeing them more in Spring than leaving in Fall. Anticipating Spring gets my mind and body ready for flowers and gardening. Preparing for Winter gets me checking out blankets, heavy outdoor clothing, tires with good tread for handling snowy roads, an ice-melter so we don’t fall on the sidewalks, boots, and filters for our furnace, etc. As a younger person, Fall was my favorite season. It still is in some respects, but now it reminds me that Winter is around the corner and that is less appealing as I age. Although, every season has its beauty.

Some northern folks like to ski and ice-skate. I used to sled downhill as a child and young mother. Now, I walk in the brisk air and then hurry inside for a hot cup of tea–
chai or ginger or lemon or rooibos, to name a few. I buy hot chocolate for the younger generation and my husband. After shoveling, he likes to dunk peanut butter toast into hot chocolate to thaw out and to enjoy a childhood favorite food combination.

We stopped at an ice cream store on our way North that night early in the week and the girl at the counter told us they were closing for good this month. Their ice cream is great, but it’s expensive, high in fat, and not the only ice cream shop in town. My husband understands business from his years working as a manager, considering the “bottom line.”

“Maybe their agreement with the partner store expired or they ran into difficulties working together.”

I didn’t think that way. All I thought was that the worker looked sad and I wondered if selling less product meant that she would lose her job.

With all the storms and fires in America at the moment, people are probably not rushing out to get ice cream. Many folks give to charities to help those in trouble, even thousands of miles away in this country. Our church is going to take an offering for Convoy of Hope this Sunday. They are a first responder to disasters and we helped them for a few days when Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans back in 2005. We know they are a reputable organization.

We also pray. I stopped at an outdoor market today and the farmer spoke about the poor people in Florida with a hurricane of epic proportions on its way there. He couldn’t understand why some would choose to stay in the face of danger. He said, “Why would they risk their lives?”

I told him they have their priorities out of order.

Then I told him an elderly lady at our Bible study asked us to pray for them today and so we did, beseeching God to send the hurricane out to sea and to not allow any lives to be lost in boats.

Sometimes I like to get away from home, but as we traveled on Monday night, we got hit with such a rain storm with lightning splitting the sky that we pulled off the road.

My husband couldn’t see and he said if the professionals are waiting for better visibility he would follow their example. We arrived late but safe. Thank You, Jesus!

It’s nice to be home again.

I hope you are well. May God bless you!