The sound of the shofar is a divine message
Sent to you and me
Things in the past no longer can be
Because we’re being set free
Hear the sound,
The glorious sound
I participated in an art class today where I created this beautiful masterpiece.
Walking through the store I picked out a sign I liked to add to my fall decorations for my home. I noticed Scarecrows and wondered their significance. I heard the Lord say they keep the enemy from stealing your harvest. I immediately bought several as a prophetic act.
The top picture is of the one I have at home where the Scarecrow is protecting my harvest.
The bottom one is my display at work where I’m sharing harvest blessings with joy.
May Harvest Blessings Be Yours With Joy!
I’m sitting at my desk in front of the window with my eyes open. I realized I wasn’t seeing what I was looking at.
Now that I am seeing, I see green everywhere. The grass, bushes, and trees. The tree and bushes in front of the window are filling up with new leaves. By the end of the week I won’t be able to see across the street. I opened the door to take it all in. Very refreshing.
I have more green grass now than I’ve had in the six years I’ve live here. My Iris’s usually don’t have blooms—just greenery. This year they are full of buds and blooms.
I have two Holly bushes that never lose their green leaves. They do produce white flowers that attract bees every year for a shot time. The bees are all over them now.
A beautiful red bird was an unexpected surprise that landed in my tree. I grabbed my camera to get a picture. He flew away but not far. He perched on my neighbor’s roof and I was able to get a photo. I got a photo of a Bumble Bee on the white flowers.
I relish God’s handiwork when he decorates the earth as the seasons change. He creates a masterpiece like no other.
Red Bird I
Red Bird II
Bee in a Bush
Love your neighbor as yourself
This is what the Good News tells us to do
Check your heart to see if you love you
If you find you can’t you have work to do
Get to know the Great I AM
That’s where love originates
When He touches your heart
A burning fire will start
It will never end
Only seems like it begins again every day
It’s too hot to hold
You have to give it away
Then you will learn how to love your neighbor
J is for Jewel
You have loved me with an everlasting love. I will bless you with an eternal blessing.
You have denied yourself and honored my request. Your seed’s seed will be blessed.
You bowed your knee and gave me the glory I deserve. You live your life in such a way that everyone knows you belong to me.
I will point you in the right direction and show you the way to go. I will never leave you nor forsake you and will hold you in the palm of my hand.
You Are My Jewel
In my last blog I wrote about a story I’m writing.
My friend, an accomplished author who knows the ins and outs of writing asked me to send the first five pages to her. Today I received her critique. She gave me a lot of great advise on how I can make a better story.
I’m excited because she didn’t say my story was a hopeless mess that needs to be trashed. She gave me hope.
Tomorrow I will devote my evening to making the corrections and continue enlarging the story. Even if this story goes nowhere I’m happy I’m doing something I was afraid to do. That fear is gone and I’m going full steam ahead until it is complete. Then I will start on the next one.
Is there a best seller coming. Stay tuned.
This week I crossed a milestone in my writing.
I’ve written five pages of a story. For some reason I thought I couldn’t write anything longer than three-fourths of a page–my blog or a poem.
I’ve been attending a writers group for over two years and now have my own group. I have two conferences and many workshops under my belt. Everyone was writing books except me. I didn’t believe I could write anything of that magnitude and surely couldn’t write fiction.
Another conference is coming up next month with a different platform. This year there will be workshops where accomplished writers help with your writing skills through something you’ve written.
That posed a problem for me. I had nothing–what would I do.
I was flipping through my tablet and came across something I’d written. It was notes that could become a story or even a book. With that in my hand I was still unsure if I could complete the task. I don’t recall writing the notes–it is my handwriting. I guess I did.
I spent a couple of weeks encouraging myself and writing tidbits The Lord was giving me.
This week became the week to do it. I sat at my dining table. I played a few games and checked my Facebook. Then I took a leap into a task that seemed bigger than life. After a few minutes I was on a roll. I wrote the five pages I needed. If it hadn’t been 1:30 am I would have written more pages.
I don’t know what an experienced writer will say about it but I’ve jumped a major hurdle and am pleased with myself. I will finish my story/book whether it’s publishable or not.
What task have you tackled that you never thought you could?