Six of One, Half a Dozen of the Other – He Knows

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Six of One, Half a Dozen of the Other.”

Write a six-word story about what you think the future holds for you, and then expand on it in a post.

He knows His plan for me

“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11 NLT

My future was ordained by the Lord before I was knit in my mother’s womb. It is for good and not evil. He has given me a future although it hasn’t fully unfolded before me. Along with the future came hope. That hope is what I hold on to when I can’t see anything resembling a future. One thing I have to remind myself of is what I see as my future might not look like the future the Lord as put together for me.

For that reason I keep in constant contact with Him through looking and listening and being quite so I can hear the still small voice that’s booming loud and clear.

Let’s Do Trains Again

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Trains, Planes, and Automobiles.

Trains, planes, automobiles, buses have been my mode of transportation at one time or another in my life.

Traveling with my grandfather as a little child I was elected to talk to him so he wouldn’t go to sleep while driving. You guessed it, everyone else was asleep, I would lean on his seat and talk to him until we were home safe.

When I was older we would travel from the town where we lived to visit my grandmother in another city. That was before craziness became a part of Greyhound bus rides.

Every summer we’d visit my uncles and aunts in Chicago. We’d go in a car but ride the train home. At first I was afraid but quickly got over the fear and looked forward  to the ride.

When I was sixteen years old I was nominated to take my grandmother to New York to stay with her sister, That is a trip that I’ll never forget. It was a rough trip because I had to stay awake throughout the night to keep an eye on her. But by the grace of God we made it.

My first plane ride was to Chicago. I took my two young children on their first ride. They were a bit too young to remember. I realized that was the best way to get somewhere, have plenty of time to visit and get back home without being exhausted.

Last year I rode the train twice, from Rome airport into Rome and from Rome to Venice. Those were exciting train rides especially being my first time in Europe and not having a clue what I was doing.

I traveled in Venice by water taxis. That was the most relaxing mode of transportation I’ve ever experience. Can’t wait to do it again.

On my list now is to travel all over Europe by train and travel all over America by train also.

I’m ready to do trains again.

Sing in the Rain

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singin’ in the Rain.”

Rain has a personality of its own. It can be calm and quiet drops or a violent terrifying storm. I prefer the calm, quiet steady stream. It  presents a laid back, napping day that can also be full of fun.

A wonderful rainy day is perched in the middle of my bed with magazines I need to catch up on  and my drink of choice–coffee, tea, or smoothie on my night stand and the television on. Once I’m settled, I slip into a place I love going-to sleep with the television watching me.

Summer rain streaming down from the cloudy sky entices me to create my own scene from the movie Singing in the Rain. I’d start with an umbrella, singing, dancing and skipping throughout the raindrops. After a while I’d close the umbrella and soak in the raindrops as they slide from the top of my head to the soles of my feet while my skin takes a deep drink of water.

Oh what a wonderful day.

Singular Sensation

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singular Sensation.”

If one experience or life change results from you writing your blog, what would you like it to be?

The one experience or life change I would love to see happen is I become a better writer that people would love to read what I write. Along with that I would like to explore writing a book and/or creating a photo book.

These are things I’m working towards now. They could take my writing to a new level.

Too Soon

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Too Soon?.”

Can anything be funny, or are some things off-limits?

One thing that gets me upset is when a dirty old (or young) man thinks I want to hear an off-color joke. After being caught by surprise a few times, I now stop them from telling that junk. There is nothing funny about off-color jokes told by anyone.

Another thing that disgusts me is when someone make jokes about a person they really don’t know but have only made assumption about them according to their outward appearance.

A joke or comment that does no one harm can be funny.