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Just Be

My apologies for forgetting that today is Friday. I hope you find this as interesting as I did. May you have a blessed day. ~ Connie

Life Within Him

I used to work so hard at all the things I thought Christians were supposed to do. I lost my identity as a son and began to try and please God instead of understanding that He’s already pleased with me.

It’s easy to suddenly discover a calling or gift, and it becomes our identity. We might not even realize it at first. The enemy is sneaky like that.

If our identity slowly becomes what we do and not from our right standing with the Father, everything gets jacked up.

Just be.

Have you ever read the first part of Matthew 5? It’s the beatitudes, not the do-attitudes. When we say “yes” and surrender, we start to be transformed back into His image, and we become those things. We don’t have to try and act like them.

Jesus said for those who are weary and worn down by life…

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Floating Docks of WWII

Pacific Paratrooper

SS Artisan (ABSD-1) w/ Antelope (1X-109) & LST-120 in the dock at Espiritu Santo, 8 January 1945 SS Artisan (ABSD-1) w/ Antelope (1X-109) & LST-120 in the dock at Espiritu Santo, 8 January 1945

The United States Navy, during World War 2, decided to create a temporary forward base utilizing service stations; these stations meant the United States Navy could operate throughout the huge Pacific Ocean for more sustained amounts of time.

Creating these pretty much meant they could have a major naval base within a short distance of any operation carried out in the area. The base was able to repair; resupply and refit, meaning fewer ships had to make the journey to a facility at a major port, which allowed them to remain in the Pacific for up to a year and beyond.

This was vitally important as if ships were damaged enough (either by storms in the area or damage from the enemy) they would usually have to travel thousands of miles to get…

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Maybe this is something more of us need to do. I’ve been getting rid of things for a few years now. Unfortunately, I’m too slow about it to make much of a difference. I grew up poor and learned to hang onto things. Currently, I’m clearing out books. I’ve already taken two boxes to the library and have another one ready to go. ~ Connie

Life Unscripted

When I was younger, and a bit of a speed demon, I not only liked driving fast I also liked seeing how far I could coast.  I know you’re not supposed to do it, but I used to kick my VW (back in days when you didn’t worry about what “model” VW you had because there were only “Bugs” and “Kombi’s”) out of gear and see how far I could coast.

More often than not I did it as we approached a stop light.  I’d try to gauge how far we were from the light when it turned red and kick it out of gear and coast so we were still going at a safe speed when it turned green.  Of course that was in the days when there was significantly less traffic than today!

I always liked the idea of coasting.  If you read yesterday’s blog about waiting you…

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A Little Writing Humor

My eldest son John made a comment about a story idea. The basic premise is what would America be like if the Vikings had settled here and not Columbus. He mentioned how he’s had the idea for years, but just couldn’t think of anything past the idea. We chatted a bit. I encouraged him to research it and see what he learned, explaining that might give him ideas about what to write. I told him if he got started, his characters might talk to him and tell him what they wanted.
He answered, “That’s the problem. They’re talking in Norse and I don’t understand them.”

A screenwriter comes home to a burned down house. His sobbing and slightly-singed wife is standing outside.
“Oh, John, it was terrible,” she weeps. “I was cooking, the phone rang. It was your agent. Because I was on the phone, I didn’t notice the stove was on fire. It went up in seconds. Everything is gone. I nearly didn’t make it out of the house. Poor Fluffy is–”
“Wait, wait. Back up a minute,” The man says. “My agent called?”

A visitor to a certain college paused to admire the new Hemingway Hall that had been built on campus.
“It’s a pleasure to see a building named for Ernest Hemingway,” he said.
“Actually,” said his guide, “it’s named for Joshua Hemingway. No relation.”
The visitor was astonished. “Was Joshua Hemingway a writer, also?”
“Yes, indeed,” said his guide. “He wrote a check.”

A writer died and was given the option of going to heaven or hell.
She decided to check out each place first. As the writer descended into the fiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes.
“Oh my,” said the writer. “Let me see heaven now.”
A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes.
“Wait a minute,” said the writer. “This is just as bad as hell!”
“Oh no, it’s not,” replied an unseen voice. “Here, your work gets published.”

What’s the difference between a Northern fairytale and a Southern fairytale?
A Northern fairytale begins like this: “Once upon a time.”
A Southern fairytale begins like this: “Y’all ain’t gonna believe this!”

Yes, English can be weird. It can be understood
through tough thorough thought, though.

If you hear voices inside your head, and they talk like you’re not even there…you’re probably an author.

What if we are all characters in a book? What if when you forget what you were going to say it’s the author backspacing?!?
Writer’s Block: when your imaginary friends won’t talk to you.

What do you call a snobbish criminal walking down stairs?
A condescending con descending.

“If the English language made any sense, Lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.” ~ Doug Larson  on Grammarly blog

Burning Food

I’m going to have to try this. I’m great at burning pots as well!!

Patricia Johns

I don’t multi-task well. At least not in the kitchen, and probably not other places, either, but it’s most evident in the kitchen.

Now, since our family is an allergy family (which means I have to cook our food from scratch), I spend a lot of time writing my books from the kitchen table while food cooks on the stove. The theory behind this is that I’m close by to make sure things don’t burn…

I burn pots to black more often than I care to admit. The  multi-tasking? Not so much.


Anyway, I came across this tip online for cleaning off blackened pots, and not only is it easy, but it works beautifully!

Put lemon juice or a chopped up lemon in the blackened pot and add water. Then stick it on the stove and boil for five minutes. Et, voila! Everything slides right off.

Sure saves the days…

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Bible Verses for Moms and Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day! May your day be fully blessed.

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  • Deuteronomy 6:6-9 NLT
    And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands that I am giving you today. Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up.Tie them to your hands and wear them on your forehead as reminders.Write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.
  • Psalm 127:3 NLT
    Children are a gift from the Lord;
        they are a reward from him.
  • Psalm 128:1-4 NLT
    How joyful are those who fear the Lord
        all who follow his ways!
    You will enjoy the fruit of your labor.
        How joyful and prosperous you will be!
    Your wife will be like a fruitful grapevine,
        flourishing within your home.
    Your children will be like vigorous…

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Bible Verses about Listening

Listen! How many times as parents have we yelled that at our kids? Or demanded of a friend or co-worker to “LISTEN!” to what we’re trying to say. Have a wonderful Faith Filled Friday. ~ Connie

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  • 1 Samuel 3:10 NIV
    The Lord came and stood there, calling as at the other times, “Samuel! Samuel!” Then Samuel said, “Speak, for your servant is listening.”
  • Psalm 5:3 NIV
    In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;
      in the morning I lay my requests before you
     and wait expectantly.
  • Psalm 18:6 NIVIn my distress I called to the Lord;
        I cried to my God for help.
    From his temple he heard my voice;
        my cry came before him, into his ears.
  • Psalm 34:11 NIV
    Come, my children, listen to me;
        I will teach you the fear of the Lord.
  • Psalm 81:8 NIV
    Hear me, my people, and I will warn you—
        if you would only listen to me, Israel!
  • Psalm 116:1-2 NIV
    I love the Lord, for he heard my voice;
        he heard my cry for mercy.

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