This piece of flash fiction, if you will, came to me in a vision as I spent some quite time with God and this is what I saw in my mind as it was revealed to me. I believe in healing and that God can, and does, renew our hearts rescuing us from the darkness.
I know that I don’t do nearly enough!
Stop pretending and be who you are for authenticity is beautiful! Believe in the ‘ripple effect’!
#PeopleChangePeople #HopeLives #YouMatter
As we come to the end of another weekend, I always feel the tension Sunday night. Between the weekend past and the new week that lies ahead. I find often find myself listening to the blues music played on our local public radio station.
Whether the weekend was good, bad, happy or sad. Filled with wondrous moments or just a lot of work for whatever reasons. There is a sense of melancholy as it comes to an end. Tomorrow morning it is back to work and the routine of the week. No matter what that entails, but still it can be an adventure.
The way before us is as yet unformed and filled with anticipation and even expectations. Go forth my friends and seize the day, rise up like mighty warriors and conquer your fears, slay the dragons and live the life that you imagined chasing the dreams and desires that God has placed specifically inside of you. You matter, your life matters! You are a difference maker in the lives of others and they need you, that is your destiny!
I have been silent for awhile now. Here on my blog and all other forms of social media. Just dealing with stuff, you know life. Trying to figure it all out, when I finally realized there are no clear answers. This was the first post I shared on Twitter just a little over a week ago. Then onto Instagram and my Facebook page.
(PS – I would love to meet and get to know each one of you on those media platforms also. Follow me and I promise to follow back!)
Anyway, I got tired of pretending. Pretending and hiding behind the smiles and the words that never seemed to mean anything to me. Even if they may have meant something to others, so I stopped sharing. But I never stopped writing and those closest to me have stood by me, letting my silence linger and for that I am grateful. They make me stronger. You all make me stronger and I hope you will forgive me for dropping out for a while to find my way.
I now want to send out ripples, to reengage if you will, although I don’t yet know to what level. I realize that maybe if my posts, my words, my images, or just my presence touches one heart, … well it’s all worth it. That may spark them touching someone else and so on and so forth. That is the ‘ripple effect’. So, rise up mighty warriors it is time to seize the day!