To a significantly great extent, we are given the ability to choose to remember or forget. Now I realize that traumatic events take a great deal of time and forgiveness more than time to get to that place, but it is possible. I am proof of that. I remember what went down, but no longer remember smells or details or pain or sounds and yells. I chose to forgive long ago and more recently asked to forget and God granted me that to the extent a human mind can. We have to remember some or it may be repeated or help someone else somehow. Also, it becomes a beautifully remade scar filled with God’s diamond dust healing to give Him glory for healing us from it and making us prettier and humble.
But I really went down a rabbit hole there because I want us to all start practicing the remembrance of good things. In fact, I suggest we get a notebook or memo app and write down who and what kindness was done to us in our day. Thr smallest thing, the biggest thing. We can choose to remember. And then we can, at the end of the day, week, month, whatever, look at them and smile and thank God for those blessings. It may encourage you. You may see patterns. You may appreciate more. You may whine less. You may share the idea with someone else who seems down a lot. It may help them. Old fashioned people call that counting our blessings, but make that fresh and call it “choosing good” or “good things to remember” or something. Maybe post some good thing to lift someone’s face to God for a minute. Maybe change the world one good thing at a time.😄❤
In summer, I noticed writing slows, people’s thoughts are elsewhere, occupied by a frenzy of rushed vacations and manic relaxation. The flow of thought congeals under the pressure of too much heat and movement mixed, like a fan blowing hot air to quench an unsatisfyable need for cool and calm. And on we breathe, red hot as the air, miserable in the humidity, happier somehow in the rain that falls a few minutes every day to somehow provide a break, despite the miserable wetness of it. Rushed streams of thought are forced and flow thickly when they do attempt flow. Herein lies what I am observing on the blogs. Those unaffected by the heat and cludge of mass vacationmanship, those of us with more bills than income and can not get away, we still write. It is at least somewhere for our mind to go, our thoughts vacate to. So you fellow writers still expressing words from your thoughts, who still can, I thank you and delight in bathing myself in their richness. 😄❤
I just wanted to shout out to the regular bloggers/writers out there. I can tell a whole bunch started out strong with new year resolutions and have trickled off to not write any longer. Writing is such a valuable sharing of ideas and expression of freedom and love. Invaluable. And what a worthy outlet! So this of you still writing away, good on ya and keep it up. It is beautiful to read your words and share life with your journey. Great job!!! Love you!😄❤
God makes each of us unique with specific gifts. My job as a writer is to encourage with truth. God often gives me a topic to write myself based on my experience. Other times someone writes from their gifts and experience that may help someone like-minded. I am a variety writer, all to encourage with truth. I write some wake up calls, some praise, some facts to empower, some challenges to embolden, some poems for trust and faith, some snippets of parentimg, thoughts on schooling, some recipes for health, some plans of salvation. So my blog sight is a buffet rather than one course but all for the purpose of encouraging in truth and hopefully restoring souls to God. I wanted to explain that as it sometimes seems random. My higher goal is for God and I take no money for it and want none because it is worship for my Lord God/Yahweh. Love you all, thank you for reading.😄❤
When one writes well, the words convey the soul of the author.
I love the Bible because it shows me the soul of God.
I love reading books because it connects me with the soul of the writer. Doesn’t matter the physical manifestation of the author, the shell of that person is stripped away to obscurity and the mind and heart and essence (the soul) of the author is conveyed and appreciated. You also see the moral character, for better or worse. And this meeting of souls is beautiful. The story may support this but how it is written is much more important.
Never neglect the written word. Especially the Bible, as God is the most important of souls to connect with.❤
(I get nothing for promoting this book. I did not write the book and do not know the author except through reafing this book. In fact, I blog for my passion and love of God, truth and the art of writing and not money.)
I am promoting this book because it is a fantastic story with the greatest encouragement I know of through its thrilling story. I am reading it to my daughter right now, not having read it for several years, and again was drawn in to its power and sweetness. And it is making my daughter much more passionate about reading. Thought I would pass it on. ❤
For some reason and quite suddenly, I am no longer able to share other WordPress blogs I like on my blog. I am not sure why this is, but just know that and understand that I would share more of my dear writer friend’s blog entries if I could. Please do not take it personally and know that I am not happy about it. Love you all. I will keep reading, however, and write my own. Keep writing. Love your work!❤