A gentle breeze winds its way through a treed canopy,
Taking a trip along the water’s edge,
Clouds begin to collect in angelic form above the lake,
A peaceful setting, filled with people walking the perfectly landscaped path,
Artists interspersed throughout,
Where each of them casts his own interpretation upon an empty canvas,
While onlookers draw their own conclusions,
Soon the gentle, drifting clouds connect,
A raging storm ensues,
A mad dash to collect belongings and hit the road,
A summer day in the life of the itinerate artist


As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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