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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 Amazon.com.
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Category Archives: words
Words spill out of my mouth thoughtlessly, Unyielding my tongue pushes them into the world. Where did those words come from? My mind does not take the time to realize The way they could be interpreted, The way they could hurt, … Continue reading
Someone once said, “Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time. You won’t have a leg to stand on.” There are many times I’ve found myself saying things I don’t mean or using words that hurt without … Continue reading
“Last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.” T.S. Eliot Several years ago I wrote an autobiography called, “Stages – a Memoir.” The book was written mainly for my family as a record of my … Continue reading