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On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words – allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt.  We write for 5 minutes flat.  No editing, no back-tracking. Then we join together and link up and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.

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I’ve been stripped bare, down to my soul

There is nothing left to hide

But that’s ok

That’s where He wants me

A blank canvas where all I have left is my heart and my soul

A place that I can only groan my confessions and my longings

A place where all that can come from me is small whispers

Whispers that say

“You are in charge”

“You are God”

“I will praise you with whatever I have left”

She got accepted to nursing school

“Click”

She got into all her summer classes

“Click, click”

Like the tumblers of a lock

The pages being turned

The plan being shown

And no longer hidden

My heart and eyes are open

I’m ready to see what is ahead

The plan that is no longer being hidden

Trusting the plan that is unfolding is not easy though

Trusting has become a difficult thing

Because while You hid Your answer from me …

I grew weary and complacent and sinful

It’s time to come out from my hiding spot

It’s time to bathe in the Son and follow You again…

 
 

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Relief

Relief

On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words.  Allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt Then we join together and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.

  

Five Minute Friday – 


Relief
Where do you struggle?
When will the pain end?

When does relief come?  What shape does it take?  What song does it sing?

When we love deeply ~ When we live our lives fully
There is always pain to encounter

Relief may come in the daily whispers of I love you 
It may come in the hugs
In the phone calls
In the comfort of family or a friend

Love deeply, live your life fully, hold a hand and embrace some relief
It is on its way

It comes to lift your spirit
To stand you up again
To help you to move on and move forward

It comes small and it comes big
And it arrives in a gentle whisper, or like a warm breath, or like a hand on the shoulder
Relief tells you it’s going to be ok

Relief is in the love you give and the love you receive
Embrace it
 

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“Dear Diary”



“Dear diary, it’s been a long time since I’ve written…”

It’s been months since I have posted anything on my blog space but it’s not that I’m not writing. The pile of napkins, receipts, and entries into my electronic notes will attest to the fact that my brain is still offloading so much that I need to write down before I forget it all.

Some of it would be considered just mere ramblings. Other notes, as everyone knows, turn out to be private or therapeutic. But it has been a long, difficult, and somewhat confusing year and apparently extremely “note-worthy.”

I’ve moved a few times, driven thousands of miles, grieved some big losses, and settled back into my hometown in Pennsylvania. I reside there by myself, work as a volunteer in our local hospital/clinic campus, attend the church I was raised, meet many new friends every day, and enjoy great food and fellowship wherever I go. Not to mention I have found many people that have known me or my family from decades ago – including a former babysitter. Encounters with these long-lost friends of the family have made me feel so welcome and loved it has been an amazing experience.

It’s a situation you would call bittersweet though. My family still resides in the South at the moment. That makes things tenuous, lonely, and let’s face it – it makes it difficult to cook dinners for one and freeze the rest! But it has been better for my health and as all my friends know, I clearly LOVE winter weather – right down to shoveling the snow!

In fact, as I write this, I’m visiting Alabama and missing a really nice snow storm up north. Everyone promises me though that there will be more snow to come and that I won’t miss out … They seem to grumble about it though, I’m not sure why…

As usual, my thoughts turn to the lessons I’ve been learning through all this uprooting. Some lessons are short and to the point, others – well I’m still tapping my fingers waiting for them to be resolved so I can move forward …

I’m hoping to get to write and post a few things this week but my neck pain is at the helm and we’ll just have to wing it as usual.

I have thought greatly on the loss of a friend over the last few months and also about turbulent family relationships and how to deal with them, survive them, and how to forgive and feel forgiven over some of the junk in life. You know, just the average daily thoughts because that’s where my life is at the moment.

My writings today are done with the sun streaming in through the windows, but I’m thinking of grey clouds and of driving back to the land of snow and cold … But both places make me smile, way down deep.

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Posted by on January 27, 2015 in Life, in general

 

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Home?

Home?

I’m surviving without internet service and wifi except for my incredibly smart phone.

Believe it or not….

Based on that knowledge, please pardon the fact that I will be posting from my phone unless I somehow find the time to park myself at a McDonald’s and order myself a chocolate shake and borrow their wifi.

I now live in a town where it takes 7 minutes to travel 1.2 miles. A place where learning the ever-changing speed limits is as important as memorizing the location of every back-jarring pothole.

This is the place where I was born and have always considered “home.” Living here again, however, has left me feeling displaced. This could possibly stem from the fact that most of my belongings are still in my truck….

Really – after a whole month I’m still driving around with my desk, baskets, buckets of kitchenware, quilts, sewing and drawing equipment … and one really long and obnoxious rug. Oh and a couple of mosaic tables.

And I feel lost, in the most familiar place I know.

My life …

Takes up one corner of someone’s kitchen

One small bed

One small closet

One shelf in the bathroom

One spot in the driveway

And one corner of a living room (my easel and art supplies)

This…. Is not my home.

Hmmm I wonder when I will no longer feel “lost.”

Pictures of “Home”

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Posted by on June 27, 2014 in Five Minute Friday, Life, in general, Travel

 

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Friend

On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words.  Allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt from our fearless community leader Lisa Jo Baker.  Then we join together and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.

www.lisajobaker.com

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Friend

Recently I added two new friends to my Facebook page … friends from middle school. One remembered me and the other had some vague familiarity of my name.

Many people who know me well know that I have friends all over the country and a few overseas. They are all a part of my life because I have lived in many places…. and in order to keep in touch with them I have used snail mail, email, then Facebook – which really expanded my capabilities of finding a few friends that I had lost touch with many decades ago.

Occasionally, I see posters saying “Keep people in your life that motivate you, love you, make you happy, etc.”  And to “Let Go” those that don’t…

Basically it encourages you to walk away from the people in your life who are negative, or who drag you down … but I believe eventually we would all be ALONE if we followed that advice.

{WE} could eventually be that negative person that someone feels led to “let go.”

I have friends of all kinds … They all have distinct personalities and opinions and their own personal soapboxes that they stand on in life… Sometimes I join them on that soapbox, other times I just read or listen to whatever they are passionate about.

Not everything they say is nice, or beneficial, but I can’t discount them as a friend simply on the merit that I think they are “negative” … each one brings a little piece of something to my life.

Honestly? A few years ago someone said something to me that was pretty negative and I was really at a loss for words. It hurt, and it hurt deep.

It also made me truly look at myself and see …

while I was pointing out the faults of others …

I had COMPLETELY lost sight of my own sinful nature.

I could have easily let that person go, but I was taught a valuable lesson that day.  An important lesson that I try to exercise daily.

A friend loves at all times

Proverbs 17:17

 

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Five Minute Friday – Paint

Acrylic Lesson One

Paint

I’m in love with this word

Actually, paint in general kind of makes me all giddy inside.

Really … I’m not lying

I don’t know what it is but I love to paint.

Ask my walls.

Or the Hoosier cupboard.

Or the barn, my garage doors, the shutters, the windows, the porch posts, the deck, the workbench, our picnic table …

I think you see my point, right?  Or is that you should see my PAINT???

Oh and something really new and fabulous???

You can even ask the canvases I’ve been working on …

I sort of ran out of LARGE surfaces but I still wanted to paint – so I am taking lessons in acrylic.

Which sort of led to re-painting my old desk that HOLDS my paint supplies.

Funny how THAT works, right?

Oh, did I mention how I like to paint my toes too?  Yes, it’s fun to do that kind of painting too!

On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words.  Allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt from our fearless community leader Lisa Jo Baker.  Then we join together and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.

www.lisajobaker.com

 

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Five Minute Friday ~ Writer

On Fridays… we “shhhh” the inner critic and run freely with our words.  Allowing ourselves to exercise our free-flowing words with a one word prompt from our fearless community leader Lisa Jo Baker.  Then we join together and encourage each other – kind of like a Flashmob for Writers.

www.lisajobaker.com

Intense Light

How can I pass up a Five Minute Friday prompt that shouts at me …

Doubt!

Worry!

Frustration!

Empowerment?

Encouragement?

Self-Esteem?

Time?!

Labor?!

Aches and Pains?!

What, didn’t your email speak those words to you?

Mine did… because I’m a writer and I think about all those things when Lisa Jo sends the prompt on Fridays.  Doubt I’ll write today, I’m frustrated I didn’t have time to write, etc.

See why I can’t pass up a juicy tidbit of a word like Writer?  It invokes so much emotion in me that I, well, I was ALMOST propelled to the keyboard on Friday.  I did take notes in my phone immediately though, and that’s enough..

I write because I have doubt, and so do others.  That encourages us, empowers us and it’s a labor of love through the aches and pains and the groanings of life.  It can propel us to SKIP washing the dishes ask for help with the kids so we can squeeze in a little time to write.

And I love it… and linking up on Fridays is really fun and has been a blessing in my life that took away some of the doubt, and definitely gave me some new friends with tons of encouragement!

Have a great weekend… and WRITE something!  You know, if you have time ~ No pressure ~ Just sayin …

 
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Posted by on April 5, 2014 in Five Minute Friday Flash Mob, Writing

 

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