The color, a little fades Out of every scene today, Children’s toys put away; Memories caught – in moments – Mothballed in the distinct past, What we wanted, dreamed Touched with hope, joys unseem.
Now pleasures rolled back Thick, clouded, velvet curtains Drawn, enshrouding mystery; Who we are, and who become No longer treasures, as begun, Letting hours, freshets run Under shadow, below sun.
No word, no rumor fond Does escape to foster breath, Another one intake, bereft; They say death is cruel: But this unknown we wrestle – It grinds like mortar against pestle – Plans fade… beyond investment.
Experience takes us down unexpected pathways. Every day seems to evolve or devolve. We are shaped by these revolutions in thought and deed.
Think about things you see or have seen manifesting in your life. Perhaps unexpected transitions are occurring in your relationships.
Prompt: Create something that illustrates, in words or any other form, the “Divergent Destiny” you are navigating or have navigated. Bonus: Imagine a path forward and create around the possibility.
I am grateful: 1. Shelter 2. Food 3. Friendship 4. Creativity 5. Alex
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The day, now, arrives Abstract as splotches dripped from A hard-shaken brush; What fading becomes, of us, When we hardly stay in touch? We wake, lightning stroke, Days so many thoughts provoke; We used to get up early so we could ski on the lake before other campers got in the water. Often fog would lie in stillness until we cleaved it, Fog on lake, like smoke. Those great heavy stones, So originally placed; Existence has weight. Consciousness becoming clear in daybreak’s glamorous glare. Creativity anchored within Love so deep, Summer songs repeat.
Sometimes I scroll Facebook, Instagram, or X. I post a few likes and a comment or three. Occasionally, I share something that came to my mind. Often, I feel a little guilty for spending precious time that way. Is it a waste of time? People may say it is, but it is a conduit for interaction with others in the world out there beyond my screens. I think they are just as desperate for someone to notice they have taken the time to create a thing and launch it into another mind as I am.
Are the people who crusade against spending time “scrolling” not also using their own platforms for the exhortations? We bask in the reality that our lives are bigger than our bodies. It has always been that way, but our social media allow us to know in a concrete way that we make waves in the fabric of time and space.
Okay, I know words or pictures on a screen are not concrete, but the mind behind what so magically appears and the one that sees it and adds it to the stores within his or her brain are real. Transmission of information is the culmination of millions of hours of effort by people, human beings, whose identities we never know. Their effectiveness in changing our lives is not diminished by our not being in the space with them, working to make these wonders exist.
It is easy to believe in Jesus when we think about how we have the Holy Bible with us, even as we believe someone or something real created what we experience on screen. We, ourselves, know so little of how our being settles onto a screen in front of us and before someone in another space that we can compare it to prayer. We are here, and creativity, the Lord, and another soul almost seem as nebulous as molecules and atoms. We trust that “scientific facts” are true, though we may fail to understand their workings at all. Science and God are in definite ways connected; those who began to explore and relate the references society has built itself around believed in God and were not in opposition to His Being.
We exist within the mind of the LORD, and we also live in the throne room of Heaven. Should we then be more mindful in the conduct of our lives? I believe so. Is scrolling the World Wide Web a transgression? No more than other actions we take. As my parents often reminded me, “All things in moderation.” This is the information that imbues all parts of life with meaning. We, being consumed by any portion of life to the exclusion of others that hold as much or greater importance, are wasteful. On a level of pure being and meaning, we have work we must do. Work that changes lives, mine, and yours. Our purpose is Love for God and one another.
Um, I say writing is just talking on the page. As my audio conversations get carried away, because my brain is neurodivergent, so has this session of writing. Thank you for your participation in my creation. I hope you know that, as I can write, so can you. You have valuable thoughts to share. Please give yourself permission to say what your truth is on the page and share it with others who may need your voice to give them their own.
May the Lord Jesus Christ be with you always through His Spirit. I hope you experience peace and Love abundantly and receive multitudes of blessings. Returning you to your regularly scheduled programming. Do not forget you are Loved extravagantly and never alone.
I am sure others Are more stable and able But I still love life Even when it causes tears, I can say, “Thank God today!” When hard things rain down There is comfort to be found In knowing Jesus Holds my life His steadfast hands I have faith He understands. Giving everything To the Lord, trusting His work God gives me my worth Nothing on Earth can take it Because nothing here made it. Mercy, grace, give me hope, Redeemed, made whiter than snow By the Lamb of God Who Loves me eternally Christ Jesus safety bestows.
When grief hits me like a stone, and I wish for my old home that can never be restored, I take shelter in the Lord. I have learned that days are often beyond my control, but prayer lends a foundation to continue on.
Life may not go well at all times, but it is still, underneath the anguish, well with my soul. Jesus can handle the storms and bring me through, maybe shaken, but not destroyed.
I am thankful: 1. I have a church. 2. Creativity works. 3. There is fresh water. 4. I have things to help when my mind makes a mess of me. 5. There are people I love who love me.
What are you thankful for today? Noticing things that bring gratitude can enrich lives. I invite you to make a list, if only mentally; writing works well because it solidifies concepts and gives them depth.
I do not post as often as possible, but my journal absorbs thoughts daily.
PROMPT: Write down a few thoughts today, especially if your life challenges you right now.
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Prompt: Find time to create something during your day. Even if it is just working in a journal like I have here, you need to express yourself in your media of choice.
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You are precious, loved, and worthy. I hope you find hope and joy each day.
