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Forest or Trees: What Do You See?

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“Where are you going?”
I stop and look over my shoulder at my husband. His expression is one of complete bafflement.
“Back to the truck. You said we’re done, right?” I brush the dirt and leaves from my numb backside and shift the rifle to my shoulder.
He stares at me a second or two in disbelief then shakes his head.
“Renee, the pickup is that way.” He points up the hill in the opposite direction.
“No, it isn’t. It’s this way.” I grumble a few more words to myself and start walking down the mountain, picking my way over fallen logs and through the thick timber.
“Honey, stop!” His shout echoes through the trees, successfully halting me in my tracks. “Trust me, I know where we are and the truck is not down there. Come back.”
Now it’s my turn to look at him in shock. I gaze around me and begin to realize that I don’t have a clue where I am. Everything looks the same. The trees, the scattered leaves, and the snow crunching under my feet combine to create a scene o…

Rejoice, Again I Say, Rejoice!

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Philippians 4:4“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!”
 It's Sunday morning. The Word rings in my heart clear as a bell. I know what I'm supposed to do. The music begins and the lyrics are on the screen. My mouth opens and… A couple of weeks ago: The doctor with the funny accent flips the paper in the chart and freezes. He looks at the squiggly lines across the pink sheet then glances my way. A line furrows his brow and he taps his lip with his pen. “Your EKG is abnormal. It is indicating possible blockages.” He turns the paper to look closer. “When is the last time you had a stress test?” His accent thickens. My heart stops. What is he talking about? The blood pounds in my ears and I try to focus on the question. “I’ve never had a stress test before. I just had an EKG six months ago. They didn’t say anything to me about it being abnormal.” This can’t be happening. I’m only 42 years old. “You need to have a stress test, Mrs. Blare.”…

On My Knees: Faith in Prayer

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Psalm 17:6“I call on you, my God, for you will answer me; turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.” Have you ever left a message for someone to contact you and never received a call? Have you been the guilty party that did not pick the phone up and dial back on occasion? With a heavy heart, I can say I have. By the way, that answer is to both questions.

I’ve called friends, family, doctors, and employers at one time or another and been met with a machine, voicemail or ‘I’ll call you back in a minute.’ Instead of a returned call, my need was forgotten. It hurts.

On the flipside of the matter, I’ve been the one to say, ‘I’ll call you back.”Then life happened! My son tried to learn how to fly on his bike or my basement became Wyoming’s newest lake. I forgot to call you back. I didn’t mean to forget. You’re really are my best friend, the best mom in the whole world, or a terrific boss. Communication skills are tough. God teaches us a cool one in prayer.

Philippi…

Tales of a Fledgling Writer: Critique Land

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What! You have got to be kidding me? Can’t they see what I mean? You mean I have to rewrite this scene again? Sheesh!
Yes, I have entered a new world and oh, what a world it is. It’s called Critique Land.
I started this new expedition with one thing in mind and that was to learn. Learn how to edit, learn how to critique, learn how to write, you name it. Learn…learn…learn…
I start my second week soon and oh, what I have learned! Let’s see...
1.Format is important. ;)
2.Critiques are a matter of opinion. J
3.The art of critique is challenging but fun. J
4.To read other genres and critique them. J
5.To read destructive criticism and ignore it. L
6.Count it all joy (even the extra work)! PTL


Last week, I took a dive and jumped in head first. I swim and master new strokes every single day.Tomorrow, who knows?
The last few days have been very satisfying for me. I have read awesome stories, received some terrific feedback and grown as a writer…

Guilty!

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The gavel falls and the sound reverberates through the courtroom. Turning, I cringe to see condemnation on the faces of the gallery. I rise at the judge’s prompting and feel the shackles lock in place. As I am escorted away, my stomach clenches in fear and realize that I am now alone.
    James 2:10“For whoever shall keep the whole law, and yet stumble in one point, he is guilty of all.”
     The verdict is in, the sentence delivered.I climb in a black van and make my way to the prison. I am to spend my life behind those walls, surrounded by evil. I shiver at the thought. Psalm 9:16-17 “The LORD is known by the judgment He executes; The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. The wicked shall be turned into hell, And all the nations that forget God.”

Amazing! I had a visitor today. He was a small man with scars and stripes lacing his body. We talked for hours. He told me about his Father and why he was visiting. He saw my interest in his injuries and explained that my sentence was …

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