This morning held a small miracle in my life. I had just taken a shower, and my hair was in a nice wet mess. Now I am the kind of girl who, instead of curling and fixing my hair when I am annoyed with it, just sticks it up in a ponytail and leaves it for however long I wish. I happily skipped into the bathroom, opened the cupboard...and stared at the horror beneath me.
No hairties.
This is disaster in my life. Thick, frizzy, dripping wet hair and no hairties? Kill me now.
I went to the next step, look under the cupboard and the bathroom mat. I did. Nothing. I then desperately ran into my room, clinging onto the small string of hope that there would be a hairtie somewhere in my room, just waiting for me to grasp down and be happy once more. My string of hope snapped instantly.
15 minutes and a messy room later...I was still looking. Alas...no hairties. At this point I didn't even care about using the hairtie, I just had to win the challenge and find one. It is amazing how such small things in our lives become so important isn't it?
After a few more minutes of searching, my mind began to play scenarios in my head:
"Drive to town and buy some."
"Gas is way to pricey!"
"Well fine, improvise. Make one!"
"Yeah right...I have a better chance at not killing a plant."
"Fine...then don't use a hairtie."
The inward mind battle went on and on for a few moments. I finally, in a desperate moment, sat down on my bed and sent up a silent plea to the Lord. Yes that's right...I prayed to find a hairtie....and the Lord decided to help out. I sighed and looked down, and right next to my hand was a hairtie. It is incredible how, in just little things every day, the Lord shows his love for us.
I of course, am going to twist this some way or other to make it relate to writing. Don't I always? *sigh*.
Sometimes you just cannot find a way to write your story, no matter how hard you look. You run through every single place in your brain that you can find an idea, all of the boxes of information and inspirational thoughts....but nothing comes.
Sometimes you just have to lean on the Lord...after all, who are you writing the story for. Him, or the world?
The LORD is the strength of his people, a fortress of salvation for his anointed one. Psalms 28:8
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Christmas Already?
Is it possible? Christmas is almost here...already? Let's see if the necessary steps have been completed to allow Christmases passage:
Snow - Check!
Freezing Cold Air - Check!
The Feel Of Christmas - Check!
Eggnog - Check!
Christmas Music - Check!
Hmm....sounds like it is time! :) I have been listening to so much Christmas music, it is almost pathetic (not to mention all of the Christmasy treats and piping hot drinks that I have gulped down...) I guess I actually missed the Winter! (Shhh! Don't tell anyone!)
Here is a song to listen to while you enjoy the Holidays!
Jingle Bells (AFRS Rehearsal) - Bing Crosby and the Andrew Sisters
(Or listen to Pandora Classical Christmas Station!)
Yay for Christmas!!!
Note:
My challenge is going awesome! I am currently reading 'A Series of Unfortunate Events'...although I am not enjoying it as much as I did when I was ten :P
Snow - Check!
Freezing Cold Air - Check!
The Feel Of Christmas - Check!
Eggnog - Check!
Christmas Music - Check!
Hmm....sounds like it is time! :) I have been listening to so much Christmas music, it is almost pathetic (not to mention all of the Christmasy treats and piping hot drinks that I have gulped down...) I guess I actually missed the Winter! (Shhh! Don't tell anyone!)
Here is a song to listen to while you enjoy the Holidays!
Jingle Bells (AFRS Rehearsal) - Bing Crosby and the Andrew Sisters
(Or listen to Pandora Classical Christmas Station!)
Yay for Christmas!!!
Note:
My challenge is going awesome! I am currently reading 'A Series of Unfortunate Events'...although I am not enjoying it as much as I did when I was ten :P
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Snow!
I was just waking up...my eyes groggy from both lack of sleep and concentration from the night before. I had been up late studying...and as I woke my eyebrows once again ruffled in concentration as I attempted to figure something out. I could sense something, What? I wasn't sure. I stretched slowly...my fingertips reaching for the ceiling, my imagination swirling. My mind imagined my arms stretching and stretching until they landed on the stars beyond. But still...I was awake...and something wasn't right.
You know those mornings when you wake up...and you can just tell that something has changed? Maybe your wheelbarrow has tipped out of it's rut for the morning...and you have to rush to put it back. The wheels in my mind started to turn...slowly and creakily, as they always do in the morning. I sniffed a little, and then rubbed my arms. The lighting was different...and it was cold. Too cold. My room, the furnace of the house, has always been unnaturally warm. No matter what I try to do, I always feel as if I am baking alive in my own living quarters.
But today was different. Thing's are NEVER different.
I rubbed my eyes wearily, noticing that yet another mystery had come to haunt me and force my numb mind to think. I gazed at my limp curtains...and then I knew what was different. The light WAS different...it was white, the sun rays brighter than usual. A feel in the air seemed to spill through the windows like a faucet accidentally left on. Snow.
The word took a few minutes to register in my mind. I sat staring...wondering if I was hallucinating, or if my eyes were just fogged up themselves and that the snow outside was just my mind freezing over. But I knew it wasn't true. There was something else in the air. Horror.
Now now...you may be wondering WHY horror would be in the air when such a magnificent thing has come to pass....but the explanation is simple. The rest of the valley doesn't want snow. They us excuses like 'not yet!' or 'it's only November!'...but alas...their dreams had been shattered, and the broken pieces had been glued back together and shoved into my 'dream slot'...filling all of my dreams completely.
I could sense the wailing 'NO!'s and the 'WHY!'s....they were leaking from town to me, but nothing could dampen my spirit. It was SNOW!
Now I would love to say that I rushed outside in my fuzzy boots and scarf, snapped pictures of everything that came into sight, and did snow angels until there wasn't an inch left in the yard...but alas, I can not. Sadly I had responsible things to do. (sigh...I can't believe responsibility would DARE intrude on such a beautiful snow day...)
But nevertheless! SNOW IS HERE!
Here is one of my FAVORITE bible verses...yes I have already posted it on this blog, but I just thought I would share it again.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion! He gives snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes. He casts forth His ice as fragments, Who can stand before His cold? He sends forth His word and melts them. He causes His wind to blow and the waters to flow.
Psalm 147:12-18
Thank you Lord for creating this beautiful thing...it is just another way you share your majesty! :)
Update:
The Challenge:
Books To Go : 327.5
Days To Go : 351
You know those mornings when you wake up...and you can just tell that something has changed? Maybe your wheelbarrow has tipped out of it's rut for the morning...and you have to rush to put it back. The wheels in my mind started to turn...slowly and creakily, as they always do in the morning. I sniffed a little, and then rubbed my arms. The lighting was different...and it was cold. Too cold. My room, the furnace of the house, has always been unnaturally warm. No matter what I try to do, I always feel as if I am baking alive in my own living quarters.
But today was different. Thing's are NEVER different.
I rubbed my eyes wearily, noticing that yet another mystery had come to haunt me and force my numb mind to think. I gazed at my limp curtains...and then I knew what was different. The light WAS different...it was white, the sun rays brighter than usual. A feel in the air seemed to spill through the windows like a faucet accidentally left on. Snow.
The word took a few minutes to register in my mind. I sat staring...wondering if I was hallucinating, or if my eyes were just fogged up themselves and that the snow outside was just my mind freezing over. But I knew it wasn't true. There was something else in the air. Horror.
Now now...you may be wondering WHY horror would be in the air when such a magnificent thing has come to pass....but the explanation is simple. The rest of the valley doesn't want snow. They us excuses like 'not yet!' or 'it's only November!'...but alas...their dreams had been shattered, and the broken pieces had been glued back together and shoved into my 'dream slot'...filling all of my dreams completely.
I could sense the wailing 'NO!'s and the 'WHY!'s....they were leaking from town to me, but nothing could dampen my spirit. It was SNOW!
Now I would love to say that I rushed outside in my fuzzy boots and scarf, snapped pictures of everything that came into sight, and did snow angels until there wasn't an inch left in the yard...but alas, I can not. Sadly I had responsible things to do. (sigh...I can't believe responsibility would DARE intrude on such a beautiful snow day...)
But nevertheless! SNOW IS HERE!
Here is one of my FAVORITE bible verses...yes I have already posted it on this blog, but I just thought I would share it again.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion! He gives snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes. He casts forth His ice as fragments, Who can stand before His cold? He sends forth His word and melts them. He causes His wind to blow and the waters to flow.
Psalm 147:12-18
Thank you Lord for creating this beautiful thing...it is just another way you share your majesty! :)
Update:
The Challenge:
Books To Go : 327.5
Days To Go : 351
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Hidden books waiting to pounce....
Little did I realize, that when I counted all of my books, I forgot to include the books inside of books. Yup, that's right. They are hidden, the dark pages camouflaging their every move, their slinky thoughts coiled up just waiting to pounce at the right moment. The books like these are few in number, but very deadly. They look so innocent on the outside, but on the inside it is a pit of death just waiting swallow you whole...
Ok, enough Alfred Hitchcock writing...let me explain. I counted 330 books lined on my shelves, and I allowed myself 365 days to read them. Difficult? Yes. Durable? Of course. Until I realized something. A few of my books have several volumes IN them. That's right. I have one volume (I counted it as one book) that has seven Jane Austen books inside. And it only counts as one of my 330 books!
This challenge is seeming to become more difficult every day. On the bright side however, the side effects of must-read-books syndrome is beginning to hit! So far my symptoms include:
Random thoughts of the book I am reading.
Itchy fingers for the bindings.
I have to read before I go to bed or else I can't sleep.
Yay! Finally! Took long enough for it to come.
I feel as if I need to inspire some writerish thoughts out there! I have been slowly trying to incorporate 'weekly assignments' back into my posts...but alas, my life is hectic! (Hey...you try helping a dog give birth to puppies, driving an hour (each way) for a dentist appointment, babysitting your nephew, AND having an interview for a job (I got the job!) all within 7 hours after only getting 5 hours of sleep. Yeah I thought so...)
So I have decided to do something new! YOU readers, whoever you are, are going to assign the weekly assignments! Either
Until we meet again! I look forward to seeing your fabulous ideas! Ciao!
Books To Go : 328.5
Days To Go : 354
Ok, enough Alfred Hitchcock writing...let me explain. I counted 330 books lined on my shelves, and I allowed myself 365 days to read them. Difficult? Yes. Durable? Of course. Until I realized something. A few of my books have several volumes IN them. That's right. I have one volume (I counted it as one book) that has seven Jane Austen books inside. And it only counts as one of my 330 books!
This challenge is seeming to become more difficult every day. On the bright side however, the side effects of must-read-books syndrome is beginning to hit! So far my symptoms include:
Random thoughts of the book I am reading.
Itchy fingers for the bindings.
I have to read before I go to bed or else I can't sleep.
Yay! Finally! Took long enough for it to come.
I feel as if I need to inspire some writerish thoughts out there! I have been slowly trying to incorporate 'weekly assignments' back into my posts...but alas, my life is hectic! (Hey...you try helping a dog give birth to puppies, driving an hour (each way) for a dentist appointment, babysitting your nephew, AND having an interview for a job (I got the job!) all within 7 hours after only getting 5 hours of sleep. Yeah I thought so...)
So I have decided to do something new! YOU readers, whoever you are, are going to assign the weekly assignments! Either
email me or reply to this post, and then depending on how many replies I get, those will be the assignments for the next few weeks (Hopefully...just long enough for me to get my life back in order!)Until we meet again! I look forward to seeing your fabulous ideas! Ciao!
Books To Go : 328.5
Days To Go : 354
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