Memory

We are all within
Package (universe) contained
God, our lives, sustains
Whether we acknowledge it
Is our choice and does remain.
How we recall is
Not exactly clear to us
But still is with us
From beginnings to endings
Come whatever, and it may.
Time is ineptly
Measured by the mind: moments,
Hours, days, months, years, lives
Slip past us, not lasting, fast;
Some are kept, others alter.
Who we are remains
Mystery in memory
Rewritten pages
Who are we to truly trust?
The answer is left to us.
The choice defines us
More deeply than surfaces show
And no one else knows
Between the soul and Spirit
Truth is only fully shared.
Memory written
In the Heart of Jesus shared
Forever in God.

Did you diagram sentences in school? Please answer in the comments.

Sometimes, I think poetry stems from some of those exercises as I recall them, at least in its form. I probably apply it in a haphazard, creative manner. Did you see how I did that? Of course, you did. You are precious and worthy of favor.

I love you! I appreciate your taking time to read this post. I thank God for you.

I am grateful:

1. There was trash to take ou;, it means we had food to eat.
2. You read this post; it means I wrote something today beyond my journal.
3. I went for a walk outside even though it was hot here.

Prompt: Write about your concept of memory. Share if you wish.

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Journal Snippet

Do you struggle with this? I admit I do. Anything I post that suggests an action or reads like an injunction is aimed at the first person, myself, before anyone else, like you.

Among the changes I have lately endured, I became separated from most of my possessions. I am learning to hold on lightly.

I struggle with trust, but I believe God abides with me. I know the Holy Spirit can go before us and prepare our paths. I believe there has been leading in the house being available to Alex almost immediately, some guys in a truck letting us know the tow rig for the Explorer came loose and was held only by a chain on our way from the hotel to this house, my finding a church home for us on the third try, and now having someone who helps me with things I cannot handle.

I am excited that I am not left strictly to my own devices because I can mess things up badly. God is in control, I thank Him for it.

I have begun reading a book titled Systematic Theology by Wayne Grudem. I did not realize it was a textbook until Amazon alerted me. I mentioned it to Alex today, and he commented that it sounded like something he might study at ACU. I guess it will be a long read because I want to look up the verses it gives when expressing a Biblical truth.

I am also reading Shadows of Winter by Lindsay Buroker, which is a sci-fi novel. It is a much easier read; well-written, and fast-paced. I also have some reads I neglected to finish that I need to finish up.

I wonder if you are ever set upon by AI and have to ignore it to retain your voice. It makes it such that I rather write longhand. I am also abysmally slow as a typist or texter.

I hope you have an awesome rest of your day. May God’s blessing be upon you all along your way.

If you enjoyed your visit here, please comment, follow, like, and share as you may.

Enough said. Always and Evermore…

Bounty Inside

There is a forest
In the heart, with creatures great
And small, frolicking
Within, much happiness for
All who have a home in joy
Where there can be peace
Present through lakes, flowers, trees,
Grasses grown so tall
With bright, shining skies above
All wrapped up in constant Love.

Living there, the squirrels,
Deer, turtles, beavers, and birds
Cavort still carefree
When even in darkest night
Hope is found streaming great Light,
Promise of new life
Everything that may become –
No fear, plain delight,
God’s creativity on
Display, clear reality.

Catching Up A Little

I am sharing journal pages written over a few days.

There are pages in between these I open to you, Dear Born. Some of them are too negative to allow here. Things have been in turmoil.

Prompt: I have been experimenting. Your turn, try out something new. If you wish, 😉 share it with the world. I did, and you can, too.

Someone invited me to write a book with them, stay tuned, and we shall see what happens. Fear, with some of my paranoia, comes calling when I think of the project.

Gratitude List

I am thankful:
1. I have supportive friends and family.
2. Love exists.
3. The Lord God created such an exquisite world.
4. We are creative.
5. There are safe harbors to be found in times of desperation.

Maybe you have things you are grateful for as well. When we look around, there are so many things we have now that were once only dreams. Perhaps you can make a list.

Thank you for the generous gift of your time. If you found something here that touched your heart ❤️, please follow, like, mention, and share.

May Love be your chaperone wherever you go and whatever you may do. God be with you eternally.

Always and Evermore,
Jo Ann

Artful Haiku & Tanka

Showing…

I doodle when I am trying to soothe myself. What do you do when you need to reach calm?

Everything today converged to make getting things done difficult.

Sometimes plans run amok, I lack necessary control. Do you ever get lost in things and time slips on you? It often occurs to me that despite efforts to the contrary I am floating unanchored. Only the present exists and it is an area wild. Who holds it? God, I suppose, but does He cede the reins that each of us drafts our activity? Live life alive sweet subtle self 🌟 serene.

I am a creative and I appreciate some of AI functions. However, when it downright changes my words, I want to dismiss it entirely.

One reason I persist in doing much of my work by hand is keeping AI out of creation. I want my voice, not some sanitized spiritedness.

Anyway, I hope you have checked in with yourself ☺️ today. It is essential to be kind in your dealings with yourself. Self-empathy allows you a more even attitude with others.

Sometimes, typing puts me in a wholly estranged space of creation. It can be a good thing. I lighten up a little. Finding myself suddenly thrust into a sky high attitude I lapse into calm.

Prompt – Try several modes of creating: text, handwritten, art, graphic design, photography, or otherwise. Examine how your mood may change. Decide if you appreciate the differences.

Thank you for spending time with me. You are vital. Your input can influence. If you wish, comment, like share. Be involved, help evolution and revolution.

Peace be your companion and creativity enlighten your hours. Do, be, keep going. Never give up! Quitting is 🚫 not your pathway! Success beckons; press on.

Busy bees buzz bushes…