Saying Hi

Entry Sixteen – Creativity Project 2023

Some people are concerned about me on Facebook. I apologize for not being on there much anymore. I do not belong there since they took my original account from 2010 to 2021. I had much original content that I created and kept copies of nowhere else. They also locked me out of my Haphazard Creative page on their service.

The account I have now on Facebook will not allow me to change the password, so my Messenger is disabled because I forgot my password. Eventually, I am likely to lose that accunt to since I can only reach it on this phone.

I do still have my original Instagram account with Messenger, Twitter account, Pinterest account, and both haphazardcreative.com and hopefuljo.com.

Due to the concern shown, I am posting a photo I took just before I began this post.

Monday, February 6, 2023

I cut my hair myself again in case it looks ragged to anyone.

I have my two dogs and Alex’s dog, Maui, who is mine for a time.

I am not treating this as a standard post with all my creations, prompts, and such. Mostly this is a proof of life thing.

I must however do a Gratitude List:

I am Thankful:

1.  God saved my soul.
2.  I still have friends who are watching out for me.
3.  I have this haven on the web.
4.  Books that keep me company.
5.  The gift of creativity allows me to write.

Please all of you remember you can find me here.

May God’s Love be rich and abundant in your lives. May He who is over all watch over each one of you and keep you until we see Jesus face to face in all His Glory. May you prosper in every endeavor. God Bless You and Yours, Forevermore.

Always and Ever,
Jo Ann

Sunday’s Thoughts

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I wrote these with a fountain pen, which is not my best instrument. These are my journal pages. If you read them, you will get insight into where and what my state of mind is.

I would have scanned them into the computer, but my equipment and the program did not cooperate with me. Therefore, I did the phone as I have for the past months.

Showing journal pages is a level of openness I can do, but it is a bit uncomfortable. I have no idea how this audience will react, so it is a gamble.

How revealing can you be? Consider that a prompt.

Blessings, I hope, always find you. Jesus, lend you peace. Live, alive, and Love cause that is why we are here on Earth.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Lost, Under A Chemical Sun

They told the parents everything was a loss, but they refused to give up. They started a prayer chain, hoping the sleeper would not get deeper lost.

Still here, woken up, but there was a cost. Broken, missing pieces, but knowing greater than doctors thought.

Miracles, they happen, more often than not.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Mama said..

I miss her, she would have given me some wry bit of hope when I reported what I learned.

The fact I sleep little for the pain leads me in to the Orthopaedist for shots in my knees. The conversation today was ominous.

What I did after was catch hold of God through the music that allows me to live:

The Anchor Holds, God is in Control, Fear is a Liar, Shine, God’s Not Dead, Greatness of Our God, Chain Breaker, Miracles, God Only Knows, Children of the World, I’ll Fly Away, How Great Thou Art, We Believe, and more but I am not sure what. I sing these with the music. I also sing acapella, Come All Ye Faithful, Holy, Holy, Holy, Down By The Riverside, He’s Got The Whole World, Kumbaya, and by the time I get through, I think I will do until He is done with me.

Degenerative arthritis is just another thing to get through.

Sleep though, I need to find that elusive state. My mind will not keep without it.

I pick up a tune, set it loose, realize I am not the engine, just the caboose. I trust the couplings to hold me, keep me in line. I cannot see all the journey, and I know challenges will overrun, but I was given a destination, holding on to Jesus to keep me until I get there. Heaven waits.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Interruption

Welcome to my workout…

Rebel Yell by Billy Idol
It’s Only Rock and Roll by The Rolling Stones
I Write the Songs by Barry Manilow
The Grand Illusion by Styx
Get Down, Make Love by Queen
Some Like It Hot by Power Station
Closer by The Firm

I have moved to this list of songs in the last little while after doing an hour and a half working on some grooming for the Tribble.

Earlier today, I finally made it to town for medication, groceries, and sodas. I was dying without soda.

Before all of this transpired, I wrote in my journal, but the music and my movement had my heart rate up to 139, and I think I will do this tonight.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan