Keep Going!

Life is not easy for anyone right now. Prices are high and going higher. Housing is expensive and hardly available. People are tense and uncomfortable because tbey carry the excess weight of suffering and anxiety. We seem to lack unity in so much.

There is hope; we have to kindle it within us and share the light. Love is available. We can start with thanksgiving for what we have, the relationships we cherish, and all the things that bring comfort to our lives.

When we smile, it triggers a response within that naturally cheers us. We share our smiles, and it becomes contagious; the chain of influence radiates without our knowing where it will reach.

Being kind is so easy when we try. We can let people know we love and appreciate them in our words and deeds. There is a need for patience and understanding that we can fill, if we will.

Loving one another feels so much better than being grouchy and crochety. We are ambassadors in a world needing tolerance and love. Respecting everyone and everything around us brings peace and joy, which can return to us amplified. The more love we give away, the more we have to share.

So even when life seems desolate, and despair wants to tear you down, let Love guide you to persevere. Keep going!

May God richly bless you always.

Prompt: Do some little anonymous thing to bring comfort, understanding, and peace into creation. Use Creativity to give love and joy away. I promise it will return to you somehow.

Blessings surround you always.

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Imagine Yourself The Bee…

Probably No

It may be impossible,
But it does not
Give license
To turn
Away;
In fact,
It conveys
An even larger
Open opportunity
To embrace it with Love.

Prompt: What is Love inviting you to embrace today? Employ your Creativity to produce a form that may ignite hope in another heart.

When – Other Days

When – Other Days

Beauty
Arcs

Edging toward
What remains,
You

Elsewhere;

Like a missed
Kiss,

Undone by
Someone
Who could not

See

Togetherness
As our
Property,

Poetry.

Wretched
As one must
Be to
Suicide,

Living
To wake,

An absence;
You gone –

Forever –
Loving
Alone

In emptiness,
Desert.

You with
Who you
Found =
Enough.

Friction
Between our

Parts,
No sound;

Symphonies
Played strings
Streams –

Us –
Maybe
We could,

But someday

Death arriving

We will
See again

(Face to Face.)

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Friday, July 18, 2025

It might be that Summer is riding us at the bit, overwrought, needing a cool spray to recall our senses. Ah, Texas, I miss my woods. These days exhaust!

Prompt: What simmers alive with you now? Create something to evoke the tension in your audience. Share it if you wish.

I Am Grateful:

1. I have a library card.
2. I have settled routines (most times).
3. I have been journaling fairly regularly.
4. Creativity on tap.
5. Blessings despite trials.

Storms

We cannot forget
All the hurt now happening
But in dark, shines light,
Love’s generosity gives
More good in each, everything.
Storms can be deadly
But look closely, a blessing
Is often conferred
In midst of endless trouble
Heaven reaches down to Earth…
The soul is released
From pain’s harsh captivity
Given a fortune,
Window on eternity,
Become creativity.
The world with us much
Though we are not dead, conquered,
Prayer fills our being
We are apt words, spread pages,
Eternal Love in motion.
Gifts showered around
We, sudden overcomers
Through the Trinity
Holding us so capably,
Compassion obviously.
Storms may surround us
Still, God is our strong Fortress
Nothing destroys us
Though we may barely survive
Jesus calls once more, we thrive.
Our Savior’s great Love
Poured out, ample devotion,
We mightily held
Through storms, our sweet redemption –
Love given, great compassion.

Thank you for sharing your time with me. I hope you found something here you enjoyed. Please share a comment, follow, like, or share with someone else who might find value here.

May blessings always find you and your days be filled with dreams come true. God be with you!

Always and Evermore,
Jo Ann

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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