Ronnie had spotted the wreckage of the small plane, and he'd called the Coast Guard to report it. He'd given all of the crucial information that allowed us to find it in the shallow waters. As we circled it in our boat, I wondered who the passengers had been and where they'd been headed when... Continue Reading →
Don't follow like sheep. Create your own destiny. No weeping ensues. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #292: sheep and weep. If we follow our dreams, no regrets and no weeping in the end.
In the twilight of my life, I find the sweet peace I sought when I was younger. It comes from not needing to hear everyone's opinions of my actions. Living my dreams has taught me that it's not insanity to believe in the impossible. Written for the Weekend Writing prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt today... Continue Reading →
I am still here, living and breathing, dreaming, packing, healing, and now writing on my blog again! I am excited just to be alive at this moment, watching as my life takes new turns. I am thrilled at how Abba, our heavenly Father is moving in our lives. I have missed writing, but Douglas and... Continue Reading →
Keep your dreams alive. Easy for life to dash them. Believe you can win. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: hope and dash.
When others cannot visualize your dreams, and, therefore think it impossible, you keep believing until the impossible becomes your reality. Written for One-Liner Wednesday from Linda G. Hill. I learned through experience to never allow others to define my possibility. I went from being on the welfare to teaching at a prestigious university in California,... Continue Reading →
Brian and Elizabeth had been excited to go to Sicily, Italy to begin their new life there. Their family and friends were appalled that the young couple chose to move so far from home just to buy a house. But, Elizabeth had seen an ad for houses for one euro, just over a dollar! That's... Continue Reading →
Karla sat on her front porch waiting for the storyteller to appear. The old woman always wore a sweater embroidered with books. She came each Tuesday afternoon, seemingly out of nowhere, taking up residence in the entrance to a nearby field. The storyteller always had an inviting smile, drawing the children and their parents from... Continue Reading →
The foundations of living a life fulfilled Begin with dreams that seem unreal. Add a dash of vision and some risk-taking, And forgetting how other people feel. Be willing to leave your comfort zone, And believe in that which you cannot see. It allows you to leave the doubters behind And trust in your dreams... Continue Reading →
Give a child a book, for reading books will ignite their imaginations and create their wildest dreams. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Ignite in 17 words.
Help from Heaven 