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I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2"  : "Christmas Lights Around the Home" Short poem, tonight. Taking in the beginnings of the warm glow of the season. Need a cup of hot tea and a couch on which to ensconce. Blessings, All.     |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Haiku: "Gray Skies"" When the days are dark before 6:00 PM, it feels a little sad. To anyone, who lives above the Arctic Circle, you have my great respect. I don't think I could live in darkness for months at a time. Christmas lights are what makes this season of the year somewhat bearable. May we each know the Light of the world, Jesus of Nazareth. (John 14:6) Blessings, All. |
| It is when the Christmas lights appear, we know it is time to feel special inside, a warmth only the Lord can give. A beautiful time of year. |
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| The Crossing .. - Indeed. Well said. |
Reply| My Mom made a great candy treat for the holidays when I was a youth. They're called, "Haystacks," but she invented the name, "Georgia Pralines," since she was a Georgia girl. I just tried to recreate them for an early Thanksgiving meal tomorrow night at church. My attempt kind of looks like Mom's creations, but the butterscotch morsels caramelized (or blackened, partially.) I tried to heat them in a metal pot on 3 or 4 of the heat dial. I guess it will be a taste test. They don't exactly look like Mom's, but maybe they'll have a good flavor. Right now, they're in the refrigerator cooling down. Merry Christmas! Pleasant memories. |
I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "ChristmasTime is here, Again" IT'S TIME! Christmas is here! Thanksgiving is its doorstep, and the house is in view. Blessings, One and All! Time to take a childhood moment, drink a cup of coffee, and sit in a warm blanket. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Evening Coffee" My work surrounds the weekend. Therefore, I am getting ready to start a new workweek, this evening. What a gift it is to slow down, enjoying a cup of coffee before I go. May your evening be blessed, too. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Whence Come the Doubts?" This poem was created for
It is a popular misconception, that "getting saved" makes all one's problems go away. The opposite is consistently closer to the Truth. Becoming a Christian often brings with it several problems. Some of these are emotional and even mental. Charles Haddon Spurgeon lived in the eighteen hundreds England. He is often called "the prince of preachers," but he dealt with multiple physical ailments and extended periods of depression. Christian, the main character in John Bunyan's A Pilgrim's Progress, suffered debilitating doubts as he traversed the River of Death between Beulah Land and the Celestial City. I've had my own issues with doubts and depression, which The Lord has aided me repeatedly with the singing of hymns, and the writing of my own quatrain poems in the hymn format. Talking about anything related to mental weaknesses is scary because it is frowned upon socially. Stomach problems, heart issues, and pretty much anything to with the body below the neck is a socially-acceptable subject, but above-the-neck problems causes some to walk away, backing off from friendship. The brain is just as much a physical organ as is the stomach. Shouldn't we care for its needs with at least as much physical care as we do mental care? Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Dark the Space" Last night at dusk, I sat at the dinner table with the lights off in the house, writing about the environment around me. The days are shorter now as they are for most in the Northern Hemisphere. Thanks to artificial lighting, there's still a lot of work, that is accomplished after dark. May we notice what God has made, even in the rush of living our lives. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Moments We Take in" Our lives are made of moments. At the time of Jesus' Own Choosing, our moments will be transformed into His Eternal Day. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "A New Work Week" Today's poem is observational and utilitarian. My work is important. My title is currently "Q.A.," (aka "Quality Assurance,") but when I was in college we were called, "janitors." It's a smelly task at times, but if we didn't do the job, the world would smell a lot worse. Allow me to step aside as Bert puts a pleasant spin on the janitorial services. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Saudade: "Youthful Hopes"" Today's poem has been created in response to the weekly challenge from
According to Dave's trying to catch up  , "The Saudade is a thematic genre based on the Portuguese word for 'yearning,'". Referring to the supplemental links he provided for education, regarding the concept, I understand the form to be descriptive of multiple layers of grief, which focuses on some deep-seated lack, that is felt in the heart. Therefore, it deals with heavy doses of sadness, which actually made me cry, tonight, as I wrote it, but as always I have tried to redirect the reader's attention to Hope in the end. It is a poem, that deals with the "nevermore," and the "not yet." The human heart can only find peace and rest in The One, Who created him, and Who died, was buried, and rose again to redeem him. (John 3:3,16; John 6:37,44; Romans 10:9-10,13; Philippians 2:13) Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Rain Clouds" When I make a bold statement about something as I did earlier today, you can be assured, that The Lord has given me a measure of courage to step out of my comfort zone. It's not a level of courage, that I have naturally. Hoping that I still have a few friends on Writing.Com, I have written this poem to reflect the state of my heart as well as my concern over my country, and our world. I read this verse as part of my devotions, today. Proverbs 11:30, KJV, "The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life; and he that winneth souls is wise." Voting is a responsibility, that was impressed upon me as a young man by my father so many years ago. Uppermost in my mind every time are the Biblical standards, that I care about, which have been growing more and more out-of-favor over the years of my life. I spoke my heart plainly here on Writing.Com as I have read the words of others, who have done the same, albeit theirs was from a different viewpoint. I'm not sure it would have occurred to me to do so if they had not been so plain. It's true, that I have had a Presidential preference over these past eight years, but anyone, who has known me for any length of time, knows my Truest Love and my Everlasting Leader is Jesus, the Christ of Nazareth. If my words still have value to you, then focus on the mandate given to me in Proverbs 11:30. Being prepared for Eternity is the best advice I can urge upon any soul. (John 3:3,16: John 6:37,44) We are sinners from the start. We need salvation, that only Jesus Christ can give. It is His death, burial, and resurrection alone, that has paid the debt of every human sin, that can ever be paid. It is the working of His Holy Spirit Alone, that can regenerate any human spirit, that will ever be redeemed. (John 3:3) If you are not right with God, then neither human in last night's Election could ever have value for your eternal state. It's time to read the Book of Revelation and consider it to be the daily news. No human can stop what is about to happen, according to the Revelation, and no human can be the best leader, until Jesus Christ sits upon David's Throne in Jerusalem. Blessings, All. |
| I don't think as newborn infants we are sinners. But as we learn and make choices, we become sinners. Nice article. |
LinnAnn -Book writer  - You’ve just highlighted a difference between LDS and Baptists. We believe we are born with Original Sin. |
| "When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice: but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn." (Proverbs 29:2, KJV) This is a new morning. The mourning is over. CONGRATULATIONS, President Trump!!! You've been my President, since 2016. I plan to pray for you. You're not perfect, but none of us is. You stand for the right things. I thank you very much for that! Thank you for saying, that there is Someone greater than you. I will finish with some words about Him. "the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ: Which in his times he shall shew, who is the blessed and only Potentate, the King of kings, and Lord of lords;" (I Timothy 6:14b-15, KJV) |
| LinnAnn -Book writer - I don’t place full trust in any man. My hope is in King Jesus. My shelter is in Him. (Psalm 91:1-4) If He hasn’t come in The Rapture by next fall, then I’m scheduled to go on Social Security. I pray it will be available to me. |
| Jay O'Toole - me too. I ended up with too many health issues, three pages. I'm pathetic. lol son won't even mow the lawn but at least he's paying power, water and garbage. I pay internet, my phone and stuf like soap, laundry soap etc, |
| My trust is in God, with God, and for God. Scripture must be fulfilled. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "Early Sunset" The night comes in when the day goes out. The dark fills space when the light stops shining. May The Lord keep our candles burning through this present earthly epoch. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "It's in The Air" In the USA we need the prayers of Christians around the world. A hurricane and The Election is headed our way on tomorrow. Do they sell time-shares in Antarctica? Or maybe I could schedule a 24-hour coffee shop visit. My heart is on alert, and only The Lord can save us. Please, pray. Blessings, All. |
| I've added a new entry to my book, "These Are My JOTtings, Part #2" : "NaNoWriMo on Its Way" Congratulations to all, who have started and completed the first chapter of NaNoWriMo 2024! Today's poem is an homage to your hard work. Every marathon needs those, who cheer along the route. Thus, I remain. Blessings, All. |
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