THERE IS NO PEACE

We walk the sidewalks in the cities, the sandy beaches of the coastlines, and

 the pathways of gardens and forests searching for peace. We climb the tallest

 peaks and don't know why.

Our minds spew exquisitely painful thoughts and emotions of our past and

our fears of a seemingly unknown future haunt and leave nothing but the

futility of life.

We try to drown them out with constant noise, work and play but, nonetheless,

the agonizing thoughts creep in; no quiet time do we seek. We would prefer

chaos to quiet.

Graveyards are quiet places yet angels weep as they hear tormented souls from

below screaming, "Give me another chance.” But all hope is gone. The tortured

souls desperate for relief find none.

Those of us who seek the truth through quiet introspection connect and become one

with their Creator receive joy and peace abounding. But for the rest of humanity

There is no peace

Songs without a Melody

Before I started writing articles and stories, I first wrote some songs. But someday I would like to get a melody for some of them.  Here are two of them:  I guess maybe they are better as poems.                                              


                                                        WE NEED A SAVIOR

Everyone is looking for the meaning of life, why are we here, why is there strife, why is there pain. We need a Savior and He will explain..

We need a Savior to show the way, the way to fulfillment He can give you today. We need a Savior to convict us of sin if we live in our pride we never will win.

The Savior will do what no one else can -- He will lead you and teach you and cleanse you of sin. He will make you a new person and fill  you with peace -- new heights you will certainly reach.

Ask the Spirit of Jesus to fill you and make a home in your heart. His gift will be eternal -- you will be heir to a King. Your questions will be answered the meaning of life will become clear - to give God the glory that is why we are here.

                                                            THE PRAYER

CHORUS

I have but one desire - to know Jesus. To be conformed to His likeness, this I pray. To be a willing vessel where His light can shine. To be close to Him and more like Him I pray.

Verses:

Jesus changes lives there is no doubt. But fear is strong and many do not seek Him out. What is lost is gain then only goodness remains.

We do not choose Jesus, He chooses us. He roams around the world seeking someone He can trust. He needs people who are willing to submit and put their own desires aside. People who no longer live in their pride.

Jesus needs people who are willing to pay the price. To learn, grow and mature and put Him first in their life. A hurting world is waiting for the love of Jesus Christ.

My Writing Journey: WHAT SHOULD WE DO

My Writing Journey: WHAT SHOULD WE DO: I recently read a blog where the person commented.  Don't just talk about the here and now, also talk about the future. In my writing journe...

God's Timing the Hard Way

    

All who have experienced receiving a word from the Lord and a special promise from Him knows the fulfillment will take a long time. We have to learn and grow and touch the cross in order to receive what He is planning to give us. The wait can be excruciating.

Every time I hear the words in God's time, tears fill my eyes, because my friend and I have been waiting for sixteen years for the promise. It is yet to be fulfilled.

In the sixteen year journey, I have learned a lot about how the Lord deals with his children. If He gives us a special knowledge of the future and what part we would play in His Divine Plan, He expects us to surrender are desires and that sounds easy, but it isn't. He would like to fill us so completely that we become nothing so He can become everything in us. People would notice a light emanating from our being and they would be attracted to us and want what we have. We could then talk about the Gospel, the Good News for mankind. He died, suffered and was buried, but he rose again. And if we put our faith in Him we will be covered by His blood, and receive our inheritance.

       Waiting on God - The Vision - the Promise - the Fulfillment  

           A Journey: full of blessings and lessons, hardships and suffering

The above is the title of a short book that I will be writing in the near future. We have yet to see the fulfillment. 

Waiting for the promise to be fulfilled has been my life for the last sixteen years. Wait, Wait, not yet!

He will bring it to fruition at the proper time. God works when we pray. I have been praying a long time for this to happen. Praise God.     

Jasper's Journey

I thought anyone who loves kids and stories might enjoy this post.

Jasper’s Journey

Jasper was a baby raccoon. He lived in the hollow trunk of an old willow tree with his family. He loved his home in the thick forest, but he had one problem. Jasper was afraid of everything.

“You should have been a cat,” Binky the rabbit teased. “Then we could call you fraidy cat.”

“I’ll show them I’m not a fraidy cat.” Jasper waved his clenched paw in the air.

“I’m going to visit the other side of the forest!”

Jasper’s friend Squiggy, the squirrel, wanted to play. Squiggy plopped down in front of Jasper and stared into his dark eyes.

 “Why do you look so sad?” Jasper put his head between his paws.

“I need courage, Squiggy. I’m afraid to visit the other side of the forest.” 

“Do you remember the story about David and Goliath we learned last week in Sunday school?”

“Yes, God gave courage to a little shepherd boy.” Jasper clapped his paws together. “Squiggy, do you think God would give me courage?”

“Yep, I do!” Squiggy nodded his head. “The Bible is full of encouraging stories.”

Jasper looked at Squiggy and said, “I don’t think God wants me to be afraid, do you Squiggy? “Heck no.” Squiggy high-fived Jasper.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Jasper followed his bushy tailed friend down the tree. “This is high adventure!” Jasper shouted. “Yippppeee!”

“Jasper, We’ve been traveling a while, do you know where we are?”

“Squiggy gazed up at the clouds in the sky.

“No, but there’s a big buck over there. Maybe we can ask him.” 

“Where are you going?” The buck wanted to help.

“We’re a little bit lost.” Squiggy replied.

“We’re trying to find the other side of the forest.” Jasper panted.

 “No problem. I’ll take yah.” Jasper and Squiggy jumped on the buck’s back.

          . “We’ve made it to the other side of the forest, Squiggy.” Jasper cried. They jumped off the buck and rushed to see this new land.

“Jasper, how do you like my side of the forest?” The buck inquired.

“Oh, I like it a lot.” Squiggy noticed the sun beginning to set.

“Jasper, we’d better hurry home before it gets dark.”

Jasper froze. He heard an unusual noise. Grrrrrrowl!”  A ferocious cougar sprung from the bushes. Squiggy bolted up a tree. Jasper didn’t move. His little body shook, but his determined eyes locked with the cougar. He suddenly remembered David and Goliath. He picked up a rock and with all the strength he could muster, hurled it at the cougar. The rock sailed through the air and hit the cougar between the eyes. The dazed cougar yelped and ran away.

“You saved our lives.” Squiggy cheered. The buck agreed. “Let’s get going.”

When Jasper arrived on his side of the forest, his mother ran to greet him.

“Were you a good boy today?” “I sure was.” Jasper blushed.

“I fought off a ferocious cougar with a rock.” Jasper got courage,” Squiggy said.

Jasper’s face beamed. He was the proudest raccoon in the whole forest.

How I Got Started

It all started in 1998 when I received a writing test in the mail. I said, I'm no writer, and I threw the envelope in the garbage.

A few minutes later a still small voice (the Lord) told me to drag that out of the garbage and do the test and send it in.  Of course, I obeyed, but I was skeptical.

In a few weeks I received my answer: The Long Ridge Writers Group told me I should take their course. I was so surprised, but I took the course, and so my journey began.

A few years later I took another writing course (Apprentice) with the Christian Writers Guild. I learned a lot about writing for the Christian market.

I have been writing ever since. I want to write for the Christian market but I also enjoy writing talking animal stories for children. One of them is published. 

The supernatural has always intrigued me. I wrote a short story entitled "The House that Seems Alive." It was published too. 

I have two articles published. "Never Give Up" and "the Promise"

I haven't received any money for the above, but I loved writing them and I am working to improve so that some day I will be paid. It would be a wonderful feeling and I await that exciting day.