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Once there was Darkness

Sandstorm Part 3 Once everyone was inside the shelter, the screaming stopped. Rajaf and Frego started tending to the wounded. As the wind ripped through the city, several people started praying to heathen gods. “That stops now. You are in my city and you will pray to our God or you will not pray atContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”

Teal Twig

Growing up I remember watching Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom with Marlin Perkins and The Undersea World of Jacques Cousteau. My best friend and I (mostly her. I was playing with the dogs.) were painting tomato cages in the back yard. When inspiration struck. Teal Twig “Here we are folks, in the wilds of theContinue reading “Teal Twig”

Dare to dream?

Is it okay to dream? Is it “better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all?”* Is it okay to dream? About the dreams that will never come to me. They seem just out of reach. Just. There. Just. Those dreams. I feel like “I’m running down a dream that neverContinue reading “Dare to dream?”

Once there was Darkness

Sandstorm Part 2 Another explosion. “Two days on horseback.” This time the message came to her. She repeated the message. “The city can see it.” Two rings from the bell. The storm in the distance was a dark cloud on the ground destroying everything in its path. Another explosion, bigger than the last. “Wow!” KessaContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”

Quote for today: failed

“I have not failed, I have just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” Thomas Edison

Monday School

Monday school unit: Little People, Big Messages: the kids of the Bible and what we can learn from them. Boy with loaves and fishes (John 6) This was written from the perspective of the little boy. You would think that my parents would get tired. Every year, we travel to Jerusalem to celebrate the Passover.Continue reading “Monday School”

Quote for today: flawed

“Different does not mean flawed.” Sir Richard’s Branson’s

Once there was Darkness

Sandstorm Part 1 As they were eating dinner, Beth appeared at the door. “Everyone should come outside.” They all went outside. Beth pointed toward the Forest of Shadows, a storm was brewing. As they watched, the storm grew. “A sand storm,” Kessa gasped. She walked over to a strange board that was standing chest highContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”

Waste not. Want not: chap stick

This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Waste not. Want not. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As we grow; we learn, “money doesn’t grow on trees.”Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: chap stick”