Decisions, decisions if you truly can’t decide, why not stop and pray to the only One True God. Try it, you might be surprised.
Who is the One True God? Who showed us how to carry our cross, who lived a life of humility. Who but God could rise from the dead, and no one, not even the Jews in His day denied it. Humility; fighting for Truth.
“Okay, let’s stick together; tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and we must quickly pick up these last-minute items on the list, like the cranberries; we can’t have Thanksgiving without the cranberries. Oh there, I see … “oh! excuse me, sir ( gently bumping into another shopper) I was about to grab that last can.“ “Sorry, I saw it first; ask the clerk there; maybe they have more in the back.” “Sorry, everything we have is already out; try the store down the street.” “Okay, let’s go, find Brandon; he’s lost again.” “Do we have to — find him — that is?”
An invitation to write that memory you can’t forget, it’s Thanksgiving Season After All!!
My Memory in Haibun Poetry OUCH! Graitful it wasn't worse!
Thinking back, remembering Thanksgiving Day as a child, I was always excited to see my cousins. One particular Aunt and Uncle had ten children. However, sad to say only seven lived past infancy. The best day was when we all got together, all seven, plus my brother and me. We were very wild and would run, play, jump; one Thanksgiving Day, I accidentally tripped while working up an appetite for the great Feast that was about to begin. I was running with all the gusto within me. I did not like what I bit into that Thanksgiving Day; it was my tongue. Next came the brightly colored blood everywhere. Next, I remember being taken into the bathroom with several “big” people trying to stop the blood and tears. Ahh! Memories! I know now that events end but memories last forever; I am living proof at 81 years old, I still wear the scar.
Best bite ever, not! Impossible to forget Holidays are here
Presenting the #Writephoto prompt is truly an inspiration for a short story about our family! It doesn’t end there however, have you all met GirlieOnTheEdgewith the most exciting prompts such as todays BLANKET is the word for today! I hope you enjoy short stories GirlieOnTheEdge prefers only 6 sentences.
Busy as usual, “Our Family’s” life begins and always ends in some eventual surprise, between who, what, and where, plus today is a shopping day! The Family that shops together stays together, so they claim. “Peggy Sue, don’t forget the snack list for school lunches!” “Hurry,” the prices are going up as we speak, and oh, mom, does he have to drag his security blanket again all through the store, like last week. “Come on, get in the car.” “Where is he … let’s go, Brandon.”
Today we live in an age of offended, everyone seems to be. Well offended or not this is my belief and I’ll post what I believe not what others want me to say.
Eternal means no beginning, only God. The Trinity had no beginning but always was; All other false artificial gods had a start if only in the mind of a demon or human person,( one of God’s creatures.) God created us with an immortal soul and, therefore, WE are eternal in a sense; since we will have no end. We will live with God or without Him. Depending on our soul when we take our last breath, it is fixed at that time, no more free will after death. Yet, we live, but where?
A movie out these days warned against. Perhaps because today things are very twisted and eternal might mean demonic.
Now for how do I see myself. At my age these days, it is interesting, my life is behind me, where most reading here, your life is ahead of you and so it should be.
I don’t worry about how I see myself anymore since I am reasonably happy in my day, with little regrets. I advise, don’t take it with you! If you have regret, you should work on correcting it now!
Today at least, for myself, no regrets through lots of begging the man upstairs, tears of sorrow, and resignation to His will. It works; try it!
Right now, I am begging for humility since I know for a fact that He, hates pride.
Having a blog on WordPress can be at times humiliating. Especially when one sets their mind to post-truth instead of fiction. Post what you believe.
but I am happy, and at peace, HOWEVER, I MADE MY MISTAKES like everyone else.
Yes, I would enjoy to share my world with the entire world OR AT LEAST THE READERS God placed here on Word Press.
Questions with my answers below:
In your opinion, what should be humanity’s goal?
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if humanity would make the Ten Commandments of God the goal of life? OR AT LEAST TRY!
Are you hesitant to speak your opinions?
My opinion is usually not as complicated as most I read here on these blogs. Two wrongs don’t make a right, and another good one I learned in school is. Good is right even if no one is doing it and wrong; bad choices are still evil even if the WHOLE WORLD IS DOING IT.
In what ways has society changed during your lifetime? What do you think caused these changes?
I love to watch old movies, the ones they call vintage classic these days; watching a few, you will see for yourself how society has changed, and it’s all there on record. No doubt about it, the people in those days knew they were either men or women.
If you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way that you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow this person to be your friend?
I have the very best friend that speaks to me, corrects me, and causes me a lack of sleep at times. It is my conscience. THIS Gratitude section allows opportunity when thinking of my friends that speak to me in the same way; I speak because I am so grateful to God for finding me an organization of like-minded friends who help each other in every way possible.
Still time to enter your 99-word story at Carrot Ranch —
October 7, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes whispers. It can be beautiful or creepy and any genre. Where are the whispers, who are they from, and what do they say if they say anything at all. Go where the prompt leads!
Respond by October 12, 2021
Shhhh! Quiet, don’t say a word; listen now. Be very still and with your mind; ask HIM! Feel the calmness, the peace; you can almost hear the whisper. “Here I am.” It speaks. Give ear to the whisper. The voice that says, “come!” The battle begins, the distractions, our mind wanders, and we all know why; next, we hear that eerie, dark, sinister voice, shaky almost sing-song. We listen, we hear the call to our mind the word…M I N E!
Okay, however, for me, it was in 1982 that I woke up. Looking back, that was a long time ago through the mind of the “looker” (me). The story was at that time I was hung up on one particular Bible verse, trying to figure out what it meant, at the same time reading Catholic prophecy.
Now…setting the stage for the reader, I was constantly searching (but for what?); one day, I found my rosary all tangled in a box of trinkets. What! I thought I should be praying this as I was taught in school. Yet, today (1982), the rosary is not part of the “team” anymore. Still, I thought I would begin again, and I did. I began to pray the rosary.
As I am typing, I realize I am getting off track from Fandango’s question, the question that inspired my thinking, he asked —> “How much have you and your priorities changed over the past twenty years? I think what I will do is finish my story in a future post but to answer Fandango’s question, I will say one day in 1982, something happened to me like lightning, and I realized the Bible verse was all about the Catholic church adapting to the world. Adapting to the world, it changed, and today it is no longer the same religion I was taught back in the 40’s 50’s.
This knowledge that strangely showed to me was a shock and made me, through God’s grace,so STRONG in my Faith, the Faith that will never, ever change. Every day now since I recovered from Covid last month, I feel my faith has grown deeper with an understanding beyond words. Don’t be surprised if my future post reflect this change.
Yes, I was born in Chicago, so this quote speaks to me. “I’ll always identify as a Chicagoan; if it wasn’t so cold, I’d be there forever. Amy Landecker
and also this strange but true happening, as I cuddled deep within my blankets, escaping from the cold night …
I had a dream; Is my dream worth the few moments it will take you to read it? In my dream the message; that we are not all, but most are missing the essential prompt, a word which means LIFE ITSELF. (worth repeating) The purpose of LIFE ITSELF.
IT IS TRUE …We may not have as much time left as we think; what we do today will open or close the door for eternity, forever. People constantly wane into tomorrow. Pride! The Word I dreamt about, a prompt, is NOT PRIDE but FORGIVENESS. Pride stands in the way of forgiveness. That certain someone, someone you love very much, but that person looks like PRIDE at this moment. Standing there preventing you from being the BETTER PERSON.
YET, we all expect it, boast of it and worse is we rely on it count on it as IF IT is OURS to TAKE.
Here is that million-dollar question, ARE WE READY TO GIVE IT?