A Lost Sketch Worth your Time

Mollified beyond belief,

I reach for words.

To express my anger, confusion, wrought despair

Like a tiny gnat on a world map

Lost.

I write.

Sketch. Sketch. Sketch.

I sit, ink in hand

Scrolling letters

Lines, feathers, peacocks, and apples.

With my fine tipped brush.

With my lifted quill.

Sketch. Sketch. Sketch.

I think of life

And what it’s dealt me.

I think of distance, love, and struggle.

I write to compose my own justice.

I write to attain my own self-liberty.

Sketch. Sketch. Sketch.

Poetry, pastries, words, ink.

This is what I've accomplished so far.

What next?

I reach for a star

Plucked from the Heavens

I swear it seems that far.

To swing into the metropolis of cinema

Seems a far cry

A small dilemma

I cannot go there

I would struggle and lose hope.

Could inspiration and creation carry me that far?

A small dreamer.

I lift my quill and tuck it tightly into my pocket.

For another day.

The Fall of Another Arch

I enter a burning wrath.
And stand encapsulated in
Flames.
A black monster
bares his teeth in front of me.
Raging darkness
Swallows the fate of Icarus.
Lavina’s tragic demise.


Escalating
Higher
Higher still.
I look up
And to my thrill
I see him.
Sitting legs crossed
The man that
From his fiery cell.
Reigns anguish
Burning
Burning in Hell.


He welcomes me
The seat is hot
With greed, sloth
Lust
I awake
With a thrust.


Hot with sweat I touch my brow
Scourged marks I have now.
A mark for pride
A mark for envy
Left to tell
The anguishing thing.


No man should have the grief of feeling that pain
Except Lucifer, falling
Falling again.

Silent Snow and Jellybeans

The silent snow
Falls across the frozen fields.
I look on in silence
And see the corpse
Of spring.


I’m practicing the art of isolation today.
People aren’t really my thing anymore.
It's like a bag of jelly beans
If you don’t have variation
Eventually you’ll get fed up with the same flavors.


Maps and books are in my room
I move them and think of you.
What you’re doing
Across the globe.


You’re a different kind of jelly bean.
I like your flavor.


I look on in silence
And see you.

A Silent Scream

A scream echoed a hundred miles.
Across country roads, dust and cattle.
Across city lights, trains squeak and rattle.
A piece of me I send by mail.
The driver doesn't see me as I hail.
Traffic passes
I'm left alone.

Lights of darkness take me home
To the stars of fury
burning bright
Across that long and endless night.

The lamp flickers off
I must go.

My Two-Week Prayer Journey

Have you ever been on a pilgrimage? A pilgrimage is a journey that impacts your life. I am going on a journey of 14 days of intensive prayer. These prayer journeys are also called novenas which are nine days. My intention is to build my life vocation and strengthen my journey and direction that God has instilled in my heart. This journey is to build confidence and assurance that God is leading me in the direction that he feels best.
Often times it is easy to lose hope in Gods' plan and feel that we are lost or we've been forgotten.  But God is always listening and always watching over us. It is important for us not to lose hope when we feel forgotten but to strive for a closer relationship through prayer. That is why I would strongly recommend a prayer journey. This journey's intention can be anything: marriage, good grades, moving success, a successful exam or first day back at work. Whatever your intention this journey can be a life-changing experience.

"Be Yourself Everyone Else is Taken"

This quote written by Oscar Wilde is true inspiration for the conformist in most of us. If everyone were to conform to everyone else this life would be no more than many of one person. How boring, am I right? Living life as yourself is so important in today's thriving culture, which is so alive and full of lots of different thoughts and opinions. As if we didn't conform to someone else's thoughts we would be unapproved or downgraded in a sense of honor.
Inspiration is what feeds the human mind to do the unordinary. If you express yourself through the unordinary you can create new life, new ideas, new buzzing thoughts, your future. The world is yours for conquering.

So today, I dare you, be YOURSELF everyone else is taken.

I Write to Discover What I Know

This quote, came from one the better known female Catholic writers of the 20th century, Flannery O'Connor. Some of her more prominent works are, A Good Man is Hard to Find, Revelation and Good Country People. These books reflect the fallen goodness of human nature and reflect on the choices we're given in this life. How Flannery shows the good through an overwhelming amount of bad is amazing. Her work is chalk full of satire and underlying meanings that are both witty and all-knowing. She has been compared to William Blake in her prestige and delivery.

A woman who taught a chicken to walk backwards and later developed her mascot as a peacock. Mary Flannery O'Connor was born in 1925 in Savannah, Georgia. Growing up as an only child she quickly developed a creative mind. When she was six, living at home she experienced her first brush with celebrity status. Her trained chicken broke headlines and she was featured on Pathetic News as "Little Mary O'Connor" with her trained chicken. She later claimed that that was the climax of her life and everything thereafter was anti-climatic. She attended the Women's College of Georgia before going on to receive her master's in fine arts from the Georgia State University. In 1946, after her graduation she was accepted into the prestigious Iowa Writers' Workshop at the University of Iowa. Their she developed several of her short stories including Wise Blood. This workshop also helped her develop a Southern Gothic style for her writing. As later mentioned her work has a somewhat brutal unrefined finish that relates to Christian realism. She felt moved by the Thomist notion that the world is created by God and her sacramental upbringings. With her morally flawed characters in a Southern grotesque setting she portrayed them as touched by divine grace. She later wrote, "Grace changes us and the change is painful." 
Flannery has been an inspiration to many of my fictional works and the simplicity of her life has contributed to my writing schema. I hope this has been an informative little ditty for you to learn a little about the fantastic Southern author, Flannery O'Connor.

Condensing your Ingredients

I ran into some trouble this morning upon finding my coffee black. Which usually would just enjoy with no additives, however, I have developed a little sweet tooth... This morning upon careful discernment from various online sources, I came across some attractive recipes featuring some of my favorite flavors. Unfortunately enough, I discovered that I did not have sweetened condensed milk. It is quite a shame to realize that you haven't the right ingredients for such an appealing recipe. But I have nevertheless been one to despair with lack of proper ingredients. Their is always an alternative... Unless you're replacing yeast-- not something I would recommend trying to find a substitution for. Anyway, cut to the chase already,
These creamer flavors are Mocha, Cinnamon, Spiced Coconut and Maple-Almond. Quite attractive flavors to my palate at least...

Assemble 4 8 oz. jars

Heat 1 cup of evaporated milk in a small saucepan add 1 1/4 cup sugar. Heat this until sugar is dissolved and milk has turned a muted golden color-brownish.
Fill jars halfway full of this mixture leaving the other half for milk, I used Vitamin D, however creativity is the spark of life!

Add your flavorings:

Maple-Almond
1 Tbsp. real maple syrup
1 tsp. Almond extract

Mocha
2 Tbsp. Cocoa

Vanilla Spice
1 tsp. Vanilla
1 tsp. Nutmeg

Coconut Spice
1tsp. Coconut extract
1 tsp. Nutmeg

I hope you enjoy your Joe with these tasty additions. Remember creativity is the spice of life!

Condensing your Ingredients

I ran into some trouble this morning upon finding my coffee black. Which usually would just enjoy with no additives, however, I have developed a little sweet tooth... This morning upon careful discernment from various online sources, I came across some attractive recipes featuring some of my favorite flavors. Unfortunately enough, I discovered that I did not have sweetened condensed milk. It is quite a shame to realize that you haven't the right ingredients for such an appealing recipe. But I have nevertheless been one to despair with lack of proper ingredients. Their is always an alternative... Unless you're replacing yeast-- not something I would recommend trying to find a substitution for. Anyway, cut to the chase already,
These creamer flavors are Mocha, Cinnamon, Spiced Coconut and Maple-Almond. Quite attractive flavors to my palate at least...

Assemble 4 8 oz. jars

Heat 1 cup of evaporated milk in a small saucepan add 1 1/4 cup sugar. Heat this until sugar is dissolved and milk has turned a muted golden color-brownish.
Fill jars halfway full of this mixture leaving the other half for milk, I used Vitamin D, however creativity is the spark of life!

Add your flavorings:

Maple-Almond
1 Tbsp. real maple syrup
1 tsp. Almond extract

Mocha
2 Tbsp. Cocoa

Vanilla Spice
1 tsp. Vanilla
1 tsp. Nutmeg

Coconut Spice
1tsp. Coconut extract
1 tsp. Nutmeg

I hope you enjoy your Joe with these tasty additions. Remember creativity is the spice of life!

Sunshine in the Fall

Sunshine in my pocket
Fear of falling
apart.
It's midnight
Somewhere.
Visit the lights
of sound and fury.

Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cupcakes with Cinnamon Icing

Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cupcakes

with Cinnamon Icing

 

 

 

Makes 16 cupcakes

 

1 cup canned pumpkin

1/3 cup oil (I used vegetable but be creative!)

1 cup white sugar

1/4 cup milk (moo, bah)

1 tsp. vanilla extract

1 1/4 c. all purpose flour

1/2 tsp. baking powder

1/2 tsp. baking soda

1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon

1/4 tsp. salt

1/2 c. chocolate chips

 

Directions:

 

1.      Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line muffin pan with cupcake liners.

 

2.      In a medium bowl, stir together pumpkin, oil, sugar, milk, and vanilla. Sift in flour, baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt. Stir together with a spoon, gently careful to not over stir. Layer the chocolate chips in and stir batter until combined.

 

3.       Spoon batter into cupcake liners 2/3 way full. Bake for 22 to 24 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack and let fully cool before icing.

 

Cinnamon Icing

 

1/2 c. powdered sugar

1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon

2 T. margarine

1 T. milk

1/2 tsp. vanilla extract

 

Directions

 

Place sugar and cinnamon in a small bowl. Add the margarine, soy milk, and vanilla and stir with a fork until smooth. The mixture should look honey colored.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

There's a Bat in my House- Carrying the Cross Through Darkness

There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?

Baptized in the faith
But found in the dark.
the cross is heavy
Heal me through the mark.
You placed on me
When I was fresh from the womb.
The mark
You rose from the dead
No longer in the tomb.

There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?

I'm in the pitch black
lost from you Lord.
Show me your light.
Open the shudders over my eyes.
Remove those bats,
sin I hold.
Curse those demons
I'm already sold.

There's a bat in my house
I'm in the pitch dark.
I can't see
I'm blinded by the sound.
Of to much noise.
Where's my resound?

Sold out to you my virgin
My mother
My queen.
Throne in glory
Beside my Christ the King.

Recognition for the Lost Poet

Writers get so little recognition
for the things written
from their ambition.
Words carefully threaded
into the intricate tapestry
of verse.

Long hours of writers block
oftentimes we curse.

Curse at the pages white and pale as snow,
with passion and vigor they write their converse.
to empty ears
it does no good no one hears
except these inaudible pages.

that glower up at us blankly.

Season's Peaches

Hope you're having a peachy day!

Tempus Fugit

Whether you've read this term as a brand on one of your purses or you've been talking to someone who's versed in Latin or speak it yourself. Today, I will giving a overview of the Latin term "Tempus Fugit."

"Tempus Fugit" is a Latin term meaning time flies. In this world of hustle and bustle it is so important for us to remember, we are only here for so long.

Matthew 6:19
"Do not store up treasures for yourself on earth, where moths and vermin destroy and where thieves break in and steal."

In this passage of Matthew, we are told to leave the comfortableness of this world and point ourselves towards heaven. It takes courage and responsibility to live for something greater and not be so caught up in today's pop culture. That something greater translates into simplicity and love for our families and others.

Spread your Faith

Summer's End

Soft scarlet

Slips through my lense

Drops down

Sliding 

Escaping my reach

The warmth is gone from my side

Summer is over.

A Smile's Worth a Million Words

Bouquet for the Day

That Meadowlark Callin'

Take me back Kansas
Take me back where I should be
Take me back farm life
and where the weeds grow
Those sunflowers standin'
where I should go.

Gone for seven
but it feels like ages.
coffee & chocolate
pools & luxury
that meadowlark is callin'
back to me.

The food is amazing here!
cheesecake brownies.
sushi. espresso.
I miss home,
so.

I love your sushi, chocolate and wine.
But, goodness,
Kansas I miss your sunshine!

A Message Written in Spice

One message

Fourteen hands

vibrate

strong like mint.

Cinnamon spice
hot in your mouth

if you get to much...

Vanilla cake is good
in small portions.

Silver Light Cookie

As the lightening strikes the ground
I realize I'm alone.
A silver cloud floats by
One can always hope for a better life.
But that's just dreaming.

I press the dough balls into little rounds.
The cookie of life,
crumbling fast,
Only so much time
for the butter and flour to combine
Before the baker's finished
And God our maker chooses us divine.

Blue Bottle

Blue bottle blue bottle
Full of hopes, lies and dreams.
Dreams; are those even virtuous?

Blue bottle full of lies and hope
Like some ancient fairy tale.
To teach children what's good and right.

Blue bottle blue bottle
You give me no insight.
Just fear.
For my future, my footprint, my life.

Blue bottle blue bottle
Your promises seem shaky,
Unstable.

"All that we see or seem is all a dream within a dream. "

Blue bottle blue bottle
I'll defeat you at last
A dream is a dream
No matter how big
Or how small.

So blue bottle I will conquer them all.

Life Cycle

We stick together
like a grape bunch.

Until a final decision is made.

"Stay in our bunch and enjoy our company."

Grow older, you can become finer
A Chardonnay or Sauvignon?
A finer wine
Made from the roots you grew up in.
Combined through the years
with accomplishments and fermentations.

Grafted with different grapes,
Splitting the vine
Penetrating the vine through the two diagonal cuts
The vintner assembles
Bonding the two vines to produce something a new variety.

As the two vines joined are maturing faster they will lose strength
Their days of bearing fruit are over,
The young branch must bear the weight of production.

So is this lifecycle.

Catholic Tradition & the Sign of the Cross - Crossroads Initiative

Catholic Tradition & the Sign of the Cross - Crossroads Initiative: The profound meaning of the sign of the cross is an example of the depth & richness of the Catholic Tradition. Let's rediscover our heritage.

Flight Squad #27

Flight Squad #27
Call me in
shoot me
into your
atmosphere of possibility.

In the quiet hush
of stillness
I've kept on my
overgrown red plot
Ph7
I'm leaving
you
my red red plot.
I've earned some
and I've found my spot.

I'm leaving that
Urtica dioca.
Leaving it
to invade
St. John
my spade won't
be on.

A Vasco de Gama
Student, lover, vagrant
everything bad.
Confession
every Sunday
to be had.

Bike to church
in the pitch black.
That's what got me through
all that grimcrack.

Flight Squad #27
crashed in the sand.

No, not you or you or you
or even the party host.
But the trinity
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

Boughs of Sweet Fruit

Wait for you mother.

Wait for your father.

Wait for Friday.

Wait in the Rain.

Wait for an answer for a sought after job.

Wait for a date.

Wait for a knee drop.

Wait for baby.

Wait for baby #2 and #3.

Things catch up.
But wait where has the time withdrawn?

We were young but now our youth's gone?

So we watch 

others wait.

I say now,

savor your youth.

For its like a bough 

covered in sweet fruit.

Bending in the Spring of life.

Make haste young heart.

Don't doddle in superfluous strife.

Zucchini Harvest

First week is hard.
Breaking in the newbies
Into this hot work.

The black plastic makes the ground hotter.
Stooping makes the back stronger, pick.
Burning makes your back redder.

Job is rewarding.
Homemade food.
Exceptional pay.
A free abode.
Learn another language, unload.
Build muscles.

Remember your hat and sunscreen!

Thank you! gardeningknowhow.com for the picture.

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Holding On

Climbing an apple tree
A search for desired fruit.
You've become familiar with the trees weak limbs
And the stronger ones.
Hold on tight.

One slip of your foot
On the rough bark
Could cause you to tumble down
And break, skin yourself or fracture.
So, you should hold on tight.

Yet still you climb
To that glistening rosy fruit.
As you hold on.

Some are fearful when their foot slips.
They grope back down the tree.
Others climb high, fall and then try again. And again. And again.
These are the ones who get the fruit.
And hold on.

Formal Education vs. Practical-- The World is your Oyster

How far you take your education depends on where you want to go and how much determination you have to get there. A four-year college degree has become the expected medium for everyone to follow. This is not true, their are tons of other opportunities besides a 4-year degree.
In this post I will discuss some possibilities to advance yourself through practical education, without a four year college degree.
I'm sure their are many folks thinking how they missed their chance at getting a good education and a good job because they missed their opportunity to attend college. College is an avenue to accomplish great things, BUT IT IS NOT ALWAYS THE ANSWER!
Many of us are physically, financially or mentally unable to attend college. THIS IS NOT THE END! It's OK, their are lots of other options. Here are some possibilities I've come up with:
Start a business- Entrepreneurship
Start sending in articles you've written to your local newspaper
Start an Etsy store and sell unique homemade crafts, like: origami greeting cards, handmade rugs, herbal soaps, fabric softeners.
Take free online courses: University of the People
Community College
Become an artist
Get a well-paying job: realstate agent, painter, assistant Para
Apprentice
Join the military
Volunteer (At your local food pantry, homeless shelter)
Some other great volunteer ops:
can be found here: https://www.volunteermatch.org/, http://cjd.org/, http://www.nascc.org/index.php
Good luck!
The world is your oyster!

Seafret - Wildfire (Official Video)

A Beautiful Day

Blue jays flit across my visage. The grass is crisp and green. The Baptisa is blooming and the garden smells beautiful! How richly we are blessed!

Storm

I listen to the groaning and grinding outside my door. The clouded skies do not invite the mornings light through my window. There's a crack of lightning like a snarling felidae. A giant wave of thunder then downpour. Then the soft pitch and murderous roll return. Crashing and booming, echoing across the Heavens.

The Importance of Being Ernest

This small story came to be inspired by a recent play that I happened upon at our local Art Center, which might I add, is quite a topical theatre of sorts. So, there I was sitting watching "The Importance of Being Ernest." I thought to myself, why not create a parody? So, my ephemeral tale unfoils...

The stage was set and
the actors poised with their umbrellas and flower pots.
Prancing onto stage
they did
with their merry little British accents
and bright flowered clothes.
Two star-crossed lovers
Never to be
Due to the changing identities.
One in the country
Crackers and cheese
One in the city
Is hard to please.

A funny conundrum
Meant for the stage
Which is Earnest?
Ha, well, well both you see,
Trying to find love
Through double indemnity.

The Waltz of Pi

A pie for a pie a tooth for a tooth.
The campus was brightly lit with the suns shining rays and the grass was fresh and bright green. Don walked briskly to class a little bounce in his step due to the crisp weather. His first class was algebra. He sat next to Blake in algebra.
Blake was a very conniving individual indeed. He had quote the reputation on campus as "Sure-Hand, Sure-Hand." He was the pie thrower of campus. If you had angst on someone and needed them ridiculed on campus, call Sure-hand and he'd get the job done.
That day in algebra they were learning those wretched algorithms.
Class crawled on and on it seemed. The desk got closer and closer to many students heads. The monotony was unbearable, then finally, to the happy elation of many, that jubilant sound of freedom, the bell, rang.
The students piled out of the classroom in hordes. Don liked being one of the last ones out. He would carefully stack his folders in his bag and arrange them just so.
"Hey, Brownie, ya got plans tonight?" Blake asked.
"No none tonight-- just algorithms, how bout' you?"
"Aah, cool, so I need your help with a little operation I have."
"The, sure, what is it?"
"Tonight, I'm gonna pie professor Turpin. I just need you to stand in front of a hallway for me and distract him so I can pie him head on."
"Oh, I don't know, Blake."
"All you have to do is stand in the hallway and talk to Turpin."
"Ok, what time?"
"4:13"
So, this parody plays out and the "pie thrower" plays his cards. Mistakenly, throwing a pie from a sideways direction into the professor.
Now, everyone should know that, when pie-ing someone, YOU DO NOT COME FROM A SIDEWAYS ANGLE.
The pie thrower missed missed his aim and was caught and held accountable.
Moral of the story: Pie from the front not from a sideways angle.
The campus newspaper the following week read,
"A pie for a pie a tooth for a tooth."

Inspiration Through Tough Times

Echinacea purpurea

To thine own self be true.
-Shakespeare

Smucker's Morning- Retrograde

Bread pops toaster's hot.
Cats groom
Dad licks his spoon
Marmalade.retrograde.

edargorter. edalamraM.
.noops sih skcil daD
moorg staC
.toh s'retsaot spop daerB

Closed Pockets

Pockets are closed
for this young girl.
She sees the stars now
she's running free.

No longer under constant perjury.
Her shackles have been cut
She soars to the sky.
No one to define her
but herself.

Pockets are closed.
for this young girl.
She flies high above
painting, writing, singing words of sweet solace.
A creative mind in a serious planet.

Pockets are closed.
Time to move on.
To believe.
To think.
To ponder.

Pockets are closed.

Sleepless Nights in Country House

Sleepless nights
in a country house
no parties here
for the country mouse.

sleepless nights
in her virtual cafe.
chained to her phone
till the break of day.
Chat. Chat. Chat.

What does this accomplish?
They all pass on.
Why should she even look.
Even talk.
Wasted time.
Wasted thought.

You Are Special - Max Lucado

If you Catch it Don't Let it Shatter

My heart beats
in rhythm with yours
you breath in
I breath out
You walk down the street
I walk down the road
You work in the office
I work on a farm.

During the holidays
we both watch
with grateful eyes
at our sister's
with their families.

We pray for families
of our own someday.
Will we be so lucky?

My heart falls easy,
so if you catch it,
don't let it shatter.

When No One has Faith in you but Yourself

"When you go through deep waters I will be with you" Isaiah 4:32

This is a good scripture quote to keep in mind when facing challenges in life. When no one believes in you but yourself. Self-confidence is a very hard thing to capture and let out to others. To accomplish great things you must believe you can. With the help of our good Lord and perseverance you can do anything you set your mind to.

Here is a video to help you with self-confidence
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=15QuHygLwFU
How many dots do you have?

March For Life 2016

Battle for life #Prolifemovement

Who wins?.. Love obviously.

A game always has a winner. The pride of the game, the one who scores the greatest amount of points. I have heard many people say that life is like a game. And in some respect they're right, however, I somewhat beg to differ.
Mother Teresa says, "Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love." 
This has been such a revelation in my life. Life is what you make it. Everything has a reaction. If you feed yourself junk food you're going to get fat, likewise, if you don't attend church your faith life will be lacking. If you persist day in and day out in love then you will find happiness. Not greatness but happiness. Love conquers all.

Let Them Eat Cake

Enjoy the Sun of Yet Another Beautiful Day

When Storms Pass

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, its about learning how to dance in the rain."

-Vivian Green 

        This quote is such a good reflection on how we should be satisfied with what we are given and make do with what we have. The storm refers to all the troubles and strife we are dealt in life. So, if you dwell on, "when the storm is going to pass", and what you can do in the future, then you miss the best part of the storm.... dancing in the rain. Stop, smell the roses and enjoy life! 

You Don't Have to be Ordinary

                   You don't have to be ordinary but you have to be something. Everyone has their own calling card or something that differentiates them from the crowd. Growing up each one of us should strive to become a better person through our vocation, faith, and relationships. Religion is itself an intelligible and rational thing and is a key prospect in your identity. If you are diligent in your religion then you are capable of being. Have faith be strong and perservere!

Isaiah Saying Mass - 3 Years Old- Truly amazing!

Do Small Things With Great Love

 This word art quote speaks for itself and is a great quote to live by.  Thanks Rebecca for another beautiful and inspirational word art! Related posts:Letting Go!She Adjusted Her SailsWords To Live By: Go Your Own Way and Explore Dream Discover

Have Hope Through Deep Waters

Smoothing Out Misunderstandings

               Coffee is a unifying drink. Often, people meet their friends and aquaintances at coffee shops. Coffee shops are the places for dates, business meetings, family gatherings and other social events. Unifying friends and families with rich layers of froth and smooth whipped cream. Smoothing out past misunderstandings.

When One Door Closes Another Opens

                      In life we have struggles and depression: insanity and deliverance. As if many doors were opening and closing to introduce and dismiss new things into our lives, including: jobs, relationships and opportunities. When the world seems against you all the doors have been shut abruptly in your face, have hope for its here, in our most needy and vulnerable state that a new change occurs when least expected. Sometimes the doors are shut, but with patience and trust in God's goodness the door will be opened in the most unexpected manner.
9“So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 10For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.

Anecdote of Spring

                A flower never looked so new and fresh on such a bitter cold morning. Its white petals sticking out paralyzed with the frozen grass. The apple is blushing a reddish-pink hue. Dried pine needles scatter across the earth carpeting what's left of the dried and broken grass. This is winter in the coldest month of January. Winter is a time of rest for country folk and for nature's bounty. Winter is silence, rest and family. A time when the earth is cold and barren. But, these flowers rest as small anecdotes of the sweet smell of spring's green hills flowing with bright dandelions and periwinkle clover.