Sunday Slow Down...

Almost 6pm. 100 Degrees. Just finished a spur of the moment “Let’s Eat” at Chili's with a chum of mine, the CPA. She’s not quite the CPA, yet soon will be. Says she’s gets into balancing her checkbook to zero. Oh, really? Balance checkbooks? Wow—now ain’t that novelty? Good chat. To think this is the same girl who, and another co-worker thought it humorous to put Anbesol on my water jug. I didn’t realize their felony. My lips numbed. I thought I had a stroke symptom not heard before. Yes, I let her live. She’s quite my Little Sister in Christ now. And she’s gonna have a cow when she reads this…..oh well! :)

Other Sunday thoughts-I visited the Inspiring Body of Christ Church today. Even though, I love my church, I visit a few times a year—especially on Thanksgiving Day and Christmas. Pastor Rickie Rush spoke from Galatians 6:1-7. How we, as Christians. restore each other. That we should not tire of those coming to us for advice and/or to just need us to listen. These folks are drawn to us, yet we better not think we’re all that because they do. For me personally, I’ve realized younger women come to me, because I ‘tell it like it is’ and I become their other mother. I 've not given birth, yet I have about a dozen kids. It’s a role I’m getting use to. Sometimes, it’s a role I’m not sure I quite like. After today’s lesson, I learned it’s really not my say. All in all, Pastor Rush’s sermon hit where I live. I even told him so after service. An added bonus was seeing a friend as a choir member-which for the past few months has been all male. A good (and handsome) 150 voices strong. I didn’t know my friend had joined the choir—nice surprise to see him amongst those who sang Zion's song.

The storms we go though to get where we need to go. For me, I ponder about my writing. I self published a book in 1998. Not written another book since. I even sent a copy, with rose potpourri in the envelope, to Oprah. Never heard back. :) I’ve written a few fiction short stories and some articles. Some even published. Yet not another book. I’ve started a book re-do a time or three, on that self published book. It’s been suggested I consider public speaking, because of the book—being about a motherless daughter who wonder, ‘what if….” Also of being a play write. I wrote a one act play which I’m told needs to be longer. I realize God has blessed me with a gift. It’s up to me if I choose to use it. Habakkuk 2:2 is my mantra. I’d put it here, yet that would be too easy. Take a minute to look it up—especially if you aspire to write.

Sunday thoughts--God is in my house every day. Feels good to go to His.