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A Writer's Journey of a Secluded Mind



For man will read something, and based on his beliefs and experience interpret it one way. 

A man full of love will see hope and redemption. 

A man scorned, bitter and angry will seejustification for his lashing out. 

How much of the languages have been interpreted through a lover’s rejection?

You can. You can do anything under your own steam. On your own. But eventually you will wear out. You will lose your way. You tire. 


You can ask God (your religious figurehead) for the Holy Spirit (spiritual guidance) [you have to get what I mean here. It’s easier for me to go forward referencing my God. But this is true, two make a task easier than one.] and be moving everyday in His direction under His infinite steam. With Him you can go forward, have the energy, be a beacon. Doesn’t mean the task ahead of you is easy. He never said it would be. In fact I am  sure it us said many times it won’t be. But with Him you will have the strength. Which is greater? Man or the Supernatural?

If you tire you are at crossways with Him because nothing done in true love is tiring.  In true love, the Father’s love, Abba’s love, there is no end of the strength and flow of the love pouring out. Filling you. Reviving you. 

The eternal spring is that, eternal. 

In our hunt for rigteousness we forget what is good. “‘ I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” (Matt. 9:13) We forget what it means to survive, not live. We seek glory and riches at the expense of others. The saddest part? We glorify the evil, the things of this world. Our media is full of lies and contempt. We are Shocked when something is shown in a good light. As a whole those who are ‘good’ are ridiculed and made less. It appears we have forgotten to hope. 

Mercy, not condemnation. Love not pity. Hope. 


Where were you a year ago? 

I was living in a house falling down around my ears. Not the structure but the created chaos within. 

It is argued to this day who was the largest contributor to the slight insanity. I will admit I had my part. And now? Well I am paying for my part and beyond. One day it will go better. 

We haven’t talked finances in a while. We should. Just not Friday morning. 


I have had my Kindle Fire for years now. Couldn’t tell you how long but, well, there are thousands of books on it. I have had to reset back to original programming a few times because I had used up all the space on the Fire.

Well, now I have bought a Kindle 8. Still trying to decide. Its black and white. Doesn’t light up. Very much like a book. It is smaller and lighter than the Fire. Not so sure how I am supposed to listen to the audio. Thought I saw somewhere about Bluetooth. I’ll find that one out. Is easy to hold in one hand. A bit sensitive on the touch screen. There’s no home button so getting there isn’t the easiest. I had actually bought so I could get the Bible in the original script, which the Fire wouldn’t support. I actually need to connect it to the WiFi at home and not just at work, so I can see if that is true.

Not so good of a review? I’ll say this the 8 fits in my purse a lot easier and works as a work book. No glare from the florescent lights. I’d read it at home, but it doesn’t light up. So the Fire I’ll keep for home. It lights up at night. Reading a single book between the two has been okay. They have been keeping in sync with minimal fuss.

If you want the actual specs, you’ll have to go to Amazon. While I was shocked at how small it is, I am not too upset with it. It’s done okay. I’m a Kindle lover all the way so… Unless it doesn’t support the Hebrew and Aramaic script, I’ll keep it. Now too see how long it will hold a charge?


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