Notice the shadowy images at the bottom of the picture of Christ with the crown of thorns. Roger has spoken the truth here.
A heart-felt message from someone who has been there and is focused on surviving and thriving. That’s why I’m reblogging this message.
I don’t know you. I don’t know who you are, or what you’ve been through, but I know. I know because I’ve been there. And if not me, then you.
2014 held many things. It held happiness, joy, new beginnings, laughter, and love. It saw births, weddings, and friendships. But it also held anger, pain, tears, violence, and hate. It saw death, divorce, and betrayal.
2014 held time, and time waits for no one. This post is not meant to be depressing or downcast. If you are reading this post I want you to take a moment to reflect on the year. What happened? I’m sure your year was good and bad.
If you had a mostly good year with few problems or obstacles than I congratulate you and I am happy for you. But if you had a bad year filled with hardship and pain, tear-filled nights, and desperate pleas…
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Great advice for not over-working your goals for the new year.
Happy New Year fellow scribblers! It’s that brand new shiny first day of another new year, sprinkled with fairy dust, hope, and endless possibilities. Writers all over the world are cracking open the first page of their special edition unicorn diary and filling it with resolutions for the year to come. Some writers are also staunchly refusing to write that list on the grounds that these things just set you up for disappointment when you fail to reach all your goals. I see their point, which is why my resolution for this year is to not set myself unrealistic goals. For those of us who like a challenge, I’ll share a couple of my favourites.
Be Gentle with Yourself
If you’re going to set yourself deadlines to publish, or minimum daily word counts for this year, it’s a good idea to err on the side of caution. Just because you…
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Of all the things in life I've lost, it's my marbles I miss the most. Sometimes they help me find myself.
Love this poem. Will follow this poet.
These pictures are amazing and incredible, especially when you read who made them and how they were made. We have no right to make excuses for ourselves for not accomplishing whatever God has put in our hearts to do.