What a Week!

Prov 25:16 Hast thou found honey? eat so much as is sufficient for thee, lest thou be filled therewith, and vomit it.
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Well it started off on the right foot as Easter came and  we went to the wonderful Church service that was flooded with the yearlies. That’s the folk who come once or twice a year? Mainly Christmas and Easter. It makes them feel like they are doing something good for God, and I’m sure God is excited to see them, but I bet he wishes they’d stay.

Then we had an awesome family dinner at my beaus sister's house, with ham and cheesy potatoes, and an egg hunt for all the tradition followers. That means that the kids range in age from 14- 22, and all have a blast seeking out the candy-filled plastic eggs, and returning to eat all the candy. What a fun sight and day. 


Beau, being blind, usually gets a little overwhelmed with all the noise but this time it didn’t seem to take a toll on him like it normally does. Maybe he’s getting used to the sounds and commotion? I know he’s having a blast at audio book-heaven and enjoying writing reviews for all the books he listens to.

Which leads me to today’s post. Where have I been all week? Well I sort of hit a stumbling block, or should I say, a Writer’s Block! The weather has been cold and windy, the days have been spent in shadows of light trickling in the window and the time outdoors is spent in a coat which really hinders any yard work or gardening that I’d like to do.

Winter has Spring in its clutches and is just not letting go and that can be quite depressing to the human psyche. Depressing and frustrating. Everything seems to be frustrating me these days, from the whimsical, “It’s gonna be a breezy day” which really means a WINDY day with gusts exceeding 40 mph, all the way to the clouds not letting the sun come out and play.

I sit at the computer frustrated at all the Social Scenes, games, people, falsity, hypocrites, weather, you name it, then I open my word to type something and I draw a total blank. Well I can write what is frustrating me and through that I’m hoping it weeds out the mangled thoughts that are hindering my writing and gets me on the right path to writing again.

See, Joni? Now that wasn’t so hard! Let it all out and get yourself back together. I’m sure May will bring warmth and sunshine. It will bring a doctor visit for beau and possibly the promising news of being put on the cornea transplant list, and all will once again be right with the world. Or will it?

Only time can tell and only time is the healer. I’m closing off all the negative vibrations and going to rejoice in the promise of a New Day. May you all seek out the positive that all the negative tries to strangle from your thoughts. Hold your head high and know, God loves YOU!
 

Tuesday was Astri's birthday ~ somber day because she WOULD HAVE been seven!

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Genesis 37: 24 And they took him, and cast him into a pit: and the pit was empty, there was no water in it.

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Have you ever awakened in the morning, stretched those arms out, maybe even let out a small grunt, and said to yourself, “This is going to be a glorious day?”

As you shuffle to the dark kitchen, you run the water for the coffee. Weighing a ton, you go to pour the water in, only for it to miss the target, and go all over the counter? You plow ahead wiping the mess up, humming to yourself a favorite hymn from church “Holy, holy holy...” The coffeepot gurgles to life, now in the process of being made and you’re all set to go and write.

You have promising thoughts in your mind, especially after singing praises. You continue on only to plop down in the desk chair. The big black vinyl chair lets out a squeak that would wake the dead, marking train tracks across your brain causing miserable pain. You look around. Dog is dead to the world,  eerie silence throughout. Nothing popped out any doors or holes peeking at you in a rippled lined forehead screaming, “Keep it down!”

You start the computer. It hums to life like a newborn babe being smacked on the buttocks for the first time. Your mind begins racing with thoughts of what you’ll write, and as you rub your sweaty palms together in anticipation, the computer freezes.

“Maybe it’s the weather,” you say to yourself.

After a shutdown and a restart, you’re as ready as a race car! Your engine has been startled to life and you’re revving your engine thanks to the gas, I mean coffee,  that you gulped down. “Ready. Set. Go!”

You really need to do something about those sweaty palms. Look at those dry hands. Too much cleaning in dish water and scrub water I bet.

“Um, the screens alive. Hellooo. Stop looking at your hands and type.”

Fingers perched over this mixed up alphabet. “Ready? Tap!”

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“What? You were ready when you woke up! You sang hymns, inhaled the fresh, crisp, damp morning air. You were all ready to sit and write. What do you mean, you got nothin’?”

Do you hear that? The birds are singing. Oops, I think I woke the kid up. The dog is whining. I think I’ll wash clothes today, clean and vacuum, get some spring cleaning done. Clear this clouded mind of all the clutter.

“Mom, is it my turn?”

“Sure honey, just after I...” 

So you get up from the chair without penning a word and realize, this is going to be a GLORIOUS day!

moral of the story: Just when you think you got nothing, 400 and some odd words later, YOU DO! :-)