Advertising

Palm tree with light beams at night.

I sent my ex-husband a twenty-page letter, Which ended up being a sixteen-page writing. I am confused, but because of my present circumstances, I have to overcome any obstacle that might keep me from advertising my writings—or, as others might say, promoting them. I guess because he ignited the light in my heart again to…

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A Bit Unlearned

Abstract light streaks in dark sky.

I hope all is well with you.   I am a bit unlearned in your spiritual writing to the Lord, so I feel stuck with finishing my part, even though I am unsure about your piece. It is for the Lord, and this is how He brought me to you—in prayer. I always wrote something…

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Fixing to Edit

Full moon haloed by wispy clouds

I am fixing to edit the letter writings I wrote to you, Everything that pertains to this took me a long time to find. All your letters to the children and me are in a notebook, each one placed in its own plastic protector. At this point, I am not going to read the ones…

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Devastating

Long-exposure rain streaks and colored pole lights

I read A Prayer of Consecration to The Holy Trinity, on a candle. I had no idea. The reason being—I am forty-five years old. I was baptized young and confirmed about thirty-eight years ago, and I left the religion because I was cut off. It was, for the most part, a devastating experience. And then, when…

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No One Could Say Anything

Curved pale beams against black sky

I left plenty of things behind when we got divorced.  Everything, something I have been able to get back, not material because I have more than I did then. But feelings, emotions, and the newness of the new day, should bring freshness and a good sense of life, but I feel nothing. I am concerned…

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