Just when I thought I was off the hook!

I have been taking it easy lately. I haven’t blogged for ages, I haven’t written anything for the writers circle and my book is sitting at chapter four where it has been since June.

Those of you who follow my blog will know that I felt called to write after a Christian writers’ retreat. A couple of months ago I contacted Valerie who is involved in  a project called “Books in Homes Africa” Their mission is to produce affordable books so every home can buy them thus bringing literacy to South Africa.  Val was excited about some of my children’s books, including “The Saddest Little Sugar Bowl in the World.” The upshot is I have donated my children’s stories to the project.

I thought that was it. I thought that was what the call was about. I enjoyed the freedom of not having to look after my blog, not having to try to find time in my busy day to write. I deleted without reading all the e mails from writers’ blogs I had subscribed to.

I might need to rethink! An interesting set of co-incidences happened this last weekend.

  • First I got an e mail advising me that there was a pingback on one of my blog posts. When I went to check it out, I saw it was the one about the writers retreat and how I had felt called to write, “Waking the Dragon”
  • Then I also got an e mail from Val after months. I hadn’t worried or followed up at all because I had released my books to the wider world and what happened to them was none of my concern. However her e mail encouraged me and I thought maybe I could write more stories for beginner readers.
  • We were on a motorhome rally at a lovely resort in Vereniging over the weekend and I had brought my Kindle to do some reading. My cheaper version shows adverts for books from Amazon as the sleep screen and as I took up my Kindle on Saturday to continue reading “The Girl on the Train”, this is what I sawSo now I am going to have to get more disciplined again and go back to my novel. I’ll have to read the first three chapters again just o see what’s happening. I am just going to have to believe that whom God calls, he equips (Hebrews 13:21) because I certainly don’t have the  perseverance to do it on my own. I can’t even stick to a diet for a week!
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One Liner Wednesday

Nobody’s perfect. A marriage is just a union of two imperfect people trying to help and support each other as they pick their way through a hostile world in an attempt to make some kind of worthwhile life.

This is part of One-Liner Wednesday by Linda G Hill.couple-260899_640

The Parable of the Rose Bush

11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11New International Version (NIV)

I have been hanging on to this promise for  three years now with varying degrees of tenacity. We have been praying for this future that God promised. Every now and then there would be a flare of hope and it looked like an answer was coming but as time went by and there was no follow up, they all faded and died.

A week ago I looked at my rose bush and had a new insight. Two year ago this plant suddenly realized that it was actually a climbing rose and started climbing all over the wall. I had attached plastic fencing to the wall for the sweet-peas to climb up and this rose grew all over it. I looked forward to a wall full of roses but last year all I got was leaves and new shoots and more leaves. During the winter I threatened the rose bush. If you don’t produce any roses when summer comes, I am going to dig you up. I didn’t want a creeper, I bought a rose plant.

It took me seriously. It is now Spring and bunches of tiny buds have appeared all over the sprawling plant. I know I am going to have my wall full of roses. They are not here yet, they are still promises but I know without a doubt that they are coming.

God’s promises are like that. They are definitely coming but they are not here yet.  Every day when I look to see if any new flowers have appeared, I remember that  God is faithful and His promises secure. It is just not the right time yet.dscn4471

One day I will see a wall full of roses.

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It’s a Circus Out There

 

“Mayday! Mayday! This is Medijig 100. Can anybody hear me?”

“Come in Medijig 100”

“I am running out of fuel. Where can I land?”

“We see you on our radar. You are in the middle of Letnin City. There is no open space for 10km.”

“What about a building with a flat roof?”

“Not in Letnin. After the terrorist attack last year all the buildings have had spike barriers added to their roofs.”

“Wait. I see something. It’s a flat topped vehicle. I’m going down.”

The clown in the circus van looked up. “Hey Dora, A helicopter ambulance is going to land on our roof. They’ll have oxygen for sure. Our little asthmatic chimp is going to be all right!”

120 words

 

This story is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers and is based on the following photo prompt.

 

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Iain Kelly. Thank you Iain!

Maybe you’d like to join in the fun.

Guide for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

1. A prompt photo will be provided each Tuesday to be used as a base to your story. Please include photo prompt with your story.

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