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Surprise, God Shows Up When You Seek Him

  • Jul. 31st, 2008 at 7:38 AM

 Along the lines of 'if you build it, they will come', I firmly believe if you seek it, you shall find it. I mentioned in my recent blog how God had gotten my attention this past weekend. I've been seeking Him more 'as I go' this week and He's done some pretty special things for me already. 

On a bike ride this week in my new neighborhood, I decided to stop in at a little shop to check it out. I was looking my usual 'pretty' self (not). I always figure with my sunglasses and bike helment, no one will recognize me. So, I go in to this little shop and found a delightful place, along with a delightful owner. She showed me around and soon we were talking about church, God, weddings, children, and prayer. What a blessing she was to me that day. This Sunday, I'll visit her church.

The next day, I was at the gym doing my usual complaining and got in to a conversation with an older attractive lady beside me. I ended up being there two hours as we discussed some pretty wonderful things God can do in our lives if we learn to turn it over to Him. For me, I have to remember to do that every day. She was a woman of wisdom in that area. Again, I told her what a blessing she was to me.

Of course, blessings in my life can't be complete without my grandchildren mentioned. Yesterday, Rebecca needed me to babysit for a short while and I did so. As Micaela likes to say, 'Nana, spoils us just a eency bit' and I did that a little with junk food their parents rightfully don't let them have a lot. Then it was decided Micaela would spend the night and we had a great time playing Memory. Of course, she won. No, I didn't let her. She's sunny and happy and has the most joyful laugh. She reminds me to have joy in little things. 

Thank you, God, for showing up in my life. My friends, if you seek Him, you will find Him!

Montain Heritage Literary Festival

  • Jun. 17th, 2008 at 4:07 PM

On occasion there are events in one's life that are life-changing. If you're really lucky, you know it when it's happening. That's what happened to me this past weekend at the Mountain Heritage Festival held on the campus of Lincoln Memorial University in Harrogate, TN.  To make it even more special, I had a writer friend there to share it with- my Quillbilly friend, Nansy. 

We were treated to insightful teaching by Darnell Arnoult. Inspired by the drama of Barbara Bates-Smith in her one-woman dramatic interpretation of On Agate Hill. Enthralled by the stories and mountain singing of Sheila Kay Adams. For me, I was humbled by the simple blending of voices by the Johnson Sisters. All this, entertwined by the love of the written word. Each writer, poet, singer in attendance was encouraged to notice the people that live around them and the surrounding geography and idiosyncracies of the culture. Every holler, valley, glen, and bend in the creek means something to someone. There's a story there...it's our job as a writer to seek it out. To tell the story with the right words.

Last, I was reminded of the special place I have been privileged to grow up in. The campus at LMU was beautiful. Gorgeous, towering trees...oak, magnolia, tulip popular, locust, and many I'm embarrassed to say, I couldn't identify. I'm going to work on that!

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