Reading,Writing, Aging and D epression
Misty arrived about ten minutes late for her afternoon gym class. She was finishing her cigarette at the smoking pod behind Maplewood Collegiate and was talking to a new girl who had just enrolled in the high school that day. While they were talking Misty lost track of the time. When Misty arrived at the lockers about five minutes late, the other girls were already in the locker room getting changed. Misty waited outside the entrance to the locker room and could hear the other girls talking. The girls’ voices were loud enough that Misty could overhear what they were saying. The dominant voice that drowned out the rest was that of Linda Saunders. Linda was a strong personality that attracted her own group of followers. At this very moment Linda was holding court with a group of four other girls. She had just overhead one of the other girls singing the praises of Rick Miller.
“Rick is such a great goalie. His play is the only reason that our hockey team is still competitive. I just hope that his injuries don’t keep him out of the line up too long. The Cougars have some key games scheduled for the next two weeks,” Sandra said.
“That’s for sure,” Tristan said. “I hate to say it, but I don’t have much confidence in Miles Meyers’ ability to lead the team.
Sandra and Tristan were so busy talking that they hadn’t noticed that Linda Saunders had walked up right behind them.
Do You Trust Me?
This afternoon I heard God speaking to my heart (in other words I didn’t hear an audible voice), but I knew it was Him trying to get something important across to me and it was even meant for others to hear. That’s why I’m writing this blog post.
I was talking to my wife this morning and a paraphrase of the following message was given to me. I know that there are likely many of you who think it’s unlikely that God would use me as His communication tool. My answer to this is that God once spoke via a mule. Check out Numbers 22:28 in the Bible.
As I mentioned in a previous blog post I am presently up against a sizeable mountain in my own life. It reminds me of the Elvis Presley song, ‘You Gave Me a Mountain’.
In relation to my mountain God said, “What about it Ken? Do you trust Me to get you out of this mess and into a favorable place? Or more generally, do you trust Me with your life?”
In twelve step recovery groups they use Step Three which says, ‘Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understand Him.” I’m glad that the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous added “as we understand him” to step three as I often do not understand God.
Taking Step Three is a huge step as it means that we are surrendering our control over a person or situation and are leaving the problem in God’s hands. This is where the rubber meets the road. We are putting total trust in God’s abilities and compassion toward us.
God always gives us a choice. He told me,” If you want to Ken, you can carry this burden yourself. I won’t try to stop you from worrying, losing sleep, getting all stressed out and all the other delightful joys of being your own boss. Like Frank Sinatra, you can say, “I did it my way.”
“Or, on the other hand you can leave your problems with me and trust Me for a favorable outcome.”
I choose the second option.
Watcha Going To Do When They Come For You?
I am presently facing two huge challenges right now. I know I have a basic choice to make. These are not new issues but they are now staring me right in the face. I would say that they qualify as what The Bible refers to as mountains.
The big question is how am I going to respond to these challenges? Over the last few months I have been very discouraged I know that I have to get out of this state of mind.
The question I have to ask myself is am I going to trust God or not? I have made a decision to trust God and turn my problems over to him. It is time for some serious spiritual warfare.
About Me (Part Two)
Welcome back to Part Two of About Me. Over the last couple of years I have read several books on the art and craft of writing. I have read Stein On Writing, The Successful Novelist by David Morrell, On Writing by Stephen King, How to Write a Damn Good Novel Parts One and Two by James Frey and Writing Fiction for Dummies to name a few. What amazes me about these books is that there is such variant and often conflicting theories on the art and craft of writing. I have also used some writer’s software sold by Storymind such as Story Weaver and Dramatica Pro Version 4 by Melanie Anne Phillips. I have found this software to be most useful for structural issues.
Possibly, the most useful tip I got about writing was provided by Stephen King in his book, On Writing. In this book Stephen King indicates that to be a successful writer one must read a lot and write a lot.
On Reading, Writing and Surviving a Severe Viral Infection (Part One)
Some readers might be wondering why I’ve taken approximately six weeks off from writing my blogs. The rest of the world could care less. Anyway, for those who are truly curious I became very ill by catching some kind of viral infection. This took me by surprise as I was fortunate to have three years since my last major flu attack.
Ironically, I first fell ill during the night of my sixty-second birthday. In fact, I think it started at the same hour I was born sixty-two years ago. The first symptom was a sore throat in the middle of the night. When I awoke my throat was now twice as sore and I had an earache as a little added bonus. Needless to say, and despite my wife’s best efforts I endured a miserable birthday and stayed in bed for most of the day. I optimistically estimated that my illness would last around one week. Well, this bug hadn’t seen me for a while and decided it would stick around for several weeks.
During this time my usual routines came to an abrupt and complete stop. I was simply too sick to do much of anything. I was unable to do any substitute teaching and was even too sick to write my blogs or to work on my novels.
Realistically, about the only thing I could do was to listen to audio books, read and watch wrestling. I suppose my sick time wasn’t a total waste as I had a chance to read several books on how to write fiction. If I ever find the answers I will definitely write my own book on the art and craft of writing.