My Answer: Writing Prompt #1 Yourself

Writing Prompt:

You're a character in a book, describe yourself in third person - your physical appearance and personality.

            A girl with dark brown hair and pink glasses walked into the college cafeteria.  She gave the cafeteria worker  a small smile as she scanned her meal card.  She searched the large room, when she didn't see her friends she moved to look in the sunroom area, full of windows and tall tables and chairs.

            There she found her friends, her hands moved in a strange pattern called American Sign Language when she spotted them.  Her long fingers moved to formed what he didn't know. Her friends greeted her in return with hand movements of their own.

            She grin as she claimed a chair with her jacket.

            The grin disappeared when she entered the crowded food area in the back of the cafeteria, where he stood but her green-blue hidden behind her glasses looked to see who's there.  When she spied his group she crossed her arms and avoided his and his friends' eyes as she tried to decide what to eat.

            In long strides she headed in their direction, but she stared straight ahead as she passed them he watched her walk to the pizza stand.

            But then she grinned again as another friend greeted her, this one didn't use hand movements but talked to her.  She leaned close to hear. They're laughed. Her face changed as she no longer hid her emotions. 

 

Ok not sure this was the assignment but there's what I came up with.

Annie Laurie Gray

Writing Prompt #1 Yourself

As if you're a character in a book, describe yourself in 3rd person- your physical appearance and personality
And write it in 600 words or less.

If you uses this writing prompt please leave a comment with a link. I love to read what you wrote. I like to use a blog hop link but I'm still researching them.

Will be back later with what I wrote.

Countdown to Christmas: Mary (Not ruining it for you)

You may read that Mary does question the angel, much like Zachariah but it how she questioned the angel that make it different.  She's not talking back.  Zachariah wanted to know how will he know the angel's message will happen.  He wanted to use his knowledge.

Mary wanted to know how it's possible, but she's not relying on what she's knew. 

This young girl - an example of good faith but I want to say she's more.  She's obedient. "I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered "May it be to me as you have said."

Later her cousin Elizabeth said "Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished."

I don't know about you but I find it hard to continually believe what the Lord told me will be accomplished sometimes.  Obedient to God is hard.

Don't take my word for it, try it.

But see I want to be obedient like Mary.

(I also want to sit at the feet of Jesus like the another Mary of the bible (Mary and Martha) and know what it truly important. [that for another post])

Anyway I want to be obedient.  Right now God's telling me to wait.  Not sure what I'm waiting for but to wait.  I want, in my quiet way, to rush ahead of God and find what I'm waiting for.

It could be any number of things...

But I know that I'm to believe, pray and seek out God while I wait.  Again here where Mary is obedient she goes to her cousin's house to wait.

Dear Lord Jesus,

I asked You to bless those who are waiting for an answer. To help those waiting to seek Your presence, for You to dwell in them.  To let them know they are loved and not alone.  You hear them and You are healing their brokenness as they wait.

In Your Holy Name, Lord Jesus, I pray, Amen!  

A servant of the Lord Jesus,

Annie Laurie

Poem: The Boy Who Tried

When I wrote this poem I didn't like anything I wrote for the last couple of days.  So when I sat down at my computer I decided not to have a pre-writing plan or plot in mind.  I prayed to God for Him to dwell in me and to help me write.
I wrote this poem which has never mention God.
Really I didn't plan to write this poem... I didn't even plan to write a poem.  I wrote this with the Lord's help.

  The Boy Who Tried

He doesn't understand why she looked so sad.  She wouldn't look at him, wouldn't smile but he wouldn't look or smile either.

He tried.

He has no regrets, he tried.

One day he talked to her.  It was only a greeting.  "How are you?"

"I'm good, how are you?" she answered, with eyes opened a little too wide. Shocked he talked to her he guessed.

He smiled and nodded his goodbye.

Something happened he should of it as he left.

He waited for her again over and over again at the coffee shop.

She showed up but they didn't talk but he's sure something happened.

He waited for the moment to come, the right moment.

The right moment came.

He waited for her, it's the night of the Christmas parade.

He watched her car drive by, she looking for someone he's sure it's him.

It's the right moment, he sure of it.

But she never showed up.

Maybe she's was looking for another guy, not him.

The Girl who  

She doesn't understand why he looked mad.

She get the feeling she ruined his plans.

One day she tried to talk to him.

No regrets she tried to talk to him.

She got his name, but she only gave her first name.

Something happened she had a feeling.

Over and over she went to the coffee shop hoping to see him.

They never talked....

She was not sure what was happening anymore.

One day she drove by the coffee shop she forgot about the Christmas parade.

She looked for him through the windows of the coffee shop.

He watched her with half a smile.

But she didn't find a parking place, got there too late.

Now he sit with another girl maybe she was wrong.

To break the silence between them.

By Annie Laurie Gray

Poem: Loud and Clear

I'm confuse when it comes to him
maybe I confused him too.
Keep thinking face the facts,
actions speak loud and clear,
but then actions are not crystal clear.

He didn't want to talk to me,
I know that now,
He whether catch the flu,
I promise not to come up and talk to him.

But still I wish he would talk to me,
just come up and talk to me....
By Annie Laurie Gray

Poem: Mountain, Dirt and Grime.

I don't remember every mountain I struggled to climb,
I guess they turned into bumps in the road,
not as big as I imagined but what about this time?
Can I make it over this mountain, go with the flow?

And what about you? What are you going through?
What mountain has left dirt and grime on you?

Poem: God Only You Know

God only You know all my thoughts,
God only You know how I truly feel.
God only You know if I'm truly scared,
God only You know how to bring joy back to my heart,
God only You know what I truly want,
God only You know the plans You have for me,
God only You matter.

Countdown to Christmas: Zachaniah

Zachaniah's head knowledge outweighed his faith.  He showed this when he talked back to the angel like a know it all teenager. He was a priest therefore trained but he and his wife are "righteous in the sight of God" (Luke 1:6 NIV), this tell of his faith.

 

Did Zachaniah show a lack of faith?

Or did he show another problem? One we see over and over again in the new testament and today?

His head knowledge outweighed his faith.

He gone far on this knowledge and he and his wife are "righteous in the sight of God." (Luke 1:6 NIV) I think this "righteous" confirm his faith.

 He talked back to the angel like a know it all teenager demonstrate his head ruled over his heart and faith. With the words “'How can I be sure of this? I am an old man and my wife is well along in years.'”  (Luke 1:18) According to the life experience and the rules of the world which everyone with good common sense know, a woman "well along in years" and never had a child, most likely not going to have a child.

But see Zechaniah asked the wrong question.  He asked "how can I be sure of this?"  The I is very important in this sentence.  He's saying with all the knowledge I have this is not possible.

I suffer from wanting to know the how, why, when and where, all the time with God and his plans for my life and his commands.

But see there's another way to ask for the how, why. when and where when it come to God and this plans.  And that I will post about in a later post when I write about Mary and her visit from the angel Gabriel.

Anyway....

Since Zachaniah need proof the angel take his voice away.

Have you ever notice how God works wonders in the quietness?

When we don't throw demands at God and let Him show us what best when we listen?

Zachanish needed to listen.

And since I'm writing this post I'm pretty sure God telling me I need to "be still" and listen and "Know (He) is God"  To stop telling Him what's I'm worried about, what I want, and what I think He should do."  Now there will be a time when I am I cried my heart to God and "talk" to him about what's on my mind, but I realize once I'm finish I need to sit back and let Him have his turn at "talking."

What is God telling you?

What do you think of Zachaniah?