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.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
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.
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
Sunday, December 16, 2012
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
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
Friday, December 7, 2012
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?
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?
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
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.
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.
Monday, December 3, 2012
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?
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