Thoughts inside my head

I was browsing at my favorite bookstore today, and I came across this quote by Ernest Hemingway: "The writer must write what he has to say. Not speak it." Needless to say, I can relate. Those thoughts inside my head whirl around and around until I have to get them out. It's what I've always loved to do. Years ago it was poetry; intensely emotional and extremely passionate. Those words inside my head were clamoring to get out.

The problem: There are so many words at random moments that when I can't just stop and write. So I jot them down on to stickers, in the notes on my phone, on my laptop, and in a notepad I carry in my purse. And then, once they are down, I quickly forget about them. It's as if once they are written somewhere, the thoughts are gone. And therein lies the problem--trying to gather all those disjointed thoughts into a completely finished work that makes sense. Or even finishing at least one of those written creations and putting the final touches and saying, "The End".

Perhaps one day in the not so distant future I'll actually finish that book I started in 2006. Or dust of that collection of poetry and get it published. And perhaps one day I'll finish that book about breast cancer that seems to have taken on a life of its own. I wonder if Thoreau ever felt this way at Walden Pond when he was jotting down his thoughts. "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Yes...I believe he did.

Perhaps one day,
Walden Fan

Wedding Slideshows

Viva Las Vegas

Before the Wedding

The Wedding

The Wedding Dinner

My daughter's Wedding

These past few months have been a whirlwind of emotions. I've been stressed because of work deadlines and wedding preparations. But this past Friday, it was all worth it. My daughter was the most beautiful bride and I was a very proud mother. Words can't express the joy I felt watching her say those vows of commitment and listening while Dan's aunt who performed the ceremony talked about how she reminds me so much of my mother. She is and always will be the joy of my life. I wish my Mom could have been there...but she was in spirit, smiling from heaven and rejoicing that Jillian has found her soul mate.

There is no greater joy than to share this day with your daughter and to know that you were a part of making that day special for her. I will never forget the past few days we both shared together and the memories will last forever.

Remembering a Favorite Scripture

I was reading Jeremiah 32 tonight and I came across one of my favorite scriptures:

Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh. Is there anything too hard for Me?

That verse brought back so many memories of times when The Word seemed so alive and powerful in my life. I remember finding that verse during a particularly difficult time. And I recall grabbing on to it and holding tight until I made it through to the other side.

It was a reminder to me that no matter what you are struggling with or how difficult the days are, there is nothing too hard for God. He can turn any situation around and give us victory. He can make what was once old, new again. And He can raise us up when we are feeling down.

Standing on the promises,
Walden Fan

Do women just want to be rescued?

I was watching "Sex and the City" tonight on TBS and that was Carrie's line. Actually Charlotte made the statement referring to a comment about why firemen are so cute. "Because women just want to be rescued." I got to thinking..do we?

Here are the facts:

• We dream about the day we will get married from the time we are little girls
• We look for that special soul mate to complete us
• We want someone to support us financially so we can be mothers and PTA presidents
  

Yep. The simple fact is that is true. I'd like a man to rescue me. I'll admit it.

Maybe that's because it's the way God made us. We are supposed to feel that way. Because honestly, if we didn't, He knew we would NEVER choose to live our lives with the male species.

That's certainly some food for thought.
Walden Fan

"Defiance"--A story about survival

I watched a movie tonight that has certainly driven me into deep thought. It was a movie about an obscure group of Jews who survived in the forests of Russia against all odds, hiding from the Germans. 1200 of them survived and those who did have grown to hundreds of thousands over the years. Three brothers led this community of Jews through ambushes, harsh winters, trekking through bogs and surviving on root vegetables. They rescued 100's of Jews from a village where the Nazi's were executing them on a daily basis.

It's hard to watch something like that and not ask yourself what do we really have to complain about. Yes, the economy is bad. Times, in our minds, are hard. But most of us have food, a roof over our heads, freedom and luxuries that the rest of the world sees and views us as spoiled Americans. It's a sobering thought to imagine having to fight for our very existence and we are complaining about not having any air conditioning, or broken hard drives, or cars with flat tires.

Sometimes I think God must shake his head and wonder why we can't see all of our blessings. It certainly is a lesson in thankfulness.

Walden Fan

In the beginning...

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
John 1: 1-5

If I had to pick a favorite passage of scripture this would be it. I have always been in love with the Word. I can't explain how it makes me feel when I read it, or how I feel connected to the Father when it penetrates into my heart and soul. I've always valued "the Word" and always valued what it says about God.

I'm inspired tonight to do a study about "the Word" by using the Word. It's fascinating how Jesus was the living Word.
Walden Fan