Saturday 12/25/10 - "MERRY CHRISTMAS #3"

"MERRY CHRISTMAS #3"

"LAYING"
IN WAIT

FOR ALL
THAT

CHRISTMAS
"IS"

Prayer Girl

(Photo credit:
Jingle Bells by Jodi Esplin-Kodak picture of the day
Decorating by Dawn Sanders-Kodak picture of the day
Noel by Virginia Leone-Kodak picture of the day
the birth of Christ)

Thursday 12/23/10 - "MERRY CHRISTMAS #2"

"MERRY CHRISTMAS #2"

BREATH IN GOD

BREATH OUT ANXIETY

BREATH IN GOD
BREATH OUT NEGATIVITY

BREATH IN GOD
BREATH OUT FEAR

BREATH IN HOPE
BREATH IN PEACE
BREATH IN LOVE

BREATH IN JOY

Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
The Red Shed by Nancy Harker - Kodak picture of the day
Heavenly Skies by ShunMiya
Nativity by DarthMater@deviantart.com
Beside Still Waters by silendriel@deviantart.com)

Saturday 12/18/10 - "Merry Christmas #1" - Six Word Saturday

SIX WORD SATURDAY

MERRY CHRISTMAS #1

PATIENTLY, PERSISTENTLY

PRACTICING

PRAYER

PRODUCES

PEACE

A first Merry Christmas wish for you from -
Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Christmas tree by dreamingindigital@deviantart.com
Little Angel girl Praying by Fortunia@deviantart.com
Young Monk by Colin Trebble-Kodak picture of the day
Sun Run by Alishia Osborn-Kodak picture of the day
A Cozy Christmas by mchasesteely@deviantart.com)

Thursday 10/21/10 - "DIRTY LAUNDRY"

"DIRTY LAUNDRY"

From the beginning of my blog my intention was to carry a message of hope. I wanted to share with others what I learned when I thought I was hopeless. When I hit my bottom in alcoholism I felt I was beyond all help and all possibility of saving. I discovered at that time a little seed of hope I didn't know was possible to have, buried within me, and it brought me through that horrific time.

The hope I discovered in me when God intervened and saved me from my alcoholism has remained with me these 25 years since I got sober. I have been through many difficult times in those years and many wonderful, beautiful times as well.

There are times when our "dirty laundry" overflows the basket of our life. I was taught as a child not to "air the family's dirty laundry". I believe it is very important to air our dirty laundry with trusted friends and helpers God puts in our lives. I think that the adage to not air our laundry "in public" is spiritually sound. It is my belief that if we air our troubles publicly it can interfere with whatever God's will for the situation and those involved in it is.

Right now my dirty laundry basket is overflowing and God is telling me to be very cautious about blogging. First of all, I wish for my blog, if it continues, to be that message of hope in a world where so many experience hopelessness. Second, I do not wish my laundry to spill out publicly and spoil God's plan, whatever that may be.

I may stop blogging for a while. I may stop blogging forever. I am turning this decision over to God. In all things, even when I am filled with fear and anxiety, I try to listen for that still small voice that leads and directs me. That voice is why I posted a Theme Thursday blog last night and about an hour later took it down. This was the blog I needed to post instead.

I need your prayers. Those I love need your prayers.

Till whenever......

Prayer Girl

Wednesday 10/20/10 - "REFRESHING" - Wordless Wednesday

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

"REFRESHING"

Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Jack by Davona Douglass@deviantart.com
Wind by Matthew Cooke@deviantart.com
funny dogs
upside-down
Wind Soul by mOthyyku@deviantart.com)

Tuesday 10/19/10 - "THE MOMENT" - A Magpie Tale

A MAGPIE TALE

(Magpie Tales are hostessed by Willow. Click here to read more.)

"THE MOMENT"

She had hidden herself in this quiet, solitary place, alone with only the rhythmic breathing and occasional whinnying of her pony, Morning Glory. Her sister hadn't seen her slip into the barn. She lay in the hay looking up at the sole source of light drifting into the cool, dark barn through the opening of the upper portion of the door.

The smell of decaying leaves under the trees outside the door drifted in on the beams of light. It was a light, musty, fruity, earthy, hard to describe smell. She inhaled more deeply, closed her eyes and imagined seeing those dying leaves lying there beneath the bare branches. Only three short months ago she had been swinging endlessly from a rope swing made by her dad that depended from those very branches.

Suddenly she had a moment she could only describe to herself as magical, holy or supernatural. She was frozen in time, crystallized in an infinite instant of time; the smell and sight of the leaves whirling about with the summer leaves surrounding the rope swing and the sunbeams shining in to light up the darkness. This moment would remain vivid in her soul forever.

Prayer Girl

Monday 10/18/10 - "BAD COOK" - Micro-Fiction Monday

MICRO-FICTION MONDAY

"BAD COOK"

She wasn't a very good cook, but this bad?
It was one thing to bury the offending bread in a bricked-up grave, but why seal her in too?

(135)

Prayer Girl


Micro-Fiction Monday is hostessed by Susan at Stony River. Go here to learn about and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.

Sunday 10/17/10 - "ELUSIVE SLEEP" - Sunday 160

SUNDAY 160

"ELUSIVE SLEEP"

Hour of sleep arrives, eyes are closed

But behind the lids, mind remains awake
In that place too many thoughts exposed
Causing anxiety, fear, the heart to ache

Prayer Girl


Sunday 160 is hosted by Monkey Man.

(Photo credits:
Closed by Colourcatcher@deviantart.com
Wishing for a Dream by karambolera@deviantart.com)

P.S.
"If you love someone, let them go. If they return to you, it was meant to be. If they don't, their love was never yours to begin with." - Anonymous

Saturday 10/16/10 - "WAITING" - Six Word Saturday

SIX WORD SATURDAY

"WAITING"

WAITING

PATIENTLY,

QUIETLY

FOR

GOD'S

DIRECTION

Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Dance of the Sunbeams by Randall Scholten - Kodak picture of the day
Painting with God by rabidbunnyd@deviantart.com)

Friday 10/15/10 - "MIRACLES ON THE WIND" - FFF55

FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55

"MIRACLES ON THE WIND"

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." - Albert Einstein

Circumstances made her feel hopeless with no chance of a miracle. She thought to breathe deeply of the clear crisp wind where miracles might be carried.

Prayer Girl

Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by G-Man.

Photo credit: With the wind by lincochuan@deviantart.com

Thursday 10/14/10 - "GAMES" - Theme Thursday

THEME THURSDAY
(Game)

"GAMES"

Games are fun. They keep the mind sharp and are a wonderful way to spend time with friends. They can even be lucrative at times with bets on a poker game.

BUT.....

Games people play WITH the lives of others like mind games, games of illusion, games of deception, games of betrayal, - are evil.


Prayer Girl

Theme Thursday is hosted by Brian Miller

P.S. This is also exactly 55 words, but since it's not Friday, I'll have to come up with another one for G-Man. :)

Wednesday 10/13/10 - "HOPE IN THE MIDST OF DESPAIR" - Wordless Wednesday

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY


"HOPE IN THE MIDST OF DESPAIR"

Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
Hope and Despair by Yuumei@deviantart.com
Hope by Sugargrl14@deviantart.com
Hope by Sakimichan@deviantart.com
Hope by Michelle Phan@deviantart.com)

Tuesday 10/12/10 - "USHERING IN THE SEASON" - A Magpie Tale

A MAGPIE TALE

(Magpie Tales are hostessed by Willow. Click here to read more.)

"USHERING IN THE SEASON"

The leaves are dying - one by one they fall
From the lowest and the trees most tall

But fires begin to burn with a warming birth
And round those harvest fires bloom lots of mirth

Autumn is the time that brings the kiddies out
In costumes, candy laden bags and lots of shouts

October ushers in a season like in years gone past
With daughter's birthday
then Halloween
Thanksgiving
Christmas
and New Years Eve at last

Prayer Girl

Monday 10/11/10 - "COMING OR GOING?" - Micro-Fiction Monday

MICRO-FICTION MONDAY

"COMING OR GOING?"

She held all she owned in 3 small bags as she looked at the train.
Was she going or coming?
She'd forgotten, didn't know.
She needed help.

(140)

Prayer Girl

Micro-Fiction Monday is hostessed by Susan at Stony River. Go here to learn about and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.

Sunday 10/10/10 - "GOLDEN RAIN" - Sunday 160

SUNDAY 160

"GOLDEN RAIN"

Walking through this breezy day of falling red, orange & gold leaves -
imagination took her next step into a golden rain of leaves.
She felt warm and magical.

Prayer Girl

(Photo credit: be my autumn by cat woman amy@deviantart.com)

Saturday 10/9/10 - "GENTLE, QUIET SILENCE" - Six Word Saturday in 110

SIX WORD SATURDAY IN 110

"GENTLE, QUIET SILENCE"

Seeking holiness of supernatural moments
Go softly, simply within the spirit's depth
And find those precious gifts in gentle, quiet silence

And there it's like the silent whisper smooth
Of snow gliding silently down from sky to
Land noiselessly on the hushed ground below

And there it's like the autumn leaves letting go
Their grasp on branches high above
Swirling lazily earthward to settle with the rest

And there it's like the dandelion puff
Floating freely, aimlessly through the air
Swaying one way and the next to its home

And there below at rest, at peace
There in that perfect place, a void
All that's heard is God's sweet voice


Prayer Girl

(Photo credit: Home For Christmas by Eleanore Benin - Kodak picture of the day)

Friday 10/8/10 - "HER HERO" - FFF55

FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55

"HER HERO"

Daddy was her hero.
She knew she would never be able to fill his shoes.
Heck she couldn't pick them up.
If she tried to wear them they would be like her little jeans,
but without the top to cover her bottom.

What to do?

She was content to adoringly follow him everywhere he went.

Prayer Girl

Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by G-Man.


Photo credit: Learn young, learn fair by Els Bax - Kodak picture of the day

Thursday 10/7/10 - "FENCES" - Theme Thursday

THEME THURSDAY

"FENCES"

The first fence I found had penned me in
I followed it haltingly into gloom and sin

But the next fence I found slowly led me out
Into clarity and brightness - turned my life about

Prayer Girl


This is a Theme Thursday hosted by Brian Miller. Click here to read more.


(Photo credits:
Fence by kTzcata@deviantart.com
Fence by JACAC@deviantart.com)

Wednesday 10/6/10 - "THE PASSIONATE PERFECTION OF PURPLE" - Wordless Wednesday

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY


"THE PASSIONATE PERFECTION OF PURPLE"

Prayer Girl

(Photo credits:
In Purple by Andry122@deviantart.com
Purple by erin eccentrik@deviantart.com
Purple by purplerainistaken@deviantart.com
Sea Oats and Sunset Cloud by Cliff Berinsky - Kodak picture of the day
My Three Girls by Cathy Crosson - Kodak picture of the day
Purple by LiNoR@deviantart.com
Morning Light by Randy Baumhover - Kodak picture of the day)

Tuesday 10/5/10 - "REFLECTED MEMORIES" - A Magpie Tale

THIS MAGPIE TALE IS DEDICATED TO
MY ONE, TRUE, FOREVER LOVE -
MR. STEVERONI

A MAGPIE TALE

(Magpie Tales are hostessed by Willow. Click here to read more.)

"REFLECTED MEMORIES"

She had been sitting in this favorite room, what used to be called a parlor but was now referred to as a den, for hours. Though her body felt sluggish and dull her mind was crystal clear, sharp-pointed like the icicles hanging from the roof just outside the parlor window.

Here in old familiar surroundings she rocked herself back and forth, back and forth in the rocking chair her mother had rocked her in as a baby. Beside her on the table rested the old, cherished hurricane lamp that had been a treasured wedding gift of her mother's. As she rocked her thoughts traveled to other times. As her chair moved back and forth the light in the room played along the edges of the curving lamp's glass and reflections began to form. As the light continued to flicker within the curves of the glass they became pictures of memories.

She saw herself as a sixteen year old girl on her first date, a blind date with a handsome young man, her first forever love. They were at the destination of their hayride on the banks of the Potomac River. They sat upon gaily colored carousel horses at an amusement part overlooking the river. It was dark, there were brightly colored lights and they were reaching out from their horses to catch the brass ring.

The light in the lamp shifted and into her mind swam the picture of her second forever love going off to college never to return to her. As she pushed her rocker gently the images began to speed up in a kaleidoscope of her life.

Here she saw her Bermuda honeymoon with her first husband, there her children's births and then lovely scenes of family fun through the years. There were Disney World trips, a move from Washington, D.C. to Florida, a trip to the Florida Keys......the unfolding of her and her children's lives.

Onto the darkened areas of the glass came other images. She saw her own alcoholic collapse, snapshots of her 28 days in a treatment center, her divorce and hard fought landmarks in her recovery.

And now before her mind's eye came her one, true, forever love brought into her life by God after she had been in recovery some years. There were so many beautiful memories and they brought tears of joy and remembrance to her eyes. Scenes flashed by of her walking down the aisle on their wedding day as his eyes filled with joyful tears, their anniversary/birthday celebrations, trips to St. Augustine, Gatlinburg, and surrounding all these images a powerful spirit of love. And then.........

She closed her eyes to halt the sights right at these most precious, perfect moments, imprinting them deep within her heart. How grateful she was for the exquisite life God had given her. Wrapped in the warmth of these final visions behind her closed eyes, she fell asleep forever.

Prayer Girl