This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 31ST 2020.

This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 31ST 2020.

Sammi Cox has issued writing challenge #172.
Here are the parameters: A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.
ALTERNATE CHALLENGE:

ENDLESS HEART
by J. Lillie
My friend says reality is killing him:Covid-19, lay-offs, election cycles, family stress, overdue bills, black lives matter and white man’s privlege, Democrats, Republicans and the scraps of whatever is left between them. It’s all too much for one man’s mind to fathom never mind survive.

The land’s enshrouded.
Darkness reigns for the moment
But the sun will burn through.
I tell my friend that Reality doesn’t kill. Reality brings life: love, joy, peace, long- suffering, gentleness, kindness, faith, meekness and self control. Surely sin has bent our perception of what is and made it everything that is not real. Reality is the kingdom of God within us.

Eternity dwells
In jars made of weak clay, so
Endless heart live on.
This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 29TH 2020.

I awoke this morning with one of those leg cramps that make you scream yourself awake. You know the kind I mean, the kind where you are mindful enough to know that if you could just get to your feet the pain would stop, the kind which is so painful you cannot move out of the position you have contorted into.

After a minute of deep breathing through the worst of the pain, I swung my feet off the bed. I realized the day was dark and rainy, a reminder from God that I was in my current situation probably because I had let myself get dehydrated yesterday.

I pushed myself off of the bed. I thought back to yesterday and remembered that the Lord had changed up my sermon for Sunday on me. I was working in Psalm 84. Then, in my afternoon devotion the Lord had pushed me…
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This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 28TH 2020.


This stand of mugwort around the corner from my house is the most fragrant patch in the neighborhood right now.
My sister read something on the internet that said there would be two moons tonight, or that Mars would be as big as the moon, or some such nonsense. For just a moment I got really excited. I thought perhaps we would see something no other mortal had experienced for hundreds of years.
I grabbed my phone, as she put on her shoes, and out we went, two amateur astronomers ready to view history.

Sadly there was, as usual, just one moon. We had been hoaxed.
“Hoax” is a word that gets tossed around a lot these days. One would think by the amount of hoaxing being reported that the whole world is under the influence of a powerful hoax or something…..Wait a minute! It seems I’ve read something about that somewhere…… Yes this is it…
Don’t you remember that when I was with you I used to tell you…
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This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 27TH 2020.

This post is created in response to CEE’S FLOWER OF THE DAY CHALLENGE FOR AUGUST 26TH 2020.

Since the pandemic started I have found myself rising later than usual. My old pattern was to be up and going by 4:30 or 5 in the morning. I would have half a day’s work done by the time every one else was up. That was a necessary thing because by 2 in the afternoon I would start to crash. Back then I would nap briefly and get ready for my night time work (usually a service or some kind of meeting).
Jacopo is still up every morning at 4:30 A.M. like clock work (literally you can set your watch by him). Now, though, he only wants to jump off the bed and settle in his carry cage to catch some more Z’s. Mercedes always sleeps right up by head on the pillow to my right. They are good until 6:30 or 7 A.M. now. At least three or four…
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