The Other Me

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My Writers’ Group

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We just dig out from one snowfall and another comes. Thankfully after a month off due to nasty weather and holidays our writers’ group met this week. What a fantastic time listening to their progress on short stories and novels. They are talented and have  much to offer with constructive criticism and praises–both so important on a writer’s journey. A special thanks to the core of Whitley County’s Writers Group: Peggy, Judy, and Ginger for all your input. 

Time to Reflect

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After the blizzard of 2014 dumped over 14 inches of snow in northeastern Indiana and closed our town down, I had lots of time to write, read, and reflect. A poem that spoke to me and describes how I fell is When I Say I Am A Christian by Carol Wimmer.  I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did.

WHEN I SAY, “I AM A CHRISTIAN”

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!”

I’m whispering, “I get lost sometimes

That’s why I chose this way”

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I don’t speak with human pride

I’m confessing that I stumble

Needing God to be my guide

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I’m not trying to be strong

I’m professing that I’m weak

And pray for strength to carry on

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I’m not bragging of success

I’m admitting that I’ve failed

And cannot ever pay the debt

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I don’t think I know it all

I submit to my confusion

Asking humbly to be taught

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I’m not claiming to be perfect

My flaws are all too visible

But God believes I’m worth it

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I still feel the sting of pain

I have my share of heartache,

Which is why I seek His name

 

When I say, “I am a Christian”

I do not wish to judge

I have no authority

I only know I’m loved

 

Used by Permission

Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer

WELCOME WRITERS AND READERS

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Welcome to writing for fulfillment where writing is therapy for a creative mind. With snow piling outside my window, come, curl up with a hot cup of tea, open a book and slip into another realm.

I’m polishing my first novel, Where Hope Lies, an inspirational mystery where a mother’s love exposes a web of greed that in turn fuels disaster and praying it will be accepted for publication, soon.

My second novel, (still in the rough stages) The Stump Jumper’s Daughter, a fictional historical mystery is set in the Pennsylvania hills during the 1940’s when a teen meets the spirit of an escaped slave girl traveling on the Underground Railroad.

Come travel with me on my writing journey.