I suppose I might be forgiven for looking back, and using physical and mental scrapbooks to live in a remember when.
But, well, no. As Paul wrote to the Phillipans...(in chapter 3 of the letter, this from the KJV)...
Forget the shades of yesterday,
just point me to tomorrow.
let me heart remain in play,
with all the strength I steal and borrow.
They say that there's scant road ahead
but 'little' isn't none,
and I intend, before I'm dead
to have a bit more fun.
I do not scorn the memories
but they can't help me here,
and I figure that they wait for me
with a God who saves each tear.
Yes, perhaps it won't be long,
but I harken to hope's siren-song.
Music from Van Halen with Jump. Well, why not? Gotta practice optimism, and practice makes perfect...and it's also the Five Minute Friday writing prompt this week.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.