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I have been exercising my writing muscle daily since July 17, 2022. I begin with – I am a writer. Therefore I write everyday (or some variation thereof.)

For those who are novice writers, this is a big deal. Little by little, day by day getting stronger and stronger. I have enjoyed the satisfaction that this has brought me. Most of my writing (so far) is for my eyes only.

I’ve also been blogging consistently for the past few weeks. That’s another exercise that I have enjoyed. I was challenged with becoming more personal. I like it when I can get a laugh or two also.

But something is off today. I just can’t find my flow and my words are not forthcoming.

We are going to prayer service throughout the week at 6am. Although I am usually out of bed at that time, it’s different having to be dressed with shoes on. I’m overwhelmed with work and have many orders that are overdue. I am cat sitting for friends who are gone for a month. Well, actually, more like hospice cat sitting. She is 19. Laundry has piled up and my stacks are getting taller.

But, then I remember to breathe and fix my eyes. Remind myself that the Lord is my Provider and my Peace. He holds my days. I can rest in Him.

I breathe. I rest. I praise and thank God for who He is and what He has done.

Then, I write.