Monthly Archives: May 2012
F.E.A.R and What You Can Do About It
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Heart Thoughts |
You’ve probably experienced it. The time when something happens to you, major or minor, and the first person you tell turns around and tells you a story about so and so who had the same thing happen to them, and their horrific outcome.
So it was when I discovered a tick buried in my side. I won’t go into all the treatments my mom immediately launched, and the doctor visit, but let’s just say we did all we could to hopefully prevent disease down the road. I wasn’t worried, determined to turn the results over to God.
First person I tell? A beloved friend. First thing she does? Tells the horrors of Lyme disease and how it may not show up for years.
Next person I tell? My beloved boss. First thing she does? Tells of her friend who had a tick and how full blown Lyme developed after four years, eventually putting her friend on disability.
I was tempted to start worrying. (more…)
I Am A Writer – Jeff Goins Video Contest
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under V-Blog, Writing Life |
I made this video for Jeff Goins’ contest to declare yourself a writer. I am. Here’s my public declaration, with the help of some of the greatest all time writers:
I am a writer, home business owner, daughter, sister, aunt, niece, cousin, friend, and child of the King. What are you? Declare it in the comments!
Update: Here are the contest winners. This little video received an Honorable Mention: http://goinswriter.com/contest-winner/
You Can Do It Too
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Heart Thoughts |
God gave writing back to me in August, 2010. I discovered Faithwriters.com and committed to entering the Writing Challenge every week until I reached the Master’s level. I achieved that in just under a year, but kept going for a total of sixteen months straight.
Some of my other achievements are harder to measure, it’s more of a feel. I no longer feel in the dark now, and felt at home in Elizabeth Sherrill’s Master’s Writing Workshop a few weeks ago.
None of this is to boast. It’s just to say that if I can become what God’s called me to be, you can too.
For Him,
Sarah Elisabeth
The Best Gift You Can Give
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Heart Thoughts |
I face one of the year’s hardest problems every Mother’s Day. You don’t have to know me long to know I adore my parents, that my mom is still my bestest friend I hold hands and skip along with.
I love my mama so much I have no idea what to get her for Mother’s Day. To make matters worse, her birthday is right around May’s corner, June 20. A few ideas are coming to a boil on my mind’s stove, but nothing as fantastic as she deserves.
When a birthday of a close friend or birthday comes around, you may be like me, totally clueless what to offer them. “It’s the thought that counts” helps, but what if it were the prayer that counted?
Hence forth, I’m making sure no birthday or honoring day passes under my radar where I don’t bow my head for twenty seconds and say over a prayer over that person’s life. There is power in prayer.
Aside from prayer love, what’s the best gift you’ve ever received or given?
And Happy Mother’s Day to all you great moms reading my blog, especially my own. I love you, Mama! Praying for you always.
For Him,
Sarah Elisabeth
Why Do Novels Matter?
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under World of Fiction |
There’s truth in fiction. Sometimes more than we want to admit. But it’s a safe way to learn and experience truth about ourselves, our struggles, and our faith.
Nonfiction gives it to the reader straight, a great approach to subjects and themes relating to the human soul. Still, confronting a subject head-on is something we don’t like, especially if it’s unpleasant or downright horrible truths about ourselves.
Enter fiction. We step back and watch someone who’s more real than our next door neighbor and recognize bits and pieces of our own heart in action. We see ourselves from a safe distance.
Cancer, loss of job, car accidents. What good can come of the trials and troubles beating our already weary bodies back into the dirt from which we came? In the midst of crisis, a direct message or true to life story draws too real of a comparison with our own situation. The pain deepens with the continual burn of “why?”
Enter fiction. The more realistic, the better, yet it still lets us hold the pages away from our wounds while applying a salve we didn’t know it contained. We evaluate our agony from a safe distance.
