I have always been a writer.  For most of my life I haven’t written for people to read.  I put pen to paper because I was made in the image of a God who used words to call this world into existence, and He used words to call me to Himself.  Before I was formed in my mother’s womb He breathed into me a mind and heart for reading and writing.  Out of all the talents He could have given He chose a spirit that yearns to take twenty-six symbols and turn them over and over again into pages of what I’ve never considered an ordinary story.  Once in a while, when I would let them slip out into the universe, people told me what I wrote was a gift and asked me if I would please do it more.   I’m just now barely brave enough to put my name on it.

 

 

 

A Thousand Things. On Expecting Miracles and an Open Letter to Each of You

A Thousand Things. On Expecting Miracles and an Open Letter to Each of You“For all the promises of God find their ‘Yes’ in Him. That is why it is through Him that we utter our Amen to God for His glory.”–II Corinithians 1:20 ESV Dear Ones, To every one of you who have touched our lives in prayer, cards, meals, visits, gifts and donations and shared our story […] Read more...

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"Start with the soul and perhaps the temporal gifts I want to exercise will have their chance; and if they do not, I have the best in my hands already, the only thing really needed.  God must be in all my work."  --Flannery O'Connor

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2 Comments on A Thousand Things. On Expecting Miracles and an Open Letter to Each of You

  1. June
    February 9, 2018 at 12:39 pm (2 weeks ago)

    Beautiful post, Monica. So thankful that God is working in your lives in such a way that inspires these truths to come pouring forth from the fount of blessing and miracles (yes, miracles!) that He is pouring over your lives. Continued prayers.

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  2. Sheryl
    February 9, 2018 at 8:28 pm (2 weeks ago)

    I love you dearly.

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