I had my very first Cherry Lime-ade from the Sonic Drive-In. And an order of the best Onion Rings I’ve ever eaten. I’ve been wanting a Cherry Lime-ade ever since Susan Meissner mentioned it on her blog months ago after a Sonic opened in her area. I wish I’d ordered a large. It was all I hoped it would be. Mouth watering delicious. It’ll have to last me a long time, though, because it’s too far to make going there a regular practice. Dang!
The least comments for blog posts occur–or would that be don’t occur–on book reviews. Next it seems the posts about serious God issues. The quiet is deafening.
I need to write on my novels, but there is a reason I’m not doing so. Just not sure what it is. Yet.
In recent months tears have been a mainstay of my days. Brief sessions of weeping. Then recovery. Life is good. Yes, hard things press and push, but God loves . . . us all.
It’s weird when I feel like a particular post was worthy of comments and none show up. No predicting what inspires others to offer a word or thoughts. Thank you to each one who takes the time to write a comment. No one knows better than me that sometimes there’s just nothing to say . . .
Father, thank you for life. What a privilege and pleasure to live it for you–as best I can which sometimes isn’t that well done. Forgive me for that, Lord. I love you. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.
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