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My Choice

This moment is too rare to disturb.  Basking in warm sunshine on the balcony, the air around me now is 37°F (37°C), five degrees warmer, above freezing as it was when I first stepped outside.  I could go downstairs now, turn off the trickling water and close the cabinet doors.  I choose to stay.

Warm in a shirpa throw, breathing in the new day, I suddenly feel as though time stopped.  I do not stop; with surges of emotion my heart keeps beating, my mind races – and then slows.  With the beginning of a New Year so close, the past and the present seeming to swirl together around me is revealing, not alarming.

From some recess I think of the apostle Paul.  Fettered in prison, fully aware that his life was about to end, he wrote, “…Forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead, I press on to reach the end of the race and receive the heavenly prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us.*”

Press on.

Notwithstanding New Year’s reflections, except for ascertaining exactly where we are, and determining where to go next, stop looking back, looking forward is best.  Sure, events of the last few years affected my family and me profoundly.  We took some hard hits.  And we rolled to our feet.  We press on.

Today my stories remain obscure.  Though it is doing better than I expected, my blog is still somewhat nondescript.  Yet, from the distance, friends and loved ones steadily cheer me onward, to continue writing, posting and keep going forward.

I was born to write, and I played at it for decades.  Today I actually sense my purpose deeply.  My days end in exhaustion, and yet I wake refreshed, renewed, and eager to continue.  Focused on my goal, bless Jesus, I choose to fly.

 

real Pegasus

 

Happy New Year, all y’alls!

Carry On,

by Kansas

*Philippians 3:13,14, Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright© 1996, 2004, 2007, 2013 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

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Voithos 2.1.1

Journal entry 2022Feb01

gorge Jeff SheldonJanuary in Southeastern Washington is mild compared to the last month I spent with the kids in Chicago. Now settled back into the apartment at the ranch from my two month visit, I’m comfortable and happy.

boyd sans cape

Moving home to the Ranch, so close to my crazy kid brother could have been worse, but it was the best move I ever made. However rough he’s always been a gem.

To be living my dream is marvelous. Royalties from my app already provided enough residual income for all those travel pieces. Aside from my blog, releasing rights as featured spots on my friend’s newspaper blog was a good call. I’m so glad I networked the project out to young Techies that keep my work on the cutting edge of the market place.

telex-vulcanhammmer-infotypewriter-pixabayAnd to think I actually salvaged so many of my old manuscripts. Those ones I keyed from a an old, rented typewriter onto discarded telex paper rolls (so I didn’t have to feed paper sheets). Did I really get through them all only five years after I moved back to the Ranch?

I shake off the chill and voice, “Voithos, coffee please.” In moments I could breathe in the aroma of a fresh mug of brew. “In a few more weeks I’ll enjoy opening the new electronic wall to bring in the fragrance and color of the landscape – and let the dogs in when I call them.” Not realizing I’d been speaking my rambling thoughts, Voithos, in his rich brogue responds, “Acknowledged.”

Heh, heh, I think. The folding, patio doors I installed, replacing the original garage door is now considered old school. I sigh. Dated or not, I love them.

Was it only five years after that first WordPress Blogging U course (fine, the second), I became a paid Technical Adviser for the upcoming YouTube enterprise? And collaborating with Two Are Better than One was a blessing.

I gaze over my office area, past the wood burning stove (the only heat source when I moved here). I installed a solar powered HVAC and water heating systems. Then I remembered the many rejections I printed and papered on my work area wall. I framed the last one, that sits on my old desk. “Lest we forget…” I startled, not intending to say it aloud, Voithos responds, “Acknowledged.”

img_1869 img_1862And to think, I did all of that while working a ranch, daily horseback riding – for leisure, traveling, hanging out with friends, cruising all over the globe with the gang and my offspring who now fly in from all over.

Thankfully my sons and daughters-in-law served more than their fair share in the military and public service so their grand kids aren’t subject to TDY assignments or the terrorist threats we all endured.

I reflect upon the happy years that followed, blogging about my stays around the globe. I met up with Lisa and her gang, Jacqueline, Mitch, J.Gi, Diane, David, Michelle, MescaAmir, Christi, and so many other great friends in the blogging community (what parties those were)! Traveling has certainly been more peaceful since Iran, North Korea, South Korea, Japan and Russia all made nice and the U.S. got out of their business!

How often I once dreamed of this life, and now it’s hard to remember the long, hard nights working. But I recall when the results finally took off. And now, with the wonderful people I’ve met in along the way, it’s hard to believe I ever felt lonely for someone, anyone to remind me life is worth living. God forbid I ever forget.

I must have dozed. What was I thinking? No matter, I’m breathing. “Voithos, start a new chapter, date 2023 November 22, draft title JFK-CSL. ‘With the years of memories I’ve collected, and some considerable loss… [I pause to rethink]’ ”

Voithos softly interrupts, “Roo, Roan is calling. Do you wish to answer or shall I intercept?” I sigh happily, saying, “Voithos, answer now. Hello, this is Roo.” [Momentary silence]… “Voithos, Increase outgoing volume. Hello, this is Roo.” like Roan doesn’t already see me in her holographic monitor. She looks too thin… “Hey…” Roan says with that confused tone I know so well. I wonder, who forgot what. I respond with our usual reply, “Hay hell, you’re old enough for oats.”

Suddenly I realize we had talked about letting the Jeep drive us to the Gorge – today – and her plane from Galveston departs in minutes.

I think, this must be what heaven will be like.

My foot rolling onto the cold, concrete floor shocks me into reality – I actually had been dreaming – a wonderful dream.

Wait, “Is that a trumpet I hear…**”

 

**“I declare to you, brothers and sisters, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed – in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.” 1 Corinthians 15:50-52 (NIV)

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2014 March 18

EVA Lambert
2001 Space Odyssey Way
Temporal, TX 70000
USA, Earth

18 March 2014

Dear Roo,

You know who I am and that I must take over now. This will be easier for you and everyone else if you simply let me do it. No matter what, I’ve got this.

Forget about your plans for the coming years. That has all changed. An amazing, and seemingly impossible journey began a few hours ago. Go with it.

Don’t even start to try; you can not fix this. You have only practiced this your whole life. You will do well because surviving is what you do.

Regardless of what your heart tells you, the rest of your family needs your strength, your kindness and your patience – more than ever before. You might screw up here and there, but no matter how hard it gets, regardless of how they fight, or how they behave, they are grieving too. Let them.

Remember you are not God. We are actually really good at what We do. Do your best to simply let Us.

One last note: Seagh is very well and good with us now and forever.

You’ll see us soon enough. Meanwhile, work on trusting us more and more.
Love Always,

Jesus

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Present, Future and Past

I agree for the most part. As with most of life, it’s all about our next choice. I recently heard James Reeves say, “If you haven’t dealt with your past, then it isn’t your past, it’s your present and your future.” Sometimes we get stuck in the past because we left a stone unturned. Sometimes we can kick stones out of our way. And sometimes we simply walk on. We choose what we do next.

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Then, Now and Forward

“You are like that illuminating light. Let your light shine everywhere you go, that you may illumine creation, so men and women everywhere may see your good actions, may see creation at its fullest, may see your devotion to Me…” The Voice (c)*

homeward bound

 

One of my fore fathers amassed a fortune to pass on to our family, so his next generations thrived in the upper socioeconomic class. Late in his career however, his partner somehow robbed him of their business. All that was left to him were his personal assets.

For whatever reason, two generations later I grew up in very meager means. Indifferent to the class-consciousness of my previous generations, I am thankful my humble beginnings made me not only stronger than I had any right to be, but a considerable fighter.

I’m thankful to have raised my sons well in a comfortable life, despite many unexpected circumstances. As they began to set out on their own, I realized I was tired. At thirty-four years of age I was tired of fighting, pushing myself to excel at everything, always watching my back and despite my huge family, feeling entirely alone.

I am fortunate that at thirty-four I survived a heart attack that brought me to a complete stop. As I healed, I realized I had believed I must do it all, all by myself. Evidently, if I wanted to finish strong much later on I had to change.

At that point my life began a complete transformation. I recognized the anger I inherited and I stopped fighting. I began to recognize the Source of not only amazing strength but a mind that took me where neither reason, any formal education nor my history could have. From there I stopped surviving and I began living.

Although I argued the concept when I first heard it, all along the way one particular quote challenged me, inspired me, encouraged me and guided me. Soon my entire being gave way to faith in the One that is higher than I.

I have come full circle now; I’ve lived fully. My genetic statistics would have me taper off and hunker down for a peaceful end. While my sights are set on heaven and home, I am determined to take as many souls there with me as possible. Hopefully, they don’t all put up the fight I did, but even if some do I’m still all in. Now I live to shine.

 

*The Voice; Matthew 5: 16. The Voice Bible Copyright © 2012 Thomas Nelson, Inc. The Voice™ translation © 2012 Ecclesia Bible Society. All rights reserved. Courtesy, Bible Gateway https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+5&version=VOICE

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