I’m afraid I don’t read nearly enough. I have five or so books bedside usually and I discipline myself to return the love when a blogger likes something I write.
Tammy at faithhopefoodlove a writer who has blessed me by thanking me for being calm and honest. She nominated me for this award called “lovely”.
Last week this time, I’d heard about a book and pushed myself through the Saturday things my mama left me, her legacy to see fit I do them.
Clean smelling house, floors and linens good and tubs and toilets scrubbed. This was our Saturday morning.
I honor her. My daughter does too.
Striving towards being done and hoping the library has longer hours than before when we’d go on Saturday, my children and I.
I made it in plenty of time, our library now a refuge for those needing to come in and sit, peruse or just be inside. The librarian smiled when I had no idea they’d updated the card catalog system and then took me over to show off the upgrade.
Together, we found the books, one fiction, one poetry, one non-fiction.
Later, I made my place on the couch, intentional in leaving my phone down the hall and I began to read the words of Anne Lamott. A skinny little book with only three chapters, her summation of prayer, “Help, Thanks, Wow”.
It wasn’t the book I’d gone in search of, I’d gone to find a book to help my writing, a book called “Bird by Bird”. It wasn’t there, so I considered the book on prayer.
I almost set it aside, decided to go no further. The roots of my “independent Baptist” raising clinging tightly, angry and resistant to opening. She likes to call God “her” and she is a storyteller of stories that include things not allowed in the church of my raising. She says out loud how hard it is to get our hands on the knowledge of God and words and thoughts that get heard and things then happen. Her words are lovely, honest and true.
I do not know much about prayer, but I have come to believe, over the last twenty-five years, that there’s something to be said about keeping prayer simple. Help. Thanks. Wow.
We can pray, “Am I too far gone, or can you help me out of my isolated self obsession?” We can say anything to God. It’s all prayer.
So, I almost rejected the value of this book for the sake of being shamed by old memories of who I wasn’t and who I could never be.
Man, those childhood things stick, don’t they?
Back to the ” lovely blog award”. I’m told I should say a few things about myself:
1. I’m often caught between hiding and shining my light, recognition is a tad bit complex for me, being noticed while staying humble seems a contradiction. My daughter said recently, “Just say Thank you, God and be happy.”
2. I love dark chocolate with almonds and coffee flavored gelato, peanut butter crunchy.
3. I miss my parents; but, rarely bring it up.
4. I treasure in ways no one on earth can measure, the gift of a daughter and son. I’m settled finally, loving well and good and happy to grow old with my husband and a “happy way of life”.
6. I now, as of yesterday have an Author page on Amazon. I’m a contributing author in a book called “I Heart Mom”. No books have I written. I am here, thus far.
7. I pray many times a day, some days and times in a way that might resemble ritual, others like Anne Lamott describes, “Wow and Thanks and please help me, Jesus.” I pray because I can recount specific times God answered. I believe, not because I have seen; but, because I know and notice what God has brought me to and through.
Because He sees me.
Here we go:
Living Our Days Biblical wisdom, grace and faith conveyed.
Relax cut to the chase truth and wisdom
Live & Learn because his posts are phenomenal, especially “Lightly, child lightly” and because I imagine him a big city success, still he regularly reads my words.
Ebs and Flows because from across the ocean he sends me waves of confidence.
faithhopelovefood because of her kindness and strength.
A Simple, Village Undertaker because he is a “prompter”.
Faith Adventures because she writes gently, faithfully.
Carolina Cisneros because she is brave.
Dawn Leopard because I know and consider her faith a model.
Each of these, a diverse group, I “follow” and return the favor of grace, enlightenment and word.
Quiet confidence, my ongoing prayer request. Keep me Lord, quietly confident.
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