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Early in the Morning (Celtic Prayer)

Early in the morning

I wait on you, O Lord; 

Day by day I toil for you, O Lord; 

At the bright noon-day

I recollect you, O Lord; 

In talk and recreation

I enjoy you, O Lord;

In study and in prayer

I learn of you, O Lord; 

At nightfall and in sleep

I rest in you, O Lord.

Poem taken from 40 Prayers from Celtic Christianity

Let nothing disturb you

IWSG: When my writing life is dismal, what do I do to keep on writing?

The optional question this month: When your writing life is a bit cloudy or filled with rain, what do you do to dig down and keep on writing?

For me, the only way to get OUT of a writing funk is to figure out a way to get back IN to my writing, and to write. 

Generally, the clouds and the rain rain are about those endless distractions, enormous and tiny, that keep me from writing. However, it's not always the tangible, external goings-on that cause the funk. 

Sometimes it's my inner judgments about the market, my age, my chances of ever having a book published, that stop me cold. It's my cynicism that needs to be dealt with. 

And there is the WIP itself. Sometimes the WIP isn't working and I feel too stupid to be a writer. 

Ultimately, however, it's sitting at my computer and writing that blows the storm clouds away. Writing can always be fixed. It may not feel good to sit down and work it out. It may feel hopeless, and make me sick to my stomach. It may feel like pins and needles are stabbing me, and I can't sit and work at it for long. 

Eventually, as I sink into the words and I examine the scenes, I discover that yes, everything really can be fixed. Unlike the real, external storms of life that can often only be managed or coped with, we are the Gods of our word creations. We are in control of what ends up on the page and the stories we tell.  

Writing is my escape, my refuge, from the thunderstorms of the external world ... those things that I want to be different, but have no power to change. 

If I can but get away from the storms long enough, I am often healed, at least for a while, by the sweet balm of writing. 

The awesome co-hosts for the April 4 posting of the IWSG are Olga Godim, Chemist Ken, Renee Scattergood, and Tamara Narayan!

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Sunday Inspiration: Happy Easter!

Easter

Bless this day

When light returns, 

Love astounds, Life prevails.

Bless the grieving, 

The lonely, 

The hungry. 

Hope is reborn.

Bless the young ones

And the old.

Bless the enemies

And those despised.

Bless this wrold,

Gripped by violence. 

Peace returns. 

God makes a way

Where there was no way. 

Christ has risen. 

Allelulia

--Beth Richardson, Christ Beside Me, Christ Within Me