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We all need to replace our negativity with extra positive energy.
Do you write a daily journal? This inspiring thought comes from my journal, and much of what is written in my journal comes from reading and commenting on other bloggers’ posts. Thanks to many of you for adding so much to my journal.
(Updated January 18)
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When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.
A mistake is only an error; it becomes a mistake when you fail to correct it.
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Successful people are always looking for opportunities to help others. Unsuccessful people are always asking, “What’s in it for me?”
All successful men and women are big dreamers. They imagine what their future could be, ideal in every respect, and then they work every day toward their distant vision, that goal or purpose.
Walking along an unknown, isolated trail
Hoping that this journey goes without fail
Watching skyward for some warm fun
Hiding behind clouds, escapes the sun
Hurrying along the narrow path against the windy cold
Seeking to not find too much adventure—yet be bold!
Traveling quickly, the brisk pace advances along
Thinking this morning hike, nothing can go wrong
Turning a corner, approaching a different place
Seeing a fork coming up and slowing the pace
Searching the mysterious routes of twin solitary trails
Feeling confidence slipping, suspense tips the scales
Deciding to journey down the unfamiliar path on the right
Adjusting the trip’s rhythm, accepting challenges in sight
Moving along another route, sometimes part of life
Aligning conflicting thoughts, without further strife
Finishing this satisfying walk, never feeling ready to fail
Realizing life’s unique treks, resemble being on this trail
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Each step you take reveals a new horizon. You have taken the first step today. Now, I challenge you to take another.
Write on a subject you love. Your profit center should also be your passion center.
Snowflake
Brilliant white
Each one unique
Inviting more to come
Blizzard
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Hungry
Stomach growls
Something to eat
Sweetness fashions a surprise
Doughnuts
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Man
And woman
Husband and wife
Sharing life’s cherished journey
Love
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An Elfchen is a form of German-inspired poetry. It is sometimes referred to as an Elevenie. In German, Elfchen means “wee eleven.” The poem is constructed with a total of eleven lines, distributed among five rows. If you need more information, search the Internet for more about the basics of writing in this poetry genre.
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An early winter blizzard covers the immense ranching country. The harshness of the storm threatens everyone’s safety, both people and cattle.
Phone lines are disconnected, with most on the ground. Electricity is off except where well-prepared ranchers turn on generators to provide for their needs. All roads into each ranch are drifted shut with the heavy, dense snow.
One rancher is overly concerned for the welfare of his family and his cattle herd. The family is warm and safe inside their home, and they have enough groceries to last for several more days.
However, the cattle stand in harm’s way. Their water supply and feeding schedule have been disrupted, and the rancher worries about the length of the storm and the consequences for his 300 plus head of Black Angus cows.
At suppertime on the third night of the storm, the atmosphere is tense. The rancher’s son sees the worry painted on his father’s face. This faithful, little soul of a five-year old reminds his father with words filled with hope, “Jesus will be with us.”
Overnight the storm begins to abate and move on. In the morning, crews begin to slowly and carefully clear the roads. In a matter of hours, they will reach the isolated ranch.
Using his powerful four-wheel tractor with its giant dozer blade, the rancher clears a path to where his precious cattle are nestled against the wall of a massive shelter. While he makes sure the water is running, and the cattle receive their hay with a helping of rolled oats, he smiles and remembers the faithful words of his young son, “Jesus will be with us.”
