She Will Not Be Quiet: A (mostly unedited) daily writing practice
Day 18, Jill's Evening Write, excerpt:
There's so much that bombards the senses here. I am surrounded by so many disparities. Help me, God, to be brave and help where I can. Do what's mine to do. May I know deeply what is mine to do. And what is not.
“May I know deeply what is mine to do.” I am echoing this plea, Jill. Thank you.
I sighed aloud after this piece. Yes, permission to be right where I am. Thank you.
Jill, thank YOU. Each time I see you here, my day is made. :)
Awww!!!
Day 18, Jill's Evening Write, excerpt:
There's so much that bombards the senses here. I am surrounded by so many disparities. Help me, God, to be brave and help where I can. Do what's mine to do. May I know deeply what is mine to do. And what is not.
“May I know deeply what is mine to do.” I am echoing this plea, Jill. Thank you.
I sighed aloud after this piece. Yes, permission to be right where I am. Thank you.
Jill, thank YOU. Each time I see you here, my day is made. :)
Awww!!!