is to gain mastery over,
But I also want to vanquish,
to win the battles and the war.
The war against discontent,
against the heavy burden of keeping score,
against the lie that for life to be better,
I need to keep acquiring more.
For I desire a life of gratitude,
fragranced by grace and love,
to daily see the blessings
given by the Father above.
To look at each person
and see Imago Dei.
To appreciate the present moment
instead of letting it slip away,
as I worry about the future
and remain haunted
by what I cannot change.
I know these goals are lofty
and not easily achieved,
but the cost of inactivity makes
worthwhile every effort
to make them reality.
via Daily Prompt: Conquer
Prompt: When was the last time you wrote something substantive — a letter, a story, a journal entry, etc. — by hand? Could you ever imagine returning to a pre-keyboard era?
I cannot imagine returning fully to a pre-keyboard era when writing a story or a major project which usually requires multiple drafts; however, when it comes to letters and journal entries, pens are where I live. I enjoy the movement of my favorite pen across a page made beautiful by its clean, crisp lines. I acknowledge I would rather receive an email or text instead of no correspondence. Nothing, however, compares to receiving a hand written letter or a note in a card.
This truth was reinforced for me recently when I watched a TED talk by Lakshmi Pratury. Here is an excerpt of the transcript of her talk.
“And my father left me a legacy of his handwriting through letters and a notebook. In the last two years of his life, when he was sick, he filled a notebook with his thoughts about me… There are times when I want to trade all those years that I was too busy to sit with my dad and chat with him, and trade all those years for one hug. But too late. But that’s when I take out his letters and I read them, and the paper that touched his hand is in mine, and I feel connected to him.”
I identify with her experience because letters from my parents are one of my most beloved treasures. Yes, I cannot imagine returning fully to a pre-keyboard era when writing a story or a major project which usually requires multiple drafts; however, when it comes to letters and journal entries, pens are where I live.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Pens and Pencils.”
You could have had me with a line
But kept on talking
Now I am floating on your words
Out the door
Written in response to the daily prompt, “Brevity Pulls,” on the The Daily Post.