As I edit and edit and then edit my book, I wonder about those
that have come before me in writing and publishing their books.
This last month, I've been reading books for a contest. Published
books mind you and I have found all but 2 to be lacking. I'm reading one now
that I still have hope for. And then I have to pick up reading one that is
frankly a detestable chore. 6 books in all.
I will have accomplished my goal of reading 6 books in 6 weeks
from all different genres. But I have lost, too. I had wanted to find really
good books to read.
Because today is a dreary day, snow on the ground and a cold wind
blowing.
I have picked up a pile of pictures of days gone by. People I
don't know or have only seen in their later days—pictures that were given to me
by my mom's cousin.
Pictures of couples, babies, toddlers, children and homes. They
belong to a different time. But they call to me. Someone prayed for them.
Someone wanted the best for them. Someone loved them dearly. I may not have
ever met them. But as part of the human race, I do know them.
For the sake of my family
and friends, I will say, “Peace be within you.” For the sake of the house of
the Lord our God, I will seek your prosperity.
Psalm 122:8-9
