A little inspiration anyone....

So, just as I was hoping stepson's football practice flooded my mind with memories. Not of playing football mind you, but of great Fall moments spent with friends.

The weather was wonderful last night, although, it could have been better had there been a nice campfire and roasted marshmallows. But, the brisk air and my very cold nose brought to mind some great college memories of the Belmont University Harvest Party.

The Harvest Party was always something that my friends and I looked forward to each year. We always knew that we would pass the entrance to the farm at least once, eventhough we had gone to the same place every year. I can take myself back to that place right now, the swing by the lake, the pumpkin carving, the taste of hot chocolate, the smell of the hay surrounding the bonfire and most of all the sounds of everyone gathered around the fire singing to God. It's hard to remember sometimes what it feels like to be that carefree and that happy. Every care in the world disappeared and the night belonged to great friends and God. I would love to go back and have one more Harvest Party with my dear friends who are now married, have families and are scattered across the country.

Growing up there was always a rush to grow up faster, little did we realize just how much responsibility would come with each passing year. If only I knew then, I would've have cherished each moment even more than I did. I would have put on paper every great moment I had.....I never thought I'd have such a difficult time trying to recount those times.

I like to believe that when I get to Heaven, God will have all these great snapshots from times spent with friends honoring Him. I miss that simple and consistently faithful life.

"Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing yet had been done."
C.S. Lewis

Trying this....

I've spent the week discovering blogs owned by some of my very favorite people and have been inspired to start my own. I promise to do my best to be a faithful and frequent writer, although, be warned, my best may not always live up to expectation. Sometimes life just gets so busy and the first thing that will be neglected now will be this blog.

I've been trying to think of great things from my childhood that I can write a grand story about, but sadly, nothing has come to mind. I've never been much of a 'vivid' writer, but maybe I'll learn now that I'll be writing more often.

It's difficult to be really motivated to write something creative in the middle of the day at work (and probably also really wrong to be on here), so I'll try again tonight. Maybe my creativity will be provoked during my stepson's football practice, or possibly when I'm watching Alias this evening.

Until then, I'm off to get a nice caffeinated cup of coffee.