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We do have to be SO careful about what we let our brains ingest!

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I had to let go of all social media to cut out the noise. Hard to hear the still small voice in a cacophony. The call to write, I believe, comes embedded in our DNA. I started writing shortly after I learned to read. Over time I poured out my heart and imagination with pencil on notebook paper then stuffed my stories and poems in the bottom dresser drawer. I didn't title them or give a byline because that would have been presumptuous of me as though I thought I was an 'author'.

I never got over it. Decades passed and I found small outlets for my ramblings, that I have come to accept as me just writing to find out what I think. I've had columns, a blog and a couple of books, and now a substack, and even helped others get their words in bound books. But it doesn't matter to me, as it didn't when my words hid under my socks, whether anyone reads what I put out because I have come full circle - still just talking to myself. And trusting that if I said something worthwhile, God would direct someone to read it. I may or may not ever know and it's okay.

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This is my new favorite song these days -

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVqZJaiREVA

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Amen, sisters!

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