Tag Archives: Moving on

I’m Closing The Door For Good

You can’t go forward if the door behind you is still open. As I look out my front window, the sunflowers nod in the slight breeze and reflects the sunlight of the morning.

Sunflowers are the strongest flower. In spite of its shallow roots, they grow back every year. In fact, my sunflowers evolved. The seed I originally planted was for a mammoth sunflower, but over the years the plant has given a bounty of small flowers. It’s branches are always filled with hummingbirds and other wild birds. Like that sunflower, I am evolving, too, and a door is shutting.

This blog has run its course.

Over the past five years, your friendship and your patience have been a blessing to me. This blog has helped me work through some traumatic circumstances, to heal and forgive. I am not leaving the online community, but changing “homes.”

In 2013, I published, with the help of volunteer editors and writers, my online magazine, and in 2015, I will launch a new missionary organization. I will also still write, social network, and intend to focus on only three websites:


This will remain the same as my writing website and social network consulting business site.



This will also remain the same as my free online magazine. Occasionally, we may publish ebooks for sale.


My new missionary organization is now in its prelaunch stage. It will be fully functional on January 12, 2015.




If you have subscribed to this blog, my webmaster will transfer over all subscribers to Cataclysm Missions International (CMI). The website is still being worked on, so I have made it easy for you to register for the newsletter to be kept updated on the developments of the organization:

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Thank you for being a part of my life. I hope you will continue to take interest. Friend me on my personal page here. Or follow me on twitter. Or even youtube. I’m shutting the door to the past now. My story can still help others so this blog will remain up, and not deleted, but not active.

Please pray as I and my husband eagerly look to the future. My past doesn’t define me. God defines me.


If Only He Will Fly!

Raggiana Bird of Paradise, Paradisaea raggiana
Image via Wikipedia

A baby bird lays on the grass—dead.

I had read somewhere that mama birds push their babies out of the nest when it’s time for them to move on and sometimes one may fall. There’s no one to rescue them from cats or other predators. I tried to get that baby bird out of my mind, but this week it has reappeared. It has a human face that begins to age, lines deepening, hair graying, and skin growing loose.

The bird lays in the grass. He once flew catching the wind and gliding, a thing of beauty and promise in the blue sky. He could have been someone, done something, and instead he lays still unable to fly because his wings have been clipped. They have always been clipped. He thought he could fly, but he never flew far from the nest.

That face floats in my mind now and I pray for him. I pray fervently for this bird and I see how his life has impacted others. The blind follow the blind. Pity reflects off of the faces of others and one day he will realize too late that if he doesn’t change his ways and turn to God for guidance, he will lie in the grass an old man while his friends grow younger and younger.

This bird has a purpose still, if only he will fly!