Antique Ideas

This photo inspires me.

It speaks to so much.

I am reminded to seek the wisdom of my ancestors,

to look to the same

source of wisdom that they sought out.

I am inspired to continue on, despite frustrations and setbacks.

I am reminded of the light bulb’s creator.

Edison became famous for saying “I have not failed 10,000 times.

I have not failed once. I have succeeded in proving that those 10,000 ways will not work.

When I have eliminated the ways that will not work, I will find the way that will work.”

(This is taken from  Forbes.com)

I am encouraged

to persevere.

Even when I feel like I don’t know what to write about,

or what needs to be heard.

Although I may feel like I failed,

I will keep writing, and researching and working.

I don’t write for money, or accolades or fame.

I write to share what mistakes I’ve made, what lessons I’ve learned,

and where I have found beauty.

I write to share about the overwhelming Goodness that God has lavished on me

despite the ugliest and darkest of times.

Remember, the smallest flicker of light overcomes the darkest of

nights. -Gracie K. Harold

Antique Ideas

Antique Ideas

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Edge of the Frame

He simply wanted an escape. He needed the comforting sound of the rhythmic waves crashing onto the shore. He needed to run until his lungs screamed at him that he could take no more! He shoved a windbreaker into his open hand, and began to ball his fingers into a fist. His jaw was set with determination as he snatched his water bottle and filled it with impatience.

“Why?” he railed internally. “Why this? Why now?” He headed out the door, revved the engine and peeled out of his driveway, not even caring that his neighbor (President of the Condo Association), would likely have a misspelled email waiting for him when he returned.

After a few painfully slow moments, he lurched into a parking spot, pocketed his keys, gripped the water bottle and took off speed walking with an angry determination to his steps. He quickly crossed the asphalt, hit the sand, and began a resolute jog towards the empty expanse of beach where the crowds thinned.

20 minutes later, his run was complete.

He had no answers, no resolution, only his anger. Frustration oozed out of his very being.

“I want answers! I want to know why!” He silently rehearsed his words again and again in his mind, as he resolutely walked back towards where his car was parked. Everything else was a blur. Completely unaware of those around him, or the view, he stormed off through the sand.

He was surprised when his body conformed to the leather interior of his luxury car. He exhaled slowly, deliberately. He squirted another shot of water into his mouth and hit the steering wheel with the palm of his other hand.

“God! We needed this deal! How could it fall through? This is the worst possible time to lose a client…especially a big client like this! What do you want from me? I am doing everything I can here, don’t you see that? Well? Would you answer me?”

Slumping his shoulders dejectedly, his eyes roamed one last time over the landscape, as if the horizon would hold answers for him. He glanced at an elderly couple who were giggling as the held hands. He looked away, then did a double take. “Is that Max?” He asked himself out loud. “No, it can’t be…he’s out of the country for another month…”

The gentleman looked over. It was Max! He was walking over to the car. “Well, hello, Kade, what brings you out to brood on a night like this?” Max never pulled punches and it was one of the reasons that Kade respected him so much.

“Wow!” Max let out a low whistle after hearing the story of the failed client, the investors and the Board Meeting that loomed ahead like the Grim Reaper.

“You know, we’ve been doing some research lately into the exact same idea; but we haven’t had the resources or time to develop a proposal. In fact, we cut our trip to Europe short because things just weren’t working out the way that I had hoped. Why don’t you call me at the office tomorrow, Kade? I wonder if we can’t collaborate on this in a way that would benefit both of us, and keep the jobs right here in our town instead.”

Kade blinked a few times, regained his composure, and emphatically nodded as he shook hands with Max. “I will, Max! That’s a perfect solution! Thank you!”

“My pleasure!” Max smiled. He grasped his wife’s hand, began walking, then stopped to turn back. “Kade, remember, if you ask HIM, He’ll always have an answer. It may not be what you expect or even what you want, but He will have an answer!”

Kade sunk onto the hood of his car, shaking his head in amazement. This time, he took a deep breath, exhaled…and admired the view before him.