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September 2020
I know this isn't the month of August. I had been busy trying to survive. There are updating my YouTube channel, typing and keeping up with my Bible reading for more inspired ideas, and working a second job to prepare for payment of my next publishing. I still don't have a title that would catch the readers’ eyes. I just hope all this sacrifice of time and money isn't a waste. My non-fiction is still in its first draft because there is so much info out there that I know I can add. At the moment, I'm on my bed typing this away, which means to me that I've slept in: no coffee yet; no breakfast. September used to be so beautiful. The air is crisp and cool in the mornings. The schools are open. I saw pumpkin pies on display in the grocer. Signs of autumn are starting to show. The season of warmer sweaters, harvested fruits, and a cornucopia of root vegetables to bring in the Thanksgivings of the Fall. All this talk about winter preparation takes my heart back to the days of old. They were sweet memories with the people I loved dearly...and I missed them so much. I am aware of the importance of waiting, waiting for the return of my beloved Lord and Saviour. This opportunity does have its advantages but most people take it another way. That is when lives are being ruined by sin. To them, August is still present. I had already felt the winds have changed. Hand washing and mask on are always in my thoughts.
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