Sunday I will be heading home from a long vacation. I don’t know where to start with “re-starting.” Should I continue writing my book? Market my previous books? Work on improving my website? Upping my social media game. What do you think? I’m asking God to help me prioritize.

I'm delighted to share that I received A SPECIAL FEATURED ARTIST of DISTINCTION AWARD and several smaller features for my piece, 'Pink and Orange Sunset' on Fine Art America. It's a nice honor to be recognized for artwork that captures a sense of hope, healing, optimism and serenity. This hand-painted digital piece was created using Adobe Photoshop and features an oversized whimsical moon set in a gently swirling pink and orange sky at dusk. Hovering above a quiet, serene landscape of silhouetted trees and a church glowing with warm light, it symbolizes spiritual enlightenment, renewal, and rebirth. The moon reflects the light of the sun, much like humanity is thought to reflect the Glory of God, illuminating the night by providing a beacon of Light in darkness and protection in times of uncertainty.

Today in church I had these thoughts: One of the people closest to Jesus at the cross wasn’t a priest, a disciple, or a good man. He was a criminal. Publicly condemned. Guilty. Dying for what he’d done. This wasn’t someone who’d “mostly lived well”. He was at the bottom — exposed, ashamed, written off. He knew it too. He doesn’t defend himself. He doesn’t blame his upbringing. He doesn’t argue his case. He simply turns to Jesus and says: “Remember me.” In other words: “I don’t deserve mercy… but if there’s even the smallest chance, I’m asking.” And Jesus replies: “Today you will be with me.” That should stop us in our tracks. Jesus didn’t save him because he was good. He didn’t save him because he had potential. He saved him because he told the truth. The criminal didn’t climb his way up. He was saved at the very bottom. So if you’ve ever felt: you’ve gone too far you’ve ruined too much you’re beyond help or it’s too late for you The cross says otherwise. Grace is not fragile. Mercy is not reluctant. And Jesus does not wait for sinners to improve before He welcomes them. Sometimes faith sounds like this: “Lord… remember me.” And Jesus is more willing to save than we are to ask.

So I’m new here and I write poetry and would like to know where I can start blogging or publishing my Christian poetry? Or my autobiography?

The atheist actually needs more miracles than I do! First, there’s the big miracle:👉 Something coming from nothing.A universe appearing out of thin air via a Big Bang—no cause, no mind, no intention. Then comes the second miracle:👉 Life emerging from non-living chemicals to intelligence. No direction. Just matter somehow waking up and organising itself. After that?Thousands upon thousands of “mini-miracles” driven by blind chance and “survival of the fittest” (whatever that actually means): • An immune system • A circulatory system • Hearing• Sight• Consciousness • And let’s not even start on the human brain… the very thing that conceived AI. All of this—without purpose, without design, without intention. As a Christian, I believe in one miracle:👉 In the beginning, God. From there, everything else makes sense. Faith isn’t the absence of reason. Sometimes, it’s the only explanation that actually fits.