Monday, October 5, 2015

Light Within Cobblestones Is Almost Ready and a Story About Boots

    The Journey to Light Within Cobblestones

We are so close to seeing Light Within Cobblestones come to fruition. It has been years of lessons, life and stumbling blocks. I have learned who the devil is as well as finding Christ in everything I now do.

     Diamonds In The Dirt the second in the Walk With The Lord Series is coming faster for some reason. Most likely it is because the lessons have sunk in rather well and I now know how to write a book.

     Book writing is completely different than blogging. For one thing, I don't use an editor when I blog and sometimes this translates into less than perfect grammar. I leave it alone because I am not perfect when it comes to English grammar. In fact I'm not perfect and old enough to realize, not being perfect is perfectly all right.

     The purpose of blogging it to get a short quick message out and entertain or educate in short spurts. It is also a good medium for advertising if you understand the type of advertising is best used on a blog forum. Relationship advertising is where you gain followers that like what you say. It is simply a vehicle for letting people who like what you write stick around and peek in for a quick virtual listen.

     In Light Within Cobblestones, I have used symbolic commentary combined with pretty pictures which tell a story through a garden vernacular. But the book is serious. Certainly it is frosted over with a lot of pretty but you will need to sit quietly and focus on the intricate style I have used to write the book.

     However, I don't lay claim to the messages within. The book is inspired by God, the words are His. He just made me, trained me, and then said, "I have given you the skills now do this for me. This is your purpose Cecile and it is time to get on with the job I have given to you."

     So, when it comes out, please consider both reading Light Within Cobblestones, as well as posting a review. I believe wholeheartedly in what God asked me to write. I think you will find it is all wrapped up in a pretty package, for this is how God is using the gifts he gave me,  but the message is straight from God.

When Diamond's In The Dirt comes out, you will find it filled with a bit more homespun, for it is the end journey to getting Light Within Cobblestones finished as well as changing our lives in the process to what God intended us to have in the first place. Diamonds In The Dirt is written in a slightly different style.

Anyway, there is a bit of advertising for you.

God Bless,

Cecile


~~~~~~~~~~Life In The Woods #031 City Boots~~~~~~~~~~

Sidewise I eyed the window that held the boots I had been coveting for several weeks. Every time I came to town I drove over to the storefront to walk by the window. Outside of my budget still I wanted them. They really were not something useful in my life they were merely foot candy.  In my mind I kept making up reasons why I should have them no matter what. They were a fine black Italian leather, not split leather like the boots I normally could afford. The boots had high heels and zippers in the back with tassels, they were my idea of perfection in a boot. I wanted them, unreasonably so. I went in one day and found out how much they were. The boots were almost three hundred dollars! I tried them on. Talk about vanity shaped like feet. I walked out of the store knowing I would never own them at that price. Still, I kept working out in my head ways I might buy them, maybe an eighty percent off sale?!? The weeks went by and still there they sat in the stores window front. Calling to me the desire for those boots was palatable. But, I live out in the woods. I’m rarely if ever in town and the need for fashion boots is one hundred percent unnecessary.

One day I passed by and sure enough, they had become a part of an end of season sale. I was surprised they had not sold. I diverted from my path and went in to see how much. You could have knocked me over, not only, only, only were they seventy five percent off, because they had a tiny flaw, they were an additional fifty percent off that price because of a succession of price reductions. I could not contain my excitement. That made them forty two dollars just barely within my budget. I was panting with exhilaration as I grabbed them and jogged to the cashier in my haste to make them mine and get them out of the store. Just in case I missed owning them at that very moment I already had my debit card in hand. Naturally, I also spent the full amount for the real leather conditioner and water proofing wax as well as the powder to keep them fully cared for. Which worked out to an additional thirty eight dollars. I was way over my budget but I did not care, I owned those boots, I had gotten such a deal!

I brought them home and showed my husband, all he said was where are you going to wear them? They are useless out here in the woods with those heels. But he smiled and I knew he understood.

I got them home and waxed and powdered the boots. I was delighted with their smell and how they felt. The wax box instructions said wait twenty four hours before wearing. Disappointed I waited that twenty four hours before I finally put them on. Oddly enough, they did not feel all that protected and supple the next day. I figured, being in the window so long they had dried out a bit. I wore them though and was happy. I kept looking at my feet and legs encased in those wonderful boots. I realized right away I could only wear them once in a while when I went to town. Our property is quite rustic, and the boots were frivolous.  

I took them off that night and waxed them and put them away. It was a few days before I wore them again, but the leather was dry and scratchy looking. I called the store, the cashier was doubtful. I took them in and showed them to her, she said “wax them again once the pores fill they will be fine.” So I took them home, a little disappointed but not really upset I had gotten them on sale.  

I waxed them and wore them several times, each time I looked at the boots it seemed they were getting a bit more worn and scratched and beat up looking. I began to feel the boots were not a deal even at the price I paid for them. I could not return them for they had been on sale but I was not exactly happy with my fine leather boots. I wore them though mostly indoors in the house. A few weeks went by and soon the boots looked rather nasty.

I woke up one morning admonishing myself for wasting my money on those boots.
As I lay there I could hear my cat making funny noises. She had a habit of licking plastic bags and I figured I had left one out where she could get to it and she was having herself a lick-a-thon. I got up and could not find her or the bag. I went hunting for her.  I found her in the closet licking away at the boots and I clutched at my stomach to try to keep the laughter at bay. I did not want my husband to hear me. It dawned on me, every time I waxed those boots she would make her way to them and lick the wax off until her raspy tongue had left marks on the leather. There was something in the wax that attracted her. Just like whatever was on the plastic bags. She had been going to town licking, sucking and delicately chewing on those boots for weeks. The boots were getting worn out from all the attention.

My husband came in from cutting wood and asked “why were you laughing so hard? I could hear you from outside.” I shared what was going on with the cat. My husband’s face screwed up and his eyes began to glitter, his lips were sucked in, he whipped around and headed out the door. God bless him my husband did his best not to laugh his head off until he got outside where he thought I could not hear him. I peeked out the window, he was holding himself up on the corner of the house as he enjoyed the imagery of the cat’s behavior and ultimately my loss of perfection on those silly city boots.

The moral of the story is if you are going to purchase something that does not suite your lifestyle and you do so with vain ideas, then you are going to get payback pretty quick. I no longer wear the boots, but my cat sleeps with them and still licks at them every day.

God Bless your day.

Matthew 6:19-21

19 “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal," 

20 "but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

Cecile




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