Kris

Sometimes writing fiction is so much easier then writing truth. I would love to write that I am a statuesque brunette with green eyes who has explored the world and knows herself well. The brunette with green eyes is the only thing accurate there. Music and books affect my emotions, my grandchildren are more precious to me than just about anything, and I can't keep a clean house to save my life. Writing about myself instead of a fictional character is not my idea of a good time. That being said, fiction is just an exploration of the author's mind, so it is in many ways an extension of oneself. Sprirtually I find myself in an odd place. My Lord, Jesus Christ, and His Father--these I know and have communed with since childhood. There are so many beliefs out there, so many places where a child of this world will wander. I have learned that many want to achieve perfection and many travel along that path. Almost all acknowledge that perfection cannot be achieved without divine intervention. For many years I wanted to be perfect, in mind, in body, in spirit. It took time to realize two things: not in my power alone and my perfection was based solely on my viewpoint of what I thought God wanted. Don't get me wrong, sometimes God stops talking in a "small, still voice" and starts really making it known where He wants you to be. If you don't head there you will face utter ruin (emotional, spiritual, financial, physical or some combination of each). Ok, enough about me.