Does This Look Familiar?

Since the last time God's Galax had my attention was August, this page looks, to say the least, daunting. The truth of the matter is, it is a familiar experience for me to be the writer of things which when read later, I wonder whether or not that was the scribblings of myself or not. The writing is mine the style is mine. It's just that, if I really felt strongly enough about the subject to write something down and then leave it laying around for anyone, even myself to find, just how did I survive another day? Pop up off the couch and get on with life. Sure, we have all kinds of ways to gush out. I just reconnected with Twitter and The Blog, today. I am not in the most comfortable seating arrangement, I am sitting on a wooden bar stool, possibly stretching out my favorite pair of corduroy pants.

The real subject is survival. Let's keep going. We will make it, see you at the finish line, the sweetest thing will be seeing you and saying, you made it, me too.

Marveling that the Galax has color in it all year long. My walk in the woods, was nice. I began to ponder a question which my Google prowess has not given a satisfactory answer to. That is, does every bit of blood in our body at one time travel through a chamber of our heart? If so then I will go ahead and quote my scripture, A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. When it comes down to it, our heart really does have to be in the right place.

Taking time off from the day to day of Woody's, which began to feel like a party I planned for and never had an opportunity to recover from, was a great idea. We will open again in April.

Splendor Mountain is such a beautiful property, just waiting for these creative people, whom God created, to come up with their very own purposes for being here. You will. I know you are out there. I am not alone and my God created you.

Back to what is or is not familiar. Ponder this, since we all started at the same place and the finish will be the same for all, let's only call anyone who wants to keep us from knowing the truth, our enemy.