Posted in Poems Beginning with C, Poetry, Thoughts

Come Soon

I have shared this poem before, but somehow, as I see the strange twist and turns that this world it taking, and as I remember the loved ones who are now sleeping in their grave waiting for the Lord to return, my heart aches with a deeper desire than ever for that glorious day of victory. And my yearning heart cries out more than ever, Lord come soon and rescue us from sin!

Posted in activity books, Articles about Writing, My Books, Uncategorized

Would Your Dog Rather

While learning how to make puzzles and activity books I learned about an activity book called would you rather. It is a fun game where players are asked humorous or scary questions like would you rather eat a pound of raw spinach or go without dinner for a month or would you rather face a roaring lion or a pack of licking puppies?

Making a would you rather activity book sounded like fun. But I was not certain what type of questions to ask. That was until I had the idea making a would you rather from my dog’s perspective. So instead of asking would you rather, I made a books asking such important questions as would your dog rather eat celery or go hungry, have his teeth brushed or get a shot, eat raw fish or broccoli?

Here are a few sample pages of my new would your dog rather activity book.

If this sounds like a book you would enjoy, my new book is available on Amazon as a Kindle book for 2.99 or a pape back for 9.99. Here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/~/e/B092MSMW4Z

Barns and Noble.com as a paperback. Here is the link: Would Your Dog Rather Game Book for Kids and Dog Lovers of All Ages: A Collection of Silly Scenarios and Humorous Questions that the Whole Family Will Enjoy by K. B. Parilli, Paperback | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com)

Posted in fun mazes, Fun Puzzles

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s day to all the hard working and self-sacrificing mother’s out there. Thank you for all of your hard work and tender loving care. And a special thanks to my own Mother for her constant love and protection. You mean a lot to me and I hope that you have a very special Mother’s day.

In honor of Mother’s day, here are a couple of mazes that I hope you will enjoy.

If you enjoyed this maze and would like to be able to create your own mazes, here is the affiliate link to the site I used to make this puzzle.

Maze Crazyhttps://warriorplus.com/o2/a/fztdt/0

Disclaimer: this post contains a link to an affiliate site. If you should purchase the item using this link you will not pay any more and I will get a commission.

Posted in Faith, Poems Beginning with C, Poetry, Thoughts

Come Soon and Rescue Us From Sin

Today there is a deep heaviness upon my heart. I have spent a large portion of the day remember those I love who have been taken from me by the cold hand of death. As I think of those wonderful days so full of joy, my aching heart fills with a longing for that wonderful day when death will be a distant memory. And every fiber of my body screams, come dear Lord. Come soon and rescue us from the misery of death and sin!

Posted in Poems Beginning with O, Poetry, Religion, Thoughts

On that day we will all be one

As of late, circumstances in my personal life and the world around, have filled my mind with a deep longing for my heavenly home. My heart aches as I see how deeply divided we have become, and consider how different things might have been if only we would give our stubborn hearts to God. Under His gentle guiding, He would slowly peel away our selfish natures and transform us into His loving image.

Bit by bit, and day by day, we would come to look upon our neighbors not only as brothers and sisters in the Lord, but as cousins who share the same blood line first in Adam and Eve, and once more in the family of Noah. Filled with the love of God and guided by His command to love our neighbors/ family as we would ourselves, the hatred and distrust that seems to be taking hold of society would melt away. And this world would be transformed into a very amazing place.

But sadly our hearts are selfish and we recoil at the thought of leaving the wide and easy path to trod the narrow path of self-discipline. All to often we find it so easy to point the finger at the other party and say, its your fault. You are not trusting enough, you are filled with hate, you do not understand, you do not care, but we forget that deep down, our thoughts are not so different. So as wonderful as it would be to behold the walls of prejudice and hate fall down, because selfishness has taken control, the peace and brotherhood that I long for must wait until Jesus returns and forever brings an end to sin.

Here is a poem inspired by my longing for that wonderful day when hate and envy will forever be no more, and at last it can truly be said that we are one.

Posted in life, Poems Begining with M, Poetry, Thoughts, Uncategorized

My Legacy?

Hurray for the weekend! I am so glad that it is finally here.  It has been a hard week of pushing myself through the fatigue to spend a few minutes here and there trying to get something accomplished. At times it seemed to take every ounce of strength I had to accomplish the smallest task. And for what?

Though I put forth my best effort, nothing I did seemed to workout. After spending hours pushing myself to the limit, even though I know the results will be hours of intense pain, I find myself still standing in the same unenviable place of total dependence upon my parents for my food, clothing, shelter, and medical care.

Some weeks are not so bad. The effort required takes a little less toll, and by God’s grace I enjoy a minuscule reward. But on weeks like this the effort exerted and the total lack of results rise up before me, and I cannot help but feel like my life has been a failure. As I consider the hours of sweat and tears, the times I pushed myself out of a warm bed at 4 AM, went 12 plus hours without food, all in the hopes of becoming a productive member of society, all in the hopes of one day proudly being able to turn around and take care of my parents like they had me. And see that despite my faithful hours of study, and persevering effort, I have yet to take one step forward, I cannot help but wonder, what was the worth? What was the reason for my existence? If every effort in my life was going to result in failure, why is that God created me?

It is because of frustrating and rather depressing weeks where I spent ten hours sweltering, and seemed to end up taking five steps backward, that this poem was written. As I looked back at my life of constant trying, and wondered, if something happened to me, what would my legacy be? What will the world and those whom I love remember? Is it possible that even though to human eyes my life may appear to be nothing but loss and failure, that one day, when I stand before the judgement throne, that seeming loss will actually be shown to be a success?

I hope that you enjoy this humble poem of contemplation. And that it causes you to examine your heart and life, to determine what your legacy will be. And to ask yourself if on the day of judgment your life will prove to be a success or failure.

Posted in fun mazes, Fun Puzzles, Uncategorized

Today’s Maze: Happy is Hungry

Here is a quick maze staring my little dog Happy.

If you liked this maze and would like to make a maze like this on your own, I used Puzzle Publishers to create the maze and Canva to add the other elements such as the picture of Happy.

Here is the link to Puzzle Publishers if you would like to check it out.

https://puzzlepublishers.com/wp-login.php

If the idea of making Mandela images appeals to you here is a link to Mandela Crazy

https://warriorplus.com/o2/a/tsxgn/0

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Posted in Acrostic Poetry, Poems Begining with F, Poetry, Thoughts

Firemen Acrostics 2: A Poem of Thanks to Those Who Still Risk Their All Even in Times Like These

For the past few months, the world as we know it has spun into chaos. Our eyes, our ears, and our hearts have been overwhelmed by words of fear and scenes most terrifying to behold. From the threat of an invisible killer to the hungering flames consuming homes and business’s our senses have been overwhelmed with the realization that our world is in danger of spinning out of control and descending into a heart stopping chaos.

At times is feels as if every pillar of our society, and every thread of the fabric that holds our society together is being torn apart. From the familiar rhythm of society, the comfort of the daily routine, to our favorite corner shop, all has been pulled out from under us. Leaving behind a sense of confusion as we blindly seek to inch our way around this unfamiliar world where every landmark has been or is in the process of being removed.

No matter what side you stand on, these times have a power to impress the heart with its deepening sense of uncertainty and humble us with the realization of how fragile is the framework of the world we like to believe is iron strong. Overnight our society went from reaching new heights, robust and seemingly unbreakable, to shuttered and broken. In a matter of days we tumbled from a financial pinnacle to a financial dump. Truly it can be said of the last few weeks that men’s hearts are failing them for fear and love of mankind for their fellow man, is indeed in the process of growing cold.

During theses trying times, it is worth taking a moment to be grateful for one bright spot. And that is that even during this nightmarish times, there are those who are willingly to lay their all on the line. That there are those who are willing to face the ire of the mob, to endure the scorn of the crowd, who are willing to endure threats, insults, and and to be pelted by rock and bricks, knowing that their very life is on the line.

Why? Just to save the lifeless bones of an ancient building or to keep a pile of bauble from becoming useless ruble? No, but to save that which is most important, the lives of their fellow man. To these heroes, who race towards the devouring flame, I dedicate these humble words of thanks.