Everyone calls me a writer
Especially my husband
But I haven’t felt “inspired”
In, only God knows when…

My fiction novel is in the bedroom
My scissors are in there too
I can’t read, write or quilt
What am I to do?

I pick a book off the shelf
Daily Guideposts 1980
Open the book to day’s date
My faithful God whispers to me

Times are hard and yes, money   is tight
But God is still God
On the darkest of nights
He’s always been there
The bad times of the past
Reassuring me with His love
“This too shall pass”

How about that, I’m still a writer!



-- Tammy Hornbeck