“Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!”
Being still in the busy minutes of our days seems impossible; however, being still doesn’t mean to give up. Nor are we to give into our panic, frustration or doubt. Instead, let go of the weight which brings down your day and “let God” into your life. Find rest and give God the glory.
Soar the white dove, across slate grey sky freely it’s Master is calling.
P. Wolf
A Winter Place
There’s no place like it… stars twinkling in nightly sky, glistening powder like diamonds; quiet stretches in long moonlight shadows murmuring to and fro.
There’s no place like it… all sleepy, still and nearly nigh glistening powder like diamonds; trees nearly yawning with delight frigid, frosty, frozen deep below.
There’s no place like it… tree’s stiff, stately silhouettes high glistening powder like diamonds; breathtaking beauty’s restful sigh… winter’s fresh blanket of new snow.
P. Wolf
I Dance
I dance for joy, knowing love is more than one person, it exists for more than just a season; no need to look for an excuse or reason.
I dare dance for joy, finding pleasure around the bend, where more than Cupid’s arrow sends or lost and broken hearts are mend.
I dare dance for endless joy, seeing this world will one day fade; including every little thing we made, our riches and belongings we will trade.
I dare dance in endless joy today, for my soul will not settle in the grave because of the power of the cross saves from high in the holy heaves I’ll wave;
you see, the depths of the grave can’t touch the soul which is saved by Jesus the Christ of the cross!
P. Wolf
“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.” John 3:16-17
A team of authors I’m working with on a Scotland series: Our House on Heather Wynd.A team of authors from another series: Apron String’s Tea Tales.
Birds fluff feathers against raw wind which howls down white laden paths; across yards of stubbled corn fields though densely gathers pines groaning.
Deer huddle in small family packs warming earth with robust bodies under dollops of snow gathering above on lifeless, creaking branches.
Squirrels tunnel deeper in cozy dens wishing to rest the snowy day away in earthen home intricately designed around stacked and stored delicacies.
Children linger at closed doors breathing frosty designs on window waiting to pile into falling snows aroused with endless excitement… Of First Snow!
P. Wolf
This is a photo of a section of Turtle Creek which I walked to in between preparations of our Craft Making Weekend. It was mostly a relaxing stroll as cars whizzed by a little too fast.
“Turtle Creek is in the Lower Rock River Basin, flowing from Turtle Lake in Walworth County, Wisconsin to Rock River in South Beloit, IL. The Turtle Creek watershed’s 231 square miles are in eastern Walworth County (62%) and Rock County (38%).”
Turtle Creek is divided into three sections throughout its journey. This photo was taken near Delavan Wisconsin. In spring thousands of migratory birds stop along the Turtle Creek Wildlife Sanctuary. It’s a wonderful, but noisy experience.
“This 13-mile stretch of stream (plus Comus Lake) is buffered by more than 2,000 acres of adjacent wetlands in the nearby state-owned wildlife area.”
As each spring arrives, so do hungry birds. Their tradition is to stop at this fruitful wildlife buffet. I hope you make it a tradition to gather each Sunday with faithful believers of Jesus in churches teaching the Word of God. It’s food for the soul.
I’m so delighted in my grandkids. Their reading and stage appearance was outstanding at an Authors Event we had a few weeks ago at my local church. Proud Nana here 💕
One of the last Autumn trees I had the pleasure of viewing a few weeks ago in Wisconsin
STANDING
Standing alone amidst greenery, down country lane on last of Autumn aflame with passion.
We often stand alone amidst the tide, down dreary days; last of helpless hope flickers in the soul.
Gone are birds in greying skies; an emptiness in wood have taken flight alone once again.
We unable to fly into better days and brighter ways; have to consider our lonely plight.
The tree stands firm wind rushes by, rain pelts leaves; yet, it stands a sentinel on a hill.
Stand firm believer wind can stir, rain can cleanse; yet, stand firm be light upon a hill.
“You will not need to fight in this battle. Position yourselves, stand still and see the salvation of the Lord, who is with you, O Judah and Jerusalem!’ Do not fear or be dismayed; tomorrow go out against them, for the Lord is with you.” 2 Chronicles 20:17
(God’s promises to Judah and Jerusalem is true today for those who love Him. For whatever you go out against, look to God and be a light on that hill.)
My Next Book
… is at the editors now. It’ll go through the hands of four more readers before its publication date. I’m hoping it will be available late winter. This series will be for ages 10-14. It’s my first attempt at writing a mystery! I guess my readers will let me know if I did well.
Sandhills gather like Autumn leaves on woody branch a time of farewells…
Echoes their grand call, sad vibrations fill the air from wet, marshy pond.
Frost clings to morning October shakes its old head… thankful for a rest.
Until Spring, I say… to leaves, visiting birds and warmth wrapped in woolen coat.
P. Wolf
I’m looking forward to this event. Hope to see you there!
All Creatures Big & Small
I had the pleasure of having one of my grandsons go on my morning walk with me. I usually listen to an audio preacher, Pastor John is a favorite, but that morning my grandson and I walked and talked. Every once in a while he would stop to study something; an unusual stone alongside the shoulder of the road, a larger than life pine cone or a brightly colored leaf.
The conversation went on about his day and hopes for it. He manage my pup who walked between us. The dog adores him and lets out squeals of joy when he arrives.
Halfway through our walk he handed me the leash. I watched him wander a little ways off. He bent and tenderly gathered something in the palm of his hand. Then trotted to the shoulder of the road.
“What are you doing?” I questioned.
“Saving a wooly bear from being run over.”
I smiled at the small act of kindness. Remember in each day we have the opportunity to show kindness.
“Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.” I John 3:8
Tale of Seasons (For those who have seen at least 70 springs.)
I heard a red wing this morning, he sat at top frosty cattail. It reminded me of spring. Here in the Northwood the red wing is one of the first birds to visit my pond.
Chill nipped at my nose, frothy swirls of smoke rose into the morning air. Woodsy swirls, almost bitter from dried wood, warming homes.
A cardinal sat in sunshine next to a fluff of milkweed. White frost lined my road, atop brittle grasses. My heart yearned for spring.
The red wing told me it was, but the comical cardinal told me a different story. One in which half the trees are bare, others fall like rain on dry dark pavement… the end of our autumn.
The air is quite chilled, growing season passed, winter’s around the corner. My life, autumn passed, winter has arrived with few years left on earth. But the promised spring … will come once again to the next generation.
P. Wolf
“One generation shall praise Your works to another, And shall declare Your mighty acts.” Psalm 145:4
My next release coming up around Valentine’s Day. The manuscript will be off to my editor next week and then a round of four others to fine tune the story. Its journey has begun for kids ages 10-14!
An early Happy Thanksgiving to all!Favorite Photos of October
I caught an arrow in the air, it fell in haste from nowhere. For, sluggishly it sliced daylight I grasped its rod with my might.
A melody drifted in morning air, a lovely tune so simple and fair. My ears heard the simple song, the day would bring no wrong.
The years have come and went, the song lingers from when sent. It remains like a majestic oak, strong, and still forever unbroken.
P. Wolf
Unbroken
“For this is the love of God, that we keep His commandments. And His commandments are not burdensome, because everyone born of God overcomes the world. And this is the victory that has overcome the world: our faith.”
I John 5:3-4
I’m not alone
As prayers lift to heaven, my tears wash me clean. When unsure moments flutter like butterfly wings; I am reminded God carries each unsure thought… and every single tear. I am not alone!
“You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book?”
Psalm 56:8
(I had a health situation this summer, but God surrounded me with His comfort.)
Now available on Amazon for kids ages 6-10 or anyone who has ever loved a dog! The story is about a boy, a dog and King David.Fall BloomsMy first novel.
Jemi felt a chill. She shivered. It was as if a damp shadow encased her. Frostiness, unlike anything she had known, seized her small frame. Even the chilly mornings of Dor could not match this sensation. The coolness of the recent rain did not come close to this frigid feeling. For the first time ever, fear of the unfamiliar filled Jemi. The air loomed with unknown gloom and darkness dropped about her.
Jemi’s head throbbed with pain. Worry filled her mind stealing away any peace God had for her. Hadn’t she just been walking along the coast of Dor staring out at TheGreat Sea on her way to collect water? She had hurried to the new well. It had been raining, raining hard. The merchant’s ships had arrived. Rezin asked her to see his camels. What had happened? Where was Dor?
She tried to lift her body from the ground. Pain seemed to flow like blood through her veins. She whimpered. Then with a slight moan prayed, “Dear God, I suffer and need your strength. Please, Lord, fill me with peace as you did for my ancestor Job.”
Jemi’s Noble Quest (Whispers of Messiah): on Amazon
On December 8, 2021 my first book was published through Amazon. I enjoyed the self-publishing process so much that I have published 10 books since that time. They are all Christian based, most are fiction except for a book of poetry and some are for children while most are for adults. If you have a story to tell, create it and publish it.
My inspiration for the series “Teddy’s Tales”, book one is “Visit with a King”. Isn’t he cute?We dot have color yet, but it’s coming soon! This photo is from a few years ago,
They change before my eyes: translucent, transparent telling of coming changes chanting their farewells across the sky.
If trees could talk what would be said of their transformation? Would willows weep or birches balk as their leaves are wisp away?
Maples seem to chatter in wind; while oaks remain stately and only rumble, rattle, roar as autumn exits clinging to their crisp leaves till spring.
My life could be as those sturdy oaks torn by stormy winds on darken days, as seasons change by hand of God I choose to cling to Him until spring again!
“When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have set in place; What is man that You think of him, and a son of man that You are concerned about him? Yet You have made him a little lower than God, And You crown him with glory and majesty!” Psalm 8:3-5
DREAMY MOON
Full robust moon, dreams of traveling far; Orville and Wilbur knew as they took flight.
Brilliant round moon, that lights my nightly path, I have dizzy daydreams to take the plight of flight.
Light of nighttime moon, created on day four God set you in the sky before dreams of flight.
Shine full moon in the great expanse over all the earth as man dreams of flight.
For all the moons that hung in the sky; it is man who’s crowned with glory and majesty.
P. Wolf
“On December 17, 1903, at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, aviators Orville and Wilbur Wright achieved the world’s first motor-powered airplane flight. On that historic flight, the Wright brothers’ aircraft, the Wright Flyer, reached an altitude of just 8 feet and traveled a distance of 120 feet. Little did anyone know that just 66 years later, parts of that very same plane would travel much higher and much farther — all the way to the moon.”
Things are hopping in my household. Grandkids are about three times a week, garden maintenance daily, )mostly trying to get rid of daily rain) and baseball (a lot of baseball with 4 grandkids playing). But the biggest news is, I am close to releasing my new children’s series “Teddy’s Tales”. As you can see from the photo above, he’s quite the pup. Watch for the new release, coming soon on Amazon.
If you want to keep up with my daily inspirational writing or know about my books following me on Facebook: Patti Wolf Scribbling Spiritual Sand.
Now for Poetry
WISCONSIN RAIN
Drip, drip, drip down the roof Sprinkle, spray, slush over summer blooms Dribble, dabble raindrops mixed with dew Splashes, slides, seeps in saturated earth Drizzle, drizzle, drizzle down my roof
(We are officially 7 inches above normal in rainfall here in Wisconsin. When it rains it pours. Farm fields have become ponds. Root-rot fills potted plants. The grass seems to grow hours after cutting it. Yet, we’ve seen few misquotes. I think they have drowned.)
POEM 2
I cherish a summer stroll as darkness settles in. What do you enjoys on a cool summer evening?
Chaotic chatter sung with glee, echoes summer’s forest plea; rowdy, restless rooks just jeer.
Cardinal, Towhee, Robin three; chaotic crows it’s time to flee leave our dear woods clear.
I need no eye to see the gay festivity and jubilee; of a clutter, flutter so dear.
I love listening to birds when I first wake up. They are God’s sweet alarm clock in the morning. However, yesterday as I napped the bird’s chorus was wonderful. I miss them during Wisconsin’s winter months.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; And the firmament shows His handiwork.” Psalm 19:1
I enjoy an unexpected sky shot. As I took this photograph my focus was on my grandson and his fish. It wasn’t until after I was viewing yesterday’s photos I realized the power of those gathering clouds.
I recently read: “The heavens not only show God’s creation but actively declare His glory. The skies themselves speak to His craftsmanship, a daily, continual testimony of God’s power and splendor.”
Even in the sky, which is an umbrella over us, God’s sovereignty is seen. He who gathers the rain also collects our tears. From sunrise to sunset God is available to the searching soul. May the sky remind you that God is watching over all His Creation.
I have been a part of a service called BookFunnel for almost a year. However, I am for the first time joining one of their promotions. This is what it does:
“The Promotions board on the BookFunnel dashboard can help you find new readers! When you cross-promote with other authors in your genre, your book is exposed to new readers that are searching for books just like yours.”
“Each author in a promo is asked to share the promo with their own mailing list and/or social media platforms, which sends lots of reader eyeballs to the promo. Your readers can discover new books that are right up their alley, and your book is seen by all of the lovely readers sent by the other participating authors.”
As I work through this new endeavor, I am looking for your support. I have needed to learn SO many things since I started as an indie author four years ago. Sometimes everything blurs into a messy watercolor painting, but I’m ready! All I want to do is write, but that is not possible in an author’s indie world.
Monday I will be part of a children’s promo. My last children’s book “ Let Them Rise” will be part of a group of books available to readers. I took a sneak peek of the other books and some look very interesting.
If I do everything correctly, I will be promoting other kid themed books which could be added to your ebook devices. If you see fit, feel free to repost this, or that, information. I will be sharing on my public FB site, on my private FB Scribbling Spiritual Sand and my WordPress Blog http://www.wolfsrosebud. com.
Thank you for coming along on this new endeavor. Have a great Friday.
Summer Has Begun“Such a wonderful book! Highly recommend! Biblically based truth is ingeniously and talentedly interwoven into a story that even has a little romance!”
In dabbling darkness, bleakness becomes bliss a crescendo climbs a full moon’s shadow across the World. A full moon in lunar phase iridescent, illuminates beyond shades of twilight Earth. ‘tween the shining sun, marvelous moon, appears as a generous circular disk against inky orb.
Rules Around Water & Kids
This is near and dear to my heart. Please, if there is only one thing you read today review these water rules for your children’s sake.
Adult Supervision
Always swim with others.
Set water safety rules.
Swim in areas with lifeguards.
Always provide constant attention to children you are supervising in or near water. Stay within arm’s reach of young children and inexperienced swimmers.
Watch all children and teens swimming or playing in or near water, even if they know how to swim.
Designate a water watcher when you are in or around water. Never use alcohol or other drugs during water-related activities.
Remember to supervise young children around water when water play or swimming is not part of your plan.
Wear a Life Jacket
When on a boat, raft, stand-up paddle board or inner tube
When swimming in open water like a lake, river or the ocean
When playing in or near the water and on docks (for young children)
Learn to Swim
If you don’t know how to swim well, find someone to teach you. Learn to float and to tread water for at least 10 minutes.
Make sure your child learns to swim. Upgrade their swimming skills each year.
Check about lessons at your local pool or life-guarded beach.
Know the Weather and Water Conditions
Always enter shallow and unknown water feet first.
Watch for uneven surfaces, river currents, ocean undertow and changing weather.
Cold water can kill, even on hot summer days. Stay close to shore. Rest if you are cold or tired.
Obey all safety signs and warning flags.
Know What to Do in an Emergency
Learn first aid and CPR.
Bring a cell phone with you or know where to find the nearest phone.
Dial 911 in an emergency.
Learn safe ways of rescuing others without putting yourself in danger. Reach out to someone in trouble in the water while holding on to something stable. If you can’t reach them, throw them something that floats.
Reposted from Seattle Children’s Foundation
What does it mean to shine your light for Jesus?
“According to Matthew 5:16, Jesus tells his followers to “let your light shine before others” so that they may see their good deeds and glorify God in heaven. “Shine” means to give off or reflect light.” Jesus is our example and the perfect Light to follow. How can you glorify God today? Find just one way to shine your light today. The world can be a dark place.Evening Path I love to meander down gravel path, as I ponder and pray; calls chirping frogs, echo night songs while fancy fragrant blooms cluster, cling to evening’s way. Barron feeder, abandon birdbath, vanishing sun ray, bustling bullfrog bogs last of day prolongs; I wandering vagrant so silently sing farewell to day. Stars seem to hum, a silent, sublime display of Northern Lights fame is this the sky’s wrath? Brilliant colors stoke a tremendous thing which God made before sunlight’s ray. Morning has come; long night’s away as I walk the same gravel country path. No frogs do croak, a chorus of birds sing, aromatic blooms fade on this a new day.
Note: Photo courtesy of my neighbor taken over my property last Saturday. I was fast asleep.My next kids series, “Teddy’s Tales, A Visit With the King”. A story of a boy, a dog and King David coming out later this summer.One cookbook connects them all… Joann ~ Book Five in a string of heartfelt inspirational stories, featuring different women throughout the decades from 1920 to 2020.
Twenty-four-year-old Joann Kincaid’s life ambition is to one day run the family’s general store in Pecan Grove, Louisiana. It’s 1965 and the times may be a-changing, but Joann’s father is stubbornly hanging on to old-fashioned views about what he wants for his daughter. She’s just as determined to prove she’s a capable businesswoman.Some Favorite May Photos
