3.The writer must avoid the two essential faults of creative writinga€”those that touch its essence and those that are accidental. 4.The plot should have a beginning, middle, and end, and thus resemble a living organism in all its unity. 5.The beginning and end of the story must be capable of being brought within a single view or theme. 6.Plot should be arranged on the complex plan, one in which change of fortune takes place through reversal of situation, recognition, or both and includes scenes of suffering. 8.Plot can consist of either a single thread or double thread in which an opposite ending occurs for the good and bad characters. 10.Plot should imitate actions that incite pity and feara€”pity as aroused by unmerited misfortune, and fear by witnessing the misfortune of a character like ourselves. 11.This character must be someone who brings misfortune on himself or herself, not through vice or depravity, but by some error or frailty. 13.The writer must focus on the action in the story and the part taken by the characters, and not drift off in several lines of action carried on at the same time. 14.The writer should put the scene before his or her eyes, as if he or she is an actual eyewitness to an event happening while writing. Hero or heroine faces jeopardy that incites in reader emotions of sympathetic fear and anxiety as to the outcome of the situation. Plant the idea or action early, then develop readera€™s understanding by returning to idea or action later in story.
Description is the attempt to represent reality by using language to present as directly as possible the qualities of a person, place, object, or event. 1)The Eye of Insight sheds new light by examining inscape, viewing the interior, the shape within the shape of a thing. 2)The All-Accepting Eye examines things that we might rather not see, discards the labels, and searches for the beauty in a flaw, beginning discovery with the thing and not its label. 3)The Gliding Eye observes things in movement through time or space or both, picks up details of the passage, recording birth and decay of sensation at the center of a spinning mind. 4)The Childa€™s Eye observes a thing with the seriousness of a child at play, in a focused, highly concentrated way, without hurrya€”like watching an ant crawl across the ground or observing a dung beetle move a mass five times its size and weight.
5)The Dream Eye fragments reality and reshapes it, perhaps using symbols to penetrate below surface appearances.
The Naked Eye merges with the Imaginative Eye to create effective descriptiona€”The Big Picturea€”by making things from, not making things up. New idea built from comparison between two unlike things; tension between two actualities creates possibility, or new meaning. An Allusion measures a thing against a known cultural or memory tweak by referencing something the reader will know (Allegory, Conceit, direct or indirect reference to other texts (intertextuality), music, movies, etc. Respond to each othera€™s work with respect, depth and thoughtfulness, in a manner that is civil and constructive. Over the Top a€“ material is presented in such a way that reader has a hard time believing the story. Greenfield, Tennessee, a farm and factory town of twenty-two hundred in the statea€™s rural northwest corner, has never been more than a place between places, one in a long list of towns to be passed through along kudzu-choked U.S.
It was in fact the railroad, and not the nearby Mississippi River, which was the prime mover in the delta land where I grew up.
On September 2, 1979, two members of the Weakley County rescue squad found the raped and murdered body of eight year-old Cary Ann Medlin in one of the communitya€™s namesake green fields, not far from the Illinois Central tracks.
I remember hearing news of her murder and running to find my first grade yearbook, hoping to fix her school days photo in my mind so I wouldna€™t lose it.
It wasna€™t until twenty-one years later, long after Ia€™d left Tennessee, after Martin and Greenfield had became only places in my mind and that Lovera€™s Lane a Memory Lane that I began to consider the murdera€™s place in a childhood which I now see as violent in so many other ways. That first grade photo of Cary appeared over and over in the news in the months leading up to the Coe execution, along with another I found printed years before in the Nashville Tennessean and now reprinted as the newspaper re-capped the story: a shot of those rescue workers bent over the soybean plants, long-haired and t-shirted, hunting the girla€™s body. Bob Cowser, Jr.'s first book, Dream Season, was a New York Times Book Review a€?Editor's Choicea€? and a€?Paperback Rowa€? selection and was listed among the Chronicle of Higher Education's best-ever college sports books. Above our heads, a banner of the eartha€™s children: an African boy with corduroy hair, a fur-muffled Eskimo, a golden girl from Holland. Six years later my first stockings were seamed and I thought of Miss Ranney while I sat on the edge of the bathtub shaving the pale brown hairs.
Rebecca McClanahan has published nine books, most recently Deep Light: New and Selected Poems 1987-2007 and The Riddle Song and Other Rememberings, which won the 2005 Glasgow prize in nonfiction. There was a woman who died while I was in Daffiama; she was young and eight months pregnant. Jillian Schedneck taught Literature and Creative Writing at the American University in Dubai for the 2007-2008 academic year.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, with legs dangling and shoulders slumped, my six-year-old stares at the wall in a trance. She moves to the beat of her own drum, but once in the car, I settle into the morning routine. As the overburdened stretch of I-95 south of the Capitol extends before me, with cars packed in every lane as we creep toward our northbound destinations, I cannot stop the seething anger and indignation that boils within me. Our passage onto the base is slowed at the gate by the forklift placing barriers in front of the gate shack. I look at her, and though I answer a€?yes,a€? I realize that I was late because I forgot to leave. Being a mother is not just something I do; it is who I am, who I should have been, and who I always want to be. On the way to work, I listen to the news, but then I turn it off and just listen to the sound of my breathing.
During my first sixth months of recruiting duty, workdays lasted from 0700 to 2300 Monday thru Friday, and from 0800 to 1800 on Sunday. Making all those a€?numbersa€? was occasionally impossible, especially the a€?three appointments for the next day.a€? The recruiter had to contact the staff non-commissioned officer in charge and report his numbers before securing. Create Scene, driving home, reflecting on the hours spent on the road as a recruiter and the nastiness of the bars carried on Na€™s clothing into the cara€”describe car: At the end of that night, I went home exhausted, sweaty, and smelling like the smoke from the bars, an odor I despise. Create Scene: Pulling into the driveway at 0200 all I could think of was getting a shower and going to sleep. Deodorant soap replaced the smell of sweat and cigarette smoke from my body, but the taste in my mouth was getting worse. A recruiting SNCOIC doesna€™t want his recruiters getting caught with their integrity down but he is willing to risk it to make mission.
This is a separate story inside this storya€”N is avoiding the real story by ending with this: Anyway, rumor had it the old man had assaulted a recruiter in Georgia and the Colonel just moved him to a new duty-station, in Daytona Beach, Florida.
Like I said before, you have real talent, so dona€™t think badly of your writing when you see my comments. One of the most important things you can do, is to take this piece and determine what is summary and what is scene.
When you create your timeline, start with placing the major events in this piece on the line first. Being assigned to recruiting from my usual job as a criminal investigator was both good and bad. Getting back to those tasks based on statistics, stay with me now as I get through how the numbers worked out.
I talked to those people either on the telephone or in person, what we called daily activities.
When I returned to my desk from the bathroom, the old sergeant was heading out the door with his Bible. This was the guy I had to call every night and get approval to secure, to leave work and go home at night. After almost five hours of talking to people on the phone and going out and talking to people at malls, stores and various other public places, I felt done for the day. Dragging ass, I continued to approach people around 7-eleven stores and such, acting like I just happened to be stopping by on my way home from work. After ironing out the details and writing down his contact information, I finally left the musty tavern and drove home, exhausted and sweaty. The glowing numbers on the clock said it was a short night before I had to get back up and start another recruiting day.
Born and raised in a small town in the South, David Charles joined the US Marine Corps as a teenager during the Cold War period. Determine the point at which protagonist must make a decision in order to achieve goal (crisis). Coherent: Distilled image remains True to Life by reproducing the distinctive features of original. Consistent: Distilled image links the intended meaning from beginning to middle to end creating Unity of Meaning, as in an extended metaphor or exemplification.
Allusion requires an understood knowledge base between writer and reader and recognition of a Cultural Memory Tweak by the reader in most cases. Elusion is complex and mysterious and requires not just recognition, but discovery of what is absent. In depicting the motions of the a€?human hearta€™ the durability of the writing depends on the exactitude.
Submit line-edit suggestions, marginal comments, and an end comment (summary of your thoughts on the piece) addressed to the writer. Offer an end comment that notes what you believe the work to be about, how you see the work achieving this, and what opportunities you can see for further exploration in this work. My slightly larger hometown of Martin, ten miles north up Highway 45, took its name from tobacco plantation owner Colonel William Martin who donated land for the railroad bed. Cary had gone on a bike ride with her little brother twenty hours earlier, gotten into a strangera€™s Grand Torino and disappeared. Her stepfather worked in those days on the assembly line at the Goodyear tire plant in Union City, her mother as a nurse at a Jackson hospital, and before moving to Greenfield in the summer of a€?79 the family had lived for a time in Martin. As the state of Tennessee prepared to execute Coe for the Medlin murder (its first execution in forty years), I began to understand Bean Switch Road as a rutted track in memory which might run between me and many people I loved and respected, separating me from them. Both Medlin and Coe are as dead as they could bea€”Coe for almost five years at this writing, Cary Ann for nearly a quarter century. He is also the author of Scorekeeping, a collection of coming-of-age essays, and his essays and reviews have appeared widely in American literary magazines, including Missouri Review, Prairie Schooner, American Literary Review, Sycamore Review, Brevity, Sonora Review, Fourth Genre, and Creative Nonfiction. I checked the seams each morning as we stood facing the chalkboard, my hand across a place I called a pocket but she called your heart, and I pledged allegiance to a flag no bigger than my brother's diaper flapping on the line. I fingered my Brownie badge and renewed my oath to help other people at all times, especially those at home.
She has also authored four previous books of poetry and two books of writing instruction, including Word Painting: A Guide to Writing More Descriptively. I didna€™t go to the funeral, but those who did said you could see the baby circling around inside of her, like a hand moving under a sheet.
The first one fell with the Twin Towers, and as the clots of blood dripped into the toilet, I said goodbye almost thankfully, glad not to bring a child into such a world. Something is different, something has changed, and I search my body for signs that my baby is still therea€”check my breasts, my belly, the fluid in the toilet, and back again to the breasts, wondering if the life inside me has died.


Not just any brown, but the kind you make with paint or too many layers of crayon when youa€™re a little kid.
I would have gone to the funeral and made them cut the baby out while it was still alive, instead of after it had died. Her essay a€?Circling,a€? which first appeared in Brevity, will be anthologized in Online Writing: The Best of the First Ten Years (Snowvigate Press, 2009). As she rifled through the box of pencils, Alejandra must have also been watching my backside as I bent over Todda€™s desk, pondering the thin line of flower-print elastic that clings to my waistline. He has dutifully added the e, but his compositiona€”five sentences describing his homea€”is riddled with errors. Calculating the hours, I am certain the Virginia state legislature steals an hour and a half from me five days a week. Amandaa€™s before and after school care is local to our neighborhood, and my year old baby attends the day care on base. Calculating the hours, I am certain the Virginia state legislature steals an hour and a half from me every workday. We are working with the Marine Corps program manager to set the timeline and milestones for the new Department of Defense messaging software.
She joined the Marine Corps in 1990 and is currently a Master Sergeant servingA with III Marine Expeditionary Force, Okinawa Japan. Those activities included about 200 telephone calls and, getting back to this day at a little after 5 p.m. Having joined for law enforcement training, his first Marine job after a€?recruita€? and a€?studenta€? was as a military policeman.
Many had predicted that this corrupt city of pirates and cutthroats would one day suffer Goda€™s judgment. Ia€™m not saying God cannot speak through a coin, but coin tossing is something they do in football games. Normally, a group would take a clay jar with a narrow opening and put in a number of stones of one color and one odd stone of a different color. I also know someone who was praying about a big decision, and he wasna€™t sure whether or not he was to flip a coin to choose between the available options. He said, a€?If I wake up in the morning and therea€™s dew on the fleece but not on the ground, that will be a sign.a€? Well, that happened.
She said, a€?Lord, I have to know this is your will.a€? She prayed and agonized, needing reassurance that this was the right man.
He can, but the majority of your dreams are just gibberish that comes when your brain is defragmenting the things youa€™ve experienced through the day, kicking all sorts of bizarre things through your mind (Ecclesiastes 5:3).
He was a young farmer, and he wondered if he was supposed to spend his life doing this work.
If youa€™re going to base decisions on dreams and visions, make sure there is reinforcing evidence. This list comes from those whom I respect the most: the Holy Spirit speaking through the Bible, great Bible scholars and commentators, and friends and fellow pastors. The odds are not in your favor to simply guess about what youa€™re supposed to do as a career. John 7:17 says, a€?If anyone wills to do His will, he shall know concerning the doctrine, whether it is from God or whether I speak on My own authoritya€? (NKJV). Plus, surrender yourself to Jesus before expecting Him to lead you some place to work on His behalf.
I once heard about a simple man in the Congo who prayed, a€?Lord, you be the needle, Ia€™ll be the thread. When you are searching for Goda€™s will, you need to open the Bible even more than you normally would.
What if someone says, a€?In order to get an incredible career opportunity, I just need to work during two Sabbaths for one month until I get tenurea€??
When searching for Goda€™s will, find others who have good judgment and will be honest with you. God will often show you what He wants you to do through providential events that happen around you. God often guides us in His will by closing doors to some opportunities and opening doors to others. Ita€™s like an overweight man at the office who says, a€?Ia€™m going on a diet; Ia€™m giving up donuts!a€? But the next day, he shows up with a big box of them. In 2 Chronicles 20, when Israel was surrounded by her enemies, Jehoshaphat commanded the people to fast and pray. And when they had fasted and prayed, and laid their hands on them, they sent them away.a€? Ia€™m sure they applied other criteria, but notice that they knew the direction God wanted them to go as they fasted and listened. When you are seek-ing after Goda€™s will, make sure that the option you choose will glorify Him. Youa€™re better off waiting for Goda€™s will having the right job, the right spouse, or the right school than rushing ahead of the Lord and having the wrong job, the wrong spouse, or the wrong school.
They are so certain ita€™s the right thing to do that theya€™ll marry someone they dona€™t like and become a dentist even though teeth give them the willies.
Wea€™ve looked at a number of criteria from the Bible and common sense of how you can determine the will of God in any aspect of your life. We need to be consistently measuring that wea€™re in the middle of Goda€™s will based on the criteria listed in this book. Even though man is separated from God because of sin, He has given us a way to discover His willa€”and He has given us the power to do it.
Scatter descriptive details by breaking large clumps of information into smaller bits and sprinkle throughout the story. More than a century ago now a conductor on a southbound Illinois Central Gulf train offered the town its name, noting the fields of winter wheat still green late in the year. Engineer Casey Jones lived 50 miles south in Jackson, Tennessee at the time of his legendary 1903 wreck, his modest house there now a museum. By the time they found her tiny body atop a trampled swath of soybean plants just off Bean Switch Road, a notorious Lovera€™s Lane, the corpse had begun to turn in the late summer heat. I was as sad as a nine year-old boy could be about the business I suppose, but Cary had violated that cardinal rule of childhood about talking to strangers, and the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation had Robert Glen Coe in custody just three days later. I sensed with a kind of strange excitement how the photo was an emblem of my childhooda€”the unmistakable heat, those men, something awful hidden just out of sight. We sang of mountains and amber grain, our voices always a beat or two behind the warped '45 spinning on the phonograph beside the globe on Miss Ranney's desk.
Later that year, I was in Home Ec tracing my face shape with soap onto a mirror when the intercom crackled the news. McClanahana€™s work has appeared in The Best American Poetry, The Best American Essays, Kenyon Review, Georgia Review, Gettysburg Review, and numerous other publications.
Later I felt bad that I hadna€™t gone to the funeral, but I was never sure if my motivation was guilt or disappointment over missing such a spectacle.
This one is taking its time, and I have nothing more than my intuition to tell me that ita€™s gone.
Ia€™m still not completely sure, so I survey again, trying to find the feeling that was once there, that still comes back in little wisps, but seems mostly gone. You mix all the colors togethera€”the good colors and the bad colors too, just to see what will happen, and you come up with a muddy, greenish, sickly version of the color brown, a sort of chaos and confusion of life and lifelessness all blended into one, never to be separated into sky blue, tangerine, and sea foam again.
I would have taken the dead womana€™s baby for my own, as a guard against the possibility that either of us would ever be alone, as a stone thrown in the face of death, as protection against this circling, this looking for something we both need desperately that is no longer there.
I consider asking him what the correct spelling might be, imagine him looking up at me with big, brown eyes, searching the details of my face for the correct letter, but decide to just tell him what he needs instead. I nod solemnly, mentally adding another dress code violation to my long list of teaching errors. Traffic is finally moving, and this idiot thinks the left lane is for pacing instead of passing. On the way to work, I listened to the news, but sometimes I turned it off and just listened to the sound of my breathing.
Looking at my watch, I realize that the few minutes that I have been delayed will cost me many more. With my simple math skills, I conclude that including weekends, they rob me of at least ten hours a week. My thoughts are focused on security, contingency operations, alternate network operations, and the myriad of requirements to overcome the obstacles presented by this occurrence.
She knows something terrible has happened today and I dona€™t know how to explain it to her. Being a Marine is not something I do; it is who I am, who I have been, and who I will always be. The hands of time are moving again, but now I hear the slow, steady tick tock of each moment.
She is also married to a Marine and has two daughters, ages 13 and 8.A She has served in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom, and her husband has served in support of Operation Enduring Freedom. Once he cut his teeth guarding gates and on patrol, David became a Marine criminal investigator. Therefore, the disaster surprised no one, least of all the handful of religious men who were swept to their doom along with the wicked. But at the same time, the Lord has individual plans for each person that are as varied and unique as snowflakes. It might work for the NFL, but if Ia€™m making a life decision, I want more direction than heads or tails. Some people have weird dreams, so they visit a psychoanalyst who helps them try to understand if there is any hidden meaning in them. As he was pondering, he looked up in the sky and saw that the wind was moving the clouds around. A lot of these extraordinary methods that people use to determine Goda€™s will are reserved for when He speaks to chosen prophets. The Lord is a€?not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentancea€? (2 Peter 3:9).
I think wea€™ll be surprised when we get to heaven and God pulls back the veil; wea€™ll be a witness to the cosmic battle between good and evil and see that God didna€™t always get what He wanted. God will let you know His willa€”if you are truly willing to do it once you understand what it is. If your heart is in a state of rebellion and youa€™re not surrendered, why would God show you His will?
You go first, and Ia€™ll follow wherever you lead.a€? Thata€™s the kind of humble attitude we need to discern Goda€™s will. For starters, the law of God can help you discern whether He wants you to do one thing or another.
In other words, dona€™t get counsel from people whose lives are a disaster; theya€™re probably not in the best position to give you advice. If theya€™re blessed like Joseph in Egypt and you can see the hand of God is over them, theya€™re probably good picks for counselors. Like Balaam, wea€™re beating our donkey to go somewhere, and we dona€™t know that an angel in standing in our way.


When youa€™re pondering all the options in your life, if one of them is risky when it comes to living the Christian life, dona€™t tempt the devil to see how close to the edge of sin you can get. How will I be the best advertising for your glory?a€? This is a vital factor in your decision process.
Will I like the climate?a€? Instead, they need to be thinking of their families and how their decision is going to affect those around them. They get job offers with better pay and hours, but they realize that where they are touches so many peoplea€™s lives.
If a sandstorm came through and the caravan lost its bearings, the person would release the dove after the storm. Mature Christians will have a certain peace when Goda€™s Spirit is telling them what to do.
But ita€™s a myth to believe that Goda€™s will automatically means doing something we dona€™t really want to do. When you first turn one on, it cana€™t tell you immediately your location or which way you need to go. Sometimes you are going to need a number of these criteria to overlap, to a€?triangulate,a€? before you can truly see where God is pointing you. I believe I am in the middle of Goda€™s will right now.a€? That is indeed a wonderful place to be, but chances are that at some point in your life, you will need a course adjustment.
Are you afraid of where God might lead youa€”out of your comfort zone and into a strange land? After all, something has drawn you here, readera€”you want to know what it is the searchers seek among the soybean plants. Lawrence University, where he teaches courses in nonfiction writing and later American literature, and an adjunct member of the faculty of Ashland Universitya€™s Low-Residency MFA program. Our world was the Weekly Reader, hopscotch and jump rope, the only war the Cold One which America of course was winning. They lived only for my welfare, wrote notes about my progress and pinned them to my shirt, exchanged report card signatures.
McClanahan, who lives in New York, has received the Wood Prize from POETRY, a Pushcart Prize in fiction, and (twice) the Carter prize for the essay from Shenendoah.
There is something about the way the breasts suddenly deflate, the way the body stops gurgling and humming, that lets me know I will continue to chase after the symptoms of another life in my body without ever finding what I am looking for. This brown, this color I am, it sucks in the colors of crocuses, bananas, my husbanda€™s eyes, and it holds them tight, keeping them for its own but never changing, never brightening to a rich mahogany or surrendering to black.
As my bitten fingernail zigzags over his sentences, I realize that even my fingers dona€™t match my image of a fourth grade teacher, who should be neat and composed, with a rosy complexion and trimmed, polished nails.
He grins back at me, but there is something about his expression, the penetrating, hooded brown eyes, that tells me he knows Ia€™m overlooking his other mistakes. She is currently working on a travel memoir about her experiences in the United Arab Emirates titled a€?Abu Dhabi Days, Dubai Nights.a€? Her creative work has been published in literary journals such as The Common Review, Brevity, and Fourth River. Adding lanes in both directions just wouldna€™t have been right a€“ all that grass dividing the highway looks so much better!
Most of his career was in military law enforcement minus some out of specialty assignments, including three years on recruiting duty. One such man was Lewis Galdy, who was born in France but left for the New World in search of religious freedom.
The jar would go around from person to person, each shaking the vessel and dropping out a stone.
He even says, a€?Come now, let us reason together.a€? You should never say, a€?Whom shall I marry? She was praying with her eyes closed by her bed, and she put her finger down on a versea€”when she opened her eyes, it was on Genesis 24:58, which says, a€?They called Rebekah, and said unto her, Wilt thou go with this man? If thata€™s not you just yet, take a moment now to discover some biblical and common-sense ways to discern the will of our Creator. What you are doing in life as a vocation should take a back seat if you dona€™t yet have a saving relationship with Jesus Christ.
Obviously, you and I have also done some things in our lives that were out of Goda€™s will. But it doesna€™t always happen, so we have to do our best to search outa€”and be ina€”Goda€™s will for the sake of His kingdom. You might not like what Hea€™s about to show you, but make up your mind that by His grace you will do it before you even know what it is. If God says to do no common work during the Sabbath, you already have His clearly stated will for your life concerning that job. Plus, be sure to get a few different opinionsa€”the verse says a€?counsellors.a€? If a doctor says you have a life-threatening disease and you feel fine, you might consider a second opinion.
We thought you swore off donuts!a€? He replies, a€?Well, it was Goda€™s will that I get these donuts. Make sure youa€™re following Goda€™s will by only going through the open doors in harmony with His Word. If youa€™re going to pray and fast to know His will, then believe that Hea€™ll show you His will. Because of the dovea€™s homing instincts, it would begin to fly straight home and the caravan would follow. If youa€™re truly converted, He can and will often implant within your heart a burning desire to do the very thing He wants you to do. Remember always that God doesna€™t want whata€™s worst for you; He wants whata€™s best for you. She is not someone who must ask repeatedly for attention and good behavior, whose voice gets muffled in the chatter of children, who anxiously picks at her nails and tears at her cuticles until tiny red bumps appear. I finally allow myself to smile as I imagine the opportunity to place a full handed slap across the face of the Neanderthal that came up with that brilliant idea. Tomorrow let the fleece be dry and the dew on the ground.a€? Thata€™s how it happened, and finally Gideon felt reassured. And she said, I will go.a€? When you pray about whom to marry and you flip the Bible open and this is the place where your finger landsa€”thata€™s a pretty strong indicator. He thought it was a message from God to a€?Preach Christ,a€? so he threw down his farm equipment, cleaned up, got his Sunday suit on, and started going around the community preaching. But when I started giving Bible studies to friends, more and more people I respected said, a€?Doug, have you considered the ministry?a€? They said, a€?You need to pray about it.
And He will open doorsa€”for ministry, for opportunity, for careers, for relationshipsa€”you just need to ask.
The Bible says the just shall live by faith, so trust that God has a plan for you and that Hea€™s going to show it to you in His time.
The monk then said, a€?Your first order is to go back to the palace and be king.a€? From that point, the king knew it was his calling to be a king.
But youa€™ll notice that it will often say a€?awaiting more satellitesa€? or a€?awaiting better accuracya€? even though it has already given you a direction to go. Prayerfully evaluating compatibility does so much to ensure many years of blissful romance.
Drilling from these floating barges didna€™t work efficiently because drill lines and pipes would crack under the constant motion and undulation of the ocean currents. Youa€™ve got to trust Him that in the end, youa€™ll always be happier being in the middle of His will. And now these paragraphs lie before you like stands of trees, a deep forest of wonder and darkness whose mystery beckons. Each morning Mother locked my thermos and only Miss Ranney could loosen it, leaning over me in her ivory crepe blouse until the cap sighed once, then was free. The rest of the orbit swirls out from there: King murdered the week of my senior prom, then Bobby in a hotel just miles from my school while I marched to Pomp and Circumstance, not knowing that within a year on a July night in the back seat of a Volkswagen, I would pledge what was left of my heart to a boy leaving for Vietnam while above us the tired moon finally gave in to a tiny man in gravity boots, planting an American flag.
Shea€™s probably doodling on the desk, her long, dark lashes cast down as she tries to escape the demands of the classroom and enter into the world of her drawing. She is no longer a manipulative ten year old who pouts when she wants permission to draw hearts on the chalkboard or be excused to the lavatory for the third time in an hour. I might have a thousand op-tions you know nothing about.a€? Dona€™t corner the Lord by using this kind of method. Some people have all kinds of different fleeces that they put out for the Lord, and sometimes ita€™s not bad to say, a€?All right, Lord.
Stunned, people asked, a€?Zeb, whata€™s going on?a€? He said, a€?God showed me in a vision Ia€™m supposed to be a preacher.a€? So he spent several months preaching, but experienced dismal results.
We think you have gifts in those areas.a€? So through collective counsel of godly people, I moved in this direction.
But while youa€™re waiting patiently for new directions, continue to do the work at hand with all your heart. As it picks up another satellite, it will give you more accurate directions because of its ability to triangulate your position. But now they can drill from sophisticated ships that make constant corrections for the motion.
Ia€™m trying to ignore her insubordinationa€”she should be writing a paragraph like the rest of the six students in my after school reading classa€”but clearly another one of my tactics has failed. In a moment, Alejandra has become a young woman learning how to manage the intimate details of our gender. Ia€™m going to look for providential evidence.a€? But we can get into a pattern of throwing out fleeces to test Goda€™s will, never willing to go with the answer from the fleece the night before. His family was getting hungry, so about eight months later, Zeb is back out in the field hoeing corn. So I said, a€?Lord, if there is a parking place right in front of the door, then Ia€™ll know ita€™s your will for me to get some donuts.a€™ And you know, I only had to drive around the block 10 times for a parking space to open up. Many fail to fulfill the present will of God for their lives because they are longing for something different. They have computer-controlled propellers all the way around them and they are no longer anchored in one place.
I turn around, ready to demand she sit back in her seat, prepared to be heard and heeded this time, but she is looking at me, wide eyed.
But much like Jonah in the belly of the sea monster, a few moments later, the ground shook a second time and exploded, throwing Galdy flying high through the air and out over the churning sea. And you can actually test whether ita€™s the Spirit of God, because the Holy Spirit will never lead you contrary to the Word of God.
The ships can actually modify their position constantly through microsecond adjustments from the computer, so they can keep drilling on the exact center. There might be a time for it, but avoid getting yourself into the habit of throwing out fleeces. You might flip your Bible open and plop your finger down where it says Isaiah walked naked and barefoot three years (Isaiah 20:3).



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