Today is Friday and I am once again linking up with others at Five Minute Friday…

When given a word to write about, sometimes too many thoughts come to mind, but I want to encompass the whole world in one thought: all of mankind is in a search.


When I set myself apart from God, which is easy to do, I am on the search for what I want or think I need. I do not see God in the flesh, though he is in me and all around me. Think of waking and knowing you slept all night without consciously breathing. He’s taking care of that and you don’t give it a thought.


A study in any part of nature proves a higher being exists. Birdwatching is one of my favorite pastimes. It delights me to see an eagle soar over the Susquehanna River, or a hawk watching from a tall leafless tree. He’s waiting for movement; for breakfast.




Though God is not in the flesh, when we are still and concentrate on the search we are overwhelmed by his presence. He is everywhere and in everything. The divine spark is in us all, and while searching for life, may we not deny the spark.





In the month of October I will be linking up with other writers on Five Minute Friday for thirty-one days. Each day I will write about one word for five minutes. Here goes…

Sometimes when I’m out with my camera I can be inspired by a certain place, a certain look, or most inspiring is the kind of light. I love morning and evening light because it can be soft, or dramatic.

As an empty nester, I am constantly inspired by my grown children’s energy and vitality for life. It extends to my grandchildren who are avid readers. They are constantly creating something in their heads. These younger ones in my life inspire me to carry on even when I lack mental or physical energy. They spark new ideas for me and give me positive feedback.

I was not brought up in an encouraging or positive home. Though my parents were loving people in their own way,  I think they lacked confidence in themselves. They didn’t know how to inspire us.

I’m thankful that God found me and has taught me all along that who I am is enough, and that my ideas may be strange to others, but not to Him. He loves what I do and I work at being content.