Friday, September 9, 2011

with me




When I walk

I am not alone

no matter where I may be

not alone

for You are with me

guiding my steps



When the day begins

the sun rising up

a new morning

a new chance

to remember

You are with me



In the day

as I go about responsibilities

activities

I know, within

You are with me

reminding me,



I have no fears

worries can not hold me

You are with me

my Guide, my Shelter

my Strength

as I go-

You are with me



















































Blessed, a collection of God given inspirational poetry by Rebecca Stepp Revels is available now @

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Thursday, September 8, 2011

I run to You




Your love fills me, wraps around me

as child to parent I run

when the storms approach

thunder rumbling in the clouds

winds whipping around me

I run, I run to You

trembling in the fear, tears falling

I am lost in the emotion

lost, weary of the struggle

I run, I run to You

and I feel Your peace

comforting, calm, reassuring

You are my Sanctuary

You protect me from the storms

strengthen me, with Your word

strengthen me, with Your peace

weary of the storms

I run, I run to You

tired of the fight, weary beyond words

You draw me, to You

offering rest, offering healing

Your love fills me, wraps around me

You call my name

I run, I run to You

















































Blessed, a collection of God given inspirational poetry by Rebecca Stepp Revels is available now @

http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=2137587

and now also at

Amazon, Books-a-Million and Barnes and Noble .com





The Legend of Dragon's Doom:a Young Warrior's vow, by RS Revels is available @

http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/the-legend-of-dragons-doom-a-young-warriors-vow/7505820

and other online sites







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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

the day that everything changed












Funny how there are times when you can be going along, doing the things that you always do. Whether at work, home or play. Living your life as you always do to blissful in your ignorance of what may be going on around you. Then suddenly everything changes.



9.....11......2001 the day that everything changed







I was at work. As a lead person on first shift I was busily keeping the department running to the best of my ability. With over a dozen machines to keep humming I was never bored. At one point one of the ladies from the planning office came through and asked if I knew what was going on in the real world. Of course I didn't. Working in manufacturing there was no contact with the outside for hourly workers for the duration of the shift. So I had heard nothing since before 8 that morning. When she told me that planes had flown into the twin towers in New York I didn't believe her. I thought she was trying to pull a rather perverse prank.

Part of my job duties was to take papers up to the front office on a regular schedule. When I made that first trip up and saw they had a small television set up I was intrigued. When I saw what was on that fuzzy screen I was transfixed. I couldn't tear my eyes away as they showed the plane flying into the tower. When someone spoke behind me I managed to turn away. The shock I felt must have been obvious on my face. all anyone could do was nod and talk in hushed tones. This was beyond horrible.

I made more trips that day back and forth to the office than I ever have. The department ran fine, I had to know. I had to see for myself what was going on.

I noticed that it had grown very quiet crossing the complex. Then I found out that all planes had been grounded. Not that there were ever than many to begin with, but it was so quiet. Empty skies seemed to go on into infinity.

When the towers fell, I had no words. All you could do was stand...and feel, something. There was loss, there was sadness, there was anger, fear, everything that could possibly flow through your heart, mind and spirit.. it was there.

Thing is, if the terrorists that hoped to crush our spirit, they didn't know who they were messing with.

From our house to the nearest Wal-Mart is only a couple of miles. We were on our way for what ever reason when I began counting. By the time we were past the houses I had counted well over 100 flags. Flags of all sizes flew from any and every where. They were on flag poles, they were on porches, cars, mailboxes anywhere that could support a flag, held a flag.

I was held captive by the television for days. I had to know. There were so many families affected. By the loss of lives, not just in the towers, but in the Pentagon and in the field in Pennsylvania where those braves souls tried to retake control of their plane. "Let's Roll" taking on a meaning never to be forgotten. A country that came under attack, but stood tall, stood firm, stood together. As much as I mourned, I was proud of my fellow countrymen. Of those that poured into Ground Zero, searching for survivors, helping each other. People who donated, who delivered so many of the things the rescuers needed.

We stood watching, we took action, we cried and we yelled and we grew strong together. All on that day when everything changed.



















































Blessed, a collection of God given inspirational poetry by Rebecca Stepp Revels is available now @

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and now also at

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The Legend of Dragon's Doom:a Young Warrior's vow, by RS Revels is available @

http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/the-legend-of-dragons-doom-a-young-warriors-vow/7505820

and other online sites







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Your gift, Your love








Morning, soft and gentle

such is your love

opening slowly, dawning gracefully

brightening the day before us

enlightening

as the colors spring forth under the light

the brightness of a morning sun

shining

warming the day

I stand and marvel at the beauty before me

consumed by the peace around me

wrapping around me

filling my heart and soul

with simple and pure joy

such is Your love

a gift of peaceful beauty

to hold close and treasure

knowing and understanding

how unworthy I may be

but how even in my state

You forgave and continue to forgive

such

is Your love

















































Blessed, a collection of God given inspirational poetry by Rebecca Stepp Revels is available now @

http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=2137587

and now also at

Amazon, Books-a-Million and Barnes and Noble .com





The Legend of Dragon's Doom:a Young Warrior's vow, by RS Revels is available @

http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/the-legend-of-dragons-doom-a-young-warriors-vow/7505820

and other online sites







Blessed in His Promises by Rebecca Stepp Revels available at:



https://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/blessed-in-his-promises/12670945



all books available at Bookin' It your mobile bookstore www.bookin-it.com

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Sunday, September 4, 2011

I'll dream, while I do what I know how, to make a living


                                          my very first official booksigning-thank you Bookin' It





Once upon a time...I had this dream. I was going to be a best selling author. I was going to write wonderful things that would make people think, laugh,cry. From my writings they would learn or they would be able to escape for a while into a world of my making. It was my dream, it was my goal. Somewhere along the way something happened.



I write, I have never quit writing. Depending on the mood and the muse it is either poetry, short stories or even working on the great American novel. It just isn't my career. Its still a dream, but its turned out to be more of a hobby than a goal. Even as I yearn for that dream to become reality..I do what I know how. I ignore the tears of loss, the frustration of feeling the failure and do what I must.



As a teenager my very first real job was in a hosiery mill. They had an order that the customer wanted packed differently. All the hosiery had been returned and the company had hired several people to shove these hose into what was called pencil boxes. I was good, I was really good, quick and with a good enough dexterity to go through the trays of hosiery quickly. I was paid hourly with those on production complaining that they were going to be expected to pack that much once the school year began again and I would no longer be there. I ignored them and did what I had to, what I was good at doing.



After school I went back, but it wasn't the same. My mother had worked there before and now she was no longer in the work force. I didn't like it, wanted out and eventually moved on. I went to work at a different plant on a machine. I was running a winder on second shift. Single and not really dating it wasn't a bad shift. Over the course of time I changed jobs. I moved living in a different state for a while. My writing was mostly letters, but my creative side still slipped out in my sketches. I held low paying jobs where in some I endured things I had only heard about, dodged things I wanted nothing to do with and survived. Thankfully I moved back home to a place I understood and loved.



Between then and now I have been married, divorced, gone through things that I would have never thought I would have done or dealt with. But I did. Not only that, I survived to tell about it, which I do in part from time to time. I don't tell it all because I don't want some of those things that happened to get back to my parents. As a parent I know how it hurts to know your children are hurting or have been hurt. I'll protect them from that in any and every way I can. I know they suspect, but they don't need confirmation.



Now, and for the last 21 years I have worked at a textile plant making specialty yarns. I know it, I'm good at it. I better be after all this time. I know what the various customers want and require. I know by memory what most of the years should look like and what special set ups are required in getting that look. I know this job. At one time we were working four ten hour days, now we are back on five eight hour days. I really miss those Fridays off giving us that long weekend. But you have to do what they tell you.



My sense of humor tends to get me into trouble, some don't understand it, some laugh, some just look at me oddly and walk away.



They know how I love to wander and walk and take nature photos and they know how I love to write. Some even listen to me talk about my writing..they don't understand it all, especially when I get off on some fantasy tale. When you make up creatures..then try to talk about them to non-writers you tend to get some really odd looks. A couple times I feared that they were about to call for the men with the white jackets and net.



I was among several that were sending editorial type articles to the local paper, but they changed a lot of things and are no longer running those like they once did. Now I send them to a small free weekly salespaper. Slowly those that followed me in the local paper are finding me in this one. I self-published three books, two poetry and one young adult fantasy novel. I'm not a business person, I don't know how to go about doing the promoting to get these noticed. They're still available online, but I haven't said much about them. I haven't given up on them, I'll figure out something. A friend I know has paid the cost for me to have a profile page on a site, I just have to have paypal..I have as yet to figure out how to set it up properly. James said he was going to help me - something he does a lot. I'm working on a collection of short stories, memoir-type stuff. I finally came up with a title I'm happy with, I was allowing that to be a stumbling block. Now I have to check with a person that was recommended about publishing through them. What little I know sounds good, better than what I did before on my own.



Some of my non-writing friends as I said do not understand this driving force within me. They don't understand how my dream of becoming a best selling author could be so important. They have even made comments that have left me wondering, hurting, doubting. Picking apart my writing, finding fault...leaving me disappointed and discouraged. I could understand constructive criticism that points out the bad..and the good. I know I'll shake it off. I know the driving force won't allow me to sit here in this little pity puddle long. I'll write, I'll publish, I'll promote, I'll sell..



Until then, I'll do what I know. I'll get up every morning and get ready to go and work in that textile plant. I'll help make the yarn that allows others to create things of beauty. After my sift is up, I'll go home, I'll pick up my camera and walk. I'll get home and write about what I found along my walk. I'll follow my muse don't its own winding paths to where ever it leads. and I'll dream, I'll always dream.





















































Blessed, a collection of God given inspirational poetry by Rebecca Stepp Revels is available now @

http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=2137587

and now also at

Amazon, Books-a-Million and Barnes and Noble .com





The Legend of Dragon's Doom:a Young Warrior's vow, by RS Revels is available @

http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/the-legend-of-dragons-doom-a-young-warriors-vow/7505820

and other online sites







Blessed in His Promises by Rebecca Stepp Revels available at:



https://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/blessed-in-his-promises/12670945



all books available at Bookin' It your mobile bookstore www.bookin-it.com

All books available @ Poor Richard's Book Shoppe @ www.PRBookShoppe.com



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Friday, September 2, 2011

just chillin' with a white spider

spider......just chillin'

listen..do you hear something?

hmm..I could have sworn I heard something


    ohhhhh..I know where they are..


                                                                   come on now--just a bit closer

                                                                   there you are.. come to poppa

                                  over here..hey! psst.. over here, I have some thing to show you..

                                                    that's right--over here
                                                   Gotcha! ewwww what is that smell??

                                  
                                                            ug.. now that's just nasty
                                                       now that was just a bit too close

                                        ahhhhh yeah-- just chillin'

Your love






Your love sustains me Lord

through all things

when I grow weary of the ways

of the things around me

when I feel myself struggling

I turn to You

I give to You, the things that are working against me

trying, to tear me down

I come to You,turn to You

give to You, all the worries of this life

weary, I come to You

knowing, that You will take the burdens

making my load, my cross lighter

so that I may continue

following You

in all things