Patty Smith Hall

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

I had a wonderful dream last night.

I'm at Panera's, visiting with a few of my writing friends when someone (I think it's Ane Mullgan --I can't miss that glorious smile of hers) walks in with MY BOOK in her hands. She had just come from Barnes and Noble and found it on the shelves. As she handed it to me and I brushed my hand over the cover, joy and a sense of humbleness swept over me. My God had been so faithful, sticking with me even in my obvious writing 'desert.'

Now, I'm not saying I put stock into dreams but I do believe that our God uses them to comfort us, to give us the strength to prevail . This morning, my heart is light, my mind is sharp and I'm looking forward to a day of working on my book. And I attribute this to the dream God gave me, not just last night, but years ago, in a little girl who loved to spin yarns and lived out her imagination.



Blogger Eileen Astels Watson said...

Patty, I came from seekerville here, are you the Patty with a "y" that is a Pearl Girl? One of my crit partners. If so, so great to see you blogging.

7:39 AM  
Blogger Patty said...

Yes, I am. Glad you dropped by--I'm kind of new at this blogging thing but love doing it.

4:21 AM  

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