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    Hello! My name is Laura, welcome to my blog! I write weird stories, collect dragon plushies and stay up too late with my nose in a book. I am a wife, mom and child saved by grace. My hope is that you find encouragement here or at least a smile or too.
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  • “Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book that it may be for the time to come forever and ever.”
    ~Isaiah 30:8.

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    We have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming 'sub-creator' and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall. Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic 'progress' leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "The only just literary critic," he concluded, "is Christ, who admires more than does any man the gifts He Himself has bestowed."
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    “Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisioned by the enemy, don't we consider it his duty to escape?. . .If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we're partisans of liberty, then it's our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "Writers who see by the light of their Christian faith will have, in these times, the sharpest eye for the grotesque, for the perverse, and for the unacceptable. To the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw large and startling figures."
    ~Flannery O'Connor

    You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what’s burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke.
    ~Arthur Polotnik

    Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
    ~Nathaniel Hawthorne

    "There are forms of insanity that condemn people to hear voices against their will, but as writers we invite ourselves to hear voices without relinquishing our hold on reality or our right to control."
    ~Writing Fiction by Janet Burroway

    Christians have sometimes been suspicious of stories, because they really can influence you. If you read the Twilight novels once a month for a year, I think you'd be a different human afterward—and not a sparkly one.
    ~Nate Wilson

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Battling a Giant

The beast stares at me, a devilish grin spreading across his hideous face. His eyes dance in evil glee as he looks at me from over his shoulder. He raises his thick arm and beckons to me with a wave of his grimy figure.

“Come along,” he gently coos. “I see you are tired, come, rest your mind and enjoy the time. You deserve it, your tasks won’t go anywhere, leave them for now.” I would be a fool to listen to his honey coated words. One glimpse of his ugly face should have sent me running, but what do I do? With a shrug of my shoulders I lay aside my duty, his hypnotic words playing in my mind, “You are tired, you deserve it,” and with one step at a time- I follow him.

This is my giant. Though in this scenario he calls to me, on most occasions, he doesn’t say a word. He is a foul brute, sapping my enthusiasm and draining my dignity. We all know him well, though we try to ignore or deny it, to most of us this giant is our close companion. His name? Procrastination. Like Jack and the Bean Stalk his great shadow covers us and snuffs out our joy, but unlike Jack’s giant, this one never sleeps.

Even now I can feel his hot breath on my neck. Hear his whispers of pleasure. I know they are lies, I know they can only lead to a pile of unfinished or untouched work at the end of the day, but I still follow. I let him take my hand and lead me away from what I know I should be doing. Oh how I hate him! Oh how I hate how easily he ensnares me! How I hate the fact- I offer not fight. I forget whose soldier I am. I forget the sword and shield at my side. I forget the promise of God that he will not test me beyond what I can handle. I forget that He who lives within me is greater than he who lives in the world. I forget that He has given me the strength I need to fight. I forget… the choice to follow, is mine.

There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.  I Corinthians 11:13

And he said unto me, “My grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness.” Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.  II Corinthians 12:9

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