I Made Real Sacrifices And Took Big

The Standing Fields [ready To Harvest]were The Legions Who Hadn't Filled Their God-vacuum With The One Who Was Born To Fill It; The Standing Fields Were Those Who Waited For Someone To Reach Out And Speak The Truth, And Tell Them How They Might Be Saved.

I Learned Not To Be So Bitterly Defeated When My Fiction Took A Beating From Editors. I Learned In Advertising To Color In The Lines And Have My Work Done On Time And To Make It The Very Best It Could Be.

My Life Is Extremely Full And Wretchedly Busy, And I Feel That While My Life Drains Energy From My Work, My Work In Turn Drains Energy From My Life. The Result Is, I Am Always Playing Catch-up Spiritually. That Is My Thorn.

So Here Is What My Advice Would Be: If God Has Given You A Dream, You'd Better Get Cracking Because He Wants You To Use It. That's Why He Gives Them To Us In The First Place.

In Ireland There’s No Such Thing As Bad Weather ~~~ Only The Wrong Clothes. (in The Company Of Others)