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RUST ON MY SOUL (A Novel) (Published by Bridge Press in 1985 & Distributed Internationally)
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In an old loose leaf notebook, Thomas Kettering wrote when there was a cry from his heart. He wrote when his inner longing spilled over into the reality of his days. He did not write every day, only when he felt he must. How often he wrote or when is not important. The journey is what counts, for it is a diary about all of us, to all of us. “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step,” and even a stumble is a step.
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RUST ON MY SOUL (A Novel) (Published by Bridge Press in 1985 & Distributed Internationally)
INTRODUCTION (Repeated for those new to the series)
In an old loose leaf notebook, Thomas Kettering wrote when there was a cry from his heart. He wrote when his inner longing spilled over into the reality of his days. He did not write every day, only when he felt he must. How often he wrote or when is not important. The journey is what counts, for it is a diary about all of us, to all of us. “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step,” and even a stumble is a step.
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Evening
Fraud! Terrible, damnable fraud! Either God or me, or both of us. Is He a liar who can’t produce or am I a liar who’s to let Him?
I wept today. Not easily, but rather, stubbornly. The tears pushed from the back of my eyes, looking for a weak place to break through. There’s a mindless terror when seven hundred resume go out and nothing comes back.
Where is my arrogance now? Confidence is a tenuous thing. A shout in the crowd with my name on it. I feel as if there is a scarlet “R” branded on my forehead for Rejected.
“We will give you a good recommendation. It’s just that mathematically the income and the outgo have caught up with us.”
I keep hearing the tedious echo of that phrase. At least I was fired by a voice Another human being took the effort to tell me face to face I was not wanted anymore. It was better than a pink slip. But seven weeks without work. Seven weeks!
Damn you, God! But why do I blame God! He didn’t fire me. My thoughts are out of tune They play off-key.
Afternoon
Nancy majors in depression these days. I don’t expect her to sing songs but must she act like a disciple of Schopenhauer, the king of depression philosophers. And the kids are as confused as we are. How do they reply when their friends ask why I’m home all day? I haven’t the nerve to ask.
Evening
Fraud! Terrible, damnable fraud! Either God or me, or both of us. Is He a liar who can’t produce or am I a liar who’s to let Him?
I wept today. Not easily, but rather, stubbornly. The tears pushed from the back of my eyes, looking for a weak place to break through. There’s a mindless terror when seven hundred resume go out and nothing comes back.
Where is my arrogance now? Confidence is a tenuous thing. A shout in the crowd with my name on it. I feel as if there is a scarlet “R” branded on my forehead for Rejected.
“We will give you a good recommendation. It’s just that mathematically the income and the outgo have caught up with us.”
I keep hearing the tedious echo of that phrase. At least I was fired by a voice Another human being took the effort to tell me face to face I was not wanted anymore. It was better than a pink slip. But seven weeks without work. Seven weeks!
Damn you, God! But why do I blame God! He didn’t fire me. My thoughts are out of tune They play off-key.
Afternoon
Nancy majors in depression these days. I don’t expect her to sing songs but must she act like a disciple of Schopenhauer, the king of depression philosophers. And the kids are as confused as we are. How do they reply when their friends ask why I’m home all day? I haven’t the nerve to ask.
I wish
I knew what I was looking for. Besides, a new job. I only know it has
the hope of healing it it. I know all the accepted tags, God, Jesus,
Heavenly Father, Creator, Holy Spirit, but I am having trouble finding,
let alone cementing the relationship.
To be continued
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BELOW IS A QUOTE FROM A NEW SERIES…
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BELOW IS A QUOTE FROM A NEW SERIES…
A HEAVENLY CONSTRUCTION PROGRAM(1st in series) (on this Wyrck’s Writing blog)
“I have always been intrigued by a question God put to Adam, “Where are you?” Why did He ask that? What is the meaning behind this? It wasn’t a geographical question, for certainly God knew the answer to that one.
It was a spiritual question to which God also had the answer. Then why ask it? For Adam’s sake, and all the Adams and Eves yet to come. For you and me in these 21st century days.
“Where are we? And where do we want to go? What do we want to be? And how much, or how little?” And we must never stop trying to answer God’s question as we try to get off a treadmill and aim toward a proper direction.
It’s called purpose, and…”
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BELOW IS A QUOTE FROM A NEW SERIES entitled ANGER IS A KILLER.
“I have always been intrigued by a question God put to Adam, “Where are you?” Why did He ask that? What is the meaning behind this? It wasn’t a geographical question, for certainly God knew the answer to that one.
It was a spiritual question to which God also had the answer. Then why ask it? For Adam’s sake, and all the Adams and Eves yet to come. For you and me in these 21st century days.
“Where are we? And where do we want to go? What do we want to be? And how much, or how little?” And we must never stop trying to answer God’s question as we try to get off a treadmill and aim toward a proper direction.
It’s called purpose, and…”
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BELOW IS A QUOTE FROM A NEW SERIES entitled ANGER IS A KILLER.
“Do you enjoy visiting friends? More than likely you’re thinking, Preacher, of course, I do.
Now let me ask the other side of the coin - Do you enjoy visiting enemies? No?
Now let me ask the other side of the coin - Do you enjoy visiting enemies? No?
Well,
I know you must enjoy visiting at least one enemy because, like myself,
you probably visit this one quite often. Unfortunately, we all …visit
this enemy…whose name is anger.
Some visit anger seldom . Some on a regular basis. And during those visits, some spew and others stew.”
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The book RUST ON MY SOUL being Serialized is available on amazon.com for purchase.
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To view an abundance of unusual stories and comments by Neil Wyrick go to Neil’s other blog ONE A DAY, YOUR SPIRITUAL VITAMINS
Click on the following URL http://oneadayyourspiritualvitamins.blogspot.com/
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