you write to me,
your words...
...and your heart

This letter is from hta
       

      Solaz,

      I have spent about two hours at your amazing website. And all those redheads - drawings and photos. Yes, I am obsessed.


      amazing...... wow. thank you. such nice cool words. tonight i need nice cool words. tonight i am stunned immobile by an enemy i can't seem to get away from. an old, old enemy. actually, you have sent me beautiful words.

      why are you obesessed? with redheads? way cool websites? or just the balmy california breezes over these lush rolling mountains that jump off into the wild, playful pacific ocean... my favorite playground.


      Your work and words reap your Beloveds blessings on us all who visit here.


      my Beloved is all that i am. i am nothing without Him. i could not, would not exist without Him. He is the play in my wink; the tear on my cheek; the break in my heart; the light in my spirit. and yet, sometimes, like tonight, i feel so alone. but i am never unloved. He is always faithful.


      (In reading your adventure I was concerned until I read her words that your sister had not made it through the accident when her column was vacant.)


      well, if she'll EVER get her section finished, i'll post the rest of the story... it was some adventure.


      And all the art and color and poetry and stories. Our stories are becoming more important to me. I suppose it's some vicarious way of living/doing the things we have not done. But all our stories are important. Thank you for sharing yours. And hey! Hey! HEY! Be careful out there. From what I've read, you're not the type. There are risks at living fully.


      i am as careful as i can possibly be. my husband is the King of Kings and He is sovereign over all.
      what "type" am i? what "type" am i not?
      actually, i live a very boring life. the enemy makes it seem far more exciting than it is.


      How do you get all that art work on your site? Truely Amazing.

      Regards.
      HTA


      dunno. i just think about it; steal great art from master painters long dead and change the hair color to red (obviously, the artist really meant for his women to be redheads; peer pressure... it's a terrible thing to behold!). most of the art is my own creation. some of the redheads are actually me... and no body knows.

      thank you, hta, for such a sweet letter. i needed such a sweet letter tonight. i hope your week goes well, God bless you richly.

      hiding in Jesus,
      solaz, queenofeverything


       



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