Food For Thought

I am sharing a couple of recent food photos…which were delish by the way…and my thoughts. Hence the title…food for thought. See how that works? 😜 Thought it was catchy myself. 😂

Listen…I have to amuse and entertain myself at times. No one else is going to do it for me…so I become my own entertainer.

I have some thoughts I felt like sharing…sort of.

So, I have this blog post behind the scenes I have been chewin’ and stewin’ on for some time. It is all about partnerships. I feel it is appropriate for the day because Father has said on repeat today…it is time to get married. My response…let’s DO IT. Let’s go my man!!! I am ready. All for it.

I saw a vision this morning of me in this royal-looking gown. I say royal-looking because it was definitely putting off those vibes…however, I wouldn’t have designed a gown quite like it. Not really my style…but obviously, I was not consulted about the matter. It was a stunner though. The material was overlaid with gold…with a matching hat. LOTS of gold in the ensemble. My thoughts…something pertaining to Queenly matters. He didn’t say. BUT…it fits with the convo that has been going on for a few days.

The Other Day

Hannah mentioned she wanted a timeline of my life story. I was stunned speechless a few moments. She had a list of requests along with it.

When I finally let that soak in, I said to her…what you are asking for is my autobiography. To give you what you want, I would have to create a chronological timeline of my life…which would be me…writing my autobiography. 🤷‍♀️

I told her…I am not sure how I feel about that. I need to think about…how I feel about that idea.

Seems like an awful lot of work to me. For what? 🤨

This is a great improvement compared to the first time Father mentioned I would write my autobio. Back then my response was not just no…but Hell to the NO.

I wasn’t keen on the idea of digging up the past. Over the years, I have done the necessary inner healing on the traumas I have experienced. In my mind, I am good. All that garbage is in the past. Leave it there.

Lately though, I am starting to see the redemptive value in my experiences. My viewpoint has changed.

Marriage

This morning, I was reflecting on the notion of writing my autobio…chewin’ and stewin’ still. Wondering how I would go about something like that. Seems like an enormous project if you ask me.

I was playing around with the idea of opening up an Excel doc or maybe OneNote with the idea of beginning a timeline. An outline for the book. I feel it is there. I can see parts of it now.

Kind of an exciting feeling for me. Feels freeing…like I am going somewhere with this.

While lounging in the sun, I said to Father. Ok…here is the deal. I will write my autobiography…but you have to marry me first.

When relating this to Hannah, I told her my reasoning is…I want the dates and the events to be 100% accurate when I tell them. If He wants me to write it, then He has to make me one with Him first. Then it will be 100% accurate.

Hannah agreed with me…sounded like a plan to us.

BBQ Jack

While at Veg Head, I had a convo with a local. We were discussing the food. One of the dishes I had considered getting was BBQ Jack. It is Jack fruit…barbecued. NEVER HEARD OF IT. I was so intrigued. ALMOST bought it instead.

After chatting with my new friend, I wished I had purchased it. She said it was delish.

Fast forward to Indy. The last time Hannah and I drove through Indy, I introduced her to a Brazilian Steakhouse. Man…their meat is so good!!! She agreed.

This time, I told my co-pilot…find me a vegan joint that serves BBQ Jack. She did. Downtown just a few blocks from our Brazilian Steakhouse.

It was super sweet because when I ordered the meal…I got a side of BBQ Jack. Turns out…they don’t sell it that way. The owner gave it to me for free.

I tell ya…it is like my dad always said…the good Lord is smiling down on me. 😂🥰 The woman was SUPER friendly. A great meal and a great experience. Both places.

If you haven’t tried BBQ Jack…you should. Amazing.

I LOVE trying new foods.

Partnerships

So I pulled out my notes for the partnership blog post again this morning. When I look at them…I see books.

Not sure what to make of that.

I am not sure if it is a blog post…books…or both.

It is kind of overwhelming…which is why I am doing this blog post instead of that one. 😜 This post is like playing in the kiddy pool where that post is like being in the ocean over my head.

Here is my assessment on the matter. I think it may be time to start writing some books. It just feels right. Feeling like it is time to move forward in that direction. Feeling the outlines and topics coming now. Pretty dang exciting if you want my thoughts on it.

I have been waiting over 20 years to write A book…so writing multiple books sounds like bliss to me.

Hannah said…I bet you could write a book REALLY quickly. 😂

She is NOT wrong.

Food For Thought

Those are some of my thoughts for the day. I am going back into chewin’ and stewin’ mode over the books swirling around in my head. Me thinks they might be coming soon!!!!!! 😜 Goodness…the notion makes me want to dance a jig. Giddy at the thought of it.

Long-time dreams coming my way.

Last night, I made a list of things I needed…along with a list of things Hannah needs. This morning, I went back to the list, and I asked Him…what do you want me to believe about these things? This is a pretty tall list of things that would require miracles to happen. Each item requires supernatural events to occur. No joke. The list is major.

This is what He said to me…”Honey, I don’t want you to worry your perty (not pretty…perty) little head over them. I have it all taken care of.”

Well, there ya go…now ya know. I felt so loved…it made my heart smile.

I merrily moved on with my morning to chew and stew on other things.

Have a MARVY DAY! I am planning on it myself! 💙❤️