A Bedtime Story For Sarah

{Artwork is copyrighted by Jared Fisher/ Crimson-Vagrant}
I remember as a little girl, most fondly, being read to while in bed. Grandma, Momma and Daddy all read to me so many numerous stories in the past. They read to me the same tales over and over again, because they loved that I had fallen so in love with books, and because I melted their heart's when I smiled at them really big and asked if it was time for our bedtime story yet.

I remember Grandma reading me such bedtime stories as: Fred The Cat, Wooly Foot, The Swan Princess, and Grimm's Fairy Tales only to name a few. Grandma always made sure that when we got to the end of the Fred The Cat book (where the scene was in a graveyard for Fred's funeral) she told me that Fred and his friends were having a big old party and a wonderful time. I still have my Fred The Cat book, and I did not find out up until a few years ago when I read through my beloved childhood book once again that Fred had died and Grandma lied! I love my Grandma! Momma read to me: Angel Academy, Aladdin, Treasure Island and The Miss Spider Series. Daddy read to me: Kingdom's Parables, Eric Carl books, and my all time favorite The Snow Queen.

Bedtime stories were the best...and they still are. A lot has changed since I was a little girl begging to be read to and tucked in every night under my many blankets and quilts, whether I was sleeping at Grandma and Grandpa's house or at Home. I still love to be read to. I find that even though I am almost a young woman of 21, I still love for my Momma to read to me.

The gifts I always remember receiving with such fondness are the many books I have received over the years. I have so many memories tied up within in beautifully bound and written tales! Daddy doesn't read to me anymore, though, I miss hearing him read to me aloud all about Kay and Gerda....the little boy and girl in the book The Snow Queen. I have such fond memories of my Daddy reading to me. Daddy doesn't read to me anymore, but there is a new man in my life who reads me my bedtime stories now.

Over the last few nights, while I have been talking to my boyfriend Jared on the phone, he has been telling me a story of his. He has been telling me all about his main character Shem, who has glowing eyes and stone hard strengthened skin, and a past he cannot remember. He doesn't remember how he came from The Pit....how he has Magicite within him, which is like an intelligent crystal/stone entity....and so on. There is a giant sword, the sword goes up against Shem...because it seemingly repels Magicite, which is within Shem.

I know you are probably thinking what are 'J and S' talking about!? You would really have to hear the whole story of Shem to get it. I haven't heard it all yet, and I cannot wait...but there are some really cool characters in J's story. There's Reuben who is an outgoing fighter type, very protective, and secretly has a love thing going on with Ruth. There's Ruth who was a former Nun, but she couldn't live up to following the Sacraments. Then as of last night I was introduced to Wake, who has control over water with his mind.....very cool. Aqua-telepathy or more of a kinetic thing...I dunno? So maybe I don't remember every minute detail about the characters....but I cannot wait until I know them better...personally. I hope I got all the details thus far m'love! ;)

I love Jared telling me bedtime stories. I feel so privileged to know that as a writer J wants to know what I think about his story, and that I will be the first person to know the whole story before he publishes his writings one day! I know that he didn't write the story just for me, but I find myself thinking 'this is a bedtime story just for Sarah!' Just like when my father used to read to me, I would begin to drift off away to dreamland. Now I also start drifting off to peaceful sleep (well peaceful sleep most nights. I do myself have a very overactive imagination that has me placed in some interesting and sometimes rather unpleasant dreams) after J tells me his story at bedtime.

I cannot wait to hear the rest of Shem's story my love!
-Daughter of the King

P.S. - I think J should get a blog up and running with all of his story ideas on it. Then we can all read about Shem, Crimson-Man, and Ragido and Reed Alexander..and the countless other characters I have come to love and know!

Joyful, Joyful, Oh How I Adore Thee My King!

"...the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go." - Joshua 1:9
"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." - Philippians 4:6

Today my heart is lite. I am full of joy, the worries have gone away today. Praise be to My King! I have been kind of panicky all week long. Okay, so maybe I have been panicking and worrying myself silly for longer than just this past week. I have been worried about what my next steps in life would be, and how I would begin to start coming to the decisions that will get me there. I know when I get like this...seemingly depressed a bit.

My heart starts to pound, my mind is aloof, I retreat within myself and the bed doesn't look like such a bad place to just go on and curl up in a ball and just stay lying there for as long as I need... I shut friends and family out at times, becoming reclusive within my mind, not letting them know what I am thinking about. I want to digress my heart's cry with my loved ones, but I don't even understand myself at times...so how am I supposed to let them in? How to deal... how do I deal with all of my internal weighty life matters that I am silently dealing with? I let myself, NO I make myself suffer alone...when all I want is to be held by Him! So why do I run and hide from Him and my loved ones at times? I am working on this............

Today is a good day. I am making small baby steps towards progress in my life. These steps might not seem like such a big deal or even a big step at all really, to all of you and to the world. I have always been different. Everything that the other kids and teens found to be easy, I fought tooth and nail not to do and not to have to deal with it! The easy things in life, which are seemingly easy to everyone else, but me, feel like large mountains that I must conquer daily. Talking to people is hard for me, I have to purpose myself to do so, especially on the business front. Talking to people at times scares me to death!!!

Today I went to the Red Cross and signed up to take their First Aid and Infant/Child CPR courses next month. This to me was a big deal... Momma pulled up in the parking lot, and I looked at her saying 'well, aren't you gonna come in?' Momma said 'No.' So I walked up to the door, walked into the office and talked to a very nice older gentleman about the what-when-and-how much. Needless to say, my hands were shaking slightly at my sides as I reached down searching through my purse looking for my checkbook. I made sure I knew where and when both of the courses would be held at and a t what times, got my information packet and booklets, and went on my way.

Talking to the man there at the Red Cross wasn't so bad after all. Making those phone calls about those courses around town earlier this week wasn't half bad either. I manged to talk to people about business.....and I didn't drop dead...nor did I freeze in paralyzing fear. I am glad my momma said 'No' when I asked her to come in with me today. Sometimes trying to stand up, making a move as an adult, is a very terrifying thing, and you feel all alone to boot. Like it's just me alone against the world! Isn't that silly though? I am NEVER ALONE! 'Hello McFly!' I have my God by my side! At times I want to revert to being a child again, where there was nothing but unaware innocence intact, endless time and the worries were so smaller than they are now.

I am so proud of myself....making a small bold step in my life today. I know it is a small step, really, but I know that I want to work in a servant/ care-taker job position somewhere....the best way to start was to go sign up for courses. I do not know where God will lead me to apply for a job at.....or why I felt I just HAD to go sign up for First Aid and CPR courses. I have been fighting against taking (really telling my momma that I didn't need to all these years...) these courses for years, and yet I just knew that I need to. So I am signed up.

I am joyful in the small steps. I am joyful in that I know, in the midst of my fears, letting them go and letting my God make moves in my life is the way to really make a life MOVE. Did I mention that my laptop was fixed this week and that I did not get charged for it! It was going to cost a lot of money to fix it, what with my computer being destroyed by 3 ravaging Trojan Horse viruses. God is good......Mr. Zo is so awesome....he fixed my laptop! I am rambling, but I am so excited about taking the courses next month, getting my laptop fixed and just knowing that My King will lead me to make the right Moves if I will cast my cares upon Him!

I'm Singing!
-Daughter of the King

Love...Always Trusts

Hi everyone! I have been blogging for quite some time now on the theme of love. Today the aspect of love "we" will be exploring is trust. For todays blog entry I am putting my trust in someone whom I love very much. I am visiting my boyfriend Jared, who is an aspiring author himself. (He's really good by the way!) So I am gonna hand over the laptop now, and trust in Jared...let's see what he has to say on the aspect of love: always trusts.
"Awright, how ya'll doing? Now that I've gotten your interest with an interesting, out of character opening, let me say what an honor it is to be typing on a page I usually only have the ability to read. As they say on DeviantArt, a web site I frequently work on, it's 'Awesomenessplz'. :D
All right, now, in an effort to be of any semblance of the word serious on this, the subject today is on the subject of love, specifically in the fact that it always trusts. I know what used to go through my mind with the word 'love' every time I heard it. My imagination would start flashing images of old Disney films, complete with happy, feel good romantic endings and all the related 'sappery.' Now I am honestly all for sitting through a couple hours of animation gold, (I am an art buff, believe it or not) there was one thing about these old things that I used to not be fond of. The fact of how. . . . . . . easy it all was for those characters. Nowadays I know a bit more about storytelling, but all the same.
Love, so I have learned these past few years of the social stigmata known as adulthood, isn't so simple as finding the prince/princess/whatever the love interest was for the almighty scriptwriter's needs, boy I have learned otherwise. I had a rough n' tumble adolescence when it came to love. Lucky for me, right as I was coming into my own and starting to get just what love is, lo and behold I meet a beautiful princess (no exaggeration there, her name means princess ;) ) of my own. But, just because you have said royalty in your life, it doesn't mean you've got the perfect life ahead of you, that little fine line between 'popsicles and plum trees' and 'heck yeah, I'm Superman' (don't sue me DC, please). Oh no, it doesn't matter what the looks have to do with it, there will always be the little things you'll find to squabble about. Most of the time, you look back and realize how stupid the argument was.
Rambled a bit there....
My point is.... love is something you just have to choose to have. You have to choose to laugh with, agree to disagree with, cry with, take care of, and trust and forgive, each other. Sarah is trusting me at the moment to write out the material for an entry, which she has proven to be quite the fighting force with. She trusts me on it, and as corny and anticlimactic as that sounds, I find that it still makes-a me smile (Italian accent)
So, since I am running out of writing steam, let me be the first to say in a *shameless plug* read what this woman has to say. She doesn't know I am typing this at the moment, but she has a mind and heart you just don't see anymore, one I find myself drawn to more and more. As I end my *shameless plug* here, this is Jared, in all his good humor and odd ideas of typing in 3rd person, signing off. 'Til next time, friends!"