Saturday, May 30, 2020

Never too Late for Love


Never too Late for Love 

Several years ago, I worked for a mortgage company.  The phone rang; it was my turn to answer it.  “Thank you for calling Chitwood Mortgage,” I said in my most cheerful, smiling voice.  A very masculine voice replied: “Thank you for answering.”  His voice got my attention immediately.  I straightened up and began taking down information to start the loan process.  For some silly reason, I didn’t understand, his voice gave me a slight shiver.

When I hung up the phone, I told my co-workers I had just taken the coolest application.  Then, I Informed them that I might marry the man.  Everyone thought that was funny and we all had a good laugh.   The loan progressed in the usual manner; I had the good fortune to be the person who always collected necessary documents from the applicant.  

I began to think about Walt (that was his name), and reached the decision to call him and ask him out.  I was in my middle sixties, and asking a man out was not in keeping with my southern upbringing.  I told the girls I worked with about my plan and was informed that calling him was a conflict of interest.  Oops, no problem, I would have to wait until we closed the loan.  

So, I waited!  The loan was closed and I made the phone call.  We went to dinner on Friday evening.  We had a lovely meal and chatted until the waitress was tired of refilling our glasses.  He took me home, walked me to the door, and said he would be in touch.  All the next two weeks, I waited for a phone call, but none came.   I was confused!  Did I just imagine that we had a good time and got on well with each other?   

I’m sorry to say that I actually chased this man until he caught me.  I went shopping at the new pharmacy, where he was manager,   When I walked in, he saw me and came over to say hello.  I asked him if he could help me find a few things and handed him my list.  He read the items out loud:  lotion, toothpaste, body wash, and WALTER.  He looked down at me: “WALTER?” He said with the cutest grin.  I looked at him and smiled.  After that day we became an item, but the best was yet to come. 

A few months later, he invited me to go with him to a Christmas toy drive for kids.  Each person was to bring a toy.  He told me not to pick up one, as he had already purchased one for me.  When we arrived at the drop off for the toys, he opened his trunk and it was bursting at the seams with toys.  I fell madly in love at that moment.  We were married three months later, and we have been blessed with our “Happy ever after” for twelve years now.   




Sunday, March 15, 2020

Interrview


 CHRISTIAN POETS AND WRITERS  Interview with Christian poet and creative writer Nellie Leverette Wasilewski, by: Mary Harwell Sayler, Founder

Nellie, first I want to congratulate you on having poetry published recently in such fine literary e-zines as Haiku JournalThe Barefoot ReviewThree Line PoetryPoetry Quarterly, and 50 Haikus – super!
Now I know you started writing as a child in Marshall County, TN, but tell us when you realized you wanted to be a writer.
I really don't know the answer to that question. I think I spoke poetry before I could write it. I had a vivid imagination as a child and almost anything could turn into a story, a poem, or a play. I used to perform for my family and make up the play as I went. I think it has always been there, a special blessing from God.
Definitely! Does the Bible affect your writing projects and/or your writing life?
The Bible is mostly poetry and beautiful to read. I have to constantly rely on scripture to guide me in my writing. Jeremiah 29:11 is a guiding light for me. "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." I try not to be apprehensive or anxious about my writing, and this particular scripture keeps me on track. I believe that whatever the Lord's plans are will be revealed to me in God’s time.
Good thoughts for Christian poets and writers to hear too! Thanks. What other suggestions would you like to offer?
Don't stop writing! Try to write about the things you love. After you write a piece, put it out of sight for a while, and then go back and read it aloud, edit, and revise. (I believe I heard that from you.) Pray before you start a new work, pray while you are writing it, and pray when you finish it. Turn it over to the Lord while you search for publishers and trust that it will end up in the right place, whether it is with a publisher or simply someone who will profit from your writing.
Excellent attitude! What else encourages you to keep writing?
Upon retirement, my boss ask me what I planned to do with all that free time, and I told her I planned to write and maybe try to get some of my work published. It was a fleeting thought, not something I actually planned on too much. I am a firm believer that God sends us the right person at the right time to tell us what we need to hear. Mary, you were that person for me. When I said I didn't think so, you believed that I could. I joined the Christian Poets and Writers group on Facebook and began to feel more comfortable with the literary world. Also, I am a huge fan of God’s canvas, and I love nature. There is nothing more beautiful than a natural waterfall.
The beauties and rhythms of nature often inspire me too, but I keep wondering how we can bring this into the church. In what ways do you think our writings can help to strengthen the church Body of Christ?
Recently, I was in the hospital family waiting room and overheard a lady on the phone crying and in much distress. We prayed together and as the morning stretched into early evening, I read her one of my poems. She told me it was exactly what she needed to hear, and it made her feel better. You never know what simple thing, such as a poem, may touch someone. That is the second time recently I have had that happen. If only a few people can find peace in my poetry or devotionals, then I am doing what I am supposed to do.
What a wonderful way to make a difference and bring healing one-on-one, Nellie! Hmmm, come to think of it, that's also how Jesus approached people - as individuals. What do you hope your writing will accomplish in general?
Make people happy, or in some small way, give them peace, hope, and encouragement. My goal is to bring people closer to Jesus Christ by writing about everyday things with which they can identify. When I worked with the public, I answered the phone with a smile, and it reflected in my voice. I try to write with a smile in my devotionals and hope that smile reflects in my work. The main thing is to edify the Lord in word and in deed.
You certainly do that, Nellie! Thank you for helping us to do that too. God bless.
© 2014 Mary Harwell Sayler, interviewer


Friday, March 8, 2019

The Last Race


  1. When I was a young mother, I used to drag race at a track in Huntsville, Alabama,  I have to admit that I loved the thrill of it all.  Something seemed to change gears in me as I changed the gears of the car.  The focus was on the track and knowing exactly when to shift gears.  At the speed I was traveling, I could not worry about the car running next to me, to do so could have been fatal.  I was top eliminator every week, and I was quite sure that nothing could ever be as exciting as that feeling.  But, something happened.  I was just out of the starting gate and I saw, in my peripheral vision, a child running toward the track.  That child was mine!  
          I stopped my car in the middle of the track.  It was then that I realized, my baby could have never reached the track, because the fence guarding the spectators was too high.  I sat there until I could compose myself and slowly drove my car car off the tracks.  

Something happened to me that day, I lost the race, but something greater took place - I grew up in that moment, and I knew then my racing days were over.  I was so thankful that my daughter was unharmed.  She had been running to the fence to see the race better.   

Years later when I gave my life to God. I looked back at that day  with no regrets, and I realized that something more wonderful and exciting had certainly taken place in my life.  Living a life of service and working for the Father has been a most exciting journey.   I belonged to the Lord long before I knew it, and He had always watched over me.  Thank you, Jesus

Thought for the Day:  Psalm 121:8 - The Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.

Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Nells’ Wisdom

                 
                    NELLS’ WISDOM


“Imperfection is our best chance for improvement”

"Failures are hand grips on your way upward."

"When you are as low as you can get, then it is time to look up." 


“When God starts the wheels in your life turning, get ready to roll."


Thursday, May 3, 2018

Some Friends Are Keepers

Scripture for Today:  1 Samuel 18:  1- 4 (NIV)                         


Verse for Today:  1Samuel 18-1 NIV After David had finished talking with Saul, Jonathan became one in spirit with David, and he loved him as himself. 

Thought for the Day:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own, and the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known. 
— C. Austin Miles

A saying that goes around on social media declares that good friends don't have to talk or see one another to remain best friends. How can you remain close to a person that you never speak with or see? The truth is you will grow apart, and become distant acquaintances.  Best friends are different because you know everything about them and share in all their hopes and dreams from day to day.

In my relationship with God, if I should go long periods without speaking with Him or reading my Bible, we will grow apart.  I can only remain close to God through prayer, and the reading of His word. He already knows everything about me, and I have an insatiable desire to know about Him. By reading my Bible, I am learning the ways of my best friend, and when I spend time with Him, I have confidence that He will listen to me and respond. I thank Him for the little things He does for me, I tell Him my troubles, and I celebrate my successes with Him. Close contact is essential for any friendship, and I honor my friendship with God by focusing on Him daily. 

Prayer:  Holy Father, help us to honor all of our friendships. Teach us your ways so that our friendship with you becomes an unbreakable bond.  We pray in the mighty name of Jesus, Amen


Thursday, March 8, 2018

Lake Superior



 Acts 3:19 (NIV) Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord,

Thought for the Day: “Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

Lake Superior is a cold, deep, unforgiving and unwelcoming body of water. The lake's average depth is 483 feet and its length is 350 miles and empties into the St, Mary's River. These figures are daunting. The characteristics of the lake remind me of an unforgiving spirit. Those traits are as cold, deep, unforgiving and long as Lake Superior.

Praise the Lord, we have a Savior Who is just as deep and wide as Lake Superior; however, that is where the similarities end. Jesus is bigger than any cold dark lake. He is warm, forgiving and welcoming. His love is never-ending. When we empty our hearts to The Lord, read the Bible and follow His commands, we will be able to forgive each other as He has forgiven us.

Prayer:  Almighty God, Let us learn to be forgiving as we are forgiven by You.  Teach us to walk in the footsteps of the One who died, on the cross, for our forgiveness. We pray in the name of Jesus, Amen.


Friday, March 2, 2018

These Hallowed Halls



Years have stretched
and gone since these
hallowed halls were trodden. 
Each future was planned
contingent on circumstances
that dictated the outcome.

No one ever dreamed that
one day doors would close,
lights would dim forever,
locks would click, and the
building would stand forlorn. 

I imagine standing in the
vestibule, hearing faint
sounds of laughter and
mischief.

Time passes, life moves
on, but love and a special
bond brings us back time
and again to this place
where we grew, shared
dreams and hoped for the
future. Alas, we must
admit that we too have
changed.

We come together in
reunion, those feelings
shared so long ago come
in a rush to remind us—
some things never change.
Evening progresses into
night. and among nebulous
shadows of youth, a sagging
gate with rusted hinges
swings shut on vibrant
memories of yesteryear.


Thursday, February 15, 2018

Letting Go



 Come Holy Spirit!

Bind up the tendrils
of doubt, 
twist them
into braids
of faith

Come Holy Spirit!

Take away the 
ache of 
shortcomings, and
heal them with
a Holy band-aid of
God’s grace.

Come Holy Spirit

Create in us
a pure heart.
Give us courage 
to proclaim
His Majesty 
and the wisdom
to selflessly step 
aside, and let
the great Jehovah
have control.

Thursday, February 8, 2018

My Brother's Visit


 In a dream
of tangled clouds,
I chase you,
running
in and out of sunbeams.
Frightened
and unsure,
I call your name.
You laugh;
hide yourself
in the shadows,
I catch up;
you disappear.
Lingering
on the perimeter
of wakefulness,
I wait, and
hold my breath.
You turn
blow kisses,
and in a flash--
you're gone. Warmth
and joy vanish,
and I am left dangling
on the edge.

—Nells Wasilewski

Published Poetry Quarterly Summer 2017

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Lunch in the Garden

I invited a special friend for lunch today.  I had an extremely hard time deciding where we should meet.  After careful consideration, I decided on my garden.  

It's a lovely day with a warm spring breeze.   The bright sun and cornflower sky create their own picture of perfection.   A burst of scent floats on the air and tickles the nose with God's fragrance.  A bench, in the middle of the garden, surrounded by riotously blooming flowers, in beds and pots, is the spot I choose.  I have a nice pot of green tea steeping and cucumber sandwiches waiting.  I want everything to be just right.  After spending more time than usual on my appearance, I am ready to meet my friend for lunch.  

I walk into the garden with great anticipation, because I know He is waiting for me.  I can feel His presence.  I smile and He smiles back.  I sit down with Him and pour tea.  I open my Bible and our lunch begins.  

Psalm 119:103 King James Version (KJV)
How sweet are thy words unto my taste! Yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!
Also read: Matthew 4:4

Thought for the Day:  The amount of time we spend with Jesus - meditating on His Word and His majesty, seeking His face - establishes our fruitfulness in the kingdom.
Charles Stanley

Prayer:  Dear Lord, thank you for giving us your spirit.  May You always be the object of our praise and adoration. Help us to follow your commands and remember that this life is a mere sojourn until we reach our forever home with You.  
In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ   Amen

—Nells Wasilewski

Published Penned From the Heart  2015



Wednesday, January 24, 2018

The Storm that Never Happened


It was on a Wednesday, in the afternoon, when weather reports started flashing like lightening of the encroaching storm. My friend Barbara and I were at our church volunteering. We were on the second floor when another warning alarm sounded. Weather warnings were furiously flashing on her phone to take cover immediately. We  headed to the basement suggested that others take the warning and go as well.  We had no takers, so we went alone.

We ensconced ourselves in the ladies restroom, and together we rode out the storm. It was such a peaceful and calming experience to sit there with her and chat about inconsequential things that were happening in our lives. Barbara made a statement, while we were waiting, that will stay with me always. She has the sweetest most soothing voice, and she said to me: "If it gets really bad what better place to be than in our church?" After twenty or thirty minutes, Barbara received a notification that the worst had passed.

Upon returning to the upper level of the church, we learned that the storm never happened. The worst of it was some high winds and a sprinkle or two. The storm may never have happened, but
a beautiful thing happened that day. I have always loved Barbara, but, now, a new dimension has been introduced to our friendship--one of trust with new insights of who we are. I know in my heart that it was more than riding out a storm together; because, upon leaving the basement, my heart was full of God's love.


Thought for the Day: Colossians 3:12 (NIV)
12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.

Prayer: Elohei Chasdi-God of my goodness, kindness, and faithfulness, thank you for sending friends to ease us through difficult situations. Show us how to express our gratitude to each other and to You. In the name of our Savior and your Son, Amen.

Published Ruby Magazine 2017

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Too Wired for Lunch



Have you ever invited someone to lunch, and they immediately check their "List" to see if they can work you in? If they have a vacancy, you can set a date to have lunch, and perhaps enjoy your friendship for an hour. It can be a relaxing exchange of stories, catching up and sharing ideas, or it can turn into a phone watching event. That happened to me recently, and I have to admit the experience left me feeling bereft, demeaned, hurt and more than a little angry.

I've thought about that encounter many times since. I am well aware that we all have appointments and engagements we have to keep, but careless tact can make one wonder just how meaningful the friendship is. I have come to this conclusion, if someone is gracious enough to ask you to lunch, show them the courtesy and respect that you would like to be shown. Put you phone away, and focus on the time you have available to enjoy a meal together.

When we approach God, needing to spend time with Him, He cordially invites us In. He doesn't become too preoccupied to listen to us. He gives us His full attention. The Lord shows us how important we are to Him, and how much He loves for us to seek His presence. Matthew 22: 34-40 tells us that when Jesus was asked what the greatest command was he answered: “‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like it: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments hang all the Law and the Prophets.” By obeying these commands we can convey to others the same warmth and fellowship that Jesus shared during His ministry.

Bible Verse:  “So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets. Matthew 7:12 (ESV)

Thought for the Day: In all that surrounds him, the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait. ~J. Petit-Senn

Prayer:  Elohim Kedoshim, Holy God, thank you for paying attention to our lives, and showing us how much we mean to you. Help us to show that same love and respect for others. We pray in Jesus' precious name, Amen.