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  • Lynda Jones-Burns 2:50 pm on November 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    It’s a Bouncing Baby Girl 

    Hey everybody, my baby is born!!! She’s even more beautiful than I imagined. Her name, A Complicated Love Song, fits her perfectly. The twists and turns along the main character Bettina Charles’s journey are indeed complex. In fact, the activity can be likened to a metronome—moving back and forth from happy-glad to gloomy-sad.

    As a good piece of literature, this mainstream fiction novel is a page-tuner—suspenseful, humorous, and emotionally stirring. There are even a few historical tidbits thrown in for good measure. If you ever wanted to jump inside of another persona, A Complicated Love Song is the perfect vehicle. Upon climbing aboard Good Ship Tina, you’ll have the opportunity to record an album, perfect dancing and entertainment skills, be catered to by an entourage, and receive accolades from your adoring fans. As part of the package deal, however, you will experience adverse effects manifested as loss, lies, and loneliness—pesky paparazzi, preposterous propaganda, and private problems presented to the public. Above all other discoveries, the strength found in God’s love is ever-present.

    Determined Lynda’s Final Thought for the Moment: Every now and again, it’s good to disappear in plain sight, experience adventure, and return unscathed. A Complicated Love Song is that kind of escapade. —Lynda has magic to do. Do you?

    Copyright © 2014, Lynda Jones-Burns. All Rights Reserved.

     
  • Lynda Jones-Burns 3:03 pm on November 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    A Friend Met Me at the Corner 

    During my morning devotion, I prayed for a release from the anxiety that was pressing me about the approaching birth of my fiction novel: A Complicated Love Song. Upon leaving my home to begin my morning two-mile walk through the neighborhood, something happened out of the ordinary. There were no cars passing and no people moving about. As I walked towards the corner, the sky was a brilliant blue and my body was being warmed by the sun and the Son.

    When I reached the end of the block and pointed my body to the left, the Comforter met me at the turning point. The all-consuming elation was like a cocoon and it engulfed me. I was overcome with unspeakable joy and also contentment.

    As we walked along, my voice box was frozen, so I lifted my hands and waved my arms to show appreciation. It felt as though I was walking with my best friend and never had I felt so protected. I was so grateful and it was reassuring to know that the Holy Spirit had actually taken a little time to walk with me.

    Determined Lynda’s Final Thought for the Moment: The encounter taught me that, sometimes, prayers and petitions can be hand-delivered. I had only to quiet my mind and open my heart to receive Him. —Lynda has magic to do. Do you?

    Copyright © 2014, Lynda Jones-Burns. All Rights Reserved.

     
    • Nzinga 6:17 am on November 16, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for sharing. The Creator have given you an amazing talent. Good luck with your book. Can’t wait :)))))

    • Linda Moore 6:54 pm on November 8, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I was elated as I read your writing about your walk with the Holy Spirit. It is always refreshing to know that people you love truly love Jesus too. As, I read your writings of how you felt protected by the Holy Spirit. I truly understand because I have been developing a closer walk with Jesus too . It’s good to know Jesus left so that the comforter will come to help and protect us. How good is that especially when life can be so challenging sometimes . I’m so proud of you that you have stepped out of self to let God use you in expressive writing . I wish you sucess in your book. Love your cousin and Sister in Christ Linda Moore

    • John Joseph 4:46 pm on November 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      God is good

  • Lynda Jones-Burns 1:03 pm on November 4, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Run When It’s Time to Go! 

    I found out the hard way not to stay when it’s time to go. The place where I tarried too long—the dreadful environment—was my last job. There, you have it. My first problem was laid before me. I was holding tight to something that didn’t belong to me. Since I wasn’t a company owner, it wasn’t—MY JOB to begin with.

    That place of employment wasn’t a professional dream situation. I wasn’t doing what I loved for a company with scruples. In terms of office morale, other staffers were miserable as well. We were micro-managed, criticized, and required to do more with no emotional attagirls/attaboys or increased financial incentives.

    In terms of an upward climb, forget about it. The firm was focused on profit margins, not professional mobility unless you were a member of their “Good Ole Clan.” At the prison camp—I mean the job, the atmosphere was not cute, pleasant, and didn’t qualify as meaningful. The work wasn’t about making a difference to a life or a community. That should have been my only reason to toss self-preservation aside.

    I often asked myself. “Determined Lynda, why did you stay in that hell hole when God had long revealed to you in so many ways that it was past time to go?” The reason was disobedience. I remained because, for a brief moment in time, I forgot who fed and clothed me. I actually believed that job was the only means to my end. Because I convinced myself to believe that comedy, I settled for a little of nothing instead of opening my eyes to a lot of everything.

    Well, long after it was time to go, the noose was tightened so severely that my physical and emotional health was on life support—waning rapidly. That was God’s way to force me to get up from that desk, move out of that cubicle, and sashay to the closest big red, lighted sign reading: EXIT. Lo and behold, instead of fear, there was freedom on the other side of that door. Instead of the poor house, there was peace. I restarted my professional engine, solely focused on completing my assignment while doing something I loved—writing A Complicated Love Song. And guess what! To the slightest iota, that nightmare job hasn’t entered my mind. I haven’t looked back.

    Determined Lynda’s Final Thought for the Moment: If your situation is similar, I suggest that when you know better, do better. Don’t be as bold as me and walk out, but devise an escape plan. Start digging yourself a tunnel. When the coast is clear, crawl for your life. Nothing’s going to change, so get the hell out of there! —Lynda has magic to do. Do you?

    Copyright © 2014, Lynda Jones-Burns. All Rights Reserved.

     
    • John Joseph 4:49 pm on November 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Got to be ready for a change when the time is right. Right-on my sister!!

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