Happy 500th!

You read that right! 500th! reformation2017-logo-color-vr

“500th what, Al?”

Not only is it Halloween, but it’s the 500th anniversary of the Reformation!

You can find all the information here about Martin Luther, the Reformation, grace alone, and Christ.

Blessings and love, and a very happy Reformation to you all!

-Al ❤

And here is one of Martin Luther’s hymns. You can listen to it here.

A Mighty Fortress is Our God

1. A mighty Fortress is our God,
A trusty Shield and Weapon;
He helps us free from every need
That hath us now o’ertaken.
The old evil Foe
Now means deadly woe;
Deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight;
On Earth is not his equal.

2. With might of ours can naught be done,
Soon were our loss effected;
But for us fights the Valiant One,
Whom God Himself elected.
Ask ye, Who is this?
Jesus Christ it is.
Of Sabaoth Lord,
And there’s none other God;
He holds the field forever.

3. Though devils all the world should fill,
All eager to devour us.
We tremble not, we fear no ill,
They shall not overpower us.
This world’s prince may still
Scowl fierce as he will,
He can harm us none,
He’s judged; the deed is done;
One little word can fell him.

4. The Word they still shall let remain
Nor any thanks have for it;
He’s by our side upon the plain
With His good gifts and Spirit.
And take they our life,
Goods, fame, child and wife,
Let these all be gone,
They yet have nothing won;
The Kingdom our remaineth.

Hymn #262
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Psalm 46
Author: Martin Luther, 1529
Translated by: composite
Titled: “Ein’ feste Burg ist unser Gott”
Composer: Martin Luther, 1529
Tune: “Ein’ feste Burg”
1st Published in: Klug’s Gesangbuch
Town: Wittenberg, 1529


One Sentence Horror Stories (Halloween Edition)

Because it’s Halloween. Warning, these are pretty ridiculous because I love ridiculous horror stories and movies. They’re almost as ridiculous as my costume this year. 😉

The Werewolf

The fog rolled in from the lake quicker than expected giving him the perfect cover to bite the heads of the midnight joggers clean off.


She didn’t know she was dead until she accidentally possessed her boyfriend.

Vampire Boy

He sucked the human morsels dry with a bendy straw, just as he used when he was a human boy.

The Introvert

She had a heart attack when the person knocking on the door knocked again a second time.

Heehee! Happy Halloween!

That Old Book Keeps Getting More and More Interesting…

Ok, remember that old book The Silent World I have been making erasure poems out of? Well, I found something pretty interesting (at least I thought it was) stuck in the back of the book.

In the front of the book, there is a hand written note and an old newspaper clipping about the book. In the back of the book there was a photocopy of the newspaper clipping, but on the back of that were three typed poems.

Now, I googled these poems and found nothing on them. They have no author. They have some sort of language before the titles that I can’t translate. Of course, when I find poetry I’m pretty intrigued.

Now I feel pretty guilty about marking up the book and creating my own poetry in the pages, but weirdly enough there was another page with a typed poem that said it was inspired by a chapter in the book! WHAT?!

This book about deep sea diving adventures really gets us poetry writers going. So, thank you Captain Cousteau for sharing your adventures with the world.

Here’s one of the poems I found.

Be Happy
by Unknown

Let’s all be happy and have a glass of wine.
A glass of wine and my sweetheart in my arms
Gives me love and warms my soul.

Dealing with Judgemental People

We went grocery shopping today, as we usually do on days off, my husband, my toddler, and I. It was a pretty long morning for Bunny. She was tired, it was lunch time, and she was patiently waiting to get through the check-out line while an older woman counted all her coins and dollar bills ahead of us. We had spent about an hour shopping for groceries through a very busy store, and now she was stuck in line with nothing to do when all she wanted was to ride the moving horse near the front of the store and say “hi!” to all the people.

She decided that it was a good time to have some fun.

Bunny is a brilliantly intelligent 16 month old. She’s got a huge heart, she loves people, and she’s a very well behaved child. She decided that she would stand up in the cart seat even with the straps holding her in, and try to help Dada unload the groceries onto the conveyor belt for the nice cashier lady to scan. I thought it was sweet that she wanted to help Dada, but I told her she was going to fall or get twisted in the straps, so she needed to sit down. This is where her complaining came in, which was a series of grunts and pouts.

I tried as best as an almost eight month pregnant woman could to put her back in her seat while she started kicking at her unborn baby sister, and tired momma while she started to cry. All she wanted to do was help her dada, after all. What’s so bad about that?

Dada decided to reprimand her as well, and then there it was.

The judgement.

The lady behind us decided to say something completely judgemental and rude to her husband. About me.

“She shouldn’t be pregnant if she can’t discipline her own child correctly.”

I didn’t say anything, I just went about taking Bunny into my arms, consoling her, and taking her to the moving horse while Dada finished paying for our loot.

Of course, when I got into the car I burst out into tears. Who does that lady think she is? She doesn’t know us! She doesn’t know Bunny! She doesn’t know our situation! Who actually has the nerve to say such a thing about an already emotional pregnant woman?!

I was furious, and I felt guilty for reprimanding Bunny.

After a good cry and some calming down from my husband, I figured that that woman’s comment didn’t matter at all. I knew what was best for Bunny. I know what is best for Bunny. I don’t have to explain my reasoning, nor does any other parent who knows all about the joys of shopping with their little ones, behind my reprimanding. People are judgemental. People can be cruel. I won’t let that comment get me down, because I know I’m an awesome momma to my Bunny and Bear.

All you mommas out there don’t let other people’s rude comments get to you. You ladies (and guys who are dadas) rock! We’re doing our best for our children and anyone who thinks otherwise doesn’t need us to give them the time or day. Keep doing what you’re doing, momma! I’m not going to judge you.

Blessings and love,
-Al ❤


So, October is going bye-bye until next year, and November is almost upon us.

This means my posts are going to be unpredictable and few. (Probably)

I’m going to try and keep up my posting here, but as you know I’ve got a novel to finish.

I hope you guys are having a beautiful day wherever you are!

And here’s to my favorite month and to novel writing!

Blessings and love,
-Al ❤

writer’s life for me

writer’s life for me

she jokes
about a muse

while her face glows
from a laptop light

while her lips sink
into a dark mocha

while soft beats
tickle her eardrums

while her fingers
create things

her muse can see

A. M. Yeager


Since I have a lot of pages to work with in that old book I found at that yard sale, I decided to skim through and try to find a new poem hidden within all those words. Here is another one I found from The Silent World.

Sea Companions

feet down in naked detail

we saw a horrible bright.

let go
plummet through empty space

see        each other      gross, unfamiliar

suspended in the spell.


with flora and fauna


we hung on
by a breeze
the void
pluming toward the sky.

It was not like the sea.

A. M. Yeager