Repost of “Flowers”

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Reposting this poem from October 2014. You can find this poem and other inspirational poetry on simplymoores.com/publishing, in God First Volume I and Volume II, and they are free reading. While you are there please check out the other titles and check back for more releases in time for the holidays. 🎅 ⛄️ 🙂

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When the world seems extra down,
And Life has donned a grayish frown,
I see color all around,
In the trees and on the ground,
Such beauty makes me smile;

For in a second, minute, or hour,
My mood can change from being sour,
Wrapped within the healing power,
Of the magic gift inside a flower,
Given to see my smile;

As Jesus Christ once did say,
King Solomon in grand array,
Could not come close in his day,
To match the beauty on display,
of God’s flowers, that make us smile.

Go With God!!!

© 2014 Ann Moore

God’s Beauty

LRM_EXPORT_20170929_112848Grand Canyon: South Rim: Mather Point

Recently I was blessed to be able to visit some places, that I haven’t seen since I was a child. The Grand Canyon was one of those places. My initial reaction: #mindblown 😮
My brother recently gave nature the best title: “God’s Art.” And so it is!!!

*Of note: when you pay for your pass into the park, it’s $30, but the pass is good for the entire week,*
After we paid for our pass at the Ranger Station, we thought we saw glimpses of the canyon through the tree line, but not enough to draw any conclusions, or gasps. When we parked in the designated parking area, everything was trees, cars, and people, (lots of people depending upon the time.) We didn’t get the full experience of the canyon until the sidewalk wound around some trees and there it was: Oh My Gosh!!!!!!! All of the pictures we took over a couple of days, could never deliver the same experience as standing at the edge of that vast beauty. Whereas many people at the park talked about how long the park took to “evolve” –their words Not mine– we beheld the beautiful Handiwork of God, giving Him the rightful credit as the Creator of All things!!!

If I have a point to this post, it is this: God made all things, and His Beauty is all around us, if we just take the time to appreciate His artistry. Although I highly recommend everyone to go see the Grand Canyon, at least once in your life, I’m very happy that God shares His Beauty with us everyday in our lives. It may be in the smile of your child, or the kindness shown to you from a friend or stranger; it may be in the guise of a perfect sunrise, or the comfort of a peaceful sunset.

In the Beauty of His Love,
Go With God!!!
Ann Moore

Three Years Ago, Today

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SEPTEMBER 28, 2014

From This Heart to Yours

God is Good and all wisdom comes from Him.  The best book I have ever read, or ever will, is the Bible.  I will not get into semantics over versions, as I still read the King James Bible, from which my Dad taught me to read.

Yes, I learned to read from the Bible. I would sit on my Dad’s knee, and his thumbnail would underline the words as he would read it aloud.  As a small child I fell in love with the history of David and Goliath. The thought of God fighting for, and through, a small boy, gave me Hope.  That David was a man after God’s Heart, and was given to write some of the most beautiful songs and poetry of all time, inspired me.  I have never held another book that could draw me in, and captivate me the same way.

I also grew to be so inspired by the way the words were drawn, in our old Family Bible, that I learned calligraphy and stylized writing forms.  I learned to read and write from that Awesome Book.  More importantly, I learned about the One,  Jesus Christ my Savior, who personified what True Love is all about.

If this blog was only started for this testimony, I am very Happy to share.  🙂 If you want to read the only book that is known as God’s Word, get the Bible, and see if you can truly read it like any other book.  If you can or if you cannot, I’ll pray for you either way.  Here’s wishing you God’s Love and Wisdom. 🙂 🙂 🙂
© 2014 Ann Moore

Happy Anniversary: Three Years with WordPress.

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Three years ago today, I was exploring a way to consolidate my writings, both personal and professional, as a sort of portfolio. After speaking with several writers at the local Whole Foods Market, WordPress was the name commonly tossed back and forth. I had briefly heard of WordPress, and decided to read about what this site had to offer, and see for myself what product could bring a group of unrelated individuals to an actual consensus. 🙂

  1. First impression: It’s Free!! 😉
  2. Second impression: It’s fairly easy to get started, choose a theme for the site (many free themes), and select a banner for the site. Voila! Annswebb was born.

Wow, that was three years ago!!
I have been asked a few times over the past few years, or was it just once,🤔 why is the site called Annswebb?  Well, I’ll share it now:

The site needed a name. (No, that is not the only explanation) 🙂  Since my name is Ann, and I was posting to the “web,” as it were, it made sense. Also, adding an extra “b” added it’s own identity. However, there is a story that started many years ago, that seemed to bring Annswebb to life:

When I was young, I would often get sick in the winter time. The area in which we lived was very cold, and while my brothers and sisters were able to go outside, I would be stuck inside; miserable at being sick, and also not enjoying the snowy bliss. I remember one winter when I was nearing the end of my grammar school years, and I was old enough to realize that building snow forts would soon be considered too young for my age. Sick and in pain, I watched as my siblings laughed and played in the snow,  while it seemed that my childhood snowy play time floated away like so many of the erstwhile seasons.

My Dad (capitalized out of love and respect) would try to cheer me up through my different and varied childhood illnesses. Dad was always trying to make things as equitable as possible for all of his children, but what could be done for a child who was not well enough to join in on a snowball fight? Well, after teaching me his secret recipe for homemade hot cocoa, which worked a couple of times, he engaged my imagination.

He encouraged me to write about snowball fights, sled rides, building snow forts, etc. At first, I was not very amused; however, I could add a happy ending to the snowball wars against my older brother. I once wrote a short story about how a snow ball grew, rolled down hill, and leveled my brother’s snow fort. My brother was not amused, but everyone else laughed.
Little by little, I got into the empathy of writing. Dad would make sure that I had some sort of little desk in my room, on which to put my writing utensils. He encouraged my writing, and often asked, “Have you written anything lately?” I had to admit, writing stories was much better than sitting around and moping. Also, Dad would bring me special snacks, because he hated to see any of his children sick, and he also said that writing was a mental work-out which required special “brain-food.” Dad was always considerate like that; and totally cool!! 🙂

Some of my earliest writings were in the form of inspirational poetry. I remember Dad asking different questions, making sure that I was writing from the heart, and not just to hear words rhyming together. My writing desk was usually positioned somewhere near a window, usually near the corner of the room. This one place we lived, there was a persistent spider web that would not go away. Although I never saw the spider, anytime I would sit down to write, I would see the spider web. No matter how many times I knocked it down with a broom, it would magically appear in a day or two, or the next time I sat down to write. I finally left it there when I wrote my last letter in that room, before shipping off to boot camp. The letter was telling my Dad, and even my siblings, (wink, wink) how much I would miss them, and how much I loved them all.

That writing desk in the corner, and that web, were the basis for Annswebb. This blog was to be my corner of the web, and that is how it all started three years ago today. Even though it began as an idea to consolidate my writings, I realized I had a deeper inspiration: To share the love of my Father in Heaven, through His Son, while honoring a loving Dad who was never too busy to encourage and inspire a sick child, in a world before there were home computers, internet, cell phones, social media, or any of this “modern” stuff.

I hope you enjoyed this post, and check back, because I’ll be re-posting my very first post from three years ago.

Go With God!!!
Ann Moore

Resubscribe

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…I was recently informed that many of the followers for the Annswebb blog were lost due to a porting issue, when the blog switched to the new site: SimplyMooreS.com. If you would like to subscribe to the new blog, you can CLICK HERE to resubscribe. For any of my original subscribers, or anyone who subscribes in the month of September, if you like any of the products and services that you see on the new site, just let me know! To celebrate my 3 years with WordPress this month, I will offer my subscribers 30% off any of the products or services listed on there, until the end of September 2017. 🙂

P.S. My humble “thanks” to everyone who has followed my blog, as well as those who have read my blog. My moniker is changing from Annswebb to Simply Ann. 🙂 Hope you join us on our new adventure soon! 🙂

Flowers

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Reposting this poem from October 19, 2014. You can find this poem and other inspirational poetry on simplymoores.com/publishing, in God First Volume I and Volume II, and they are free reading. While you are there please check out the other titles and check back for more releases in time for the holidays. 🎅 ⛄️ 🙂

~~~~~~~
When the world seems extra down,
And Life has donned a grayish frown,
I see color all around,
In the trees and on the ground,
Such beauty makes me smile;

For in a second, minute, or hour,
My mood can change from being sour,
Wrapped within the healing power,
Of the magic gift inside a flower,
Given to see my smile;

As Jesus Christ once did say,
King Solomon in grand array,
Could not come close in his day,
To match the beauty on display,
of God’s flowers, that make us smile.
© 2014 Ann Moore