Somewhere in cyber space, I have two blogs. This one and one on Blogger. Somewhere, I have Facebook, a Miz Mike Page for Facebook (Miz Mike is the main character in my Christian mystery-romance-suspense, released by Sunpenny Publishing) and Twitter. Only, I don’t think anyone reads the blogs because I think like me–they can’t find them! Someday I may get smart enough to figure out how to link everything together so folks will know the blogs are out there. But for now, I just wish I had God’s Overview. He could see the entire structure of cyber space all at one time and He would know where everything is. But it wouldn’t matter to Him. He is the first and the last, the beginning and the end…He doesn’t need computers or cyber space. But since I don’t have His overview…how I wish I could figure all this out!

We didn’t have computers when I was in school. I graduated from a high school in Georgia. We were the largest graduating class in the history of the school, 31 students, most of whom went on to college. No football team, just basketball. No track, we just ran around a dirt field jumping hurdles. After school we went home to help our parents with gardens, or farming or whatever was required of us. My family had a roadside zoo. So I went home to feed the lion.

Alan got raked over the coals by some folks in the church who thought The Scent of Time was too sexy. These were the mysterious, “some people.” No one seems to want to disclose the names of who these “some people” are. Curious, that. The Scent of Time is a brilliant, realistic story, well worth a read. It’s not too sexy, it’s too real: both exciting and moving. A great book written by a great guy! And this controversy will probably help it sell! Perhaps I need to stir up a “stooshie” to sell my book, Bridge to Nowhere!

We sometimes fear things that really can’t hurt us, or that if they do hurt us, inflict only momentary pain–not that anyone likes hurting! Some people are allergic to bee stings and have reason to be afraid of flying insects. But I’ve seen normal, healthy folks clear fences, barricade themselves behind closed doors and leap out of moving cars–to avoid getting stung by a bee. One bee. Don’t let the fear of one bee keep you out of the garden! Enjoy the gifts of life and beauty that God has given. The imagination of how much a bee sting will hurt is greater than the reality. Be like Miz Mike in Bridge to Nowhere: never let adventure pass you by unmolested–even if it means an occasional bee sting. And if that quote doesn’t make much sense now, order Bridge to Nowhere by Sunpenny Publishing and read the book! Happy gardening!

Yes, Hello World! I’m thankful to WordPress for allowing folks to have free blogs, but I would like the blogs under my name to be things that I actually wrote! For example, I am so proud of my husband, Alan McKean. Not only has he written The Scent of Time, a thrilling “can’t put down” first novel, but he is celebrating 30 years in the ministry on Monday. Praise the LORD! I’m pretty sure that will be mentioned in his two churches tomorrow, and being the humble, wonderful man he is–he will be embarrassed! Congratulations, Darling! I expect you’ll read this sometime when it’s not so late and we’re not both so tired. Even the dog is tired. She went running with me tonight. She’s never run that far before in her life since she spent the first two years of her life in an upstairs apartment flat!