The Cokebook Entries

I wish for God to be in control of my writings....The entries throughout that don't reflect that are representative of me trying to take control, but failing miserably (or... appearing to do so...).... (And times of pain and suffering, whether current or revisited... that skew my representation of the situation that I'm actually in... C.S. Lewis puts it appropriately when he mentions that any man may be mistaken as to the situation he may truly belong to.... and it can indeed be a comforting thought)

May we all keep in mind that these are thoughts and stories, in some ways temporary, in response to other thoughts or inspirations or situations, varius stimuli, and may change as time passes. If they weren't (temporary), they would become something else entirely(than thoughts)...

I also want to make note the dichotomy of the entries that appear here... But I can rightly justify them as the result of a completely incomplete human person.  On the one hand, they can be poignant, and on the other, simple. They can come across intelligent or hard to follow... perhaps both at times. Such is it to be human, to possess real gripping emotion that eaks out in sweet verse, or heartache, wrenching words simple and yet meaningful. I hope to make no apologies unless otherwise required, for I am, prone to such tendencies as being man allows.

Thanks to you, friends, for your constant inspirations... and to God of course for inspiration, but also for putting you all into my life, and for the role he plays in this as it all unfolds, as healing and memory all sort of wrap it's way into this story of my life, intricately told out in literature and poema.
I love you all, (half as well as I should like, and less than half as much as you deserve *winks*)
(but that is always increasing and decreasing, Thanks be to God)
Rob
'The Cokebook Writer'
(if I don't have a cocacola and my notebook with me... it's an odd day... )

P.S.  This will always lead the page, other entries will go underneath.

P.S.S. Check out the Inklings' Seed(Issue 4 is out... You can email me at Flynwyr@aim.com if you want to see it or the old issues, if you have ideas for the new site, or if you have ways you'd like to contribute to future publications... We're also planning on having a temporary website up very soon, in which you can find all the old goodies and lots more! Also, if you'd like to support us in getting our own domain... let me know! God Bless!)

(and contribute, we inklings are always looking for stories of how God is affecting your life... it doesn't have to be a great piece of work... just with and of God, or giving the impression there of, is great... Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from... )

P.S.S.S. Unless I make quote or reference to someone else in these entries.... They are in fact of my hand... and not of another, though they may reak of similar thought and similar story. Ideas, by this time, are hardly ever original... Was there ever another who did not experience love? Who did not experience pain or hardship? Who did not experience struggles, trials? These stories we tell are much the same, but characterized in our own pen in our own hand... if pen or hand are even how we wish to define them. As writer.. I give some credit to those whom I take heed to, but do not discredit myself to put my name along each and every entry that I have written. They are mine, unless I tell you otherwise, and I shall hope that to be sufficient. That being said, I wish to give full credit to God, who has given all, that I would be uncapable of anything if not for his careful hand.