Mocha with Linda

TSMSS - Come to Jesus

2012-01-28T00:01:00.000-06:00

I hadn't heard this song in awhile until a friend sang it at his father-in-law's memorial service yesterday. I've always loved the piano on this, and the words are so beautiful. No matter what we go through in our lives, we can Come to Jesus. I love how the song portrays a believer's life, with its lows and highs, from the moment of salvation to the final homegoing.

Thanks to Amy for hosting this meme each Saturday!

The Sound of Red Returning

2012-01-27T00:01:00.000-06:00

The Sound of Red Returning
Sue Duffy
(Kregel Publications)
ISBN: 978-0825425745
December 2011/288 pages/$14.99
After losing everyone she loves, concert pianist Liesl Bower has nowhere to go but to escape into her music. Searching for the peace she usually finds in her concertos and sonatas, Liesl can’t shake the feeling that she is being haunted by her past . . . and by someone following her. When she spots a familiar and eerie face in the audience of a concert she’s giving for the president in Washington, DC, the scariest day of her life comes back to her with a flash. It has been fifteen years since Liesl watched her beloved Harvard music mentor assaulted on a dark night in Moscow and just as long since the CIA disclosed to her that he’d been spying for Russia. She had seen that man--that eerie face--the night Professor Devoe was attacked. And now he’s back--and coming for her.

On the run and struggling to rely on the protection of CIA agent Ava Mullins and handsome newspaper reporter Cade O’Brien, Liesl learns she is the prey of an underground cell of Russian KGB agents determined to restore their country to its former Soviet might. But what she doesn’t know is that she is in possession of something--a piece of sheet music--that Russian intelligence is now frantic to find. Inside that music is a secret code, the hidden transcriptions of her deceased mentor, that clearly identify a Russian mole operating inside Israel’s Department of Defense, a mole with enough power and access to execute a daring assassination that no one would see coming.

Caught in a deadly conflict between American and Russian undercover agents, this innocent young pianist is just trying to survive her own personal trauma. Through it all, Liesl must learn that no matter how dark her world grows or how fiercely her enemies pursue her, God is still in control--if only she can yield herself to His grace. Read an excerpt here.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Sue Duffy is an award-winning writer whose work has appeared in Moody Magazine, The Presbyterian Journal, Sunday Digest, and The Christian Reader. She is the author of Mortal Wounds (Barbour, 2001) and Fatal Loyalty (Kregel, 2010). Sue has also contributed to Stories for a Woman’s Heart (Multnomah). She and her husband, Mike, have three grown children.

Find out more at www.sueduffybooks.com.

MY THOUGHTS:
This was an intriguing novel which brought back memories of the days of the Cold War between the USA and Russia. Liesl immediately captured my heart as she is suddenly thrust into the midst of a race for something she's unaware she has -- or even know where it is. The introduction of Cade and his grandfather, Ian, was a little bumpy; I wasn't initially sure how they connected to the story, but once that was clear, they quickly endeared themselves to me and it was a relief to know that Liesl had someone looking out for her personal interests as well as for national security. Spies, counterspies, CIA agents, political intrigue, dysfunctional family baggage, and a hint of romance all intertwine in this captivating book, and an unexpected twist at the end leaves potential for an upcoming sequel.

Read what others are saying and visit other blogs on the tour here.

Win a Kindle Fire from @SueDuffy2 and @KregelBooks in the "Red Returning" Giveaway!

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Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Kregel Publications & Litfuse Publicity as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Four Letter Words

2012-01-26T00:01:00.000-06:00

Four Letter Words:
Conversations on Faith's Beauty and Logic
Bill Giovannetti
(Endurant Press)
ISBN: 978-0983681267
September 2011/208 pages/$13.99

Thou shalt tolerate every opinion... except the Christian's. Today's postmodern "prime directive" leaves many followers of Jesus tongue-tied. In the global village, isn't it unreasonable, and even dangerous, to suggest that the Bible has a monopoly on truth?

The church needs a new breed of Christ-follower. We need Christ-followers who are alert to today's touchy ideas, the truths that fire up more heat than light. We need Christ-followers who can make a clear case for the Bible's worldview; who are ready to help our friends think through their beliefs; who can recognize inconsistencies and challenge them; and who can do all of this with humility, confidence, humor, and love. For more information visit the book's website.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Dr. Bill Giovannetti is a professor at A.W. Tozer Theological Seminary and the senior pastor of Neighborhood Church of Redding. An experienced speaker and author, Bill informs the mind in ways that touch the heart. He enjoys life with his wife and two kids in northern California. For more information about Bill and his other books, visit http://maxgrace.wordpress.com and http://fourletterwords.org.

Bill is celebrating the new Kindle edition of Four Letter Words (only $4.99)! He’ll be traveling coast to coast over the next few weeks on this virtual book tour and he's celebrating by hosting a great giveaway!

Click here to find out how you can win two gift certificates to Amazon (in the amount of $50 and $25) and free downloads of his yet-to-be-released title, Recession-Proof: Living a God-Blessed Life in a Messed Up World.

MY THOUGHTS:
This book endeavors to help teens know what and why they believe so that they are able to defend their faith. It has some excellent points and I like how each chapter begins with several Scriptures relating to that chapter's focus. The title is catchy, as the Four Letter Words of which Bill Giovannetti writes are not edgy but are simply words such as True, Know, Pain, Evil, and Wait, among others. Talking points in the back of each chapter, a discussion guide available for download, and scannable "QR Enabled" codes throughout make this an interactive book which will appeal to Christian teens. While I didn't agree with everything exactly as he presented it, this will be an asset to students looking for answers to deeper questions of faith. I would recommend this book be used in a group led by a wise adult rather than just handing it to a youth to read without discussing the content further.

I do think teens need to be cautioned against expecting to debate someone into becoming a Christian; the Holy Spirit must woo and draw a seeking heart. And the idea that folks have to understand and accept many theological concepts before believing is in opposition to the Bible's directive to come as a child. In fact, I'm reminded of Paul's first letter to the Corinthians, where he said, "Where is the wise man? Where is the scholar? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world? For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not know him, God was pleased through the foolishness of what was preached to save those who believe." and "My message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit’s power, so that your faith might not rest on men’s wisdom, but on God’s power." (I Corinthians 1:20-21, 2:4-5) The neighbors and friends of the blind man whom Jesus healed, and even the Pharisees, peppered him with questions about Jesus, and his response was ". . .I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!" (John 9:25)

See what others are saying about this book and follow the blog tour here

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Litfuse Publicity and Endurant Press as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Love Blooms in Winter

2012-01-25T23:50:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing Love Blooms in Winter Harvest House Publishers (January 1, 2012) by Lori Copeland

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Lori lives in the beautiful Ozarks with her husband Lance. Lance and Lori have three sons, three daughter-in-laws, and six wonderful grandchildren, and two great-granddaughters. Lance and Lori are very involved in their church, and active in supporting mission work in Mali, West Africa.

Lori began her writing career in 1982, writing for the secular book market. In 1995, after many years of writing, Lori sensed that God was calling her to use her gift of writing to honor Him. It was at that time that Lori began writing for the Christian book market. To date, she has had over 100 books published.

ABOUT THE BOOK

A romantic new book from bestselling author Lori Copeland that portrays God’s miraculous provision even when none seems possible.

1892—Mae Wilkey’s sweet next-door neighbor, Pauline, is suffering from old age and dementia and desperately needs family to come help her. But Pauline can’t recall having kin remaining. Mae searches through her desk and finds a name—Tom Curtis, who may just be the answer to their prayers.

Tom can’t remember an old aunt named Pauline, but if she thinks he’s a long-lost nephew, he very well may be. After two desperate letters from Mae, he decides to pay a visit. An engagement, a runaway train, and a town of quirky, loveable people make for more of an adventure than Tom is expecting. But it is amazing what can bloom in winter when God is in charge of things.

If you would like to read the first chapter of Love Blooms in Winter, go HERE.

ABOUT THE BOOK

LOL - Although I only received one copy of this book, I accidentally signed up for this book on two blog tours! Here's my review, which I also posted last week:

Love Blooms in Winter is a charming book for many reasons. The characters are delightful (with a few exceptions, just as you would find in any town!), and I particularly loved the portrayal of Pauline. I don't know that I've read many--if any--historical novels with a character slipping into dementia, and this was a charming and realistic look at how very challenging it was more than a hundred years ago to deal with an elderly friend or family member whose mental capabilities are declining. This is a wonderful book to curl up with by the fire on a cool night.

Wednesday Hodgepodge and a Giveaway!

2012-01-25T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. The NFL playoffs were held this past weekend and this year's Superbowl lineup will feature The New York Giants versus The New England Patriots. How do you define 'patriot'?

One who serves sacrificially, acting and making decisions based on what is best for the country, without regard for personal gain or welfare.

2. What's something in your life right now that feels like a 'giant'?

Thinking of answers to these questions. :-)

3. What's the first thing that comes to mind when you think back to being 18?

My freshman year in college.

4. Coconut-mashed potatoes-vanilla ice cream-mayonnaise...which white food would be the hardest to give up?

I guess the vanilla ice cream. Although I've essentially pretty much given up all of them recently.

5. Describe an incident or a day you remember as the coldest you've ever experienced?

Years ago my two sisters and I went to the Grand Canyon just after Labor Day. We camped out on the south rim, and it got down in the 40's. I slept in my clothes, my coat, and my sleeping bag, and I was still freezing. One sister finally went and slept in the car. The next morning when we cooked breakfast, I didn't think the eggs were ever going to scramble, between the altitude and the temperature! When we got to the north rim and it was in the 30's, we got a cabin!

6. You're hosting a brunch...what's your favorite dish to prepare and serve?

Can't go wrong with an egg casserole, especially one with a Tex-Mex twist!

7. How do you combat negative thinking?

Scripture, prayer, music, destraction.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Does a giveaway count as random?!

Guideposts sent me a second copy of this new devotional book, Mornings with Jesus 2012, which I reviewed Monday, to give away, and in my haste to post the review, I omitted the giveaway. But what better place than the Hodgepodge to piggyback a review?! I'll choose a winner from the comments left on this post by 8:00 pm CST Saturday (1/28/12). US Residents only, please. Be sure to include an email address if you don't have a blog so I can contact you if you win.

Each day's devotional is written by one of seven authors: Judy Baer, Gwen Ford Faulkenberry, Tricia Goyer, Sharon Hinck, Keri Wyatt Kent, Erin Keeley Marshall, and Camy Tang.

You can find out more about the book and read my review here.

Where Wildflowers Bloom - Contest!

2012-01-24T00:00:00.000-06:00

Where Wildflowers Bloom
Ann Shorey
(Revell)
ISBN: 978-0-8007-2074-2
January 2012/336 pages/$14.99

How far will she go to follow her dreams?

The Civil War stole a father and brother from Faith Lindberg--as well as Royal Baxter, the man she wanted to marry. With only her grandfather left, she dreams of leaving Noble Springs, Missouri, and traveling west to Oregon to start a new life, away from the memories that haunt her. But first she must convince her grandfather to sell the family's mercantile and leave a town their family has called home for generations.

When Royal Baxter suddenly returns, Faith allows herself to hope that she and Royal will finally wed. But does he truly love her? Or will another man claim her heart?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Ann Shorey is the author of The Edge of Light, The Promise of Morning, and The Dawn of a Dream. She has also published selections in the Cup of Comfort series and in Chicken Soup for the Grandma's Soul. Shorey lives with her husband, Richard, in Oregon.

MY THOUGHTS:
Maybe it was the mercantile. Or the wagging tongues of some of the Folks in Noble Springs, Missouri. But the setting of this wonderful story reminded me just a bit of Little Town on the Prairie, my all-time favorite series from childhood. So many great characters populate this novel. Faith's grandfather is adorable; I love the contrast between his feisty nature and his soft heart! Rosemary Saxton has such a kind and tender heart, as do and it's amazing that society of the times had such a negative and harsh view of her altruism during the Civil War. Her brother Curt, the doctor, the ready-to-give-advice checker players, and others all contribute to the town's charm. Yet although the story takes place more than a century ago, the challenges with which Faith wrestles are as contemporary as the latest tech gadget: faith, hope, and love.

CONTEST!

To celebrate the story, author Ann Shorey and Revell Books are proud to announce the MERCANTILE MEMORIES giveaway, featuring three incredible prizes!

GRAND PRIZE:
Our Grand Prize winner will receive an heirloom chess set, handmade from 1830s chestnut & cherry wood, just like the one Judge Lindberg and Curt use in their chess battles.

SECOND PRIZE:
Our Second Prize winner will receive a deluxe, Missouri-shaped box of mercantile goods from the Missouri Mercantile company. The box features an assortment of items just like those stocked by Faith in Lindberg’s Mercantile.

THIRD PRIZE:
Our Third Prize winner will receive a Memoirs Gift Set. Write your memoirs just like Judge Lindberg does in the story! The set includes the bestselling Writing the Memoir book, and a $30 gift card to Blurb, to create and print your story.

Click here for details and to enter!

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Revell as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Firethorn

2012-01-23T00:01:00.000-06:00

Strap yourself into your seat! This is an adrenaline-laced, action-paced conclusion to Ronie Kendig's phenomenal Discarded Heroes series that will absolutely hold you captive to the page. The covert special ops group's final and most desperate mission is to discover who just blew them apart - but first they have to survive the attack and make it back together. Ronie Kendig is a brilliant author who does not avoid difficult issues and her characters find themselves in the trenches of faith as surely as they dodge bullets. My only caveat: I do not recommend this book for bedtime reading. It's entirely too hard to put down!

It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book!

You never know when I might play a wild card on you!

Today's Wild Card author is:

Ronie Kendig

and the book:

Firethorn, Discarded Heroes #4

Barbour Books; Discarded Heroes edition (2012)

***Special thanks to Ronie Kendig for sending me a review copy.***

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

An Army brat, Ronie Kendig grew up in the classic military family, with her father often TDY and her mother holding down the proverbial fort. Their family moved often, which left Ronie attending six schools by the time she’d entered fourth grade. Her only respite and “friends” during this time were the characters she created.

It was no surprise when she married a military veteran—her real-life hero—in June 1990. Married more than twenty years, Ronie and her husband, Brian, homeschool their four children, the first of whom graduated in 2011. Despite the craziness of life, Ronie finds balance and peace with her faith, family and their three dogs in Dallas, TX.

Ronie has a deep love and passion for people, especially hurting people, which is why she pursued and obtained a B.S. in Psychology from Liberty University. Ronie is an active member of the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) and has volunteered extensively, serving in a variety of capacities from coordinator of a national contest to appointment assistant at the national annual conference.

Since launching onto the publishing scene in 2010, Ronie and her books have been gained critical acclaim and national attention, including:

Finalist in Christian Retailing’s 2011 Readers’ Choice Awards (Nightshade)
RWA’s Faith, Hope, & Love’s 2011 Inspirational Readers’ Choice Awards in Romantic Suspense (Nightshade)
Named one of the Top 25 Christian Fiction Suspense, Mystery, and Thriller Writers by FamilyFiction (Sept 2011)
2011 FamilyFiction Readers’ Choice Awards – 3^rd place as New Favorite Author, 8^th place with Nightshade for Novel of the Year.
INSPY Award Shortlist final in Mystery/Thriller (Dead Reckoning)
The Christian Manifesto’s 2010 Lime Award for Excellence in Christian Fiction (Nightshade)

Visit the author's website.

SHORT BOOK DESCRIPTION:

Blown and dismantled, Nightshade is ready to repay the favor.

Former Marine and current Nightshade team member Griffin "Legend" Riddell is comfortable. So comfortable he never sees the set up that lands him in a maximum security prison, charged with murder. How can he prove his innocence behind bars?

Covert operative Kazi Faron is tasked with reassembling Nightshade—the black ops team someone dissected. Breaking Griffin out of a federal penitentiary amid explosive confusion may turn out to be her last assignment. What will it take to convince the fugitive that whoever set him up has also dissected the Nightshade team? As Kazi and Griffin race to rescue the others and discover the traitor, love begins to awaken in their hearts.

Can a covert operative and the felon she's freed overcome their mutual distrust long enough to save Nightshade? Will anything prepare them for who—or what is coming?

Product Details:

List Price: $12.99

Paperback: 352 pages
Publisher: Barbour Books; Discarded Heroes edition (2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1602607850
ISBN-13: 978-1602607859

AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:

To all American military heroes

At home and abroad,

Those who have gone before

and those serving today—

THANK YOU!

Because of you, we are FREE!

RECON CREED

Realizing it is my choice and my choice alone to be a Reconnaissance Marine, I accept all challenges involved with this profession. Forever shall I strive to maintain the tremendous reputation of those who went before me.

Exceeding beyond the limitations set down by others shall be my goal. Sacrificing personal comforts and dedicating myself to the completion of the reconnaissance mission shall be my life. Physical fitness, mental attitude, and high ethics—The title of Recon Marine is my honor.

Conquering all obstacles, both large and small, I shall never quit. To quit, to surrender, to give up is to fail. To be a Recon Marine is to surpass failure; To overcome, to adapt and to do whatever it takes to complete the mission.

On the battlefield, as in all areas of life, I shall stand tall above the competition. Through professional pride, integrity, and teamwork, I shall be the example for all Marines to emulate.

Never shall I forget the principles I accepted to become a Recon Marine. Honor, Perseverance, Spirit, and Heart.

A Recon Marine can speak without saying a word and achieve what others can only imagine.

Swift, Silent, Deadly

Chapter 1

The Shack

“It’s sad, really.” Marshall “The Kid” Vaughn trudged away from the thumping rotors of the helo that had deposited them back at the Shack, his pack almost dragging the ground. “Ya don’t realize how much a person adds until he’s gone.”

“Legend’s not gone.” Max “Frogman” Jacobs hoisted his rucksack into a better group, his mind locked on Sydney and their two sons waiting for him at home. Poor woman had to be going out of her mind with two of his Mini-Me’s running around.

“Yeah.” John “Squirt” Dighton hit the light breaker, then waited for the six-man team to clear the door. “He’s just temporarily detained.”

Lights sizzled and popped to life. Groaning bounced off the grimy windows as he hauled the door closed, locked it, then started toward the showers.

The Kid grunted. “Forty-years-to-life temporary.”

In the locker room, a depressive gloom hung over the team. They’d been on countless missions, hit just about every terrain and environment imaginable, but none had taken the toll the last couple had. And there was one reason—they were down a man. Griffin “Legend” Riddell. If Max could write the playbook, they wouldn’t do another mission without the guy. But with the man in federal prison for murdering a congressman, it’d be a long wait.

It was quiet. Too quiet. Max looked around the Spartan room. Walls of lockers, most unused. A few benches. A giant once-white bin for dirty duds. And the team. Six men, now. All very skilled. Good men. Even the one missing. Every man here knew Legend had been set up—he didn’t murder that congressman. But nobody could prove it. The evidence was damning. Justice—injustice was more like it—came swiftly. Lambert, ever the puppeteer, couldn’t pull the right strings to get Legend off.

“I’m heading up to visit him tomorrow. Anyone game?” Colton “Cowboy” Neeley slumped on a bench and ran a hand over his short, dark hair. His blue eyes probed the group.

“Nah, man. I’ve got a date,” the Kid said.

Squirt beaned him with a towel. “What girl would go out with you, mate?”

The Kid snapped the terry cloth back at the former Navy SEAL. “Your sister.”

Squirt froze. His jaw went slack. Then his eyes darkened.

Laughing, Canyon “Midas” Metcalfe rose to his feet from the corner. “You just proved his point by thinking your sister would actually go out with him.”

Squirt swallowed, his face drained of color. “I introduced them at a New Year’s party.”

Midas laughed harder. “Your mistake, mate.”

Shuffling closer, Squirt pointed a finger at the Kid. “I swear, you touch her, I’ll shove a fist full of witchety grubs down your gullet.”

“Give me credit, dude.” The Kid raised his hands. “I’m a gentleman.”

Max grunted. “Right.” As he strode around the lockers to the shower well, he heard more threats and much more laughter from the Kid. Max shook his head. Would the Kid ever grow up, learn when to leave things alone?

As he tossed his oily, grimy duds on the bench, Max paused, thinking maybe he should send his report to Lambert now so he wouldn’t have to mess with it tomorrow. The mission had been simple enough, a snatch-n-grab of an Iranian doctor. It’d been nice and clean, in and out. The report wouldn’t take long. Then he could shower, bug out, and know he had the whole weekend with Syd and the boys.

Max jogged up the iron stairs, which creaked and groaned beneath his weight. Down the hall to the right. He punched in the code and entered the secure hub, the door hissing shut behind him. The most high-tech part of this dump-of-a-warehouse.

Shouts drew his attention to the blinds. He jabbed two fingers between a couple and spread them to peeked down into the main area. Squirt and the Kid raced into the bay and back the way they came. Squirt looked ready to kill. The Kid’s face revealed his fear. Max shook his head again. Man, he wanted Griffin back. The guy seemed to bring balance to the team. Badly needed balance.

Max powered up the computer. Hand propped on the warped wood, he waited for the system to boot.

More shouts. Loud thuds.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. Would they never—?

Tat-a-tat! Tat-tat-a-tat!

Instinct drove Max to his knee at the sound of gunfire. He scrambled to the window. Through the slanted blinds, he peered down into the slab of cement. His brain wouldn’t assemble what he saw. Gunmen. A dozen or more. Rushing into the Shack from the parking bay. Moving swiftly, as if. . .

They know the layout.

Max darted to the door and jerked it open. He sprinted down the hall toward the stairs. As his boot hit steel, he froze. A shadow emerged. Floated into the hall.

Too late.

Max jerked back. Pressed his spine against the wall.

By the showers, the Kid looked up. Max signaled to him. Then made his best and loudest Nightshade whistle, hoping it would penetrate the building, give the men warning to take cover.

The Kid threw himself back into the locker room.

Men swarmed the corner. One looked to his left, one right. His weapon slowly rose as he traced the stairs with his M16.

Max leapt backward into the darkness and into office. He closed the door. As the lock clicked, darkness dropped like an anchor over the entire building. Behind him, a glow screamed his location. The monitor!

Max spun. Lunged across the desk. Stabbed the power button. And paused with his hand still near the monitor. If someone was coming after them. . .accessing this computer. . .

On his knees, Max yanked the cords free. With the box, he moved to the window and reassessed the parking bay. Another van with a half-dozen men with AK-47s. They streamed into the warehouse.

Max’s gut wound into a dozen knots. They were screwed.

Think! Hand on the door, he considered going back downstairs. But that would get him captured. Killed. Yet he’d rather be with his guys than running like a chicken.

No, not running. Considering options, gaining the advantage. Planning. The invasion force was armed to the teeth. They knew who they were coming after. They’d brought weapons. And those guys moved with precision. Swift, deadly precision.

Though Nightshade had a stellar ops record, perhaps they had finally met their match. Still. . .two to one? Nightshade had faced worse.

A large black Suburban screeched to a halt in the middle of the parking bay. Two men emerged, both wearing trench coats.

Max cursed his luck to be up here, away from his gear, his weapons. Up here, without firepower. Thus, powerless.

Okay, enough. He was going down there. He eased the door open and slid across the hall. Bathed in darkness, he crouched at edge of the landing, using the wall for cover. A dozen men so far, rushing here and there. Quick, quiet chatter between the men.

A smirk slid into Max’s face. His team had taken cover and these goons couldn’t find them. If he could just get a weapon. . .

“Can’t find them.”

“They’re here. I saw them go in,” the man nearest the SUV shouted. “Find them! Lights!”

Light rushed through the building as headlamps from the vehicles stabbed the dusty, damp building. Max yanked back, out of sight. He needed to get down there, defend his men. His boot hit the landing.

Shouts erupted. A shot bounced off the steel rafters, taunting as it echoed through the Shack. Stilled, Max waited. More shouts. The sound of a scuffle. The half-dozen men waiting by the SUV lifted their weapons to the ready.

The locker room door swung open. A man walked backward, his AK-47 aimed at a large form filling the doorway. Cowboy. Arms raised, dressed only in his jeans, he stalked forward. Someone shoved him from behind, which barely moved the big lug.

Spine pressed against the wood, Max peered down into the bay.

“You move one wrong muscle,” the one in front of Cowboy growled, “and so help me God, I’ll kill you.”

“No you won’t.” Cowboy lowered his hands. “If you wanted me dead, I wouldn’t be out here.”

Ride ’em, Cowboy.

From the side entrance to the showers, three men dragged a shouting, cursing Kid into the bay. Max smirked that it took three tangos to wrangle the Kid.

Hand clenched, Max’s mind went into overdrive. What could he do? God. . .I need. . .something. What could he pray for? Intercepting the team was impossible. Twelve, fifteen armed tangos against one unarmed man?

He latched on to the hope that they’d only found Cowboy and the Kid. No Midas, Squirt, or Aladdin. Good. Maybe they could regroup and—

A man flew through the bay door from the showers and landed with a thud a yard from the others. Midas flipped over, scissored his legs, and swept the thug off his feet. The Kid seized the confusion to attack the men guarding him. And impressively. With a hard right, he dropped the first and used that weapon to disable the second.

Cowboy took a step back and rammed his elbow into the gut of the nearest guard. The gunman bent forward—straight into Cowboy’s meaty fist. The big guy pivoted, slapped the interior of the gunman’s wrist, effectively seizing the weapon and flipping the muzzle around. He fired at the guy.

Crack!

In the split second it took for Max to realize the sonic boom that rent the air wasn’t the report of Cowboy’s .45 MEU but of a rifle, Max saw the man in the black trench coat drop to the ground. A circle spread out like a dark halo.

“Sniper!” someone shouted.

The dead guy had fallen backward. Most likely shot from the front. Which meant. . . Max’s gaze rose to the rafters. With no light, it’d be the perfect hiding spot. But. . .who? Squirt? Aladdin?

Crack!

The man guarding Colton stumbled forward, then went to his knees before hitting the cement.

The man in the black trench coat nearest the SUV dropped. A pool of blood spilled out.

“There!” One guard swung and fired his fully automatic at the ceiling. Four others followed suit, firing at the bank of grimy windows on the southeast wall of the building.

Max followed their direction and watched. Waited, his breath caught at the back of his throat. Cracks and shattering glass blended with the staccato punches of the guns to create a wild cacophony of noise. Max tuned it out, praying whoever—Aladdin or Squirt—wouldn’t be hit.

But then he saw it. A shift of a shadow. Like someone rolling. . .

The gunfire petered out as a body plummeted the eight feet to the ground.

The thud seemed to have supernatural powers as it pounded Max’s chest and pushed him back. Away from the window but not far enough that he lost line of sight.

Silence dropped on the Shack.

“Where’s Max Jacobs?”

As the question streaked through the warehouse, Max registered a red glow in the far corner. Even as he noticed it, he heard a beep. Another. His gaze darted to the source of the noise. Two men were walking the perimeter, their M16s dangling as they raised their arms and pressed something against the supports. Arms lowered and the men stepped back revealing gray bricks with wires.

Explosives.

Gotta stop this. Do something. His gaze collided with Cowboy’s. The big lug gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head.

Max’s nostrils flared as he wrestled with what to do.

“Where’s Dighton?”

How do they know our names?

“Dead,” someone answered.

Pulled back into the shadows, Max clenched his eyes and bit down on his tongue. Dighton was dead. What about Aladdin—had he survived the fall?

Sirens wailed in the distance.

“Load ’em up.”

“What about Jacobs?”

“Outta time.” The leader left as the gunmen dragged the team out of the building.

Stealthily, Max held on to the box and sprinted the length of the hall to the side of the Shack. In the conference room, he plunged toward the window. Craned his neck to peek out. Three vehicles—twin white vans and a black town car.

The guys were loaded into the van and one into the car.

The leader shifted, held something out, then it wavered.

Detonator.

Max spun around, searching for an out. Doors. Only one way down—the stairs. But they led to the bay, which would be engulfed.

Windows. Overlooked the dock. The canal. It was January. The water would be brutal cold. His split-second assessment told him no matter what route he took, it’d be deadly. Despite his training, if he didn’t find shelter out of the water once he broke surface, he’d die an ice cube. If he stayed, he’d die a fireball.

Good thing SEALs are insulated against cold water.

Max vaulted toward the window, hurtling the computer through the window. The glass shattered as a violent force blasted through the air. It lifted him. Up. . .up. . . Flipped him. Searing pain sliced through his arm. Heat stroked his back and legs. Fire chased him out of the building. Into the night.

Boom!

Another wave slammed into him. Threw him backward. Toward the water.

Something punched his gut. Knocked the breath from his lungs.

Bright white lit the night. Blinded him. Then—almost instantaneously—black. Pure black. And he was falling. . .down. . .down. . .

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Firethorn

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Mornings with Jesus 2012

2012-01-23T00:00:00.000-06:00

Mornings with Jesus
Authors: Judy Baer, Gwen Ford Faulkenberry,
Tricia Goyer, Sharon Hinck, Keri Wyatt Kent,
Erin Keeley Marshall, Camy Tang
(Guideposts)
ISBN:978-0824945046
October 2011/384 pages/$14.99

"Be still and know that I am God.” is one of the most beautiful verses from the Bible, but it’s not easy to practice in this busy world. Mornings with Jesus will help you do just that—“be still” in Jesus’ beautiful and powerful presence. For those who are seeking a deeper experience in their relationship with Christ, Mornings with Jesus offers a fresh perspective of who Jesus is (the Healer, the Son of God, the Comforter, the Good Shepherd) and what that means for day-to-day life. With a warm and friendly voice, 365 short devotional writings on the character and teachings of Jesus encourage readers to greet each day by drawing near to Him and inviting His presence into their day. Spend time with Jesus at the beginning of each day and experience His nearness and peace in a new way throughout the year. Each day’s selection includes: • a Bible verse • an entry based on Jesus: His words, miracles, and parables; His wisdom, compassion, and comfort; His mystery, power, divinity, and humanity • a “faith step” that will inspire and challenge readers to apply the day’s message to their lives

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:
Get to know the authors here

MY THOUGHTS:
Mornings with Jesus is a fresh new devotional book that will appeal to those who not only want to focus their day on Christ but also enjoy the writings of the authors who contributed. The authors often use personal anecdotes to illustrate the Scripture and focus for the day. I especially like the Faith Step at the end of each day which encourages a practical application. While a devotional book such as this should never replace deeper, in-depth Bible Study, this is a good choice for a shorter Quiet Time.

See what others are saying about this devotional book here.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Guideposts & Litfuse Publicity as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Gone to Ground

2012-01-20T00:00:00.000-06:00

Gone to Ground
Brandilyn Collins
(B&H Publishing Group)
ISBN: 978-1433671630
March 2012/352 pages/$14.99

Amaryllis, Mississippi is a scrappy little town of strong backbone and southern hospitality. A brick-paved Main Street, a park, and a legendary ghost in the local cemetery are all part of its heritage. Everybody knows everybody in Amaryllis, and gossip wafts on the breeze. Its people are friendly, its families tight. On the surface Amaryllis seems much like the flower for which it’s named—bright and fragrant. But the Amaryllis flower is poison.

In the past three years five unsolved murders have occurred within the town. All the victims were women, and all were killed in similar fashion in their own homes. And just two nights ago—-a sixth murder.

Clearly a killer lives among the good citizens of Amaryllis. And now three terrified women are sure they know who he is-—someone they love. None is aware of the others’ suspicions. And each must make the heartrending choice to bring the killer down. But each woman suspects a different man.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Brandilyn Collins is a best-selling novelist known for her trademark Seatbelt Suspense®. Awards for her novels include the ACFW Book of the Year (three times), Inspirational Readers' Choice, and Romantic Times Reviewers' Choice. Also, The Writer magazine named her nonfiction release, Getting Into Character, one of the best books on writing published in 2002.

When she's not writing, Brandilyn can be found teaching the craft of fiction at writers' conferences. She and her family divide their time between homes in the California Bay Area and northern Idaho. Visit her website to learn more about her.

MY THOUGHTS:
Oh. My. This is a marvelous novel. Brandilyn Collins is the Queen of Suspense and she has certainly delivered another page-turner. The characters are so well-crafted; even without being told, you can tell this is a story set in the deep South. And the plot is brilliant. Many suspense novels, while tossing false clues around, still seem to point to a certain conclusion. In Gone to Ground, Brandilyn has created three completely plausible scenarios. As the perspective of each woman is presented, I found myself utterly convinced that each was right. . . .until I read the next one! This is a book that will appeal to readers of Southern literature as well as suspense and is one that you won't be able to put down until the last page is turned. Pre-order it now so you'll have it to tuck in your bag for spring break!

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received an electronic advanced reader galley from B&H Publishing Group as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

FIRST Love Blooms in Winter

2012-01-19T00:02:00.000-06:00

It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book!

You never know when I might play a wild card on you!

Today's Wild Card author is:

Lori Copeland

and the book:

Love Blooms in Winter (The Dakota Diaries)

Harvest House Publishers (January 1, 2012)

***Special thanks to Karri, Marketing Assistant, Harvest House Publishers, for sending me a review copy.***

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Lori Copeland is the author of more than 90 titles, both historical and contemporary fiction. With more than 3 million copies of her books in print, she has developed a loyal following among her rapidly growing fans in the inspirational market. She has been honored with the Romantic Times Reviewer's Choice Award, The Holt Medallion, and Walden Books' Best Seller award. In 2000, Lori was inducted into the Missouri Writers Hall of Fame. She lives in the beautiful Ozarks with her husband, Lance, and their three children and five grandchildren.

Visit the author's website.

SHORT BOOK DESCRIPTION:

This new romance from bestselling author Lori Copeland portrays God’s miraculous provision when none seems possible. An engagement, a runaway train, and a town of quirky, loveable people make for more adventure than Tom Curtis is expecting. But it is amazing what can bloom in winter with God in charge.

1892—Mae Wilkey’s sweet next-door neighbor, Pauline, is suffering from old age and dementia and desperately needs family to come help her. But Pauline can’t recall having kin remaining. Mae searches through her desk and finds a name—Tom Curtis, who may just be the answer to their prayers.

Tom can’t remember an old aunt named Pauline, but if she thinks he’s a long-lost nephew, he very well may be. After two desperate letters from Mae, he decides to pay a visit. An engagement, a runaway train, and a town of quirky, loveable people make for more of an adventure than Tom is expecting. But it is amazing what can bloom in winter when God is in charge of things.

Product Details:

List Price: $13.99
Paperback: 304 pages
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers (January 1, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-13: 978-0736930192

MY THOUGHTS:

Love Blooms in Winter is a charming book for many reasons. The characters are delightful (with a few exceptions, just as you would find in any town!), and I particularly loved the portrayal of Pauline. I don't know that I've read many--if any--historical novels with a character slipping into dementia, and this was a charming and realistic look at how very challenging it was more than a hundred years ago to deal with an elderly friend or family member whose mental capabilities are declining. This is a wonderful book to curl up with by the fire on a cool night.

AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:

Dwadlo, North Dakota, 1892

The winter of ’92 is gonna go down as one of the worst Dwadlo’s ever seen,” Hal Murphy grumbled as he dumped the sack of flour he got for his wife on the store counter. “Mark my words.” He turned toward Mae Wilkey, the petite postmistress, who was stuffing mail in wooden slots.

“Spring can’t come soon enough for me.” She stepped back, straightening the row of letters and flyers. She didn’t have to record Hal’s prediction; it was the same every year. “I’d rather plant flowers than shovel snow any day of the week.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Hal nodded to the store owner, Dale Smith, who stood five foot seven inches with a rounded belly and salt-and-pepper hair swept to a wide front bang. “Add a couple of those dill pickles, will you?” Hal watched as Dale went over to the barrel and fished around inside, coming up with two fat pickles.

“That’ll fix me up.” Hal turned his attention back to the mail cage, his eyes fixed on the lovely sight. “Can’t understand why you’re still single, Mae. You’re as pretty as a raindrop on a lily pad.” He sniffed the air. “And you smell as good.”

Smiling, Mae moved from the letter boxes to the cash box. Icy weather may have delayed the train this morning, but she still had to count money and record the day’s inventory. “Now, Hal, you know I’d marry you in a wink if you weren’t already taken.” Hal and Clara had been married forty-two years, but Mae’s usual comeback never failed to put a sparkle in the farmer’s eye. Truth be, she put a smile on every man’s face, but she wasn’t often aware of the flattering looks she received. Her heart belonged to Jake Mallory, Dwadlo’s up-and-coming attorney.

Hal nodded. “I know. All the good ones are taken, aren’t they?”

She nodded. “Every single one. Especially in Dwadlo.”

The little prairie town was formed when the Chicago & North Western Railroad came through five years ago. Where abundant grass, wild flowers, and waterfalls had once flourished, hundreds of miles of steel rail crisscrossed the land, making way for big, black steam engines that hauled folks and supplies. Before the railroad came through, only three homesteads had dotted the rugged Dakota Territory: Mae’s family’s, Hal and Clara’s, and Pauline Wilson’s.

But in ’87 life changed, and formerly platted sites became bustling towns. Pine Grove and Branch Springs followed, and Dwadlo suddenly thrived with immigrants, opportunists, and adventure-seeking folks staking claims out West. A new world opened when the Dakota Boom started.

Hal’s gaze focused on Mae’s left hand. “Jake still hasn’t popped the question?”

Mae sighed. Hal was a pleasant sort, but she really wished the townspeople would occupy their thoughts with something other than her and Jake’s pending engagement. True, they had been courting for six years and Jake still hadn’t proposed, but she was confident he would. He’d said so, and he was a man of his word—though every holiday, when a ring would have been an appropriate gift, that special token of his intentions failed to materialize. Mae had more lockets than any one woman could wear, but Jake apparently thought that she could always use another one. What she could really use was his hand in marriage. The bloom was swiftly fading from her youth, and it would be nice if her younger brother, Jeremy, had a man’s presence in his life.

“Be patient, Hal. He’s busy trying to establish a business.”

“Good lands. How long does it take a man to open a law office?”

“Apparently six years and counting.” She didn’t like the uncertainty but she understood it, even if the town’s population didn’t. She had a good life, what with work, church, and the occasional social. Jake accompanied her to all public events, came over two or three times a week, and never failed to extend a hand when she needed something. It was almost as though they were already married.

“The man’s a fool,” Hal declared. “He’d better slap a ring on that finger before someone else comes along and does it for him.”

“Not likely in Dwadlo,” Mae mused. The town itself was made up of less than a hundred residents, but other folks lived in the surrounding areas and did their banking and shopping here. Main Street consisted of the General Store, Smith’s Grain and Feed, the livery, the mortuary, the town hall and jail (which was almost always empty), Doc Swede’s office, Rosie’s Café, and an empty building that had once housed the saloon. Mae hadn’t spotted a sign on any business yet advertising “Husbands,” but she was certain her patience would eventually win out.

With a final smile Hal moved off to pay for his goods. Mae hummed a little as she put the money box in the safe. Looking out the window, she noticed a stiff November wind snapping the red canvas awning that sheltered the store’s porch. Across the square, a large gazebo absorbed the battering wind. The usually active gathering place was now empty under a gray sky. On summer nights music played, and the smell of popcorn and roasted peanuts filled the air. Today the structure looked as though it were bracing for another winter storm. Sighing, Mae realized she already longed for green grass, blooming flowers, and warm breezes.

After Hal left Mae finished up the last of the chores and then reached for her warm wool cape. She usually enjoyed the short walk home from work, but today she was tired—and her feet hurt because of the new boots she’d purchased from the Montgomery Ward catalog. On the page they had looked comfortable with their high tops and polished leather, but on her feet they felt like a vise.

Slipping the cape’s hood over her hair, she said goodbye to Dale and then paused when her hand touched the doorknob. “Oh, dear. I really do need to check on Pauline again.”

“How’s she doing?” The store owner paused and leaned on his broom. “I noticed she hasn’t been in church recently.”

Dale always reminded Mae of an owl perching on a tree limb, his big, dark blue eyes swiveling here and there. He might not talk a body’s leg off, but he kept up on town issues. She admired the quiet little man for what he did for the community and respected the way he preached to the congregation on Sundays.

How was Pauline doing? Mae worried the question over in her mind. Pauline lived alone, and she shouldn’t. The elderly woman was Mae’s neighbor, and she checked on her daily, but Pauline was steadily losing ground.

“She’s getting more and more fragile, I’m afraid. Dale, have you ever heard Pauline speak of kin?”

The small man didn’t take even a moment to ponder the question. “Never heard her mention a single word about family of any kind.”

“Hmm…me neither. But surely she must have some.” Someone who should be here, in Dwadlo, looking after the frail soul. Mae didn’t resent the extra work, but the post office and her brother kept her busy, and she really didn’t have the right to make important decisions regarding the elderly woman’s rapidly failing health.

Striding back to the bread rack, she picked up a fresh loaf. Dale had private rooms at the back of the store where he made his home, and he was often up before dawn baking bread, pies, and cakes for the community. Most folks in town baked their own goods, but there were a few, widowers and such, who depended on Dale’s culinary skills. By this hour of the day the goods were usually gone, but a few remained. Placing a cherry pie in her basket as well, she called, “Add these things to my account, please, Dale. And pray for Pauline too.”

Nodding, he continued sweeping, methodically running the stiff broomcorn bristles across the warped wood floor.

The numbing wind hit Mae full force when she stepped off the porch. Her hood flew off her head and an icy gust of air snatched away her breath. Putting down her basket, she retied the hood before setting off for the brief walk home. Dwadlo was laid out in a rather strange pattern, a point everyone agreed on. Businesses and homes were built close together, partly as shelter from the howling prairie winds and partly because there wasn’t much forethought given to town planning. Residents’ homes sat not a hundred feet from the store. The whole community encompassed less than five acres.

Halfway to her house, snowflakes began swirling in the air. Huddling deeper into her wrap, Mae concentrated on the path as the flakes grew bigger.

She quickly covered the short distance to Pauline’s. The dwelling was little more than a front room, tiny kitchen, and bedroom, but she was a small woman. Pauline pinned her yellow-white hair in a tight knot at the base of her skull, and she didn’t have a tooth in her head. She chewed snuff, which she freely admitted was an awful habit, but Mae had never heard her speak of giving it up.

Her faded blue eyes were as round as buttons, and no matter what kind of day she was having, it was always a new one to her, filled with wonders. Her mind wasn’t what it used to be. She had good and bad days, but mostly days when her moods changed as swift as summer lightning. She could be talking about tomatoes in the garden patch when suddenly she would be discussing how to spin wool.

Mae noted a soft wisp of smoke curling up from the chimney and smiled. Pauline had remembered to feed the fire this afternoon, so this was a good day.

Unlatching the gate, she followed the path to the front porch. In summertime the white railings hung heavy with red roses, and the scent of honeysuckle filled the air. This afternoon the wind howled across the barren flower beds Pauline carefully nurtured during warmer weather. Often she planted okra where petunias should be, but she enjoyed puttering in the soil and the earth loved her. She brought fresh tomatoes, corn, and beans to the store during spring and summer, and pumpkins and squash lined the railings in the fall.

In earlier days Pauline’s quilts were known throughout the area. She and her quilting group had made quite a name for themselves when Dwadlo first became a town. Four women excelled in the craft. One had lived in Pine Grove, and two others came from as far away as Branch Springs once a month to break bread together and stitch quilts. But one by one the women had died off, leaving Pauline to sew alone in her narrowing world.

Stomping her boots on the porch, Mae said under her breath, “I don’t mind winter, Lord, but could we perhaps have a little less of it?” The only answer was the wind whipping her garments. Tapping lightly on the door, she called, “Pauline?”

Mae stepped back and waited to hear the shuffle of feet. Pauline used to answer the door in less than twenty seconds. It took longer now. Mae made a fist with her gloved hand and banged a little harder. The wind howled around the cottage eaves. She closed her eyes and prayed that Jeremy had remembered to stack sufficient firewood beside the kitchen door. The boy was generally responsible, and she thanked God every day that she had him to lean on. He had been injured by forceps during birth, which left him with special needs. He was a very happy fourteen-year-old with the reasoning power of a child of nine.

A full minute passed. Mae frowned and tried the doorknob. Pauline couldn’t hear herself yell in a churn, but she might also be asleep. The door opened easily, and Mae peeked inside the small living quarters. She saw that a fire burned low in the woodstove, and Pauline’s rocking chair sat empty.

Stepping inside, she closed the door and called again. “Pauline? It’s Mae!”

The ticking of the mantle clock was the only sound that met her ears.

“Pauline?” She lowered her hood and walked through the living room. She paused in the kitchen doorway.

“Oh, Pauline!”

The Mulligans of Mt. Jefferson

2012-01-19T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing The Mulligans of Mt Jefferson David C. Cook (January 1, 2012) by Don Reid
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Don is one of the original members of the STATLER BROTHERS, the most award-winning act in the history of country music. He and his brother and two friends began singing in their hometown of Staunton, Virginia when Don was only fourteen years old. Working all over their home and neighboring states as a part time group, they were discovered in 1964 by Johnny Cash and given their first record contract. By the time Don was 20 years old, the STATLERS had their first major, world-wide hit record with FLOWERS ON THE WALL, which started a string of hits that generated a career in the music industry that lasted for four decades. The STATLERS have been recipients of multiple industry awards:

It wasn’t until the STATLER BROTHERS decided to retire from traveling in 2002 that Don pursued his writing career to another level. Having songwriting and scriptwriting under his belt, the next obvious step was to write a book. And that book was the scripture based HEROES AND OUTLAWS OF THE BIBLE published in June of 2002 by New Leaf Press. He has since written two other non-fiction books and in 2008 saw another dream come true for Don when he released his first novel, O LITTLE TOWN. Novel number two came in the form of ONE LANE BRIDGE, and THE MULLIGANS OF MT. JEFFERSON, is a sequel to O LITTLE TOWN.

Don is the father of two sons. Debo and his wife, Julie, and daughters Sela Mae and Adra, live within a stone’s throw. You may have seen Debo’s name on many songs written with Don on albums over the years.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Cal, Harlan, and Buddy grow up together in a small Virginia town in the years before the second World War. United by age, proximity, and temperament, they get into—and out of—all the trouble that boys manage to find. They even earn a nickname from a local restaurateur who gives the boys their first jobs and plenty of friendly advice. “Uncle” Vic calls them the Mulligans, because they always seem to find a way through a thicket of trouble—family problems, girls, college, war—to success. Cal and Harlan and Buddy have been blessed with second chances.

Now it’s 1959, and police lieutenant Buddy receives an early-morning phone call: his friend Harlan, a store owner, has been shot in a break-in. Cal, now a preacher, meets Buddy at the hospital, and together, as professionals and as friends, they begin to unravel what might have happened to Harlan.

If you would like to read the first chapter of The Mulligans of Mt Jefferson, go HERE.

Wednesday Hodgepodge

2012-01-18T06:47:00.001-06:00

1. A new Miss America was crowned on Saturday night-did you watch? If you were a contestant what would your talent be?

No. First of all, the Miss America pageant belongs in September, on the Saturday after Labor Day, like it was when I was a child! LOL Secondly, it's nothing like it used to be and doesn't even appeal to me anymore. But I begged to stay up and watch it when I was a little girl!

My talent? I guess I would sing, but my voice certainly isn't pageant-quality.

2. Do you have houseplants? Real or fake?

Only because they are plants I received from each of the funerals of my parents. I'm amazed the plants are still alive, although they aren't in the best of condition. I am soooo horticulturally challenged! And the problem with plants is that they either die or grow! Why can't they just stay the same size, nice and manageable and full?!

3. When you were in school did you speak up or were you more of the hide your face, avoid eye contact, and pray the teacher didn't call on you type of student?

I'm sure it will not surprise you that I was a know-it-all. (Except in the classes that I didn't!)

4. Next Monday marks the Chinese New Year...what do you order when someone suggests Chinese food?

A new friend.

5. How would you define a miracle? What would it take for you to consider something a miracle?

Something beyond human control and capability.

6. What's your favorite Disney song? If you're stuck you'll find a list here.

Ooh, hard question. I really like Tale as Old as Time from Beauty and the Beast. But I also love Spoonful of Sugar from Mary Poppins. And Tomorrow from Annie.

7. I should have _____________ yesterday.

Read more and played Words with Friends less. I have a pile of reviews coming up!

8. Insert your own random thought here.

My brain is a hodgepodge. Got most of this ready to go last night, saved it, and forgot to come back and finish it! Sigh.

Cooking the Books - A Personal Note

2012-01-17T00:00:00.000-06:00

I am pleased to be one of the first to tell you about a debut novel coming out in April by a woman that is usually behind the scenes of many of my reviews, Bonnie S. Calhoun! Bonnie runs the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance (CFBA), through which I obtain a number of the books I review, and she also is the force behind Christian Fiction Online Magazine. After knowing her only through emails, I finally had a chance to meet her in person in Atlanta. In fact, she is the one who enabled me to attend the Christy Awards and Kim Ford and I sat at her table and were known as her "peeps"! She is a hoot and such fun to be around, and this lady is the queen of all things fiction and blogging! I was delighted to hear that she had received a contract for her own novel and jumped at the chance to review an advance copy.

Cooking the Books
A Sloane Templeton Mystery
Bonnie S. Calhoun
(Abingdon Press)
ISBN: 978-1426733888
April 2012/304 pages/$14.99
After her mother dies from a heart attack, Sloane Templeton goes from Cyber Crimes Unit to bookstore owner before she can blink. She also "inherits" a half-batty store manager; a strange bunch of little old people from the neighborhood who meet at the store once a week but never read books, called the Granny Oakleys Book Club; and Aunt Verline, who fancies herself an Iron Chef when in reality you need a cast iron stomach to partake of her culinary disasters. And with a group like this you should never ask, “What else can go wrong?”

A lot! Sloane begins to receive cyber threats. While Sloane uses her computer forensic skills to uncover the source of the threats, it is discovered someone is out to kill her. Can her life get more crazy?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Bonnie S. Calhoun is director of the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance, publisher of Christian Fiction Online magazine, the Northeast Zone Director for the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), and the President of the Christian Authors Network (CAN). She is a Google-certified Top Contributor on the Blogger Help Forum and frequently conducts workshops on blogging and website construction as a faculty member at the Greater Philadelphia Christian Writers Conference and the Colorado Christian Writers Conference. She and her husband, Bob, along with a dog and cat that consider her wait-staff, live in a log home on fifteen acres in the upstate area of Binghamton, New York.

MY THOUGHTS:
Bonnie S. Calhoun has cooked up quite a story in this debut novel with an eclectic group of individuals who are surprisingly endearing, with a few exceptions, of course! It's a fine line between eccentricity and evil, and Sloane and the reader must determine who falls into which category. Sloane herself is quite a character, and she has a knack for finding herself in awkward situations. (Of course, a threat on her life could be considered a bit beyond awkward!) I found myself completely caught up in the story, and Sloane's circumstances alternately made me hold my breath and laugh out loud. This is a great debut novel, and I look forward to more books in this series. Cooking the Books adds up to a great read!

Available for preorder from Amazon.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Abingdon Press as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Chasing Mona Lisa

2012-01-16T00:01:00.000-06:00

Chasing Mona Lisa
Tricia Goyer & Mike Yorkey
(Revell)
ISBN: 978-0800720469
January 2012/325 pages/$14.99

It is August 1944 and Paris is on the cusp of liberation. As the soldiers of the Third Reich flee the Allied advance, they ravage the country, stealing countless pieces of art. Reichsmarschall Hermann Göring will stop at nothing to claim the most valuable one of all, the Mona Lisa, as a post-war bargaining chip to get him to South America. Can Swiss OSS agents Gabi Mueller and Eric Hofstadler rescue DaVinci's masterpiece before it falls into German hands?

With nonstop action, Chasing Mona Lisa is sure to get readers' adrenaline pumping as they join the chase to save the most famous painting in the world. From war-ravaged Paris to a posh country chateau, the race is on--and the runners are playing for keeps.

Read an excerpt, watch a video and find out more here.

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

Tricia Goyer is the coauthor of The Swiss Courier as well as the author of many other books, including Night Song and Dawn of a Thousand Nights, both past winners of the ACFW's Book of the Year Award for Long Historical Romance. Goyer lives with her family in Arkansas. For more about Tricia and her other books visit www.triciagoyer.com .

Mike Yorkey is the author or coauthor of dozens of books, including The Swiss Courier and the bestselling Every Man's Battle series. Married to a Swiss native, Yorkey lived in Switzerland for 18 months. He and his family currently reside in California. For more about Mike and his other books visit www.mikeyorkey.com.

MY THOUGHTS:
I thoroughly enjoyed The Swiss Courier (my review is here) so I was pleased to see a second book about Gabi Mueller in the waning days of World War II. (However, Chasing Mona Lisa can be read as a stand-alone.) Since I am not an art aficionada, I had no knowledge of the historical backdrop of the French masterpieces such as the Mona Lisa being at risk before I read this book, and the premise fascinated me. I did get a little bogged down in some of the details of the story, and it was difficult for me to keep some of the many characters straight. That could have just been the timing when I read it; if I'm really tired, I just want to lose myself in a story and not think so hard. But the book did give me a deeper appreciation for the treasured work of the masters. I know that whenever I see the enigmatic smile of the famous Mona Lisa, I will wonder just what she saw during the tumultuous days of war!

See what other reviewers on the blog tour have to say here.

Win an iTouch SPY Pack in the Chasing Mona Lisa Giveaway from @triciagoyer @mikeyorkey!

Chasing Mona Lisa is the continuing tale of Gabi Mueller and Eric Hofstadler (first introduced in The Swiss Courier). This time the due are on a relentless quest to save the most famous painting in the world - the Mona Lisa. You can help Gabi and Eric with your very own spy pack when you enter The Chasing Mona Lisa Giveaway!

One passionate protector will receive:

iTouch (The must-have device for any spy. Camera, Maps & Music.)
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Enter today by clicking one of the icons below. But hurry, the giveaway ends at noon on January 31st. The winner will be announced at the Chasing Mona Lisa Facebook Party on 1/31. Tricia and Mike will be hosting an author chat (on Facebook and Live from Tricia's website) and giving away their books and a Book Club prize pack! (Ten copies of the book for your small group or book club AND a LIVE Author Chat for your group with Tricia and Mike.)

So grab your copy of Chasing Mona Lisa and join Tricia and Mike on the evening of the 31st for an author chat, spy training (do you know how to pick a lock?) and lots of giveaways.

Don't miss a moment of the fun. RSVP today and tell your friends via FACEBOOK or TWITTER and increase your chances of winning. Hope to see you on the 31st!

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Revell & Litfuse Publicity as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

If I Sang A Silly Song

2012-01-13T00:01:00.000-06:00

Bob the Tomato, Larry the Cucumber, and their VeggieTales friends are celebrating their second decade with the release on January 24 of a new DVD of the past twenty years' best Silly Songs as voted by the fans!! Each day at the top of my sidebar on the right you can click on the link to watch the countdown leading up the video's release.

This incredible, one-of-a-kind collection features the BEST of the BEST from 20 years of VeggieTales Silly Songs! Larry the Cucumber hosts “The Silly Song Telethon” and counts down the top favorite silly songs of all-time... voted for by the fans!! This title features the top 10 songs of the first decade of VeggieTales with such classics like “Where is My Hairbrush” and “The Cheeseburger Song,” plus the top 10 songs from the second decade including “Pants,” “The Stapler Song” and “Monkey.” The fun continues with a surprise introduction of a never-before-seen, new Silly Song chosen by Larry the Cucumber from thousands of fan submissions!

The new Silly Song music video will debut on the VeggieTales website January 24 at http://www.veggietales.com/SillySong, so please watch the daily Silly Song video countdown feature that is currently in progress leading up to the premier!

You can see my interview with Mike Nawrocki, the voice of Larry the Cucumber and one of the creators of VeggieTales, whom I had the privilege of meeting last summer in Atlanta, here.

The Search Committee

2012-01-12T00:01:00.000-06:00

The Search Committee
Tim Owens
(Tyndale)
ISBN: 978-1414364452
January 2012/400 pages/$12.99

A mismatched team of seven hit the road in an Econoline church van on a mission to find a new pastor. They don't agree on much other than the stops at Hardee's for coffee and a biscuit. But they stick to the call, trying to slip undetected into worship services across the Southeast—all in hopes of stealing a preacher for their congregation.

Each member is wrestling to balance their own busy life and personal struggles. And they're trying to keep their issues to themselves. Forced to spend countless hours together, these very different personalities from different generations begin to bond. And their lives are profoundly changed as they love and support each other through the difficulties in each of their lives.

ABOUT THIS AUTHOR

Tim Owens has a doctorate in environmental engineering and is the co-owner of an environmental engineering firm. He also holds three patents, is a Scoutmaster, and participated in disaster relief in Honduras and Mozambique as a water systems engineer. He currently resides in Summerville, South Carolina, with his wife and four children.

MY THOUGHTS:
I wanted to really like this book and I stayed with it all the way through, but I was disappointed in it overall. I always hesitate to give less than positive reviews, as opinions are so subjective, but I won't rubber stamp my approval on a book that doesn't meet my standards. This novel has the potential to be really good with some additional editing. It has some great moments that folks who are long-time church goers will recognize all too well. Some will give a smile, while others might make you wince! Chapters vary between the committee's Sunday visits as a group to screen pastoral candidates and their individual lives and difficulties. It includes several of the sermons preached by those being considered, and some good points are made in those. I like that the committee members are real and flawed and dealing with a variety of very believable challenges and hurts. However, the resolutions fall short of what I expect from Christian fiction and are more in line with what I consider marginally "religious" books. To top it off, a portrayal of an incident in a neighboring church near the end of the book is a caricature that only perpetuates extreme denominational stereotypes and is disappointing to see in a Christian novel. I found it over the top and rather offensive. Tyndale's name has always been associated with some great books, but this one needs some work before I can recommend it.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Tyndale as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Wednesday Hodgepodge

2012-01-11T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Lake Superior University has once again published a list of words/phrases they think should be banished from the Queen's English in 2012:

amazing, baby bump, shared sacrifice, occupy, blowback, man cave, the new normal, pet parent, win the future, trickeration, ginormous, and thank you in advance.

Which of these words/phrases would you most like to see banished from everyday speech and why? Go here to read more about how the words are chosen.

Yes. Most of the above! It makes me crazy when words become so over used, but some are particularly stupid. Baby bump probably tops it for me, along with man cave.

2. Are you easily embarrassed?

It depends on the situation. Things to do with the body - not at all. I'm a nurse; I will talk about just about anything, even in mixed company. But if I do something stupid, commit some sort of faux pas or find myself in a socially awkward situation, then yes, I am very easily embarrassed!

3. What is your go-to snack?

Pecans or other nuts, depending what we have here.

4. Have you ever been to Washington D.C.? If not do you have any desire to go? What site/attraction would you most want to see in that city? If you have been, what's your favorite site/attraction?

No. Yes, I would love to. The Smithsonian is way at the top, but of course I'd want to see the White House, Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, etc.

5. Sit ups-planks-lunges-squats...which do you hate the least?

Well, Joyce didn't specify in what context I might hate them! I hate watching planks the least! LOL But doing them? Then lunges would be my least-hated.

6. What's a small act of kindness you were shown that you've never forgotten?

Well, I don't know if it's more depressing that I might not have received any or that I might have forgotten it! I honestly can't think of one right now.

7. Have you ever been a blood donor?

Once, at my kids' elementary school for a specific situation that I don't even remember now. But I've always been a little on the light-headed/low blood sugar side for things like that, so it's never been something I've wanted to pursue.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

I understand the details of the hearbreaking story of the parents charged and who pleaded guilty after their son died of cancer. (They took the dog to be treated for fleas but didn't take him to the doctor to see what the lumps on his neck were.)

And I am not a lawyer.

But my random question is this: how can you plead guilty to "attempted involuntary manslaughter"? If it's attempted, how can it be involuntary? And if he died, how can it be attempted? Were they trying to be ignorant and failed? Why weren't they just charged with manslaughter? That is the weirdest charge and plea I've ever heard.

Send that one up to Lake Superior's list in question #1, and send the lawyers back to English 101!

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The Captive Bride

2012-01-10T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing The Captive Heart Bethany House (January 1, 2012) by Dale Cramer

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Dale Cramer spent his formative years traveling the world as an Army brat, then settled in Georgia at the age of fifteen when his father retired.

After high school he became an electrician, a job that took him to places as diverse as power plants, stadia, airports, high-rise office buildings and a hard-rock mining operation.

Twenty-five years of experiences in the trades provided him with the wealth of characters, stories and insights that populate his novels.

When he married his childhood friend, Pam, in 1975 he had no way of knowing they would not have children until fifteen years later.

In his early forties, when Dale left his job to become a stay-at-home dad, he suddenly found himself with time on his hands, so he pursued a lifelong dream and taught himself to write.

Using an online writer’s forum as a training ground, he wrote his first short stories in 1996. As his writing skills improved he turned to novels, publishing his first book, Sutter’s Cross, in 2003.

Since then, Dale has published four more novels and garnered a measure of critical acclaim with two Christy Awards, a listing among Publisher’s Weekly’s Best Books of 2004 and numerous other Best lists. Dale and his wife Pam live in Georgia with their two sons.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Bandit troubles intensify as Caleb Bender's family tries to settle into their new life in 1920s Paradise Valley. When El Pantera kidnaps Rachel and leaves her brother, Aaron, for dead, Jake Weaver and the Mexican native Domingo pursue the bandit leader to his mountain stronghold in a hopeless rescue attempt. Jake and Domingo manage to escape with Rachel, with the bandits hot on their trail. In a desperate attempt to avoid recapture, Domingo puts himself squarely in harm's way, giving Jake and Rachel time to get away. This is not the quiet life Caleb Bender envisioned when he led his family out of Ohio. What is a father to make of his daughter's obvious affection for a man outside the fold? And how will a pacifist Amishman like Caleb respond to the events that threaten his family and their way of life?

If you would like to read the first chapter of The Captive Heart, go HERE

MY THOUGHTS:

I sometimes think Amish novels have overloaded the market, so when I had an opportunity to review Paradise Valley, the first book in this series a year or so ago, I declined. And to be brutally honest, the idea of an Amish novel written by a man just seemed a little strange. Oops. My bad! When I was in Atlanta last summer, my blog friend and roommate, Kim from Window to my World, raved about Dale Cramer's books, so I walked over to his book-signing one afternoon to meet him and take his picture for Kim. What a delightful and kind man he was! He had run out of books but after chatting with him a few minutes, my curiosity was piqued so I signed up for this blog tour. I'm so glad I did! This is nothing like any other Amish novel I have read. Set in 1923, it is about an Amish colony in Mexico, and while fiction, it is based on the story of Dale Cramer's paternal side of the family. I was fascinated--and heartbroken--by the clash between the peace-loving Amish families and the notorious group of bandits led by El Pantere, as well as by the harsh realities and hard choices that Rachel and her family faced. The Captive Heart held me captive, and this will definitely not be the only book I read by Dale Cramer!

FIRST - The Accidental Bride

2012-01-09T00:00:00.000-06:00

UPDATED 1/19/12 to add

MY THOUGHTS:

This is a fun romance with an unusual twist. . . .a staged wedding re-enactment that turns out to be more permanent than the bride and groom intended! Yet while the backdrop of the plot was light-hearted, there was nothing light about the hurts and heartaches that Shay had experienced throughout her life, the results of which left her bruised and overly sensitive to others' opinions of her. Travis and Shay are wonderfully portrayed with realistic feelings and issues. And everyone needs a Miss Lucy in their lives! Denise Hunter has woven a wonderful message into a charming novel without being preachy or overbearing.

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It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book!

You never know when I might play a wild card on you!

Today's Wild Card author is:

Denise Hunter

and the book:

The Accidental Bride

Thomas Nelson (January 3, 2012)

***Special thanks to
Audra Jennings – The B&B Media Group – for sending me a review copy.***

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Denise lives in Indiana with her husband Kevin and their three sons. In 1996, Denise began her first book, a Christian romance novel, writing while her children napped. Two years later it was published, and she's been writing ever since. Her books often contain a strong romantic element, and her husband Kevin says he provides all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too!

Visit the author's website.

SHORT BOOK DESCRIPTION:

Shay Brandenberger has built her entire life on the shifting sands of what others think. Constantly seeking the approval of others, she has struggled through a rocky childhood, a failed marriage and single parenthood. Now it looks like she’s losing the ranch that has been in her family for three generations, a surefire way to mark her as a failure in the eyes of the community. When Travis McCoy, the high school sweetheart who very publicly broke her heart fifteen years before, returns to Moose Creek, she is less than pleased. Not only does his re-appearance dredge up a deluge of painful memories, it also reminds everyone in town that it was he who left her, not the other way around. To make matters worse, Shay and Travis are unwittingly paired to play bride and groom in the annual Founder’s Day wedding re-enactment where, much to her chagrin, she discovers he still has the power to take her breath away.

Product Details:

List Price: $15.99

Paperback: 304 pages
Publisher: Thomas Nelson (January 3, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1595548025
ISBN-13: 978-1595548023

AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:

The bell above the diner’s door jingled
and—despite her most valiant effort—Shay Brandenberger’s eyes darted toward the
entry. An unfamiliar couple entered—tourists. She could tell by their khaki
Eddie Bauer vests and spanking-new hiking boots. Look out, Yellowstone.

When her heart rate returned to normal,
she checked her watch and took a sip of coffee. Five minutes till she met Miss
Lucy at the Doll House, forty till she met John Oakley at the bank. What if he
said no? What would they do then?

“Mom . . . Earth to Mom . . .” Olivia
waved her hand too close to Shay’s face, her brown eyes widening.

“Sorry, hon.” The one bright moment of
her Saturday was breakfast with her daughter, and she couldn’t enjoy it for the
dread. “What were you saying?”

Olivia set her fork on her
pancake-sticky plate and heaved a sigh worthy of her twelve-year-old self.
“Never mind.” She bounced across the vinyl bench, her thick brown ponytail
swinging. “I’m going to meet Maddy.”

“Right back here at noon,” Shay called,
but Olivia was out the door with the flick of her hand.

The diner buzzed with idle chatter.
Silverware clattered and scraped, and the savory smell of bacon and fried eggs
unsettled her stomach. She took a sip of the strong brew from the fat rim of
her mug.

The bell jingled again. I will not look. I will
not look. I will not—

The server appeared at her booth, a new
girl, and gathered Olivia’s dishes. “On the house today.”

Shay set down her mug, bristling. “Why?”

The woman shrugged. “Boss’s orders,” she
said, then made off with the dirty dishes.

From the rectangular kitchen window,
Mabel Franklin gave Shay a pointed look.

So Shay had helped the couple with their
foal the week before. It was the neighborly thing to do.

Fine. She gave a reluctant smile and a
wave. She pulled her wallet from her purse, counted out the tip, and dragged
herself from the booth, remembering her daughter’s bouncy exit. Lately her
thirty-two years pressed down on her body like a two-ton boulder.

She opened the diner’s door and peeked
both ways before exiting the Tin Roof and turning toward the Doll House. She
was only checking sidewalk traffic, not hiding. Nope, she wasn’t hiding from
anyone. The boardwalks were busy on Saturdays. That was why she hadn’t come to
town for two weeks. Why their pantry was emptier than a water trough at high
noon.

She hurried three shops down and slipped
into the cool, welcoming air of Miss Lucy’s shop.

“ ’Morning, Miss Lucy.”

“ ’Morning, dear.” The elderly woman, in
the middle of helping a customer, called over her rounded shoulder, “It’s in
the back.” Miss Lucy’s brown eyes were big as buckeyes behind her thick
glasses, and her white curls glowed under the spotlights.

“Okeydoke.” Shay forced her feet toward
the storeroom.

A musty smell assaulted her as she
entered the back room and flipped on the overhead fluorescents. She scanned the
boxes of doll parts and skeins of yarn until she found what she was looking
for. She approached the box, lifted the lid, and parted the tissue.

The wedding gown had been carefully
folded and tucked away. Shay ran her fingers over the delicate lace and pearls.
Must’ve been crisp white in its day, but time had cast a long shadow over it.
Time had a way of doing that.

Her fingers lingered on the thin fabric.
She remembered another time, another dress. A simple white one that hung on her
young shoulders, just skimmed the cement of the courthouse steps. The ache that
squeezed her heart had faded with time, but it was there all the same. Would it
ever go away?

Shaking her head, Shay turned back to
the task at hand. The gown seemed too pretty, too fragile to disturb.

Oh well. She’d promised.

She pulled it out and draped it over the
box, then shimmied from her jeans. When she was down to the bare necessities,
she stepped carefully into the gown. She eased it over her narrow hips and slid
her arms into the long sleeves. The neckline was modest, the gathered skirt
fuller than anything she ever wore. Here in the air-conditioning it was fine,
but she would swelter next Saturday.

Leaving the button-up back gaping, she
hitched the skirt to the top of her cowboy boots and entered the store.

Miss Lucy was ushering the customer out
the door. When she turned, she stopped, her old-lady shoes squeaking on the
linoleum. “Land sakes.”

Shay took two steps forward and dropped
the skirt. It fell to the floor with a whoosh.

“Fits like a glove,” Miss Lucy said.
“And with some low heels it’ll be the perfect length.”

Shay didn’t even own heels. “My boots’ll
have to do. Button the back?”

Miss Lucy waddled forward, turned Shay
toward a small wall mirror flecked with time, and began working the tiny pearl
buttons.

Shay’s breath caught at her image. She
forced its release, then frowned. Wedding gowns were bad luck. She’d sworn
she’d never wear another. If someone had told her yesterday she’d be wearing
this thing today, she’d have said they were one straw short of a bale.

Miss Lucy moved up to the buttons
between her shoulders, and Shay lifted her hair. The dress did fit, clinging to
her torso like it was made for her, wouldn’t you know. Even the color
complemented her olive skin.

Still, there was that whole bad luck
thing.

And what would everyone think of Shay
Brandenberger wearing this valuable piece of Moose Creek heritage? A white
wedding gown, no less. If she didn’t have the approval of her closest friends
and neighbors, what did she have? Not much, to her thinking.

She wanted to cut and run. Wanted to
shimmy right out of the dress, tuck it into that box in the storeroom, slip
back into her Levi’s and plaid button-up, and go back to her ranch where she
could hole up for the next six months.

She checked the time and wished Miss
Lucy had nimbler fingers. Of all days to do this, a Saturday, when everyone
with two legs was in town. And she still had that infernal meeting with John
Oakley.

Please, God, I can’t lose our home . . .

“I’m obliged to you, dear. I completely
forgot Jessie was going out of town.”

“No problem.”

“Baloney. You’d rather be knee-deep in
cow dung.” The woman’s marionette lines at the sides of her mouth deepened.

“It’s one hour of my life.” A pittance,
after all Miss Lucy had done for her.

Miss Lucy finished buttoning, and Shay
dropped her hair and smoothed the delicate lace at the cuffs.

“Well, bless you for being willing. God
is smiling down on you today for your kindness.”

Shay doubted God really cared one way or
another. It was her neighbors she worried about.

“Beautiful, just beautiful. You’ll be
the talk of the town on Founders Day.”

“No doubt.” Everyone in Moose Creek
would be thinking about the last time she’d worn a wedding gown. And the time
before that.

Especially the time before that.

Third time’s a charm, Shay thought, the corner of her lip
turning up.

“Stop fretting,” Miss Lucy said,
squeezing her shoulders. “You look quite fetching, like the gown was made for
you. I won’t have to make a single alteration. Why, it fits you better than it
ever did Jessie—don’t you tell her I said so.”

Shay tilted her head. Maybe Miss Lucy
was right. The dress did make the most of her figure. And she had as much right
to wear it as anyone. Maybe more—she was born and raised here, after all. It
was just a silly old reenactment anyway. No one cared who the bride and groom
were.

The bell jingled as the door opened
behind her. She glanced in the mirror, over her shoulder, where a hulking
silhouette filled the shop’s doorway. There was something familiar in the set
of the man’s broad shoulders, in the slow way he reached up and removed his
hat.

The sight of him constricted her rib
cage, squeezed the air from her lungs as if she were wearing a corset. But she
wasn’t wearing a corset. She was wearing a wedding gown. Just as she had been
the last time she’d set eyes on Travis McCoy.

TSMSS - Faithful God

2012-01-07T00:01:00.000-06:00

I've mentioned once or forty times that I love Laura Story. Her song Blessings has touched my heart and ministered to me in so many ways, and the opportunity I had to sit down and talk with her last summer in Atlanta was truly a highlight of that trip for me. She is as real as they come - and she would be the first to tell you that she is just an ordinary woman whose greatest desire is for God to be glorified in the midst of her life.

While that song is the title of her most recent CD, it is by no means the only treasure on that recording. The final song, Faithful God is another absolutely stellar song that I can pretty much guarantee that you will love! If you have read my interview with Laura or heard/read her testimony in other places, you are familiar with the journey she and her husband, Martin, have been on these past few years as he has been recovering from a brain tumor diagnosed just 18 months after their wedding. Like Blessings, Faithful God was birthed from this experience. Here Laura shares the background of this song, followed by the song itself:

Faithful God, every promise kept
Every need You've met, Faithful God
All I am and all I'll ever be
Is all because You love faithfully
Faithful God

Visit Amy's for more songs.

A New and Healthier Casserole Recipe

2012-01-06T00:01:00.000-06:00

One of the dishes I volunteered to make for our Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners with the extended family is a broccoli casserole. I have never been overly fond of the traditional broccoli and rice combination, and for a meal with dressing and sweet potatoes, I really didn't see the point in adding more carbs to the meal by putting rice in the vegetables! Plus, we have a couple of diabetics in the family now. So I was really tickled when I found this recipe from Cooking Light. I don't know if the recipe they started with had rice in it, but they cut 26 grams of fat when they lightened it up! The whole family loved it. Most broccoli casserole recipes that I looked at had almost 400 calories per serving, and this one only has 141! It was even pretty quick to throw together. I knew when I made it Thanksgiving that it was going to make a return appearance at Christmas! I highly recommend adding this to your recipe collection for any occasion!

ZESTY BROCCOLI CASSEROLE

3 (10-ounce) packages frozen broccoli florets, thawed
Cooking spray
1 1/2 cups fat-free milk
2 1/2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
3/4 cup (3 ounces) shredded sharp cheddar cheese
1/2 cup (4 ounces) fat-free cream cheese, softened
1 cup fat-free mayonnaise
3/4 cup chopped onion (about 1/2 medium)
1 (8-ounce) can water chestnuts, rinsed, drained, and sliced
3/4 cup Panko (Japanese breadcrumbs; can also use regular breadcrumbs)
2 teaspoons butter, melted

Preparation:

Preheat oven to 375°.
Arrange broccoli in an even layer in an 11 x 7-inch baking dish coated with cooking spray; set aside.
Combine milk, flour, salt, and pepper in a large saucepan over medium-high heat; bring to a boil. Cook 1 minute or until thick, stirring constantly. Remove from heat. Add cheddar and cream cheeses; stir until smooth. Stir in mayonnaise, onion, and water chestnuts. Spoon cheese mixture evenly over broccoli.
Place Panko in a small bowl. Drizzle with butter, and toss. Sprinkle breadcrumb mixture evenly over cheese mixture. Lightly spray breadcrumb layer with cooking spray. Bake at 375° for 25 minutes or until mixture begins to bubble and breadcrumbs brown.

*Scaling Amounts: For Thanksgiving, I bought a 40 ounce bag of frozen broccoli florets and upped the other ingredients by about 1/4. (But this is one of those recipes that doesn't have to be exact!) I used a 9 x 13 deep casserole and it was enough for 20 teens and adults (a few of those teens are pretty picky!) At Christmas, I doubled the recipe, using most of a 64-ounce bag of broccoli and an 11 x 17 casserole dish for 22 people and there was lots left over.

Nutritional Information
Amount per serving
Calories: 141
Calories from fat: 31%
Fat: 4.9g
Saturated fat: 2.6g
Monounsaturated fat: 1.3g
Polyunsaturated fat: 0.7g
Protein: 8.6g
Carbohydrate: 17.9g
Fiber: 4.1g
Cholesterol: 15mg
Iron: 1mg
Sodium: 484mg
Calcium: 173mg

Cooking Light
JULY 2006

The Rose of Winslow Street

2012-01-05T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing The Rose of Winslow Street Bethany House (January 1, 2012)

by Elizabeth Camden

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

A research librarian and associate professor, Elizabeth Camden has a master’s in history from the University of Virginia and a master’s in library science from Indiana University. She has published several articles for academic publications and is the author of four nonfiction history books. Her ongoing fascination with history and love of literature have led her to write inspirational fiction. Elizabeth lives with her husband in central Florida.

ABOUT THE BOOK:

The last thing Libby Sawyer and her father expected upon their return from their summer home was to find strangers inhabiting a house that had been in their family for decades. Widower Michael Dobrescu brought his family from Romania to the town of Colden, Massachusetts with a singular purpose: to claim the house willed to him long ago. Since neither party has any intention of giving up their claim, a fierce legal battle ensues between the two families.

When important documents go missing from the house, Libby suspects Michael is the culprit. Determined to discover the truth behind the stolen papers, Libby investigates, only to find more layers of mystery surrounding Michael and his family. Despite their rivalry, Libby finds herself developing feelings for this man with the mysterious past.

As a decision about the house looms in the courts, Libby must weigh the risks of choosing to remain loyal to her family or give her heart to a man whose intentions and affections are less than certain.

If you would like to read the first chapter of The Rose of Winslow Street, go HERE.

MY THOUGHTS:

This was quite an intriguing book. They say possession is nine-tenths of the law, but I'm thankful I don't have to worry about someone moving into my house while I'm away! There's much more to this story than the simple matter of who owns the house. The characters are multi-faceted. For example, Michael is at times intense and determined, even harsh, yet he also displays a surprisingly tender heart and an unexpected gentleness with his fragile sister and his sons. As for Libby's family, I'll just say she is definitely the best of the bunch--a rose among thorns, so to speak! I did have a bit of difficulty following the historical background of Michael's family and their connection to the convent destroyed by an earthquake, but overall this is an enjoyable read.

First Hodgepodge of 2012

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1. What are three words you would use to describe your 2011?

Busy, stressful, exhausting.

2. Do you like shrimp? What's your favorite way to have it prepared?

Yes, especially grilled. Bonus points if it's wrapped with bacon!

3. Is your house de-Christmased? If so when did you tackle that job? If not, when will the decorations come down?

Yep. I did it Friday and Saturday. I'm usually ready for it to come down the minute Christmas is over, but since we had an artificial tree this year, I didn't feel quite so pressured.

4. Do you like to watch scary movies?

No. I had some real-life scary experiences as a child that pretty much traumatized me. I don't need movies to dredge any of that up or add anything to my imagination!

5. Ice skating~sledding~skiing~snowboarding~of the four listed which wintertime activity do you most enjoy?

Watching ice skating and skiing on television!

6. Did you have a childhood hideout? Describe it.

I wouldn't call it a hideout, particularly, but the tree in our front yard had two big branches that formed a V just perfectly that I loved to sit in and I'd sometimes take a book up there.

7. What's a place or space that motivates you?

I have no idea. For me, motivation comes from inside or from other people or from situations, not from a physical place.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Yesterday brought an unexpected teary-eyed moment as my boy had his last check-up with our pediatrician. I hadn't really thought about it until I was sitting with him in the waiting room and a couple of moms were reading to their little ones. We love our pediatrician and have had a really great relationship with him. We've remembered his birthday, cooked him a meal when he was out with a back injury, taken them plates of Christmas goodies, had spiritual conversations -- so many sweet memories came to mind as I sat there. He and his wife (his nurse practitioner) even sent me flowers when I had major surgery almost 15 years ago. My kids have never dreaded going to the doctor. At the end of the appointment, he and I reminisced about my boy's hospitalizations for viral meningitis (age 7 months), pneumonia (15 months), rotovirus (2 1/2 years), and two incidents of stitches. He'll still see my boy for illnesses as needed when he's home from college until he's 21, but that chapter is basically closed. And my girl sees his wife for most visits. It really caught me by surprise how much it impacted me. Sniff, sniff!

The Keeper

2012-01-03T00:00:00.000-06:00

The Keeper
Suzanne Woods Fisher
(Revell)
ISBN: 978-0800719876
January 2012/370 pages/$14.99

Julia Lapp has planned on marrying Paul Fisher since she was a girl. Now twenty-one, she looks forward to their wedding with giddy anticipation. When Paul tells her he wants to postpone the wedding--again--she knows who is to blame. Perpetual bachelor and spreader of cold feet, Roman Troyer, the Bee Man.

Roamin' Roman travels through the Amish communities of Ohio and Pennsylvania with his hives full of bees, renting them out to farmers in need of pollinators. He relishes his nomadic life, which keeps him from thinking about all he has lost. He especially enjoys bringing his bees to Stoney Ridge each year. But with Julia on a mission to punish him for inspiring Paul's cold feet, the Lapp farm is looking decidedly less pleasant.

Can Julia secure the future she's always dreamed of? Or does God have something else in mind?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Suzanne Woods Fisher's interest in the Amish began with her grandfather, W.D. Benedict, who was raised Plain. She has many, many Plain relatives living in Franklin County, Pennsylvania, and travels back to Pennsylvania, as well as to Ohio, a couple of times each year for research.

Suzanne has a great admiration for the Plain people and believes they provide wonderful examples to the world. In both her fiction and non-fiction books, she has an underlying theme: You don't have to "go Amish" to incorporate many of their principles--simplicity, living with less, appreciating nature, forgiving others more readily-- into your life.

When Suzanne isn't writing or bragging to her friends about her first new grandbaby (!), she is raising puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you just can't take life too seriously when a puppy is tearing through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.

Suzanne can be found on-line at: www.suzannewoodsfisher.com.

MY THOUGHTS:
It's a happy day when a book by Suzanne Woods Fisher finds its way into my hands! As with all of her stories, The Keeper is fresh and full of endearing characters! Well, Paul was quite aggravating and I wanted to throttle him a time or three! And when Fern showed up, I wanted to give her some sugar for the lemons she seemed to have eaten and sweeten her up! Julia and her siblings were just like any other family: alternately loving and contentious, except for sweet, sweet Menno. Julia has way too much responsibility on her shoulders as she mothers her siblings and cares for her ailing dad, and the uncertainty with Paul just adds to her burdens. Several plots entwined in this story and unexpected twists touched my heart. Suzanne's new Stoney Ridge Seasons is off to a wonderful start with this first book in the series. It is absolutely a . . . Keeper!

On a personal note, I have had the privilege of becoming friends with Suzanne through her blog over the past several years; she has shared, at times, her journey through her dad's struggle with Alzheimer's. He slipped away into heaven early Sunday morning as the new year began. Please pray for Suzanne as she grieves the final loss of her precious dad.

You can read my interview from our time in Atlanta here.

It’s a “Honey of a Giveaway” from Suzanne Woods Fisher!

Suzanne is hosting a "honey of a giveaway"during the blog tour for The Keeper! During 1/3-1/17 you can enter to win an iPad2 from Suzanne and connect with her on January 17th at The Keeper Facebook Party!

During the giveaway one Grand Prize winner will receive a Prize Pack valued at $600:

A brand new 16 KB iPad 2 with Wi-Fi
A $25 gift certificate to iTunes
A copy of The Keeper

But wait--there's more! Just click one of the icons below to enter, then on 1/17 join Suzanne for The Keeper Facebook Party! During the party Suzanne will announce the winner of the "Honey" of an iPad Giveaway and host a fun book chat and give away some fun "honey" inspired prizes - It'll be 'sweet"!

RSVP early and tell your friends!

Don't miss a moment of the fun. RSVP today and tell your friends via FACEBOOK or TWITTER and increase your chances of winning. Hope to see you on the 17th!

The Maid of Fairbourne Hall

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This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing The Maid of Fairbourne Hall Bethany House (January 1, 2012) by Julie Klassen
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Julie worked in publishing for sixteen years (first in advertising, then as a fiction editor) and now writes full time. Two of her books, The Girl in the Gatehouse and The Silent Governess won the Christy Award for Historical Romance. The Girl in the Gatehouse also won a Midwest Book Award and The Silent Governess was a finalist in Romance Writers of America's RITA awards.

She graduated from the University of Illinois and enjoys travel, research, BBC period dramas, long hikes, short naps, and coffee with friends. Julie and her husband have two sons and live near St. Paul, Minnesota.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Pampered Margaret Macy flees London in disguise to escape pressure to marry a dishonorable man. With no money and nowhere else to go, she takes a position as a housemaid in the home of Nathaniel Upchurch, a suitor she once rejected in hopes of winning his dashing brother. Praying no one will recognize her, Margaret fumbles through the first real work of her life. If she can last until her next birthday, she will gain an inheritance from a spinster aunt--and sweet independence. But can she remain hidden as a servant even when prying eyes visit Fairbourne Hall?

Observing both brothers as an "invisible" servant, Margaret learns she may have misjudged Nathaniel. Is it too late to rekindle his admiration? And when one of the family is nearly killed, Margaret alone discovers who was responsible. Should she come forward, even at the risk of her reputation and perhaps her life? And can she avoid an obvious trap meant to force her from hiding?

On her journey from wellborn lady to servant to uncertain future, Margaret must learn to look past appearances and find the true meaning of "serve one another in love."

If you would like to read the first chapter of The Maid of Fairbourne Hall, go HERE

MY THOUGHTS
I fully expect this book to add to Julie Klassen's collection of awards, for I consider it to be her best one yet! Margaret Macy is perfectly portrayed: I found myself sympathetic to her situation yet not liking her personality very much as the book began, which was just as it should be. I warmed up to her as her view of life changed and her haughty rough edges softened as a result of her experience "belowstairs" and found myself holding my breath in hopes that everything would work out just right for her! The other characters in the book are equally well-developed, from the entitled wealthy to the rakish playboys to the hardworking and desperate houseservants. This book presents a wonderful picture of the disparity between the lives of servants and those they serve. Danger, suspense, romance all intertwine to make this book an absolutely delightful read, and I savored every page. I highly recommend this novel for anyone who loves historical fiction!

TSMSS - My Prayer for 2012

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Coming in 2012!

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7 AUTHORS
7 STORIES

Find out more HERE!

Auld Lang Hodgepodge

2011-12-28T09:29:00.001-06:00

There's nothing like Christmas break and traveling to get my days all out of whack and make me forget to post the Hodgepodge! Here it is, a few hours late!

1. Share something you loved about your Christmas Day.

The church service at my MIL's church. I love the pastor and his message, as always, was really good. And after he spoke, a man sang O Holy Night like I've never heard it before, and I've heard some great renditions, such as David Phelps and others. This man sang all three verses (something I rarely hear anymore and that was a treat!) , and I hesitate to say he sang them. He interpreted them. Yet there was nothing showy about anything he did in his pauses or his hand gestures as he sang. As the pastor got up to close the service he said, "We have been to church!"

2. You get to put five items in a time capsule to be opened in 100 years, what items would you choose and why?

I don't think time capsules are going to be quite as necessary because of the digital history we already have. Knowing how quickly technology changes, I would probably put in 1) a newspaper, both for the news it contains and the format, 2) a Bible - hopefully, that won't be too much of an unfamiliar item, but I would want it to represent my life today, 3) a telephone - we even still have one with a cord, which will provide lots of puzzled amazement a century from now, 4) a Scrabble game, to show that people did play games face to face across a table and not just online, and 5) a pastry blender, because I still make pie crusts from scratch; they'll probably have no idea what that is! LOL

3. What do you like on a cracker?

Cream cheese with raspberry chipotle sauce.

4. Do you make resolutions at the start of a new year? How'd that work out for you this past year?

Nope.

5. What's a song or song lyric you'll associate with 2011?

Laura Story's Blessings. I love that song and it's message, and I loved getting to interview her!

6. How will you ring in the new year?

Warm and snug in my bed.

7. What is something you look forward to in 2012?

Knowing that God is already there!

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Last week my girl had allergy testing and tomorrow she starts allergy shots. She is less than thrilled, although she is hopeful that the result will be less congestion and fewer issues with her voice. I just keep thinking, "as if she weren't busy enough, now we add weekly trips to the doctor for this!"

The Day After

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I discovered this song last year and absolutely love it!

So take down the stockings and take back the sweaters,
Take down the lights and the star and the tree,
But don't let this world take your joy after Christmas,
Take joy to the world and just sing:

Happy Day After Christmas
Merry rest of the year
Even when Christmas is over
The Light of the world is still here!

Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift that keeps on giving!

The Indescribable Gift!

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The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us.
(John 1:14)

Christmas Blessings to you as you celebrate this indescribable gift!

TSMSS - Christmas Eve

2011-12-24T00:00:00.000-06:00

Two of my very favorites that make my heart swell with worship:

Fall on your knees! O night divine, O Holy Night!

Visit Amy's for more songs. Have a Blessed and Merry Christmas!

Have a Holly Jolly Hodgepodge

2011-12-21T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Are you cooking Christmas dinner? How many will be round your table this year? What are we having?

Christmas dinner is turkey and dressing, which delights me to know end. I get it twice a year, at Thanksgiving and Christmas, and I love it! We will be at my brother-in-law's house, and I believe there will be 22 of us, all of my man's family plus a couple of other parents-in-law. I am providing the sweet potatoes, the broccoli casserole, and the pecan pies. I am also doing most of Christmas Eve lunch at my MIL's, which is traditionally tamales and Mexican food.

2. What is one must-have Christmas cookie in your house?

Well, these are not cookies, but I always make peanut brittle for the family and to give to friends. And I make pralines for Christmas Eve.

3. Santa likes a glass of milk with his cookies. Do you? What kind of milk is on tap at your house-skim? almond? soy? full fat (Gasp!)

If all 4 of us are here, we have 2% for my boy, chocolate for him and for my coffee, and fat-free for the rest of us. And we go through about six gallons a week. When the boy is at college, it's just the fat-free and I keep just a pint of low-fat chocolate to splash in my morning coffee.

4. Time magazine recently named their 'Person of the Year' for 2011. This is the person the editors believe had the greatest impact, for better or worse, in the past year. This year they chose 'The Protester'. Your thoughts? Who would you name Person of the Year for 2011?

While I agree that the right to protest is an important freedom, I thought that was a clearly liberal statement. I think sometimes folks protest about things they really have no business getting their knickers in a knot over. People are way too easily offended these days and far too concerned about perceived -- or even real -- offenses. If they put as much effort into straightening out their own lives as they do criticizing other folks, the world would be a lot better off.

I am totally blanking on who I would choose. I'm sure there's been a story of someone who is an ordinary person making an impact in their world just because that's what they are called to do, not because they have anything to gain. That is the Person of the Year for me!

5. December 21st is National Flashlight Day... when was the last time you needed a flashlight and did you know right where to find one?

National Flashlight Day?! Seriously? There's a day for everything.

(I was about to say, "Next you'll tell me there's a National Toilet Paper Day," but decided I better Google that, just in case, and THERE IS! Good grief!)

Back to the flashlight question - I needed one just the other day and yes, I knew where it was.

6. Candy canes...yum or yuck?

Peppermint flavor is okay, but I prefer it in a pop-it-in-my-mouth mint. Licking a candy cane gets sticky, even if you leave the wrapping on.

7. What Christmas carol lyric means the most to you?

Oh, wow. It depends on the day. If you're strictly confining it to carols, as in the ones in the hymnal (which would eliminate O Holy Night, for example), it's still a hard choice. I LOVE O Come, O Come Emmanuel. But another one that I've loved for years is It Came Upon a Midnight Clear. I posted the verse about resting our loads a couple of weeks ago. This is another wonderful verse, and so fitting today with the political tensions between nations and here within the USSA:

Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Saw this on Facebook this week and loved it. It's apparently a poster from Australia.

The Spirit of Texas

2011-12-19T21:03:00.001-06:00

The Spirit of Texas:
The Astonishing Story of a Pioneer Rancher’s Family and Their Mighty State
by Winston Menzies
Creative Publishing Company
ISBN: 978-0-9826143-2-7
November 2011/270 pages/Hardcover/$29.99

In June of 1876, a young carpenter arrived in Galveston with nothing more than a chest of tools and a desire to find work in the burgeoning seaport city. His name was William Menzies. He was 21 years old, fiercely independent and determined to make his way in the world. Galveston was clearly not where his future would lie, however, and a combination of storms, floods, a fire and a lack of work soon drove him inland. A decade later, having broken countless horses as a horse trader to earn his keep in the interim, the young man finally found himself on the banks of the San Saba River in Menard County. It was here he decided to buy a couple of sections of land to set roots and stay.

And there on the banks of the San Saba those roots reached deep and took hold. So deep, in fact, that in 1957, some 80 years after he’d first arrived in Galveston, the Texas State Legislature recognized William as one of the state’s pioneer ranchers and a leader in the area of progressive agriculture.

The Spirit of Texas: The Astonishing Story of a Pioneer Rancher’s Family and Their Mighty State (Creative Publishing Company) is William’s story as chronicled by his great-grandson, Winston Menzies, a pastor and writer now living in Georgia. Crafted from his own memories as well as those of friends and relatives, Menzies does not hesitate to weave local and state history, politics and culture into his family’s story. In so doing, he exposes the bones of Texas’ romance and lore, revealing the raw passion and determination of the men and women who went there seeking independence and reminding the reader of the indelible mark they left behind. “The Spirit of Texas is more than just the story of William Menzies; it’s the story of the pioneers who first settled the land and made Texas what it is today,” Winston says. “In researching for this book, I found no other book that tells the story of Texas through the stories of its people.”

In telling his great-grandfather’s story, the author throws open the door to the Menzies’ family home and welcomes us in. It is here we meet Letha Ann, the woman who became William’s wife and the matriarch of the Menzies clan. With love and care, the author introduces us to this remarkable woman who devoted her life to being William’s helpmate, bearing his eight children and instilling in each the same pioneering spirit and unshakeable faith that was the hallmark of the Menzies name. A living complement to her husband, Letha Ann’s own story is one of courage, faith and unflinching dedication.

Along with the Menzies’ sons and daughters, neighbors and friends, we are also introduced to a host of other ordinary folk who persisted in living extraordinary lives in order to forge a place for themselves in the raw Texas landscape. Folks like Willie Roberts, the first white child born in Menard County who, even though stricken with polio while still a toddler, managed to defy unimaginable odds to live a rich, full life on his own terms. Folks like Dr. Ed Knipling who grew up on his father’s Port Lavaca farm and experienced firsthand the devastation to livestock wrought by a deadly pest: the screwworm fly. It was Knipling who determined that through the release of sterilized male flies the problem might be eradicated. His ability to look past the problem to see the solution brought a successful end to the damage done by the screwworm fly and was, at the time, labeled the “greatest entomological achievement of the 20th century” by the U.S. Secretary of Agriculture.

While The Spirit of Texas is clearly the story of William Menzies and his legacy, it is also the story of all the pioneers who settled throughout Texas, carving out their own legacies in an unforgiving land. It is a story that should be read by anyone wanting to know Texas and Texans better. It is also a story that those who already know and love the state and its people may thoroughly embrace and enjoy. Find out more at the book's website.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

It was only after receiving copies of his great-grandparents’ obituaries from an elderly family member that Winston Menzies discovered the need to document his family’s history before it was lost to future generations. When he realized that if he didn’t do it, no one else would, he began the information gathering process in earnest. And even then, he never imagined a book like The Spirit of Texas would be the end result.

"I had no idea what I was getting into on this one," he admitted. "I thought it would be maybe fifteen or twenty pages of interesting facts about the family, but I just kept uncovering more and more information. It ended up taking me four years to write the book and became a real labor of love. Still I never dreamed The Spirit of Texas would be what it turned out to be."

Asked what he’d like his readers to take away from the book, Winston said he hopes they’ll be inspired. "I would like for them to recognize that God created them for a reason and that they have a genius to do something really great with their lives. That’s what I hope for. That they realize they can be independent and work for something meaningful in life—against great odds—just as my great-grandparents and all the men and women who settled Texas did. It’s still possible today."

Due to his father’s military career, Winston was born on a military base in Nevada and spent his childhood living all over the United States, including many times in Texas. After leaving high school, he returned to the family’s home state to attend college, graduating from Texas A&M where he received his pilot’s license and was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the United States Army.

While not officially born in Texas, Winston freely admits he still considers himself a full-fledged Texan because of his family ties and ranch there. "I’ve always been in Texas a lot. They say," he joked, "there are only two kinds of people in this world: Those who live in Texas and those who wish they could."

Following college, Winston became an Army Ranger, served as a platoon leader in the 82nd Airborne division and later was selected to be aide to the Commanding General. Volunteering twice to command rifle companies in Vietnam, he finally served as a Brigade Adjutant before resigning his commission to pursue a career in business. After founding several businesses in the real estate field, he was called into the ministry at the age of 44.

Today Winston oversees an evangelical ministry serving a number of prisons, jails and youth development centers in the Atlanta, Georgia area and serves as pastor of Greater Grace Church, a non-denominational church in Covington, Georgia. Additionally, he is the director of the Shepherd’s House, a residential recovery ministry. He has also written a number of books and seminars. Winston believes he has about the most exciting time in life anyone could ever hope for. He and his wife, Donna, and their horses live in Conyers. They have two grown sons, Ron and John. Visit his website to learn more.

MY THOUGHTS:

Those who live outside the Lone Star State may dismiss the title and premise of this book as another Texas tall tale, but one only has to read a few pages to recognize that William and Letha Ann were an amazing couple and represent the determination, work ethic, backbone, and faith that settled and tamed this state. Letha Ann makes the Proverbs 31 woman look like an absolute slacker! This book is a history-lover's delight with its detailed account of life in Texas in the late 1800's and its many photographs chronicling the lives and events of this family. You will have a new appreciation for the pioneers who settled this great state, as well as others who faced similar challenges across the fledgling USA.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from The B&B Media Group as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

The Snowflake Party by Deborah Raney

2011-12-18T22:09:00.001-06:00

This has been a crazy weekend, but I didn't want to miss sharing my sweet author friend Deborah Raney's post for the 12 Pearls of Christmas!

Welcome to the 12 Pearls of Christmas!

Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.

AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway! Fill out this simple {form} and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.

If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit www.pearlgirls.info and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace or one of the Pearl Girls products (all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.

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The Snowflake Party

By Deborah Raney

The first snow of winter hasn’t fallen yet, but in our kitchen tonight we’re doing a pretty good imitation. The whole family is circled around the huge old oak table. The snip, snip, snip of scissors is background music as tiny scraps of white paper float down, making our floor look like a giant brownie sprinkled with powdered sugar.

Tonight has turned out to be the night for our annual Snowflake Party, a tradition that began when our children were toddlers. There has never been a date blocked out in red on our calendar, but one day we wake up and the brisk autumn air has turned bitter cold. Naked tree branches trace their stark calligraphy on a dull grey sky and we need a taste of the joyful promises of Christmas and snow. It’s the perfect time for a party.

On such a day, one of the kids will fly in the back door, fresh home from school, and declare “Hey, Mom! Tonight would be a good night for the Snowflake Party!” First we round up every pair of scissors in the house. This is one time when sharing is not a virtue. While the kids search for scissors, I cut white paper into squares and fold them caddy-corner multiple times. The resulting triangles are artfully arranged in a basket, awaiting the beginning of the party.

Later, while the supper dishes dry on the counter, I recruit a volunteer to help me stir up a big pot of hot cocoa. For the next hour it will warm on the back burner, tantalizing us with its aroma.

Now the fun begins with careful cutting and snipping, shaping plain white paper into intricate works of art. Each snowflake we create seems as unique and spectacular as the genuine variety created by God himself. As each masterpiece is unfolded, collective oohs and aahs go up.

When the last dregs of our creative juices are drained, Dad oversees the vacuum patrol while I pour cocoa into generous mugs. We spread our handiwork on the floor around us and sit, quietly admiring our work while we dunk marshmallows and sip rich chocolate.

With empty mugs piled up in the sink, it’s time for the judging to begin. There will be awards for ‘prettiest’, ‘most unusual’, and as many other categories as we need for everyone to be a winner. Dad is the judge because he studied art in college. He also usually wins one of the top prizes––because he studied art in college.

Snowflakes deemed runners-up might be pasted in scrapbooks or hung on the refrigerator. A few even “melt” into the trash that very night. But the winners are taped proudly to the picture windows in the living room for passersby to enjoy while they long for the day when genuine snowflakes will color the world clean and white.

Our oldest daughter went away to college last September. She called just after Thanksgiving to tell me that her dorm window was covered with snowflakes. No, not the real thing, but the ones she remembers from her childhood––paper ones that she spent an entire evening cutting and snipping while sipping hot cocoa.

That’s the neat thing about traditions: They go with us no matter how far from home we travel.

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DEBORAH RANEY's first novel, A Vow to Cherish, inspired the World Wide Pictures film of the same title. Her books have since won the RITA Award, ACFW Carol Award, HOLT Medallion, National Readers' Choice Award, Silver Angel, and have twice been Christy Award finalists. After All, third in her Hanover Falls Novels series will release next spring from Howard/Simon & Schuster. Deb and her husband, Ken Raney, enjoy small-town life in Kansas. Their four children are grown now and having snowflake parties with their own children––and they all live much too far away. Visit Deb on the web at www.deborahraney.com.

TSMSS - The Holiness of Christmas

2011-12-17T00:01:00.000-06:00

I've always loved Christmas. But I'm discovering that the older I get, the less I enjoy the "clutter" of Christmas and the more I'm drawn to the holiness of Christmas. Most of the times as I have walked into stores this fall, I have literally felt repulsed by the excessive amount of stuff overflowing shelves as retailers clamor for business. I'm not a Scrooge by any means, but so much of what I see is just pointless, gimmicky junk. What a waste of time, energy, and money.

I love this new song by Matthew West, reminding us what really matters. Come back to The Heart of Christmas.

In the shadow of a steeple
In a star that lights the way
You can find Him in a manger
The heart of Christmas has a name

Don't miss it, the heart of Christmas

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I post this one every year, but it's just too good to skip! LOL

I had never paid much attention to this song until a few years ago, after I had been in a study of the Old Testament. Studying the Israelites and their struggles and captivities gave this beautiful song a whole new meaning. And one only has to turn on the news or at much of the world around us today to echo this prayer - "O Come, O Come Emmanuel."

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of Hell Thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

Visit Amy's for more songs!

Comfort and Joy by Sandy Ralya

2011-12-16T00:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to the 12 Pearls of Christmas!

Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.

AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway! Fill out this simple form and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.

If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit www.pearlgirls.info and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace or one of the Pearl Girls products (all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.

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Where is Comfort and Joy Found?
By Sandy Ralya
The year 2006 ushered unwelcome emotions into my life. My husband was unhappy in his job, two of my grown children were making poor choices, my mother-in-law was showing signs of Alzheimer’s, extended-family issues were surfacing, and I was writing a book. Things only got worse. Much worse.

Early in 2007, I was asked to represent the mentoring ministry for wives I founded, Beautiful Womanhood, and lead a women’s conference in Uganda, Africa. My husband wasn’t sure if traveling to Africa was a good idea, so we committed it to prayer. While we were listening for an answer, I sensed God asking me to fast from spending, except for groceries, for thirty days. Sometimes you know that you’ve heard God’s voice because you’d never have come up with those words on your own. This was one of those times. I’d never heard of a fast from spending. Tom needed no convincing that a fast from spending came directly from the mouth of God. He still gets excited just thinking about it!

During the fast, it became clear I had used spending as a way to gain a comfort fix. When I was spending money, I felt carefree and lighthearted. Instead of dwelling on the unpleasantness in my life, I was thinking of my purchases and how they would bring me pleasure. Not until I stopped spending did I realize how short-lived the fix really was. During the fast, when I felt the urge to spend—to anesthetize my pain—I pictured myself running into the arms of Jesus, the Great Comforter. Oh, what comfort I received!

One night, I told good friends my experience of gaining comfort through the power of the Holy Spirit rather than money. I exclaimed that I had never felt so comforted. One friend then told us about a dream he’d had shortly after hearing about the invitation from Uganda. After the dream, he had awoken and recorded the following thoughts:

. . . this is for Sandy. Christ’s redemption of women is beautiful. Beautiful Womanhood is a result of redemptive wholeness. The visuals the ministry uses on the books, etc., are like a piece of beautifully veneered furniture. There is something going on with the ministry to the brokenness of abused women. In Uganda, there are hurting, abused women, and something is connecting their need and Beautiful Womanhood. Though there is nothing wrong with veneer, it is only the topping—the covering, and without good structure it is shallow and will not hold up. It is time to add a new depth to the ministry.”

Then these verses came to my friend’s mind:

All praise to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. He is the source of every mercy and the God who comforts us. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. You can be sure that the more we suffer for Christ, the more God will shower us with his comfort through Christ. 2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NL

When my friend was finished sharing, everyone in the room broke down in tears, praising God for His work in my life. I’d learned to listen and God had spoken. I’d obeyed, and He’d acted. When He acted, I was changed.

Needless to say, I packed my bags and experienced some of the best days of my life in Uganda—offering God’s comfort to His troubled women.

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Sandy and her husband Tom have been married since 1980 and live near Grand Rapids, Michigan. They have three adult children and a growing number of grandchildren. When not writing and speaking, Sandy enjoys shopping at yard sales for vintage clothing, cooking, travelling, and drinking really good coffee (black is best) with her husband. For more information, contact Sandy at sandy@beautifulwomanhood.com. Subscribe to Sandy’s blog at www.beautifulwomanhood.com/blog. Find Sandy on Facebook at Beautiful Womanhood. Follow Sandy on Twitter @MentoringWives.

Anticipating Christmas by Sibella Giorello

2011-12-15T00:00:00.000-06:00

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Advent
By Sibella Giorello

Consider the bride's walk down the aisle. We all know where that woman in the white is going but somehow waiting for her to arrive at the altar is an essential part of the ceremony. In fact, the waiting is so essential that even cheapskate Vegas chapels include wedding marches.

Why?

Because the wait adds meaning to the moment.

At Christmas time, we tend to forget this essential truth about anticipation. We're lost to shopping malls and checklists, rushing toward December 25th so quickly that we forget the quiet joy of the month's other 24 days -- and then we wonder why we feel so empty on the 26th, amid ribbons and wrapping paper and our best intentions.

Because the wait adds meaning to the moment.

And that is why Advent is so important to Christmas.

I'm as guilty as the next harried person. This Advent was particularly tricky because just six hours before it started, I was still trying to finish a 110,000-word novel that was written over the course of the year -- written while homeschooling my kids, keeping my hubby happy, and generally making sure the house didn't fall down around us.

It's an understatement to say my free time is limited. But waiting adds meaning, and Advent is crucial to Christmas, so I've devised several Advent traditions that are simple, powerful and easy to keep even amid the seasonal rush.

When my kids outgrew the simple Advent calendars around age 7, I stole an idea from my writer friend Shelly Ngo (as T.S. Eliot said, "Mediocre writers borrow. Great writers steal." Indulge me.)

Here's how it goes: Find 24 great Christmas books, wrap them individually and place then under the tree. On the first day of Advent, take turns picking which book to open. When we did this, we would cuddle under a blanket and read aloud -- oh, the wonder, the magic! We savored "The Polar Express," howled with "How Murray Saved Christmas," and fell silent at the end of "The Tale of The Three Trees" (note: some of the picture books I chose were not explicitly about Christmas but they always echoed the message that Jesus came to earth to save us from ourselves and to love us beyond our wildest imagination. In that category, Angela Hunt's retelling of The Three Trees definitely hits the Yuletide bull's eye).

This Advent tradition lasted for about five years. It gave us rich daily discussions about the season's real meaning, without being religious or legalistic, and it increased family couch time. But like the lift-the-flap calendars, my kids outgrew the picture books.

Because the wait adds meaning, and Advent is crucial, I prayed for another way to celebrate anticipation of Christmas. By the grace of God, last year I found an enormous Advent calendar on clearance at Pottery Barn. Made of burlap, it has large pockets big enough to hold some serious bounty.

But my husband and I didn't want the kids focusing only on the materialist stuff for Advent -- we already fight that on Christmas day. We decided to fill the daily pockets with simple necessities and small gift cards. We also printed out the nativity story from Luke 2:1-21 in a large-sized font and cut each verse out. From Day 1 to Day 21, there is one verse to read aloud. The kids memorize it, then get to open their present (again, on alternating days for each person). Then we tape the verse to the wall in order. By Day 22, all the verses are on the wall, in order, and the kids now try to recite the entire nativity story from memory. That's not as difficult as it sounds because they've been memorizing one verse each day. Still, the entire recitation -- verbatim -- usually requires Day 23 and Day 24. Whoever does memorize the entire thing -- without mistakes -- earns a bonus gift of $25.

Does that sounds extravagant?

It is.

Because we want our kids to understand that God came down and humbled himself and taught us about love right before He suffered and died on behalf of the undeserving -- which is every one of us.

"That's" extravagant.

And in the waiting, we find even more meaning.

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Sibella Giorello writes the Raleigh Harmon mystery series which won the Christy Award with its first book "The Stones Cry Out." She lives in Washington state with her husband and children, and often wishes there were 36 hours in a day.

It Came Upon the Wednesday Hodgepodge

2011-12-14T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Do you put Christmas decorations in every room of your house? If not every room, what rooms do you decorate?

No. There was a time when I did, when I was younger and had more energy! LOL The living room and den are the focal points this year.

2. If you could visit one of the Nordic countries (Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway, and Sweden) which one would you choose and why?

Probably Norway. It's just always sounded so quaint and beautiful. Sweden would be a close second. In fact, I almost got to go to Sweden with my man a number of years ago on a business trip, but then it was canceled.

3. What does the word faith mean to you?

Maintaining my belief in God and His promises/power/provision/protection, etc. and acting on that belief "even when. . . ." Trusting when I cannot see.

4. You can go back to your childhood for one day...what day and age would you choose?

I have no idea. Maybe the summer I was about to turn 11, during the week I spent with my brother and then-SIL. My brother took the week off to be with me and we played dominos and swam and ate peanut butter sandwiches & watermelon every day for lunch and had the best time.

5. When did you last have 'punch'? If it's not too much trouble share your favorite punch recipe.

Probably in August at a wedding. I haven't made punch in years, so I don't even have a recipe that comes to mind. And my punch doesn't have a punch to it.

6. Do you fill stockings at your house? Are stockings opened before or after the bigger gifts?

Yes, we do stockings. Generally, they've been opened after the bigger gifts because we've always traveled; we've always had our family Christmas early before we leave and then just had stockings on Christmas morning at my MIL's.

7. What takes your breath away?

Love, shown with abandon.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

I love the old carols of Christmas. They have such incredible words. And as so often happens, many times the third (or next-to-last) verse is rarely sung. The fourth verse (of five) of It Came Upon a Midnight Clear has been on my mind the past few days. It's such a wonderful reminder of the hope Christmas brings.

And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!

Suzanne Woods Fisher Shares a Pearl of Christmas

2011-12-14T00:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to the 12 Pearls of Christmas!

Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.

AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway! Fill out this simple form and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.

If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls, please visit www.pearlgirls.info and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace or one of the Pearl Girls products (all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.

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A Christmas of Kindness
By Suzanne Woods Fisher
"You can give without loving, but you can't love without giving." Amish proverb

I do it every year.

I plan for a simpler, less stressful Christmas season and, every year, by Christmas Eve I'm exhausted! After our delicious and very-time-consuming-to-make traditional Swedish meal to honor my husband¹s relatives (think: Vikings), it's time to head to church. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but the last few Christmas Eve's, I have sent my husband and kids off without me. The pull to spend an hour of quiet in the house feels as strong as a magnet.

It's odd. My children are young adults now. Wouldn't you think that Christmas would be simpler? Instead, it's just the opposite. Jugging schedules to share the grandbaby with the in-laws, trying to include our elderly parents at the best time of day for them, dancing carefully around recently divorced family members whose children are impacted by the shards of broken relationships.

The thing is: you can simplify your to-do list, but you can't really simplify people. We are just a complicated bunch.

Here's where I borrow a lesson about simplicity from the Amish. It's easy to get distracted with the buggies and the bonnets and the beards, but there's so much more to learn from these gentle people if you're willing to look a little deeper.

Yes, they live with less "stuff" and that does make for a simpler, less cluttered life. But it's the reason behind it that is so compelling to me: they seek to create margin in their life. Not just empty spacebut space that is available to nourish family, community, and faith. Their Christmas is far less elaborate than yours or mine, but what they do fill it with is oh so right.

Christmas comes quietly on an Amish farmhouse. There is no outward sign of the holiday as we know it: no bright decorations, no big tree in the living room corner. A few modest gifts are waiting for children at their breakfast place settings, covered by a dishtowel. Waiting first for Dad to read the story of Christ's birth from the book of Luke. Waiting until after a special breakfast has been enjoyed. Waiting until Mom and Dad give the signal that the time has come for gifts.

Later, if Christmas doesn't fall on a Sunday, extended family and friends will gather for another big meal. If time and weather permits, the late afternoon will be filled with ice skating or sledding. And more food! Always, always an abundance of good food. Faith, family, and community. That is the focus of an Amish Christmas.

And it's also how the story begins for A Lancaster County Christmas, as a young family prepares for Christmas. A winter storm blows a non-Amish couple, Jaime and C.J. Fitzpatrick, off-course and into the Riehl farmhouse. An unlikely and tentative friendship develops, until the one thing Mattie and Sol hold most dear disappears and then. Ah, but you¹ll just have to read the story to find out what happens next. Without giving anything away, I will say that I want to create a Mattie-inspired margin this Christmas season. Mattie knew inconveniences and interruptions that come in the form of people (big ones and little ones!) are ordained by God. And blessed by God.

Creating margin probably means that I won't get Christmas cards out until the end of January, and my house won't be uber-decorated. After all, something has to give. But it will mean I make time for a leisurely visit with my dad at his Alzheimer's facility. And time to volunteer in the church nursery for a holiday-crowded event. And time to invite a new neighbor over for coffee. Hopefully, it will mean that my energy won't get diverted by a frantic, self-imposed agenda. Only by God's agendathe essence of true simplicity.

And that includes taking time to worship Christ's coming at the Christmas Eve service. You can hold me accountable! This year, I will be there.

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Suzanne Woods Fisher is the bestselling author of The Choice, The Waiting, The Search, and The Keeper, as well as nonfiction books about the Amish, including Amish Peace. Her interest in the Anabaptist cultures can be directly traced to her grandfather, W. D. Benedict, who was raised in the Old Order German Baptist Brethren Church in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne is a Christy Award nominee and is the host of an internet radio show called Amish Wisdom and her work has appeared in many magazines. She lives in California. www.suzannewoodsfisher.com.

12 Pearls of Christmas

2011-12-13T00:01:00.000-06:00

Welcome to the 3rd Annual Pearl Girls™ 12 Pearls of Christmas blogging series!

We've gathered several of today's most beloved authors to share their Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom"! Please follow along beginning tomorrow (Wednesday the 14th) through Christmas day as Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Rachel Hauck, Sandy Ralya, Sibella Giorello, Susan May Warren and more, share their heartfelt stories of how God has touched their life during this most wonderful time of the year.

If you'd like to share the 12 Pearls of Christmas with your blog readers too, just email Christen and she'll send you the series.

AND of course there is a giveaway! Beginning tomorrow you and all your friends can enter to win a PEARL NECKLACE and EARRINGS valued at $450! The winner will be announced on New Year's Day! Pearls - a tangible reminder of God's grace to us all.

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Just a quick note from Margaret McSweeney before the series begins on the 14th ...

As I write this, I imagine that we are sitting at my kitchen table and chatting over a cup of coffee while familiar Christmas carols celebrate the Season. My twelve year old Chihuahua, Pongo, barks for a pinch of pound cake while my Shih Tzu, Lilly, patiently sits by the chair and waits for a crumb to fall.

My name is not Martha Stewart, and I will never receive a neighborhood beautification award. Just look at my front stoop. Yes, my never-had-time-to-carve-the-pumpkin-that-now-suffers-from-frostbite slouches next to the front door which is decorated with a Christmas wreath. I plan to roll this large orange ornament to the garbage pile tomorrow. For now, however, I will pretend that my front stoop is a contemplative modern art exhibit capturing the essence of contrast.

Actually, I love the concept of juxtaposition – placing things together that don’t seem to belong together, yet somehow ultimately make sense being paired. A personal example for me this season is the phrase: “comfort and joy.” Having just completed my manuscript for New Hope Publishers about the aftermath of grief, I fully understand the contrast of those two words. How can comfort bring joy? How can one find joy in loss?

Perhaps, dear reader, you have experienced loss this year – loss of a loved one, loss of friendship, loss of health, loss of financial security, loss of trust, loss of love, or loss of direction. Even with the best intent, words of encouragement shared by others can somehow seem insufficient to address an inconsolable loss. A spoken word cannot fully restore joy to a broken heart; however the Word can. And that’s the bottom line message of Christmas! God gave us the most amazing gift: His Son - the Word of God, the Holy Comforter.

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but shall have everlasting life.” (John 3:16).

You are not alone this Christmas, dear friend. Juxtaposed to the unexpected grit in life is the gift of God’s grace wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. This year I purposely placed a pearl in the Nativity scene as a metaphoric reminder. When we place our grit into the hands of the Lord, His grace transforms our pain into a pearl.

“Joy to the world!”

Thank you so very much for sharing the JOY of the Season with us this year.

God Bless,

Margaret
@mcsweeny

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Margaret McSweeney lives with her husband, David and two teenage daughters in the Chicago suburbs. She is the founder and director of Pearl Girls. For more information please visit www.pearlgirls.info. Margaret is fast at work on several fiction manuscripts. Her book Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace was written to help fund the Pearl Girl Charities. She is also the host of weekly radio show, Kitchen Chat. Connect with Margaret on Facebook or Twitter.

Not in the Heart

2011-12-12T00:01:00.000-06:00

Not in the Heart
Chris Fabry
(Tyndale)
ISBN: 978-1414348612
February 2012/400 pages/$13.99
Truman Wiley used to report news stories from around the world, but now the most troubling headlines are his own. He’s out of work, out of touch with his family, out of his home. But nothing dogs him more than his son’s failing heart.

With mounting hospital bills and Truman’s penchant for gambling his savings, the situation seems hopeless . . . until his estranged wife throws him a lifeline—-the chance to write the story of a death row inmate, a man convicted of murder who wants to donate his heart to Truman’s son.

As the execution clock ticks down, Truman uncovers disturbing evidence that points to a different killer. For his son to live, must an innocent man die? Truman’s investigation draws him down a path that will change his life, his family, and the destinies of two men forever.

Read the first chapter here.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Chris Fabry is an award-winning author and radio personality who hosts the daily program Chris Fabry Live! on Moody Radio. He is also heard on Love Worth Finding, Building Relationships with Dr. Gary Chapman, and other radio programs. A 1982 graduate of the W. Page Pitt School of Journalism at Marshall University and a native of West Virginia, Chris and his wife, Andrea, now live in Arizona and are the parents of nine children.

Chris's novels, which include Dogwood, June Bug, Almost Heaven, and Not in the Heart, have won two Christy Awards and an ECPA Christian Book Award, but it's his lyrical prose and tales of redemption that keep readers returning for more. He has also published more than 65 other books, including nonfiction and novels for children and young adults. He coauthored the Left Behind: The Kids series with Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye, as well as the Red Rock Mysteries and the Wormling series with Jerry B. Jenkins. RPM is his latest series for kids and explores the exciting world of NASCAR. Visit his website to learn more about him.

MY THOUGHTS
Chris Fabry is a gifted author. His books are not always easy to read because they deal with the issues and struggles of imperfect people; in short, they are authentic books about real life! But they are also compelling books, and I always find myself drawn into the story. Not in the Heart is just such a book. To be honest, Truman Wiley is not a very likable character. Poor choices and a gambling addiction define his life, and circumstances seem like they can't get much worse. Fortunately, God hasn't given up on Truman, even though Truman is on the verge of giving up on himself. Chris Fabry kept me glued to the pages, and I found my heart turning from disdain to compassion for this broken man as the story progressed. Put this one on your list for 2012! Available in February.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received an electronic copy of this book free from Tyndale as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

TSMSS - Immanuel

2011-12-10T00:01:00.000-06:00

I think I share this song every year, but it's too good not to listen to at least once. Here are Michael Card and Steve Green from around 2002 singing a song written by Michael Card in the 1980s or early 1990s. This is absolutely one of my favorite Christmas songs, and it's a shame that they don't play it on the radio anymore.

Visit Amy's for more songs.

Real

2011-12-08T00:01:00.000-06:00

Real
By Shelley Malcolm
ISBN: 9780578090313
Hardcover 8.5x8.5 Retail price: $32.99
Available online http://marthamartha.net

ISBN 9781452056715
Paperback 8.5x8.5 Retail price: $39.50
Available online www.amazon.com and www.barnesandnoble.com.

“REAL” is a collection of 60 inspirational stories by Shelley Malcolm, with photos by Terilee Dawn Ouimette. The stories are deeply revealing, while the photos are anonymous, focusing only on each subject’s hands. Subjects range from adolescent to elderly, from former gangster to humble homeless, international refugee to hero-housewife, from pro athlete to Hollywood celebrity.

Focusing on her subjects’ hands instead of their faces allows Malcolm’s subjects to share more freely about their lives, tragedies, hopes, dreams, loves, and toils. Ouimette displays an uncanny ability to capture each character’s essence on film by depicting one of more sets of hands at work, at play, giving or receiving help. The result shows the genius of the project, the use of anonymity displaying a greater level of intimacy and vulnerability than might have been possible by any other means.

Malcolm states that her inspiration for the book came from a dream with similar images, revealing the beauty in imperfections in a person’s hands. “The hand image is made beautiful by the life behind it,” she explains. “More anonymous than a face or even eyes which show identity and emotion, our hands portray our work, our affection, scars…even our mistakes.”

According to photographer Ouimette, “People can feel even more connected to photographs of hands than faces. There is a little bit of mystery to each one – allowing the reader to visually connect with the inspiring story.”

Confronting the importance of status and beauty in our society, “Real” honestly unveils the life stories of remarkable individuals through moving images and stories that range from tragic to hopeful to triumphant.

Originally published in March 2011, the book has been popular among widely diverse groups including youth and teens, women, parents and grandparents, men between the ages of 35 – 65, craftsmen, surgeons, hand, massage and physical therapists and many others.

NOTECARDS are also available for purchase here.

Real - The Book from David Malcolm on Vimeo.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

While “Real” is her first published book, Malcolm is no stranger to creative projects, as co-owner and restorer of an historic chapel, La Perla del Mar in Shell Beach, CA, and a set designer for theater and film. Shelley Malcolm was named Pismo Beach’s Citizen of the Year in 2011 for her extensive contributions and involvement in the community. Proceeds from Real go to various charities. Shelley Malcolm graduated from University of Southern California with a degree in dental hygiene. Shelley has four adult children. Her interests include painting , drawing, sculpting, building, playing piano and other musical instruments, outdoor activities including hiking, ocean kayaking, running, water and snow-skiing, international travel, sewing, reading, writing and others. Shelley Malcolm resides in Shell Beach, California with her husband, Doug. For more information, please visit http://marthamartha.net or http://shelleymalcolmblog.wordpress.com/.

ABOUT THE PHOTOGRAPHER:

Terilee Dawn Ouimette specializes in photographing weddings, families and newborns through her business, Terilee Dawn Photography. Ouimette’s love of photography began with a gift of her first camera at the age of eight. Her collaboration on the book “Real” with author Shelley Malcolm represents the first published book for both women. Terilee Dawn resides in Shell Beach, California with her husband and the couple’s newborn son, Grayson. Ouimette’s hobbies include art, photography, crafting, reading, and travel. For more information about her work please visit http://terileedawn.com.

MY THOUGHTS:
In a world obsessed with eternal youth and beauty, often turning to botox, eating disorders, and surgical intervention to attain the perfect body, how refreshing it is to see this book celebrating the beauty of hands that have truly lived and bear the scars and wrinkles to prove it. I have always loved hands (some of you may remember the poem I wrote three years ago about my mother's hands just two days before she died, so this book is particularly fascinating to me, although I haven't made it through every page yet. This isn't a book you sit down and read from cover to cover but one you read a page or two at time to savor and reflect. This is not an overtly Christian book; some of the individuals whose hands are portrayed do not appear to be believers. That's the only slight disappointment I have with this book. Some hands bear scars from a hard life; others, from hard living. The condition of our hands will not grant us entrance to heaven. But here on earth, they can do so much. To me, and apparently to Shelley Malcolm, a hand that's "real," that has loved and worked and lived life to the fullest, gnarled and wrinkled though it may be, is more beautiful than one with a perfect manicure.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Shelley Malcolm. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Wednesday Hodgepodge

2011-12-07T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Will you be hosting any house guests between now and the end of December? Does that thought make you happy or crazy? Do you do anything special for your guests to make them feel at home? How long should a house guest stay?

No house guests, but I think I mentioned last week that my boy is coming home from college. He'll be here sometime Saturday. The thought makes me so happy I'm crazy! I'll be stocking up and cooking his favorites while he's here.

2. Walter Elias Disney was born this week (December 5) back in 1905 ...what's your all time favorite Disney movie? Here's a list in case you're struggling...and yes, you have to pick one.

Don't even have to look at the list. Mary Poppins. No contest.

3. What was the last thing you purchased that you realized was a mistake after the fact?

Another easy question, for once! Some fragrance spray (her favorite) to send in a gift box to GiGi, our exchange student from Germany last year. Went to ship the package yesterday and discovered that you can't mail anything like that, either domestically or internationally, because it's flammable. I've had to open the box and unwrap the gift, and now I'm in the process of getting a different gift and wrapping, packing and shipping it. And I have to take the fragrance spray back, now that I found the receipt. For someone who really tries to be efficient, stuff like this makes me crazy.

4. What percentage of your Christmas shopping is done online?

Fortunately, not the one in #3! I actually don't have much shopping. We've cut way back and have donated much of our Christmas and mostly do stockings and simple gifts. I'd say I do half online, primarily because that's my favorite way to buy books and music now.

5. Amaryllis-snowdrop-poinsettia...your favorite winter blossom?

Poinsettia. But I don't like it after January 1, and I have no patience for trying to keep it alive.

6. What is one thing on your personal Christmas wish list? I think we all want peace on earth so let's make this answer an actual item.

I really can't think of anything right now. Maybe a white gold chain necklace.

7. If you could only use one word today what would it be?

Cold.

Yeah, back in August I never thought I would ever say this again. But today we only hit 40 degrees for about 20 minutes when the sun peeked out around 4:00.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Today is Pearl Harbor Day. And while I obviously am too young to remember the actual occurrence, it makes me sad that we are so distant from that date and we have lost so many of that generation that probably most people today won't even think about it or remember the significance of the date.

O Christmas Tree

2011-12-06T18:16:00.000-06:00

I couldn't figure out why I was getting NO comments today. Then I realized this never posted. Guess it would help to set the correct time!

After years of real trees, we are finally making the move to an artificial tree. My girl's vocal chords and her breathing ability just can't handle a real tree any more. This has been something we considered years ago, but the kids were so traumatized by the idea you would have thought we had told them we were giving them up for adoption.

Now, however, we seem to be in a bind because it is a bit late to be getting one, plus local availability seems to be sparser this year due to the economy and retailers not wanting to risk being stuck with leftover inventory. And what's out there is, frankly, ugly and cheap-looking. We don't want to pay big bucks, but we want to pay enough to get a nice-looking, quality tree. We're not opposed to looking online, but it's hard to tell what you're getting. So I thought I'd toss out the question to my blog friends!

Sooo, what say you? Real or artificial at your house? If artificial, where did you get yours? Is there a brand or type you recommend? Feel free to include a link!

The Sounds of Night Book App

2011-12-05T00:01:00.000-06:00

The Sounds of Night
Company name: Christian Apps 4 Kids
Founder: Jessica Kirkland
Type of App: Book app
Target Audience: Children ages 2-8 years
Availability: iPad, iPhone, iPod touch,
and all Android phones and tablets.
Price: Apple App Store: $5.99
Android Marketplace: $2:99

The Sounds of Night is a book app that helps put a child's mind at ease when the lights go out at bedtime. This book addresses one of the primary feelings young children face; fear. The Sounds of Night reinforces the principle that God is the Creator of every creature. Since God makes all the animals that scurry and screech at night, children can lie down and sleep in peace.

FEATURES: The Sounds of Night has over 75 touch points/interactions. It has rich illustrations and 4 Bible verses on fear that kids can learn with their parents and share with their friends.

DEVELOPMENT: Jessica Kirkland is a member of Moms with Apps. She recently launched Christian Apps 4 Kids, which seeks to draw kids closer to Christ one app at a time. Her inaugural app is a result of the fear that was such a part of her life:

In every season of life, the Enemy would whisper the lie that I would “never make it” to the next. I believed it. Time and time again, I thought his words held power. As a young child, I never thought I would live to see my school years. Once I entered school, I never thought I would live to see the next day, next grade, or milestone in life. I listened to a very real enemy, even though I didn’t want to. Even though I came from a strong, Christian family, I felt powerless to stop the lies. Fear gripped me, stole from me, and taunted every careful step I took.

Jessica believes the only way to be free from fear, as an adult or child, is to replace fearful thoughts with God's Word. Her desire for each book project is that they not only build character, but help set kids free.

The book app was developed in partnership with ROAR.

Click this link for a QR Code Flyer which you can print to help spread the word)

ABOUT JESSICA:

Jessica Kirkland lives in Southeast Texas with her husband, Robb, and five-year-old triplets. She is an author and speaker whose greatest passion in life is to see young families grow deeper in their walk with God. Jessica's newest adventure includes launching Christian Apps 4 Kids,, which seeks to draw kids closer to Christ one app at a time. A recent release is a book app that addresses fear and scary nighttime sounds called The Sounds of Night, designed for kids ages 2-8. When Jessica isn't writing, you can find her cheering her boys on at the soccer field, or watching her little girl at the dance studio. To find out more about her current writing projects, connect with her at: Christian Apps 4 Kids or on her personal blog: www.jessicakirkland.com

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MY THOUGHTS:
I have very mixed emotions about this product. As far as the product itself goes, it is well-done and conveys important truths. I like the way it explains what the sounds are and that God made the various animals that hoot and howl, and the verses at the end of the book reinforce the concept of trusting God with fears. Young kids will enjoy the interactive elements of touching the screen and hearing a variety of sounds, such as rustling leaves and creaking doors as well as names of objects pictured. But I feel somewhat like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof, resisting change and grasping for Tradition! I fear that too many parents will rely on technology and apps such as these to soothe and entertain their children rather than spending the one-on-one face time. I do appreciate that there is a Read to Me option. But when it's the hundredth time to read it (I can still recite parts of Goodnight Moon!), I fear many will opt for the easy way out. I love technology. It is a huge part of our children's lives. But I worry for the impact it is having on our children who are embracing it too early and missing out on some of the essential "real-life" experiences that it is replacing. And call me old-fashioned, but I really don't think a 2- to 8-year-old needs to be taking a phone/pad to bed. Use with extreme caution.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Kathy Carlton Willis Communications as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

I'm Tithing My Blog

2011-12-04T00:00:00.000-06:00

This post was originally written by Jessica Dotta for the Inspire a Fire blog, and I’m participating in author Gina Holmes’ call to tithe my blog by copying here.

“We have much to be judged on when he comes, slums and battlefields and insane asylums, but these are the symptoms of our illness and the result of our failures in love.” -- Madeleine L'Engle

When my brother traveled to the Sudan he had an encounter that changed his life—and as it ends up, mine too.

He stood in Darfur at an orphanage filled with children leftover from the genocide. There were over 800 children, and during the night wild dogs were dragging them off and killing them.

My brother already felt shell-shocked from the travesties he'd witnessed in Uganda.

The day was hot. The sun beat down upon him. His camera had nearly been ruined from all the dust. He'd barely slept. His gear was heavy. Yet his conscience was seared by the numbness he felt, so he turned and confessed to a Sudanese pastor.

"We shall pray right now that your heart will be opened," he was told.

Not long after that prayer three young children approached Joshua and started to follow him. After a bit, his father nature kicked in and he stopped and sang Father Abraham. It didn't take long before the four of them were dancing and going through the motions.

When they finished, he asked the children to tell him how they came to be there.

The oldest, a girl, answered. "The soldiers came and shot my mother and father, so I came here."

The two other children nodded in agreement. "Me, too."

He was grief struck, but it was what transpired next that tore my heart. "Do you have a Mommy?" The little girl asked my brother.

"Yes," he answered.

"And a Daddy?"

Again, his answer was yes.

"Oh," she said, her voice hinting at a strange intermingling of numbness and grief.

Her question stirs me still. For I believe it came from her soul and revealed the thoughts of her heart. She didn't want to know what his country was like, what kind of food he ate, or what he did for a living. She had her own bullet holes leftover from the genocide. Her world consisted of this single question: Who still had parents and who didn't?

In her questions I heard her worry and fear. Imagine being trapped in a war-torn country, a land of famine, drought and disease. Imagine trying to survive it as an orphan with death threatening you every hour. No matter how much she's endured, at the end of the day, she's still just a little girl. And all she really wants is her Mom and Dad.

I imagined my daughter living as an orphan in the Sudan. If I were shot and dying, it would be my hope that my brothers and sisters would care for her. But what if her aunts and uncles were killed too? What was it then, that her parents hoped?

As members of the body of Christ these children are not alone. They have aunts and uncles. Multitudes and multitudes and multitudes of them. Talk about staggering! These kids are our nieces and nephews! Mine. Yours.

So who, I wondered, within the church has the responsibility to step in?

I didn't like the answer that came. Earlier that week I was shocked to learn that globally I was one of the richest people in the world—even though as an American, I'm pretty poor.

Like it or not I was the rich aunt. I had knowledge of the situation. That made me accountable.

I wasn't comfortable with the knowledge then, and I'm not comfortable with the knowledge now. But I am determined to do something. Anything.

That day Joshua had in his possession a picture book that someone had asked him to give to someone in the Sudan. It was a children's book with a story about how we have a Heavenly Father who always loves and cares for us. Joshua read the book and gave it to them.

An American woman took it upon herself to raise the money to build shelter. Every person who donated, even a dollar, helped to create a place where the little girl now sleeps safe from wild dogs.

When Joshua told me he's going to start a branch of Watermelon Ministries called Media Change, a non-profit encouraging Americans to give up a portion of the money spent on entertainment to serve those fighting world hunger and thirst, I wanted to support it.

For seven years he's helped non-profits raise money that serves the "least of these." He's seen the impact a small investment can have. This is a brand new initiative. He's not quite ready to launch, but you can sign up and be kept updated at www.mediachange.org. His first goal is garner the support of 10,000 people who are willing to give $10 a month. I'm number #3.

This is only a blog post, but who knows what one blog post can do.

What if the task of helping others isn't as overwhelming as we make it?

Jessica Dotta, Sr. Editor of Inspire a Fire, has earned the right to wear the title of: Social Media Specialist, Consultant, Publicist, Brand Manager, Editor, Writer, Social Activist, and Business Manager. But the only titles that matter to her are: Called – Redeemed – Beloved – Known by the Father – Daughter – Accepted. . . and Mom. Her life has recently undergone a shaking—one that uprooted nearly every trace of her former life. You’ll have forgive her unconventional posts, as she’s still trying to work out her perspective. She knows one thing though. The most humble and worthy person she ever encountered lived in near obscurity—but sent ripples of change into the world. All because he took the time to care about each hurting person he met. He wasn’t Jesus, but he followed the Great Shepherd and left a legacy. She wants to follow that path.

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UPDATED TO ADD: Linda popping in here - As indicated at the top of the post, this is a guest post by Jessica Dotta and is written in first person by Jessica. The experiences are those of her brother, not mine.

TSMSS - Christmas Songs

2011-12-03T00:00:00.000-06:00

My dilemma each year with TSMSS and Christmas is whether to post some of the songs I dearly love and have shared before or whether to post new favorites that I discover! Some weeks I may just have to post two songs! In fact, I think this week is one of those weeks!

This is a little-known song that Mark Schultz recorded a couple of years ago. I think it was on one of those special compilations that stores release for Christmas. It is apparently available as a single on iTunes. I recently discovered it and it is simply beautiful.

Last week I posted a song from my teen years by Evie and it was fun to discover that several of you share the same delightful memories of her music! This may be my very favorite of her Christmas songs. I loved it then and I love it now. In fact, I had looked for it on YouTube in past years and couldn't find this one from her original album. Thank you, Evie, for posting it on YouTube for your longtime fans!

Visit Amy's for more music!

Come Visit Smitten

2011-12-02T00:01:00.000-06:00

Smitten
Colleen Coble, Kristin Billerbeck, Diann Hunt, Denise Hunter
(Thomas Nelson)
ISBN: 978-1401684945
December 2011/432 pages/$15.99

Four friends devise a plan to turn Smitten, Vermont, into the country's premier romantic getaway--and each finds her own true love along the way.

With Smitten Lumber Mill closing, residents wonder if their town can stay afloat. Then four friends and local business owners--Natalie, Julia, Shelby, and Reese--decide the town is worth saving. How will they do it? They'll turn Smitten into a honeymoon destination!

As Natalie, Julia, Shelby, and Reese work to save the town, each discovers romance in her own life. Meanwhile, the faith of a little child reminds the whole town what it means to have real faith in the God who is the always and forever Love.

Discover a novel written by four of Christian fiction's most popular romance novelists--friends in real life who've drawn an amazing story of four friends! Includes a Reading Group Guide as well as "Conversation over Coffee with the Authors".

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

You can tell by the picture that these gals are great friends! This is a picture from their Girls Write Out blog, which Cheryl Hodde (who writes as Hannah Alexander, whose latest book I reviewed yesterday) recently joined.

Best-selling author Colleen Coble's novels have won or finaled in awards ranging from the Best Books of Indiana, ACFW Book of the Year, RWA’s RITA, the Holt Medallion, the Daphne du Maurier, National Readers' Choice, and the Booksellers Best. She has nearly 2 million books in print and writes romantic mysteries because she loves to see justice prevail. Colleen is CEO of American Christian Fiction Writers and is a member of Romance Writers of America. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles. She lives with her husband Dave in Indiana. Visit Colleen's website.

Kristin Billerbeck is the bestselling, award-winning author of several novels, including What a Girl Wants. A Christy Award finalist and two-time winner of the American Christian Fiction Writers Book of the Year award, Billerbeck has appeared on The Today Show and has been featured in the New York Times. She is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit, where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head. She lives with her family in northern California. Learn more at Kristin's website.

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate. Get to know Diann at her website.

Denise Hunter is the best-selling author of many novels, including The Convenient Groom and Driftwood Lane. She lives in Indiana with her husband Kevin and their three sons. In 1996, Denise began her first book, a Christian romance novel, writing while her children napped. Two years later it was published, and she's been writing ever since. Her books contain a strong romantic element, and her husband Kevin says he provides all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too! Visit Denise's website.

MY THOUGHTS:

I thoroughly enjoyed this book, which is really four novellas in one. It's always fun when authors collaborate on a series, with each author focusing on a different character and weaving the stories together. The challenge comes in ensuring continuity and in making the stories blend seamlessly enough so that the differences in the writing styles don't distract from the stories, as well as ensuring continuity. Because the authors are such close friends and communicated constantly, they were extremely successful in both aspects. I have met only Colleen Coble personally, but I understand that each of the characters reflect their own personalities to a certain extent, which just added to the enjoyment. Smitten was a complete delight to read and made me want to visit! I loved how Natalie, Julia, Shelby, and Reese were portrayed as competent women, yet they were still vulnerable to the inner insecurities common to so many women: trying to overcome past hurts, forgiving others, longing for love, doing their best to trust God, and learning when they need to step out in faith. And although I was sorry to end my stay in Smitten, an extra treat awaited at the end of the book: a conversation between the four authors about their experiences writing it! I felt as if I were sitting at a coffee shop with them. I definitely urge you to grab a copy of this book. You'll be. . .well, Smitten!

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Thomas Nelson/BookSneeze as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

The Wedding Kiss

2011-12-01T00:01:00.000-06:00

I love books by Hannah Alexander, the pen name of husband and wife team Mel and Cheryl Hodde. Most of their books have been in the medical fiction genre, which I really enjoyed. When I had the opportunity to win a book from Cheryl Hodde on the Girls Write Out blog that she participates in (along with Colleen Coble, Denise Hunter, Kristen Billerbeck, and Diann Hunt), I was thrilled. The Wedding Kiss is the first historical fiction I've read by Hannah Alexander, and it was an absolute delight.

The Wedding Kiss
Hannah Alexander
(Summerside Press)
ISBN 978-1609363086
September 2011/320 pages/$12.99

A kiss can be life-changing.

When Keara and Elam Jensen share their first kiss on their wedding day, a marriage of convenience becomes much less convenient! It also becomes more than they expected when God shows them what He really has in store for their lives. Will their mysteriously injured visitor ruin their future, or will her influence—and her personal battle—draw them into deadly danger?

Visit Eureka Springs, Arkansas, in 1901, and discover for yourself what excitement and romance await along the White River Hollow.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

HANNAH ALEXANDER is the pen name for the husband-and-wife writing team of Mel and Cheryl Hodde, who began collaborating on their first blind date. Cheryl is the wordsmith, and Mel is the medical expert who helps her with the medical plotlines and edits everything she writes.

MY THOUGHTS:
What a fun read this was! I loved both Keara and Elam as they coped with the heartaches of their lives and decided that it only made sense to face them together, only without any romantic involvement of their hearts! Problem is, their hearts didn't get the memo! This is a wonderful story with just the right amount of suspense, danger, humor, and romantic tension. I found myself completely enthralled with this story and this family. And while it's not categorized as medical fiction, Keara finds herself doing a bit more than tending to cuts and bruises in this story! I highly recommend this story and others by Hannah Alexander!

Disclosure: I received this book free from Hannah Alexander. I was not required to write a review. The opinions expressed are my own.

Wednesday Hodgepodge

2011-11-30T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Do you send Christmas cards? If so about how many will you send this year? How do you display the cards you receive? Or don't you? (gasp!)

Yes, usually around 100. I have a wire sleigh I put the cards in that we receive.

2. When do kids become adults?

In stages. Step 1 occurs when they are 18 and graduate from high school, with the final stage occurring when they are financially independent, which for our kids will be when they graduate from college. Or have had sufficient opportunities to do so!

3. Does your 'beauty regimen' change with the seasons?

Absolutely. I don't shave as much in the winter!

4. What's something you like to eat that might cause another person to turn up their nose?

I'm a lot pickier than my man, so it's hard to imagine what it would be. Everyone has something they like that someone else doesn't, but I don't think I like anything particularly weird.

5. Gloves or mittens?

Gloves, hands down. (Pun intended!) Mittens would make my fingers claustrophobic and seem highly impractical. How in the world can you do anything?!

6. What's the longest queue you've ever been in? Was it worth it? Queue=line but doesn't queue sound nicer?

One time in college I camped out for football tickets for a big game. It was inside the stadium, on the ramps, and was somewhat of a tradition. It was worth it at the time, but I wouldn't do it now.

7. Besides Christmas, what is one thing you are looking forward to in the month of December?

The school break - my boy will be home from college! And the alarm not going off so early!

8. Insert your own random thought here.

I love Christmas music! It makes me smile to turn on the radio and hear the old classics by Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole & Perry Como, as well as the beloved old carols and the newer songs proclaiming the beauty of this holy season. Joy to the world! Let heaven and nature sing!

Lost Melody

2011-11-29T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing Lost Melody Zondervan (October 25, 2011) by Lori Copeland and Virginia Smith

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

Virginia Smith is the author of more than a dozen Christian novels and over fifty articles and short stories. Her books have been named finalists in the Daphne du Maurier Award of Excellence in Mystery/Suspense, the American Christian Fiction Writer's Book of the Year Award, and ACFW's Carol Award.

A Certified Lay Speaker for the United Methodist Church, Ginny's messages are always well-received by a variety of audiences in conferences, retreats and churches across the country. When she isn't writing or speaking, Ginny and her husband, Ted, enjoy exploring the extremes of nature – snow skiing in the Wasatch Mountains near Salt Lake City, motorcycle riding on the curvy roads in central Kentucky, and scuba diving in the warm waters of Mexico and the Caribbean.

ABOUT THE BOOK

The beautiful piano sitting in the corner of Jill King's apartment begs to be played. For over a year, it has sat untouched, ever since a terrible accident shattered Jill's ambition of becoming a concert pianist. The ragged scar on her left hand is a cruel and constant reminder of the death of her dream. But another dream is about to come to life---an unexpected, horrifying dream that will present Jill with a responsibility she never wanted. And choices she never wanted to make. Hundreds of lives depend on Jill's willingness to warn her small, oceanside town in Nova Scotia of a nameless, looming disaster. But doing so could cost Jill her reputation, jeopardize the political career of the man she loves, and ruin their plans for a future together. The fate of an entire community hangs in the balance as Jill wrestles with the cost of heeding one still, small voice.

If you would like to read a chapter excerpt of Lost Melody, go HERE.

Wrap-Up of the Giving Thanks Challenge

2011-11-28T00:01:00.000-06:00

I always like to wrap up my participation in the Giving Thanks Challenge with a summary post containing my entire list. Most years, I've continued throughout the entire month of November. This year, I decided to stop with Thanksgiving Day. There was no particular reason for that other than the fact that for me, it is important to avoid getting caught up in always doing things exactly the same, lest it become legalistic. While there are still plenty of things for which I am grateful, I could tell that I was starting to view continuing to the end of the month as a task to be done, so I decided to shake it up a little bit so it would remain fresh and meaningful.

Here are the things that had particular meaning for me this month and made me pause and give thanks.

1. Friends
2. Grace
3. Books
4. A warm house
5. Music
6. My church family
7. The Bible
8. My daddy (now in heaven)
9. Joy & laughter
10. Medicine
11. Our veterans
12. Weekends
13. Memories
14. My washer & dryer
15. Rain!
16. The promise of heaven
17. Sunglasses!
18. Grocery stores
19. My man
20. Worship
21. Unexpected blessings
22. Bonds between believers
24. The goodness of the Lord

Thanks so much to Leah at South Breeze Farm for once again hosting this. I love how it makes me more cognizant of the big things and the little things that are so easily taken for granted as I go about my days.

GIVEAWAY DEADLINE EXTENDED!

2011-11-27T14:33:00.001-06:00

The deadline for entries for the giveaway for God's Promises for the Teacher has been extended to tomorrow night (Monday, 11/28/11). Click here for details and to enter!

TSMSS - Light the Christmas Tree!

2011-11-26T00:00:00.000-06:00

I've shared a song or two of Evie Tornquist Karlsson's on previous editions of TSMSS. Back in the mid-1970's she was probably the first Christian singer I ever listened to and had an album of. This is from her Christmas album and was always one of my favorites. I was so excited to discover that Evie has recently uploaded some of the songs from this album to YouTube. I tried to find several of them last year and couldn't. This is a great song to kick off the season!

Visit Amy's for more songs!

A Marriage Carol

2011-11-25T00:00:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing A Marriage Carol Moody Publishers (September 1, 2011) by Chris Fabry and Gary Chapman

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

CHRIS FABRY is a graduate of W. Page Pitt School of Journalism at Marshall University and Moody bible Institute's Advanced Studies Program. Chris can be heard daily on Love Worth Finding, featuring the teaching of the late Dr. Adrian Rogers. He received the 2008 "Talk Personality of the Year" Award from the National Religious Broadcasters. He has published more than 60 books since 1995, many of them fiction for younger readers. Chris collaborated with Jerry B. Jenkins and Dr. Tim LaHaye on the children's series Left Behind: The Kids. His two novels for adults, Dogwood and June Bug, are published by Tyndale House Publishers. Chris is married to his wife Andrea and they have five daughters and four sons.

GARY CHAPMAN is the author of the bestselling Five Love Languages series and the director of Marriage and Family Life Consultants, Inc. Gary travels the world presenting seminars, and his radio program airs on more than 400 stations.

ABOUT THE BOOK:

On Christmas Eve twenty years earlier, Marlee and Jacob were married in a snowstorm. This Christmas Eve, they are ready to quit, divorce is imminent. Their relationship is as icy as the road they’re traveling and as blocked with troubles as the piling snow. They take a shortcut to get to the lawyer’s office, on a slippery, no-fault path. She thinks they need to stay on the main road. He disagrees. They fight. Story of their lives and they slam into a bank of snow , spinning, drifting, falling, out of control. Just like their lives. Reluctantly, freezing cold, hungry, scared, she trudges up the hill. Paul is nowhere to be found. Her ears frozen, fingers and hands red, she comes to a house on the hillside, built like a Bed and Breakfast, a green wreath on the red door and the door-knocker is in the shape of a wedding ring.

The red door opens and the first thing she notices is the fire in the room, blazing hot, a warm, inviting, friendly place and the voice of an old man welcomes her in. There are three golden pots on the hearth, shining, glimmering things. The old man claims that they are used to restore marriages. She laughs—and begins a journey through her past, present, and future that will test how she views her lifelong love. There are two futures available. Which will she choose?

If you would like to read the first chapter excerpt of A Marriage Carol, go HERE.

MY THOUGHTS:
As with several reviews lately, this book hasn't arrived yet, but I remembered that I received an unedited advance copy in Atlanta in July, so I was able to read that. It's a touching novella and an encouragement that even when a marriage seems to be beyond repair, one should never give up or throw in the proverbial towel. Although set at Christmas, this would be an excellent read any time of year for couples contemplating divorce.

Happy Thanksgiving

2011-11-24T00:00:00.000-06:00

Thanksgiving Hodgepodge

2011-11-23T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. Let's start with something controversial...dressing or stuffing? What's it called at your house and what's included in your recipe...cornbread? oysters? sausage? chestnuts?

Cornbread dressing. Not stuffed in anything but our mouths. And I had never even heard of putting oysters or sausage or chestnuts or any other weird stuff like that in it until I was adult. You Yankees just keep that stuff up north. In the South we like our cornbread dressing.

2. Who do you sometimes compare yourself to?

A non-existent picture of perfection.

3. When were you last inside an airport?

About ten days ago, when I went to pick someone up.

4. What is one side dish that absolutely must be included in a turkey dinner?

Cornbread dressing. I get it once a year and I savor every bite.

5. What Christmas song do you dread hearing?

I can't think of one right now, but I know there is one. I really hate flippant sacrilegious songs about Christ's birth.

6. If someone approaches you and asks for money do you give it to them? Do you drop money 'in a tin cup' that belongs to a person on the street? Do you have a specific charity you support during the holiday season and/or year round?

No on the spur-of-the-moment handouts. I've never been one for supporting "charities." We do give to ministries, however, throughout the year and at Christmas.

7. Share a favorite Thanksgiving memory. If you live in a country that doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving share a favorite memory associated with food.

Watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade on TV as a child, eating turkey, and the annual Texas vs. Texas A&M game on TV.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

As I count my blessings this year, I'm thankful for the friends I've made through blogging. Thanks for joining me in the journey!

Promise Brides

2011-11-22T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing Promise Brides Barbour Books (November 1, 2011) by S. Dionne Moore

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

S. Dionne Moore resides in South Central PA with her family. She is a weekly contributor to The Borrowed Book where she posts tips on the writing life, recipes, and teaches on various writing-related subjects. In addition to writing cozy mysteries, she pens historical romances that bring strong focus to locales within her region of Pennsylvania as a way of indulging her passion for history. In Fall of 2011 her first of three romances set in Wyoming, A Sheepherder's Song, will release.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Love is the same, no matter when, no matter where—it never comes without sacrifice. Theodore risks capture for Ellie, but will their hope for a future together be defeated? Can Marylu trust Chester, or is she asking for another broken heart? Will Alaina and Jack find common ground, or will flood waters destroy any possible future? Enjoy three romances from the historic state of Pennsylvania.

If you would like to read the first chapter of Promise Brides, go HERE.

This book has not arrived so I am unable to provide a review.

10 Tips for Setting a Beautiful Holiday Table

2011-11-22T00:00:00.001-06:00

Drawing from a rich family history and her own collection of acclaimed designs, California-based interior designer Roxanne Packham has joined with her teenage daughter Hannah to create Inspired Design (Inspired Design Publications), an idea-provoking book filled with stunning photographs, treasured family traditions and a plethora of truly inspirational tips for creating a warm and welcoming home, not just throughout the holiday season, but every day to follow.

Whether seeking unique ways to entertain for the upcoming holidays, celebrate with friends, begin new family traditions or showcase the family history, talents and passions in the home’s interior design, the Packhams have shown the way. In doing so, they have utilized the beautifully structured pages of Inspired Design to reveal the classic truth that any home is made more beautiful when it is filled with love, joy and the determination to make those who enter it feel welcomed.

10 Tips for Setting a Beautiful Holiday Table
By Roxanne Hughes Packham,
Co-Author of the Hospitality Book: Inspired Design

In today’s rough economic climate, keep in mind that although I hope to inspire you to set a beautiful Thanksgiving or Christmas table the real beauty comes from the thought and love you show your friends and family. Beautiful tables comprise equal parts from the “Inspired” & the “Design” categories. See examples: http://www.inspireddesignpublications.blogspot.com/.

INSPIRED
Place cards
I love to use the ceramic place cards that can be written on with a wipe-off marker. You can quickly write people’s names, a favorite quote or sentiment. Friends love that you thought about them before the dinner and even something as simple as writing their names on the place cards really makes them feel remembered.

Welcome Sign
It is so welcoming, to have a sign somewhere near the front door to greet your family and friends. From a very personal “Welcome Smith Family” or a seasonal “Merry Christmas” to “We are so glad you are here” on a casual chalkboard or an elegant mirror or glass framed, and write with a wipe-off marker, that welcome sets the tone for the rest of the event. I used an antique French cupboard door and painted it with chalkboard paint on the raised panel part.

Quote or Scripture
The most inspirational part of the Holiday table is the beautiful quotes and scriptures. It depends on the occasion, but a quote that is either inspiring or focused on gratitude is the favorite. There is nothing like feasting your eyes, and then your thoughts, on what we can be thankful for, especially as an example for our children. Scattering them around the home (powder room, end tables, above door jam’s) is a great way to elevate your family and friends thoughts.

DESIGN
Fresh Greenery
Sometimes we mistakenly think a tabletop has to have flowers as a centerpiece to be really elegant and festive. Greenery is a wonderful, fresh and festive way to make a beautiful Christmas table. Simply cut a few small twigs of trees/bushes like pine or ivy, or my favorite boxwood branches, bay tree and magnolia leaves and put them in three smaller glass or crystal vases.

Candles
No table is complete, in my opinion, with 5 to 7 little glass votives with white candles in them. The light sparkles and makes everything else on the table more beautiful and sets a soft, relaxing, often more romantic tone.

Seasonal Piece
By seasonal I suggest a “Santa” figurine or such, a gingerbread house, or a standing cross to have in the center of the table. A clear jar of candy canes, M&M’s or such would do just fine, as well. Think: Something available only at this time of year. I usually have plenty of items in the Holiday Decor that I switch out to put on the table for each dinner.

Napkin Rings
These can be such a pretty way to pull a linen napkin through to set on a place and make a really beautiful table setting. You can use french ribbons, or plain silver rings and they help to really make a bigger impact for an inspiring table.

Sparkling Glasses
Whether crystal or glass, tall freshly washed glass sparkle so much with the votive candles that it is hard to wrong with this combo. A tall glass and short glass of whatever kind you like is very dramatic and beautiful, set together. Whether colored or clear the sparkle is crucial for the holiday table.

White Plates
Although I love to use seasonal chargers and salad plates a crisp white plate is the most beautiful element to my favorite tables. They can be dressed up or down, and makes each setting look fresh and not heavy and overdone.

Seasonal Linens
Of course, linen napkins add the most wonderful touch of elegance to any table, and Christmas plaid or red and green are no exception. My grandfather, who was a “Silversmith to the Stars”, loved a bare table with only plates (or placemats) but wasn’t a fan of covering a beautiful wood table. I have followed suit. Try leaving the wood table bare! The natural elements together is beautiful and simple.

“I tell you, the more I think, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.” ~ Vincent Van Gogh

Guest blog provided by The B&B Media Group and Inspired Design.

Great Teacher Gift - Plus a Giveaway!

2011-11-21T00:01:00.000-06:00

God’s Promises® for the Teacher
Jack Countryman
(Thomas Nelson)
ISBN: 978-1400318391
September 2011/128 pages/Hardback Gift Edition/$9.99
Scripture promises from the New King James® Version offer timeless guidance and wisdom for teachers.

Every teacher is given the opportunity to touch the lives of students who they are privileged to influence and guide through the educational process. God’s Promises® for Teachers has been designed to help teachers become aware of how God has specifically created His Word to demonstrate His love, care, and compassion. With 45 topics that address the needs of every teacher, this book will truly bring comfort and joy to educators around the world.

An inspirational gift for students to encourage teachers as they influence the future generation.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Jack Countryman is the founder of JCountryman Gift Books, a division of Thomas Nelson Publishers. His 30-plus years in Christian publishing have allowed him the opportunity to help create and develop bestselling gift books such as God’s Promises® for Your Every Need, God’s Promises® for Men, and God’s Promises® for Women.

MY THOUGHTS:
With Christmas just around the corner, this is a great gift for the teacher in your life. Each time he or she opens this book to one of its many mini-chapters, he/she will be reminded that God Promises His. . .Peace, Forgiveness, Grace, Presence, Spirit, Comfort, and so many more. Interspersed are several poems and thoughts about teachers. Give your child's teacher a gift that will keep giving all year! These would also make great stocking stuffers for a family member who is a teacher.

GIVEAWAY:
The publisher has graciously offered a giveaway of this book to one of my readers. To enter, just fill out the entry form below and then leave a comment on this post by 8:00 pm CST del>Sunday, 11/27/11 Monday 11/28/11 and I will draw a name. US residents only, please.

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Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Thomas Nelson as part of their Blogger Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Christmas in Sugarcreek

2011-11-20T00:01:00.000-06:00

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing Christmas In Sugarcreek Avon Inspire (October 25, 2011) by Shelley Shepard Gray

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Since 2000, Shelley Sabga has sold over thirty novels to numerous publishers, including HarperCollins, Harlequin, and Abingdon Press. She has been interviewed by NPR, and her books have been highlighted in numerous publications, including USA Today and The Wall Street Journal.

Under the name Shelley Shepard Gray, Shelley writes Amish romances for HarperCollins’ inspirational line, Avon Inspire. Her recent novel, The Protector, the final book in her “Families of Honor” series, hit the New York Times List, and her previous novel in the same series, The Survivor, appeared on the USA Today bestseller list. Shelley has won the prestigious Holt Medallion for her books, Forgiven and Grace, and her novels have been chosen as Alternate Selections for the Doubleday/Literary Guild Book Club. Her first novel with Avon Inspire, Hidden, was an Inspirational Reader’s Choice finalist.

Before writing romances, Shelley lived in Texas and Colorado, where she taught school and earned both her bachelor’s and master’s degrees in education. She now lives in southern Ohio and writes full time. Shelley is married, the mother of two children in college, and is an active member of her church. She serves on committees, volunteers in the church office, and currently leads a Bible study group, and she looks forward to the opportunity to continue to write novels that showcase her Christian ideals.

When she’s not writing, Shelley often attends conferences and reader retreats in order to give workshops and publicize her work. She’s attended RWA’s national conference six times, the ACFW conference and Romantic Times Magazine’s annual conference as well as traveled to New Jersey, Birmingham, and Tennessee to attend local conferences.

Check out Shelley's Facebook Fan page

ABOUT THE BOOK

Judith Graber has always been the obedient daughter. When her older brother Josh struggled with his love life, she offered wise counsel. When her younger brother Caleb flirted with the idea of leaving their order, she firmly told him he was wrong. Over the years, she’s watched her younger siblings, helped around the house, and worked in her family’s store during her spare time. Judith feels overworked, overlooked, and underappreciated this holiday season.

But everything changes when her father hires Ben Knox.

Ben Knox is the “bad boy” of Sugarcreek. Though he’s never considered jumping the fence, he’s certainly never tried to be anything close to dutiful. Two years ago he left Sugarcreek under a cloud of shame. Rumors circulated that his rumspringa had been filled with more than the usual harmless explorations.

Now he’s back and working side by side with Judith.

As the chaos of the holiday season threatens to sap all joy, sparks fly between Ben and Judith. But Judith steels herself to ignore her infatuation. The last thing she wants to be is just one more girl who falls under Ben’s spell. Ben, on the other hand, wants Judith to realize there’s more to him than his bad reputation. When he fled Sugarcreek, he was running from a disruptive home life. Now that he’s back, he wants a fresh beginning.

Could this Christmas season bring love and a new life for the unlikeliest pair in Sugarcreek?

If you would like to read the first chapter of Christmas In Sugarcreek, go HERE.

ABOUT THE BOOK

I enjoyed the Sugarcreek series that Shelley Shepard Gray wrote last year so it was especially enjoyable to read about Christmas in Sugarcreek. Judith may be my favorite character out of all of the ones featured in this delightful Amish community. And Ben's longing to be seen for who he really was, rather than who people expected him to be, tugged at my heart. Interwoven throughout their stories were those of the characters from the earlier Sugarcreek books, and it was fun to catch up with them and see where their lives and choices have led them. If you haven't read the entire series, you will be able to enjoy this book as a stand-alone Christmas novella, but I suspect you'll want to stay in Sugarcreek awhile and get to know these lovely folks!

TSMSS - Thankful

2011-11-19T00:01:00.000-06:00

Yesterday for the Giving Thanks Challenge I stated how thankful I was for grocery stores! I had been thinking that, as much as I love reading about the historical days of yore, I'm thankful that I don't have to raise and kill and/or can my own food or make separate trips to "the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker!" Yet, for those of us who live far removed from the farmlands that provide our food, I do think it is easy to lose the sense of dependence on God during the cycle of sowing and harvesting and miss that feeling of rejoicing when the harvest is safely brought in for another year. I always laughed at how my dad was so fixated on the weather, but he grew up on a farm and knew how quickly the weather could destroy a crop.

I love this old hymn that is associated with Thanksgiving, although it quickly transitions from the fall harvest into God's harvest of His people. The words are beautiful, and I love this college choir's rendition.

May we have grateful hearts for the abundance of the harvest we see every week when we do our grocery shopping! And may we spend as much time thinking about the spiritual harvest as we do thinking about the food we put in our bellies!

COME, YE THANKFUL PEOPLE, COME

Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God’s own field, fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in His garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come, raise the glorious harvest home.

WORDS: Henry Alford, 1844
MUSIC: George J. Elvey, 1858

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