<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2968062422345887738</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 16:17:05 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cornhusker Academy</title><description></description><link>http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>ryanx6@msn.com (Janna)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>565</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2968062422345887738.post-1374269092060777030</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T12:59:22.059-06:00</atom:updated><title>Fall Into Reading Challenge 2009</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/Ss_XftMa-bI/AAAAAAAAAxo/nnzGql8tnKc/s1600-h/FIR09Medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/Ss_XftMa-bI/AAAAAAAAAxo/nnzGql8tnKc/s400/FIR09Medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390764218693384626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of year again (already!) for the Fall Reading Challenge.  Somehow I always manage to post this late, but I like doing it every year anyway so here is my list.  I will change it to purple after it has been read and I will link it to the review if I do one.  Add a post with your top 5 most want to read books between now and Christmas and I will do a giveaway around Christmas between all the participants.  So here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-imperfect-christmas-book-review.html"&gt;One Imperfect Christmas by Myra Johnson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fields-of-grace-book-review.html"&gt;Fields of Grace by Kim Sawyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/cowboy-christmas-book-review.html"&gt;Cowboy Christmas by Mary Coneally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Bluegrass Christmas by Allie Pleiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-weddings-and-bar-mitzvah-book.html"&gt;3 Weddings and a Bar Mitzvah by Melody Carlson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/prayers-of-agnes-sparrow-book-review.html"&gt;The Prayers of Agnes Sparrow by Joyce Magnin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bos-cafe-book-review-and-giveaway.html"&gt;Bo's Cafe by Lynch, Thrall and McNichol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/taste-of-fame-book-review.html"&gt;A Taste of Fame (Potluck Catering Club) by Linda Shepherd &amp;amp; Eva Marie Everson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-about-him-book-review-and.html"&gt;It's Not About Him by Michelle Sutton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;10) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/intervention-book-review.html"&gt;Intervention by Terri Blackstock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;11) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/though-waters-roar-book-review.html"&gt;Though Waters Roar by Lynn Austin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;12) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/measure-of-mercy-book-review.html"&gt;A Measure of Mercy by Lauraine Snelling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;13) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/stretch-marks-book-review.html"&gt;Stretch Marks by Kimberly Stuart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;14) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/double-cross-book-review.html"&gt;Double Cross by David James Jordan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;15) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/blue-umbrella-book-review.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Blue Umbrella by Mike Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;16) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-worth-remembering-book-review.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Things Worth Remembering by Jakina Stark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;17) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-word-book-review.html"&gt;The Last Word by Kathy Herman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;18) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/emmys-equal-by-marcia-gruver.html"&gt;Emmy's Equal by Marcia Gruver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;19) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/fence-my-father-built-book-review.html"&gt;The Fence My Father Built by Linda Clare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;20) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-help-from-my-friends-book-review.html"&gt;A Little Help From My Friends by Anne Dayton and May Vanderbilt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;21) Last Breath by Brandilyn Collins &amp;amp; Amberly Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;22) eye of the god by Ariel Allison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;23) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaving-carolina-book-review.html"&gt;Leaving Carolina by Tamara Leigh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;24) What Matters Most by Melody Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;25) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/limelight-book-review.html"&gt;Limelight by Melody Carlson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;26) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/fit-to-be-tied-book-review.html"&gt;Fit to Be Tied by Robin Lee Hatcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;27) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/prisoner-of-versailles.html"&gt;Prisoner of Versailles by Golden Keyes Parsons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;28) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/thirsty-book-review.html"&gt;Thirsty by Tracey Bateman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Swiss Courier by Tricia Goyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;30) Eternity Falls by Kirk Outerbridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;31) Saints Roost by Terry Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;32) White Picket Fences by Susan Meissner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/sound-of-sleigh-bells-book-review-and.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Sound of Sleigh Bells by Cindy Woodsmall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;34)&lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/though-waters-roar-book-review.html"&gt; Though Waters Roar by Lynn Austin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;35) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-about-him-book-review-and.html"&gt;It's Not About Him by Michelle Sutton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;36) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/trial-by-fire-book-review-and-giveaway.html"&gt;Trial By Fire by Cara Putman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;37) The Unfinished Gift by Dan Walsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;38) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-dog-book-review-and-preview.html"&gt;The Christmas Dog by Melody Carlson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;39) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-glass-book-review.html"&gt;The Christmas Glass by Marci Alborghetti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;40) Essie In Progress by Marjorie Prestren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Raising Rain by Debbie Fuller Thomas&lt;br /&gt;42) Songs of Deliverance by Marilyn Griffith&lt;br /&gt;43) Whirlwind by Robert Liparulo&lt;br /&gt;44) The Christmas Lamp by Lori Copeland&lt;br /&gt;45) Familiar Stranger by Christina Berry&lt;br /&gt;46) Sheriff's Surrender by Susan Page Davis&lt;br /&gt;47) Wisdom Hunter by Randall Arthur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;48) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/11/silent-gift-book-review-giveaway.html"&gt;The Silent Gift by Michael Landon Jr. &amp;amp; Cindy Kelley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1) Already Gone by Ken Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://cornhuskeracademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/messages-to-myself-book-review.html"&gt;Messages to Myself by Helen B. 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Refrigerator doors. Scrapbooks and sock drawers and top shelves. These are the places we store our treasures–the keepsakes that tell the story of whom and what we’ve loved, how we’ve lived, and what matters most to us.&lt;br /&gt;God is a collector, too, whose treasures are tucked securely into the pages of his book: a golden bell here, an olive leaf there, a scarlet thread, a blood-stained cloth, a few grains of barley. Each of these saved artifacts reveals a facet of his heart and tells the story of a Father whose most precious possession is…us.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasured, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Leigh McLeroy considers tangible reminders of God’s active presence and guides us in discovering evidence in our own lives of his atten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;tive love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;In&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Leigh McLeroy considers tangible reminders of God’s active presence and guides readers in discovering evidence in their own lives of his attentive love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;            “&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;The idea for the book came from a cigar box filled with odds and ends of my grandfather’s life that arrived a few months after his death. Sifting through the objects in the box, I experienced him in a fresh new way. This made me wonder what treasures might be tucked away in Scripture that could frame God for me in an equally intimate, tangible way. This process also helped me uncover my own “treasures” of my walk with the Lord: objects that remind me of my history with him and his faithfulness to me,” says McLeroy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;            D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;rawn from the pages of Scripture, the author considers twelve such treasures and personalizes their meaning for readers, such as a green olive branch that offers  proof of God’s “new every morning” mercy and a scarlet cord that demonstrates his willingness to adopt “strays” of every sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;            Weaving these treasures together with scenes from her personal history, Leigh McLeroy invites readers to discover God’s heart for them and embrace their unique role in his redemptive story. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;offers readers a guided experience of God’s love and character and invites them to consider their own treasures that point to their part in God’s ongoing story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;      This is a beautiful book that would make a lovely gift and to me was really ideal for a Bible study, by yourself or in a group.  Easy to read but with wonderful insight into parts of the Bible that get passed over a lot.  Leigh really brings some amazing insight into some simple things... a fig leaf, Abraham's knife, a scarlet cord, one smooth stone... 12 different items that God might have kept in His keepsake box that other people might not have understood from the outside.  Incredible and eyeopening.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxoHUkH4zxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IJmO8jLKbF0/s1600-h/leigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxoHUkH4zxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IJmO8jLKbF0/s400/leigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411645952114609938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Garamond;color:red;"  &gt;Author Bio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Garamond;" &gt;Leigh McLeroy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; is the author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beautiful Ache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sacred Ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.  An avid collector and recorder of everyday moments, words, and wonders, Leigh’s keen eye for God’s presence in ordinary life infuses her writing and living with a deep, insistent joy.  A frequent conference and event speaker, the author makes her home in Houston, Texas, and posts often on &lt;a href="http://www.leighmcleroy.com/" title="blocked::http://www.leighmcleroy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;www.leighmcleroy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wednesdaywords.com/" title="blocked::http://www.wednesdaywords.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;www.wednesdaywords.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'd like to thank Ashley at Multnomah Books, a division of Random House for my copy of &lt;em&gt;Treasured&lt;/em&gt;. To learn more about this and other Random House books visit &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400074815"&gt;http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400074815&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I found it to have good, fun characters, humor in conversation and situations, an interesting premise and some out of the ordinary instances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little surprised with a few of the talks the main character, Essie, had with herself regarding her relationship with her husband though... she talks about their "negotiations" and basically their relationship being run more like  a business deal - and she seems proud of it.  That was actually a little unsettling to me, but I should point out that by the end of the book you see how Essie has changed and so has her relationship.  The other odd thing to me was that Essie is the main character, but half the book is seen from her father-in-law's perspective... I really like her father-in-law, but I found that a little odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two little quirks aside, I really enjoyed this book.  A wife and mother of two with one on the way and a big career - how can she balance it all?  Especially with a mother that disapproves of her working outside the home and a husband that is not living his dream.  A fresh perspective on an old situation (working mother balancing life... or trying to!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********For a chance to win this book, leave me a comment telling me if you have ever struggled with the whole career / home life balancing thing... and leave your email address too!  Open to US entrants (I just paid $9 to mail a book to Sri Lanka, I just can't afford to be doing that - sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxczkMHbFNI/AAAAAAAADd4/pcXGPyu-zpM/s1600-h/mpresten4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxczkMHbFNI/AAAAAAAADd4/pcXGPyu-zpM/s200/mpresten4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410850174129607890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marjorie Presten is a native Georgian who has her own fair share of experience juggling career and motherhood. She lives outside of Atlanta with her husband, Tom, and their three children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to a radio interview about the book &lt;a href="http://www.cll.emory.edu/eate/mp3%27s/essie&amp;amp;thefish.mp3%20"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: $13.99&lt;br /&gt;Paperback: 320 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kregel Publications (April 1, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 082543565X&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-0825435652&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxcyFaKpynI/AAAAAAAADdw/QfJcCerlFRw/s1600-h/essie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxcyFaKpynI/AAAAAAAADdw/QfJcCerlFRw/s200/essie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410848545813678706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a thirty-second phone call, Hamilton Wells would make a decision that would earn him more money than he could spend in his lifetime. Everything was on the line, but he was not nervous, euphoric, or eager with anticipation. In Hamilton’s mind, the matter was not speculative, debatable, or anything less than a sure thing. Hamilton had the gift, and it had never let him down. Yet even before he made the call, he knew money wouldn’t cure the unrelenting pain of his grief. He sat at his desk with only a single orange banker’s lamp for illumination and cried silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her death had been inevitable, but feelings of helplessness still overwhelmed him. His young son’s dependency on him only multiplied his grief and anger. Six-year-old Jack Wells had insisted his father do something to help Mama, but the only thing Hamilton could do was sit at her bedside and try not to cry. Now it was six weeks after her death, and Hamilton knew his son needed him to be strong, to return life to normal. A neighbor had enrolled Jack in the local church baseball league. They played a game every Wednesday afternoon. It will be good for him, they’d said. Life has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hamilton cradled his head in his hands and groaned. The enormity of the risk he was about to take didn’t concern him. It was purely mechanical. He would surrender all he owned for just one more blissful afternoon at the lake he and his wife both loved, but now that was impossible. His wife was dead. Nothing he could do would change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He remembered the book of Job. Would a loving and caring God do this to the love of my life? Well, he did, Hamilton thought bitterly. Earline had lingered for months. The doctors said it was miraculous that she had endured as long as she had. Be grateful for these last days to say goodbye, they’d said. But for Hamilton, the prolonged end only added anger to his bottomless sorrow. Standing alongside his son as a helpless witness to her slow deterioration and suffering in the final weeks was more than he could bear. It was the worst time of Hamilton’s life. Nothing really mattered anymore, and it seemed he had nothing left to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Under different circumstances, he might have played it safe and put the proceeds away for his son’s education, bought a new house, or perhaps invested in a bit of lake property. He could have become like the rest of the players and worn monograms on his starched cuffs so everyone could remember whose hand they were shaking. Instead, he had gone it alone. His brokerage business had few clients. He was the only big player left. Now he planned to risk everything on something happening on the other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ham couldn’t remember exactly when he had recognized his innate ability to pick the winner out of a crowd. It had always been there, ever since he was conscious of being alive. The talent had blossomed in the military when the card games occasionally got serious. Now, with every dollar he had to his name, Hamilton approached wheat futures with that same instinct. The Russian harvest had been a disaster, and the United States was coming to the rescue. The price of wheat was going to go through the roof, and then through the floor. He was going to make a fortune on both ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He picked up the phone and dialed a number on the Chicago Mercantile exchange. He listened for a few moments as the connection was made. Young Jack tugged at his father’s shirtsleeve. “Pop? Can we go now?” Jack held a baseball in his hand and a glove under his arm. Hamilton swiveled his chair, turning his back to his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A familiar voice announced his name. “How can I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “It’s Ham,” he said. “Short the entire position.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “What? Everything?” the voice asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Everything.” No emotion colored his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Young Jack crept gingerly around the chair to face his father. “Pop,” he whispered, “come on, the game is about to start.” Hamilton shook his head and looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The voice on the phone was still talking. “Most folks are still enjoying the ride, Ham. You could get hurt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “It’s not going a penny higher. Short it all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Warn me? My wife is dead. What else matters?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The voice mumbled something about her passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “She didn’t pass. She’s dead. Just do what I ask.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “OK, Ham.” The phone disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jack was standing there in front of him, shoulders slumped. The ball hung loose at the end of his fingers, and the glove had fallen on the carpet. “Pop, can we go now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Sorry, Son. Not today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “It’s not fair!” Jack erupted. Hot tears sprang up in his eyes. “What am I supposed to do now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ham looked down, silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jack hurled the ball to the floor, wiped his tears angrily, and stormed out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ten minutes later on the futures board, wheat ticked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It ticked down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And so it would continue. Ham would be richer than he’d ever imagined. He’d never experience another financial challenge for the rest of his life. It was not really important, though. Scripture came back to him: “what good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He would trade it all to have his love, his life, back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But that was not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Out his window, Ham could see young Jack riding his bicycle furiously down the street. He watched with a passive surrender as his son’s small frame shrank into the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The decorating, the baking, cooking, gift giving, entertaining... all of it?  Are you that person?  Then "The Christmas Kitchen" is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This book is a great compilation of some fantastic recipes, excellent tips and ideas and everything you need to put you in the mood for the holiday season.  It is beautifully done and would be great for gift giving.  Check out some of these recipes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon and Lemon-Caper Cream Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;French Apple Cake with Caramel Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Curried Chicken-Cashew Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Coconut Angel Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;Teddy Bear Caramel Corn&lt;br /&gt;Bon Temps Cajun Shrimp&lt;br /&gt;Ambrosia Punch&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Navidad Tortilla Soup&lt;br /&gt;Cranberry Guacamole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just the beginning - I can't wait to make some of these recipes myself this month.  The one thing about the book that confused me a little bit was all the recipes that were in it, and tons of pictures but no pictures of the food.  I love pictures of food to go with recipes.  Instead of food pictures there are lots of pictures of people... with no captions of who they are???  But that is probably just me being quirky, other than that I absolutely love this book!  Great gift for a Christmas lover or perfect for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******For a chance to win a copy, leave a comment telling me what your favorite part of Christmas is and I'll enter you.  Be sure to leave your email address in case you win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/Sxcv9OnZfZI/AAAAAAAADdY/tBG3KJvl4oo/s1600-h/tammy+maltby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/Sxcv9OnZfZI/AAAAAAAADdY/tBG3KJvl4oo/s200/tammy+maltby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410846206250810770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tammy Maltby is a writer, speaker, and media personality. For eight years, she was the co-host of the Emmy Award-winning television talk show, Aspiring Women. She serves on the board of the National Women’s Ministry Association, Christian Women in Media and Arts, and Women of Courage International. She and her family live in Colorado Springs, CO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the author's &lt;a href="http://tammymaltby.typepad.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: $14.99&lt;br /&gt;Hardcover: 132 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Howard Books (October 6, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 1416587659&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-1416587651&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt;Press this picture to browse inside the entire book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/Sxgb_SrisRI/AAAAAAAADeA/izphrCNWtyU/s1600-h/browse+inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.simonandschuster.com/Christmas-Kitchen/Tammy-Maltby/9781416587651/browse_inside"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/Sxgb_SrisRI/AAAAAAAADeA/izphrCNWtyU/s320/browse+inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411105726445826322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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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!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your free peek into the book!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never know when I might play a wild card on you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Wild Card author is: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.debbiemacomber.com/"&gt;Debbie Macomber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and the book:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439108935"&gt;One Simple Act&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Howard Books (November 3, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;***Special thanks to Jennifer Willingham of Simon &amp;amp; Schuster sending me a review copy.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;br /&gt;     In today's society it is so easy to get caught up in everything we don't have, keeping up with the Jones' and all that.  In my town there are a lot of people without jobs and Christmas is right around the corner, many people are worried about keeping the heat on and food on the table, not to mention Christmas presents.  In the midst of all this Debbie Macomber, fiction writer extraordinaire, has written a book that will take us back to the basics and the most important things of all.  "One Simple Act" is about the power of generosity, sharing, encouragement, giving, listening, forgiveness, good deeds, service and so much more.  It comes down to gratitude.  You may not have the newest car on the block, but do you have one that runs?  You may not be serving caviar to your children (they wouldn't want it anyway) but did they have a good lunch today?  After reading this book you will have a fresh outlook on your life and your perspective is everything when it comes to attitude.  Fantastic book!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxOGbqo-WPI/AAAAAAAADdI/EdtVfB9bZ34/s1600/debbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxOGbqo-WPI/AAAAAAAADdI/EdtVfB9bZ34/s200/debbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409815387262834930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie Macomber is one of today’s leading voices in women’s fiction. With more than 100 million copies of her books in print and translated into twenty-three languages, her popularity is worldwide. Debbie and her husband live in Washington and Florida and are the proud parents of four children and grandparents of nine grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the author's &lt;a href="http://www.debbiemacomber.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: $22.99&lt;br /&gt;Hardcover: 224 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Howard Books (November 3, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 1439108935&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-1439108932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxOGfSqgc1I/AAAAAAAADdQ/RT_WqKOAwFI/s1600/onesimpleact_fp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SxOGfSqgc1I/AAAAAAAADdQ/RT_WqKOAwFI/s200/onesimpleact_fp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409815449546290002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt;Chapter One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleas, Footsteps, and Check-out Lanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving from a Grateful Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate stepped out of her bookstore at the end of a long, tiring day, locked the door behind her, pulled her scarf up over her nose and mouth to shield her lungs from the bitter cold air, and rushed across the lot to her car. Just one quick stop at the grocery store and she’d be on the way home to cuddle up with her new book in front of a warm fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As she waited at the traffic light to turn into the grocery store lot she took off one glove to feel if the air blasting out of the heat vents was starting to warm. Ah, yes. What a relief. In the few minutes it had taken her to get from her bookstore to the grocery store her fingers had started to ache from the cold. “I think I was born with cold fingers,” she muttered. The light changed to green and as she turned into the lot she came alongside a narrow median strip and noticed a man holding a crudely made hand-lettered cardboard sign. HOMELESS. NEED FOOD. PLEASE HELP. At his feet was a small white plastic bucket. His collar was pulled high against the cold, but her eyes went to his hands holding the sign. Bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My fingers ache from five minutes in this cold car, with gloves on. How cold must his be? she wondered. Her eyes went to his face. Late twenties, probably six or seven years older than Mark. The sudden thought of her son instantly made her shoulders sag. She hadn’t seen Mark since summer. Addicted to drugs, Mark had left home several months ago after a two year struggle—maybe war was a better word—with his parents over his drug abuse. He still called sometimes, but he’d been bunking in with friends, house hopping, and he’d even slept on the streets rather than come back home. Never had she felt so helpless as she’d felt watching her son self-destruct these past two years. Never so powerless to meet the deep needs of the son she loved. But he wasn’t ready to give up his drugs or his illusion of freedom. He remained elusive about his whereabouts and declined every offer Kate made to meet him someplace to talk. Where is he tonight? Cold and hungry like this guy? Begging on some street corner? And if a kind stranger gives him a ten dollar bill, he’ll buy his next hit of pills before buying a warm meal. Kate’s heart sank. Are Mark’s hands cold tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And then it came to her. A quiet nudge. She parked, hurried into the store to pick up bread, eggs, and some yogurt for the weekend, then hit one more aisle. Through the checkout, a dash back to her car, and back along the other side of the median strip, where she pulled alongside the young man, rolled down her window and stopped. Her heart picked up its pace. He walked over to her car, bucket held out, but she didn’t hand any money out the window. Instead she held out a warm pair of gloves she’d just bought. He looked startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Your hands must be terribly cold,” she said. “I hope these help.” The young man looked confused for a moment. Then accepted the gloves. “Thanks,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The car behind her honked and she pulled away and moved toward the intersection. She glanced in the rearview mirror and saw him pulling on the gloves. She blinked to clear a few tears away. They were warm on her cold checks, but another warmth from somewhere in her core was spreading upward, and she found herself smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     For the first time in a long time she didn’t feel powerless at the thought of Mark. Take care of my son tonight, Lord, she prayed. Show him Your love through the kindness of a stranger. And Lord, comfort the mother of that young man tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In that one simple act Kate had discovered the power of generosity. She’d not only warmed a troubled young man; she’d kindled a spark of hope for Mark. And she realized that God had just used her to care for the son of another worried mother. And who knows, maybe the young man on the median strip called is mother that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Just one simple act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Discovery Worth Sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     You’ve read the subtitle of this book, Discovering the Power of Generosity. If you recognized my name on the cover of the book you may be asking yourself why a writer known for fiction is writing a nonfiction book on generosity The answer is . . . well . . . if you don’t mind me quoting the title . . . simple. Have you ever discovered something so great that you just had to tell your friends? You know, like a great little vacation spot you stumbled across while on a trip, or a new clothing store with affordable prices, great selection and really stellar service? Maybe you’ve heard a speaker that had a huge impact on you, or saw a movie that made you laugh ‘til you cried and you knew just the friend who needed it. When we find something we love, we want to share it with it others and spread the joy. Right? That is how I feel about simple acts of generosity. I have had some encounters with generosity—as the recipient, the giver, the witness—that have had a profoundly life-changing impact on me. I’ve just got to share the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     On the other hand, you may have seen the word generosity and thought to yourself, “Oh great. One more appeal to go digging deep into my pocket.” Don’t worry! You are not in for a brand new load of guilt. I promise! That’s precisely what this book is not about. In our age of overwork and exhaustion, tossing a few dollars here and there may be the easiest way to practice generosity. But I am talking about it in larger terms—life-changing terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Like my friend Kate. She made a five minute investment of time, and on a whim probably spent about eight or nine dollars on that pair of gloves. But her decision had nothing to do with her wallet. It had to do with her heart. When she handed those gloves out the window she brought unexpected goodness into a bleak situation. And that goodness spilled over and gave back. It multiplied. For my friend Kate, that was just the beginning. But that is a story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When you pick up a book, it’s fair to ask, “What’s in it for me?” My goal in writing this is to surprise you with the multiple benefits that come from small and large acts of generosity. I’m convinced that we cannot become all we could be until we are willing to unclench our hands and release what we’ve been clinging to, what we’ve been determined to keep for ourselves. The intriguing part is that once we release such gifts we are free to take hold of something more, something better; something that God has wanted to give us for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Simply put, intentional acts of generosity can open our lives to the very best God has to offer. In fact, the very best that God has to offer is exactly where we need to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tradition Worth Keeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago I read of the old Quaker tradition of keeping a gratitude journal. I was inspired by the idea so I purchased a book with blank pages and titled it My Ode to Joy. Each morning I wrote a little thank you note to God. I found it to be a way to start my day on a positive note. Little did I understand then how the discipline of writing down five things for which I am thankful every day would forever change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I first started I found it easy to hit the big things—good parents, a wonderful husband, my children (and later my grandchildren) and, of course, a writing career I love. These precious gifts still make their way onto my list over and over. Today, when I re-read journals from past years I see that as the months, then years, trickled by, I began to dig deeper for things to add to my list. As I matured in my understanding of how God works, it wasn’t only the good things, the pleasant, “happy” gifts for which I expressed appreciation. I began to see more clearly how God was using life’s trials in unexpected ways for my good so I began to write down my gratitude for the seemingly negative things in my life—my troubles, pains and losses. With that knowledge I became more confident that God would see me through everything, and my gratitude grew deeper. In fact, expressing thanks for negative things is a practice I adopted from Corrie ten Boom as I read her book The Hiding Place.1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleas, God’s Secret Weapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     During World War II, Corrie and her sister, Betsie had been arrested in Holland for trying to help Jews escape the Holocaust. They ended up in Ravensbruck, one of the most infamous Nazi concentration camps. Their barracks had been built to hold 400 prisoners but by the time the sisters arrived at the camp, the room held more than 1400 women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Living conditions were insufferable. The women were housed like stacked cordwood on dirty, flea-infested straw, strewn on wooden platforms. The fleas feasted night and day until everyone was covered in itchy, raised welts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If it hadn’t been for their Bible and the comfort the sisters were able to take from Betsie’s readings, Corrie didn’t know how they could have survived from day to day. If the guards had ventured into the room they would have discovered the forbidden Bible. Not only would it have been confiscated but the consequences would have been brutal. Over and over, the two sisters wondered over the mystery of why the guards never inspected their barracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     One morning Betsie read the Bible verse in 1 Thessalonians 5:18 that said, Give thanks in all circumstances. She insisted that they put this into practice, feeling certain that ‘giving thanks’ was the answer to their suffering. As Corrie tells the story, her sister named a litany of things they needed to thank God for—from the amazing circumstance that enabled the sisters to stay together, to the Bible she held in her hands, to the other women in the camp. But when Betsie began to thank God for the suffocating room and finally for the fleas, Corrie balked. It seemed impossible to Corrie to find anything for which to thank God in the deprivation of a concentration camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     But Betsie insisted, reminding Corrie that God said, “in all circumstances.” Corrie recalled standing in that room with all the other women, thanking God for the fleas and being certain that, for once, Betsie was wrong. Yet, that prayer proved to be a turning point for the women. Their circumstances hadn’t changed but their attitude did. Betsie and Corrie began to connect with the women in a way that changed those barracks and the women imprisoned there. It wasn’t until much later that Corrie discovered the reason the dreaded inspection never happened and their beloved Bible remained undiscovered. It was the very same reason she and Betsie were never stopped from having their much-anticipated Bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The fleas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The guards refused to set foot into those barracks because of the out-of-control flea infestation. When Betsie took God at His word and thanked Him in all circumstances, she had no idea those fleas were actually a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It’s easy to be grateful for the sunshine, the good things, plenty of food, meeting the budget and compliant children. But God tells us to express gratitude in all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Think about it. That means we are called to offer thanks when the wind blows into our lives at hurricane force. We are asked to thank Him when the money runs out long before the end of the month, and when the kids are pushing the boundaries and challenging us at every turn. It doesn’t make any logical sense, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Corrie ten Boom discovered the “sense” of giving thanks in all circumstances. She discovered the vital link between gratitude and trust. Through reading The Hiding Place and through the practice of keeping my own gratitude journal, I, too, have discovered this link. Though we may not understand the whys of our circumstances, by thanking God we grow to acknowledge that He is in control—that He can be trusted. We learn to release our iron-tight grip on our circumstances, and we experience a much-welcome reprieve from worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The importance of giving thanks is clear in Philippians 4:6: Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. Interesting, isn’t it? The antidote for anxiety is to pray with thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Discovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The act of gratitude reminds us that God is worthy of our trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps Worth Following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I admit learning to praise God in all circumstances takes practice. I find I need to be intentional and deliberate in doing so, and make it a day-by-day, even minute-by-minute exercise. My grandparents were immigrants of German-Russian extraction who settled in the Dakotas. They were dirt farmers during the Great Depression of the 1930’s. My grandparents, Anna and Anton Adler, rose long before dawn, greeting each day with anticipation. My grandfather labored in his fields only to see his crops fail year after year. When all seemed lost, he didn’t give up. He looked toward the future. He heard of work picking fruit in the Yakima Valley in Washington State. Selling everything they had, my grandparents headed west with six children, leaving their two adult children behind with and all their earthly possessions strapped to the back of their Model T Ford. They headed west, and without a backward glance, he left the farm behind. By all outward appearances my grandfather had failed just as the land had failed and yet, as told in our family stories, my grandparents chose to thank God for the work ahead of them, rather than complain over what they had lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In the footsteps of my grandparents I, too, want to look at life with a sense of gratitude. I see my journal writing as starting my morning out on the positive note of practicing gratitude. Instead of grumbling over the drizzle outside my kitchen window, I can smile and remember that it’s the rain that makes everything so green and lush in the Pacific Northwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I once read that there are more verses in the Bible that praise God than anything else. I’m not a Bible scholar so I can’t say for sure if that’s true or not but I do know that when we have a thankful heart, despite our circumstances, we lighten our load. Nothing jumpstarts our gratitude like practicing the habit of praise. King David, who poured out his gratitude in verse after verse of the book of Psalms, was called a man after God’s own heart. Isn’t that what we’d like to be? Simply reading his psalms of praise is an ideal way to build gratitude into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check-Out Lane Surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A few months ago I was in line at the supermarket. My cart was piled high and I was anxious to be on my way. I was grateful that the young woman in front of me only had a partially filled cart. As I watched her carefully unload her groceries, I could see that she seemed anxious. As the checker finished ringing up the groceries, the young woman leaned across the check stand, whispered something to the checker and left—without her groceries. The checker piled the bags onto the cart and set it off to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I guessed the scenario. The young women didn’t have enough money to pay for her purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The clerk looked up at me and smiled, “Thanks for waiting. She had to go to the bank for more money.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I looked at the mountain of groceries in my cart, remembering my own scary days back in the early 1980’s when I first decided I wanted to be a writer. My husband Wayne and I had four young children and, as a construction electrician, Wayne was often between jobs. I remembered well when were feeding our young family of six on Wayne’s unemployment check of one hundred fifty dollars a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I felt that inner discomfort that I sometimes get when God nudges me to do something. I call these moments ‘divine appointments’. It wasn’t by accident that I turned up behind this young wife and mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “How much were her groceries?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The clerk looked up as if she hadn’t understood my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “How much was the bill?” I repeated. She pulled the tape from the bag and told me. Then she shrugged her shoulders as if she didn’t know why I’d be asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Kindly add that amount to my bill,” I told her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The clerk stopped checking my groceries. I was glad my piled-high cart had kept others from lining up behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “She may not even come back,” the woman cautioned. “Sometimes if a person doesn’t have enough money they say they’ll come back because they’re embarrassed. In every likelihood she won’t return, so save your money.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “No,” I insisted, “I want to pay for her groceries.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “She probably won’t be back,” she said in a flippant tone. “What do you want me to do with them then?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Give the food to someone in need,” I suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I could see the clerk had never had someone offer to pay for someone else’s groceries. She appeared shocked and continued to stare at me. “Why are you doing this?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I explained that at one time I’d been in that young woman’s situation. I remembered wondering how I’d feed my family. I told her how grateful I was for all that God had given me. I tried to explain that with gratitude comes the urge to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     She didn’t say a word and I was left wondering if I was babbling on far too long. What I was doing didn’t make a lot of sense. The clerk was right—the woman who’d left might very well not return. Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that God wanted me to do this. I’ve come to recognize those promptings from God and learned not to resist them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Slowly the clerk returned to ringing up my groceries. “I want to know more about God,” she said simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     That’s when it hit me. This nudge from God wasn’t about the young woman who left her groceries behind. God hadn’t nudged me for her sake, but for the clerk’s sake! For whatever reason, she needed to witness an act of generosity done in the Lord’s name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I thought of Corrie ten Boom’s fleas. In this case, my own gift of generosity was having a benefit I had never imagined, just as the fleas had a benefit Corrie had never imagined. I thought I was helping the young woman needing groceries, but the Lord had set his sights on the clerk. Something my Florida pastor, James Biles, once said in a sermon came to mind. I remembered being struck so by his words that I wrote them down on the margin of my bulletin: “We aren’t called to share the Gospel. We are called to show the Gospel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Look at it this way: had God not been tutoring me in the habit of gratitude, I might have been stewing about the delay caused by the young woman’s inability to pay. Instead I was able to listen to that still, small voice that sometimes gently urges me to act. Had I rationalized that the young woman might never come back for her groceries, I might have missed blessing the person God intended. Although I frequently shopped at that store I never saw her again and yet I feel God planted her in my path that day for His purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Keep the eyes of your heart open for those God may want to help through you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Discovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Practicing an attitude of gratitude spills over to acts of generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Science of Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My own discovery about the importance of gratitude was largely developed as I read the Bible. But did you know that science confirms the importance of gratitude as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Two researchers, R. A. Emmons of University of California at Davis and M. E. McCullough of the University of Miami, have been researching the Dimensions and Perspectives of Gratitude. Their findings fascinate me and have been the basis of dozens of articles in scientific journals and bulletins. Take a look with me at what they learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Their experiments demonstrated that those who kept gratitude journals on a weekly basis exercised more regularly, reported fewer illness symptoms, felt better about their lives as a whole, and were more optimistic about the upcoming week compared to those who recorded troubles or neutral life events. As they continued to experiment, they found that participants who kept gratitude lists were more likely to have made progress over a two-month period toward their most important personal goals—academic, interpersonal and health-based—compared to the subjects in their control group.2 So gratitude not only contributed to better overall health but helped reach important goals. Think about it. Our creator designed us to benefit when we give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And that’s not all. Here’s something else they discovered: a daily gratitude exercise where young adults regularly focused on specific things for which they were thankful resulted in higher reported levels of the positive states of alertness, enthusiasm, determination, attentiveness and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And remember that I said that generosity grows out of gratitude? The study also showed that participants in the daily gratitude experiment were more likely to report having helped someone with a personal problem or having offered emotional support to another. You see, when gratitude becomes a habit, then generosity seems to follow naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In a sample of adults with neuromuscular disease, a twenty-one-day gratitude intervention resulted in greater amounts of high energy, positive moods, a greater sense of feeling connected to others, more optimistic ratings of one’s life, and better sleep duration and sleep quality, relative to a control group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     But there’s more. Stephen Post, PhD, professor of bioethics at Case Western Reserve University’s School of Medicine, is the author of Why Good Things Happen to Good People.3 In an article in Guideposts, “The Power of Gratitude” he shares five things he discovered about gratitude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude Defends. Just fifteen minutes a day focusing on the things you’re grateful for will significantly increase your body’s natural antibodies.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude Sharpens. Naturally grateful people are more focused mentally and measurably less vulnerable to clinical depression.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude Calms. A grateful state of mind induces a physiological state called resonance that’s associated with healthier blood pressure and heart rate.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude Strengthens. Caring for others is draining. But grateful caregivers are healthier and more capable than less grateful ones.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude Heals. Recipients of donated organs who have the most grateful attitudes heal faster.&lt;br /&gt;Discovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude gives back. When we practice gratitude, not only do we grow in our trust of God, but we benefit physically, emotionally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude as a Prerequisite to Giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As we acknowledge all we have, as we learn to praise God for all He has done for us. Then God helps us pry our fingers off our possessions, our Day Timers® and our bank statements. This brings us full circle. Can you see why we explored gratitude before we set off on our journey to discover the power of generosity? Gratitude is the basis for giving. Grumpy, stingy people cannot live in the spirit of generosity. In order to be able to open our hands to give, we first have to give thanks for all we’ve been given. It’s just that simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Design note: Bordered feature—or maybe decorative corner treatments and different font—at the end of each of each chapter: Simple Acts of XXX. Also, find an attractive alternative to plain bullet points.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Simple Acts of Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin a Gratitude Journal. Each day write five things for which you are grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Practice praise. Nothing opens our eyes to the gifts we have been given than focusing on the Giver. Find at least one new thing to praise God for each day.&lt;br /&gt;Stay alert for those “God Nudges” and be grateful when you sense them. When you feel like you should be doing something for someone, act on it. Keep track of those nudges. Write them down, noting how you responded and the outcome. When we practice listening for that still small voice we become better at hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God in all circumstances. 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After the first few chapters the rest of the book is broken down by one chapter per person that has one of the pieces of Christmas Glass.  It is a really interesting way to write the book and tie everyone's stories together. &lt;br /&gt;      I was glad to hear that Marci is writing a sequel because the very last line of the book left me hanging!  But there is no doubt that she had pulled me in with her writing style and characterization.  This is a very enjoyable Christmas story that will warm your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxXoUsw3lJI/AAAAAAAADL4/1ER4oN75LRc/s1600-h/Marci_Alborghetti_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxXoUsw3lJI/AAAAAAAADL4/1ER4oN75LRc/s400/Marci_Alborghetti_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410485969666675858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marci Alborghetti has been writing only slightly longer than she's been reading. In seventh grade she received her first writing prize for a zany Halloween story. The prize? A five dollar gift certificate to a local bookstore. She was hooked. The Christmas Glass is her fourteenth book, and she is currently at work on a sequel as well as a non-fiction book about service. Some of her other books include: Prayer Power: How to Pray When You Think You Can’t, A Season in the South and Twelve Strong Women of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her husband, Charlie Duffy, live in New London, Connecticut and the San Francisco Bay area. While in New London she facilitates the Saint James Literary Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxXmtJmZk8I/AAAAAAAADLw/YM7DqqHYGG8/s1600-h/Christmas_glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxXmtJmZk8I/AAAAAAAADLw/YM7DqqHYGG8/s400/Christmas_glass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410484190700999618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the tradition of &lt;i&gt;The Christmas Shoes&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;A Christmas on Jane Street&lt;/i&gt;, the heartwarming story of &lt;i&gt;The Christmas Glass&lt;/i&gt; shows how, today as always, the Christmas miracle works its wonders in the human heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early days of World War II in Italy, Anna, a young widow who runs a small orphanage, carefully wraps her most cherished possessions -- a dozen hand-blown, German-made, Christmas ornaments, handed down by her mother -- and sends them to a cousin she hasn't seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna is distressed to part with her only tangible reminder of her mother, but she worries that the ornaments will be lost or destroyed in the war, especially now that her orphanage has begun to secretly shelter Jewish children. Anna's young cousin Filomena is married with two-year-old twins when she receives the box of precious Christmas glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the war, Filomena emigrates to America, where the precious ornaments are passed down through the generations. After more than forty years, twelve people come to possess a piece of Christmas glass, some intimately connected by family bonds, some connected only through the history of the ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christmas Day approaches, readers join each character in a journey of laughter and tears, fractures and healings, as Filomena, now an eighty-four-year-old great-grandmother, brings them all to what will be either a wondrous reunion or a disaster that may shatter them all like the precious glass they cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read the first chapter of  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0824947762"&gt;The Christmas Glass&lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-glass-chapter-1.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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My review will follow shortly, but until then, let me just say that Terry Burns has a real gift for writing about the old west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxM13AOMONI/AAAAAAAADLo/y7PiL-QGLSI/s1600/terryburns2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxM13AOMONI/AAAAAAAADLo/y7PiL-QGLSI/s400/terryburns2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409726796470696146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry has over 30 books in print, including work in a dozen short story collections and four non-fiction books plus numerous articles and short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His last book &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond the Smoke&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is a 2009 winner of the Will Rogers Medallion for best youth fiction and a nominee for the Spur Award from the Western Writers of America. He has a three book &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mysterious Ways&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; series out from David C Cook, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trails of the Dime Novel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from Echelon Press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A graduate of West Texas State he did post graduate work at Southern Methodist University. Terry plans to continue writing inspirational fiction as well as working as an agent for &lt;a href="http://www.hartlineliterary.com/"&gt;Hartline Literary Agency&lt;/a&gt;. Terry is a native Texan Living in Amarillo, Texas with his lovely wife Saundra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxMzl3OnX5I/AAAAAAAADLg/PAaiYnhBlyo/s1600/saint%27sroost+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SxMzl3OnX5I/AAAAAAAADLg/PAaiYnhBlyo/s400/saint%27sroost+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409724302975524754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry Burns has written a novel rich in Texan drawl and old western authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saint’s Roost&lt;/i&gt; opens with a determined couple leaving a wagon train to set off on their own, only to be set upon by savages. Patrick, an eager evangelizing preacher, steps out to share the Good Book with the savages and meets an untimely demise, leaving his wife, Janie, alone on a trail to nowhere with no one to help her survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes her way across the frontier determined to follow her husband’s calling, but she doesn’t know where to begin, or even how to take care of herself. When her travels bring her into the lives of two cowhands, an ex-prostitute, a young boy and his drunken grandfather, and towns filled with cowboys waiting to be saved, she discovers there’s more than one way to spread God’s word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read the first chapter of &lt;a href="http://www.trebleheartbooks.com/MVBurns.html"&gt;Saint's Roost&lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/11/saints-roost-chapter-1.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She can take concepts and make them easy to grasp and understand.  My kids, Philip (11) and Chloe (9) read these two books for me because I was curious to see how they did with them.  They both did great and really enjoyed them.  I think Chloe only needed help with one or two words so they are written in a way that is easy for kids to read.  I asked them what their favorite book was and these are their comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;CHLOE'S REVIEW:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;     I liked God Gave Us Love best because the polar bears she uses in the books are cute and cuddly.  She uses otters to show how we should love each other.  My favorite part was  when the polar bear family did a group hug because our family does that sometimes too.  I would like to read more of Lisa's polar bear books, I really like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxSRidKu73I/AAAAAAAAA0I/0OSnCGxmP9k/s1600/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxSRidKu73I/AAAAAAAAA0I/0OSnCGxmP9k/s400/Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410109073510035314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51);font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:Garamond;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;God Gave Us Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51);font-family:Garamond;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51);font-family:Garamond;" &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt; As Little Cub and Grampa Bear’s fishing adventure is interrupted by mischievous otters, the young polar bear begins to question why we must love others… even the seemingly unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;In answering her questions, Grampa Bear gives tender explanations that teach Little Cub about the different kinds of love that is shared between families, friends, and mamas and papas. Grampa explains that all these kinds of love come from God and that it is important to love others because…&lt;br /&gt;“Any time we show love, Little Cub, we’re sharing a bit of his love.”&lt;br /&gt;This sweet tale will warm the hearts of young children as they learn about all the different sorts of love, while the gentle explanations of each provide a valuable opportunity to encourage children to share with others a “God-sized love.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;PHILIP'S REVIEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;     I liked God Gave Us Christmas the best because it talks about Jesus' birth.  The Polar bear cub wanted to know who invented Christmas so his mama took him on a little trip.  They went down a mountain, saw an iceberg, the northern lights and many more wonders of God's nature.  Little cub learned that Jesus was the best present of all and he was given just for him.  That was the most important part of the story.  I like the polar bear characters because they are cute.  I would definitely read more of these polar bear books, they tell great stories.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxSRiBdiiTI/AAAAAAAAA0A/yDul7HDSePE/s1600/Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SxSRiBdiiTI/AAAAAAAAA0A/yDul7HDSePE/s400/Christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410109066072721714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51);font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:Garamond;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;God Gave Us Christmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:black;"  &gt;As Little Cub and her family prepare to celebrate the most special day of the year, the curious young polar bear begins to wonder… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Who invented Christmas?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Mama’s answer only leads to more questions like “Is God more important than Santa?” So she and Little Cub head off on a polar expedition to find God and to see how he gave them Christmas. Along the way, they find signs that God is at work all around them. Through Mama’s gentle guidance, Little Cub learns about the very first Christmas and discovers that… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus is the best present of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;This enchanting tale provides the perfect opportunity to help young children celebrate the true meaning of Christmas and to discover how very much God loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Times;" &gt;Lisa Tawn Bergren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; is the award-winning author of nearly thirty titles, totaling more than 1.5 million books in print. She writes in a broad range of genres, from adult fiction to devotional. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God Gave Us Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; follows in Lisa’s classic tradition of the best-selling &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God Gave Us You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She lives in Colorado, with her husband, Tim, and their children, Olivia, Emma, and Jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;*I'd like to thank Ashley at Multnomah Books, a division of Random House for the copies of God Gave Us Love and God Gave Us Christmas. To learn more about these and other titles from Multnomah and Random House visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400071753"&gt;http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400071753&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400074471"&gt;http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400074471&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The bestsellers tell the story of a regular girl’s relationship with a vampire who has chosen to follow his “good” side. But the Saga isn’t just another fantasy–it’s teaching girls about love, sex, and purpose. With 48 million copies in print and a succession of upcoming blockbuster films, now is the time to ask the important question: Can vampires teach us about God’s plan for love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touched by a Vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is the first book to investigate the themes of the Twilight Saga from a Biblical perspective. Some Christian readers have praised moral principles illustrated in the story, such as premarital sexual abstinence, which align with Meyer’s Mormon beliefs. But ultimately, Beth Felker Jones examines whether the story’s redemptive qualities outshine its darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautionary, thoughtful, and challenging, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touched by a Vampire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;is written for Twilight fans, parents, teachers, and pop culture enthusiasts. It includes an overview of the series for those unfamiliar with the storyline and a discussion guide for small groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;       With the release of the movie, "New Moon" this week, the hype surrounding the Twilight series is at a high right now.  I have not read the books myself, I have too many great Christian books in my to-be-read pile to spend time on non-Christian books, but I did break down and see Twilight after it came out on dvd, and I'll probably do the same for New Moon.  But I was really curious as to what this book, "Touched by a Vampire" would have to say about the series when I got it.  I was not disappointed.  What Beth offers the reader in this book are some great thought provoking questions and statements regarding Stephanie Meyers' books and movies.  A lot of people defend the books with the argument that there is no pre-marital sex between Edward and Bella, Beth goes into that with some great insight.  She also looks in depth at marriage, parenting, dangerous romance, the ideal family, abstinence and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;     This book is a valuable tool for sparking discussion within yourself and also teens and friends you may have that have read the books.  I wouldn't take everything in this book as gospel, anymore than I would take everything Stephanie Meyer's writes as gospel... but it is fantastic for getting you to really think about what you are reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;***********Thanks to Liz Johnson from Multnomah for my review copy of this book.  If you would like an opportunity to win it then leave me a comment telling me who this book would be good for in your  life (you, a daughter, friend, sister, etc..) and leave an email and I will enter you.  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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!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your free peek into the book!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never know when I might play a wild card on you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Wild Card authors are: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://triciagoyer.com/"&gt;Tricia Goyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?et=1102769869828&amp;amp;s=1603&amp;amp;e=001XWv2uCryqw7iORYiO7IJrbKS03_1K6MHWm8o09lskEL5Fc3H5yLhvyRUZA7gsGPFBohoeGQrv8lDkzj8KB82YvnCqyTRGVCm4iJEo4Nne9UlNnMHeFcSQGPXugiL4hZW4Po8Zt_0q_YFvgEHdbqQQujXi0kJFN4l3s02HDpe1aIWdOHqYvHEKApB12JbxXOEp_uQKdxRTSuQmJmbnY4_JnNJZbk2pAr4TclHs-T2xWFJoJ0pJ9OC-8R5o3aItbpkH4TIlLUSMc0orCnLIaTjIg=="&gt;Ocieanna Fleiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and the book:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1935416294"&gt;Love Finds You In Lonesome Prairie, Montana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Summerside Press (December 1, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;***Special thanks to Amy Lathrop of LitFUSE Publicity Group for sending me a review copy.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;br /&gt;     Have you read one of the "Love Finds You In..." books from Summerside Press?  There is a whole line of them and they are each as unique and creative as the authors and the locations.  There are contemporary, historical, mystery, comedy, tragedy and all of them wrap up with a great dose of romance.  In Love Finds You in Lonesome Prairie, Montana we have a historical romance set in the wild west prairie and we enter on the orphan train with Julia and the girls in her charge.  Julia is seeing off the last of the orphan girls in her care and then she is heading back to New York City.  Oh, except that she misses the train because a dirty old prospector holds her up when he demands that she become his wife because he paid for her.  Um, what???  It turns out that she does not have a return ticket and her "husband" is intent upon claiming her, but she has leanings toward the Preacher even though he has sworn himself to a life of singleness.  In the meantime, Julia is learning that maybe the prairie isn't as lonesome as she first thought as she befriends many of the ladies in the area.  Could God finally have a home for an orphan like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This is a good classic historical western and adds a great title to the Love Finds You In... line of books.  If you haven't read any yet, this is a great place to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIYJxwg8OI/AAAAAAAADbI/rOYzmF-Md74/s1600/Tricia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIYJxwg8OI/AAAAAAAADbI/rOYzmF-Md74/s200/Tricia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404909059052728546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia Goyer was named Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference "Writer of the Year" in 2003. Her book &lt;em&gt;Night Song&lt;/em&gt; won Book of the Year from ACFW in the Long Historical Fiction category. Her book &lt;em&gt;Life Interrupted: The Scoop On Being a Young Mom&lt;/em&gt; was a Gold Medallion Finalist. Tricia has written hundreds of articles, Bible Study notes, and both fiction and non-fiction books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the author's &lt;a href="http://triciagoyer.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIY6FHD0JI/AAAAAAAADbY/cQMNL3rXrn4/s1600/Ocieanna_Fleiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIY6FHD0JI/AAAAAAAADbY/cQMNL3rXrn4/s200/Ocieanna_Fleiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404909888881283218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocieanna Fleissis a published writer and has edited six of Tricia Goyer's historical novels. She lives with her husband and their four children in the Seattle area. Connect with Ocieanna on &lt;a href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?et=1102769869828&amp;amp;s=1603&amp;amp;e=001XWv2uCryqw7iORYiO7IJrbKS03_1K6MHWm8o09lskEL5Fc3H5yLhvyRUZA7gsGPFBohoeGQrv8lDkzj8KB82YvnCqyTRGVCm4iJEo4Nne9UlNnMHeFcSQGPXugiL4hZW4Po8Zt_0q_YFvgEHdbqQQujXi0kJFN4l3s02HDpe1aIWdOHqYvHEKApB12JbxXOEp_uQKdxRTSuQmJmbnY4_JnNJZbk2pAr4TclHs-T2xWFJoJ0pJ9OC-8R5o3aItbpkH4TIlLUSMc0orCnLIaTjIg=="&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: $12.99&lt;br /&gt;Paperback: 320 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Summerside Press (December 1, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 1935416294&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-1935416296&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIYM0DDeXI/AAAAAAAADbQ/S2fkAcOdXWg/s1600/love+finds+you+in+lonesome+prairie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SwIYM0DDeXI/AAAAAAAADbQ/S2fkAcOdXWg/s200/love+finds+you+in+lonesome+prairie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404909111206967666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt; The sound of little girls’ voices and the sight of the sun streaming through the tall, second-story window of the Open Door Home for Destitute Girls, a privately owned orphanage on upper Manhattan, told nineteen-year-old Julia Cavanaugh that the day had started without her. Julia, an orphan herself, now running the place for the owner, brushed a strand of dark hair from her eyes. She submitted to a second yawn as a twelve-year-old girl hopped onto her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “He’s gonna ask her to marry him, don’t you think, Miss Cavanaugh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Oh, Shelby.” Julia wiped the sleep from her eyes and smiled into the freckled face staring eagerly at her. “Give me a moment to wake before you go asking such things.” Julia stroked the girl’s cheek, her heart seeming to double within her chest with love for the youngster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The embroidery sampler she’d fallen asleep working on still lay at the end of her bed. She picked it up and eyed the image of a small house she’d copied from Godey’s Lady’s Book. Above the house, she’d stitched the words Home Sweet Home in fancy script. Gazing around the broad room lined with small metal cots and bustling with little-girl chatter, Julia noted the embroidered pillowslips, carefully pressed—albeit dingy—curtains, and dandelions smiling from scavenged jam-jar vases. She’d done her best to make the room pleasant for the girls—and herself. She glanced at their faces and smiled, gladly embracing her role as caretaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A less-than-subtle “ahem” from Shelby reminded Julia she’d been asked a question. She glanced at her young charge, still perched on the end of her bed. “What did you ask?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Finally.” Shelby eyed her with mock frustration. “I said, do you think they will get married—Mrs. Hamlin and Mr. Gaffin? Haven’t you noticed the way they look at each other?” Shelby’s cheeks hinted of red. Her golden hair was already fixed in a proper bun, her hands and face washed, and her simple dress clean and pressed despite its patches and stray threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Shelby Bruce.” Julia shook her head, as Shelby’s two-year-old sister Beatrice wiggled onto Julia’s lap with a squeal. Julia planted a firm kiss on the top of Bea’s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Married? I don’t think so,” Julia continued. “Mrs. Hamlin would’ve told us—told me—if she was being courted. Mr. Gaffin’s just an old family friend.” Julia wondered where on earth the girl got the notion that their headmistress wished to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Although they have been spending a lot of time together. Julia pushed the thought out of her mind as little Bea shuffled to a stand, planting her pint-sized feet on Julia’s thighs. “Fammy fend!” She pointed a chubby finger at her older sister, Shelby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “All right, Bea.” Julia plopped the toddler on the floor and swiveled her toward the small bed she shared with Shelby. “Time to straighten your bed.” Then Julia eyed the twins. “Charity, Grace, would you two virtuous girls fetch fresh water for the basin?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Shelby pushed away from the bed, wrinkled her brow, and thrust her hand behind her as if to support her back—a perfect imitation of their middle-aged headmistress. “Now where did I put my spectacles?” Shelby clucked her tongue as she waddled forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Laughter spilled from the lips of the girls around the room. Encouraged, Shelby scratched her head. She plopped down on her bed then hopped up again as if surprised, pulling imaginary spectacles from under her rump. “Oh!” she squealed. “There they are.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The laughter grew louder, and Julia pursed her lips together to smother the impulse to laugh along with them. She planted her fists on her hips. “That’s enough. All of you know what must be done before breakfast.” The girls’ laughter quieted to soft giggles hidden behind cupped palms as they scattered to do their chores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Shelby lingered behind, her form now straight and her eyes pensive. “Maybe she forgot to tell you, Miss Cavanaugh.” The young girl gazed up at her. “The way they look at each other—it’s like my ma and pa used to, that’s all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Julia folded a stray sandy blond curl behind the girl’s ear. “Don’t worry, my sweet. If Mrs. Hamlin was getting married, we’d be the first to know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Julia hoped her own gaze didn’t reflect the sinking disquiet that draped her. Mr. Gaffin was a rich world traveler. If there was any truth to Shelby’s suspicion, Julia couldn’t imagine he’d let Mrs. Hamlin continue to work with orphans. Perhaps they’d get a new headmistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Or maybe the girls would be separated, moved to new homes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If Mrs. Hamlin got married, all their lives would be radically changed. And if Julia had to leave the orphanage, she had no idea what she would do. Julia swept that painful thought away and steadied her gaze at Shelby. She couldn’t hide her true feelings from this girl. Julia took Shelby’s hand and answered as honestly as she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “I don’t think she’ll get married, but if she does, God will take care of us, like He always has.” Julia lifted her chin in a smile. “And really, Mrs. Hamlin may be forgetful, but no one could forget that. I sure wouldn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ardy, a shy Swedish girl, removed her dirty sheets from a small bed and then approached, taking Julia’s hand. “Don’t ya think you’ll ever be gettin’ married?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Actually, there is something I’ve been wanting to tell you all….” Julia leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The two girls eyed each other in surprise, and Shelby’s brow furrowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Come closer.” Julia curled a finger, bidding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “What is it?” Shelby asked, her eyes glued to Julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The girls leaned in. “I’d like to tell you…that there’s a wonderful man who’s asked me to marry him!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The squeals of two girls erupted, followed by the cheers of nearly three dozen others who’d been quietly listening from the stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “There is?” Shelby reached forward and squeezed Julia’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Julia let out a hefty sigh and giggled. “No, you sillies. Well, at least not yet. Someday. Maybe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Shelby pouted “But you said… ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “I said I’d like to tell you I had a man. I’d sure like to, but of course since I don’t, I’m happy to stay here with all of you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The girls moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The squeak of the front door down on the first floor of the Revolutionary War–era home-turned-orphanage drew their attention. They waited as Mrs. Hamlin’s familiar chortle filled the air, along with a bash and clang of items—hopefully food and supplies that she’d picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Julia!” Mrs. Hamlin yelped. “Julia, dear, where are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Coming.” Julia hurried down the stairs to help the older woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Julia neared the bottom of the steps and paused, trying to stifle a laugh at the sight of the twinkly-eyed woman sprawled flat on her back. Scattered boxes and bags covered the donated rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Mrs. Hamlin! What on earth? Why didn’t you get a steward to help you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Oh, I didn’t want to be a bother.” She cheerfully picked herself up. “I was in such a hurry to show you all what I’d bought. And to tell you my surprise. Such a wonderful surprise.” Julia eyed the boxes and noted they were from R.H. Macy &amp;amp; Co. More than a dozen boxes waited to be opened, and she couldn’t imagine the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “I found just what the girls need, and on sale!” the headmistress exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     What they need is more food—vitamin drops, too—and maybe a few new schoolbooks. But Julia didn’t dare say it. And somehow God’s hand of providence always provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “New clothes, I gather. That is a surprise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “But only half of it, dear.” Mrs. Hamlin rubbed her palms expectantly. “I also must tell you my news. The best news an old widow could hope for.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Julia followed Mrs. Hamlin’s gaze toward the idle youngsters who’d gathered on the staircase to watch. Her eyes locked with Shelby’s, then she quickly looked away. “News?” The muscles in Julia’s stomach tightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Girls,” Julia shooed them away with a wave of her hand, “you know better than to eavesdrop. Off to chores with you. We’ll have breakfast soon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The girls started to scurry off, but Mrs. Hamlin halted them with her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “No, no,” her high-pitched voice hailed. “Come back. This news is for all of you.” They circled around her, and she tenderly patted their bobbing heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “What is it?” Julia wasn’t sure she’d ever seen Mrs. Hamlin’s cheeks so rosy or her eyes so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “I’m getting married!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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They have had 3 sets of titles release so far and with each set they release 3 books.  This most recent set included "Eternity Falls" by Kirk Outerbridge.  I have read 3 other MLP books so far and have been very impressed with the quality of books they are publishing, but Eternity Falls is a Cyberthiller... say what?  Hmm, Cyberthriller.  Well, if Eternity Falls is an example of a Cyberthriller than I think I have a new favorite genre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;       Eternity Falls sets us in the future where a new genetic formula is being used by the public called "Miracle Treatment" which alters the dna back to a younger you, so an 85 might look 25.  This is very popular among the rich and famous but then one of their spokespeople, actress Greta Darling dies, of natural causes... except of course that is not possible because she is a Miracle Treatment user.  One of the heads of Gentec, Sheila Dunn, hires Rick Macey to figure out what happened since she is sure that the treatment itself could not have failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;      We set out on a trip to the truth with Macey and Sheila as they try to determine whether it is a religious conspiracy, espionage, or murder and who is behind trying to ruin Sheila.  People start dying and the past comes back to haunt Macey, his secrets start rearing their ugly heads and in the midst of everything can he remember Who has been there for him all along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;       Great book and an excellent addition to the Marcher Lord Press releases to date.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SwNutZt8YRI/AAAAAAAADKw/YJWZEoUws5c/s1600/Kirk_Outerbridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405285704051482898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SwNutZt8YRI/AAAAAAAADKw/YJWZEoUws5c/s320/Kirk_Outerbridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kirk Outerbridge developed a passion for storytelling at an early age. Through years of reading Fantasy and Science Fiction novels, comics, table top gaming and watching endless hours Japanese anime, he developed a keen sense for what made stories enjoyable and more importantly—what didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While pursuing an engineering degree in college, Kirk endeavored to tell his own stories, choosing writing as the easiest and cheapest medium to master—or so he thought. Several years and several hundred thousand words later, he produced a Sci-fi trilogy that shall never (God willing) see the light of day, but that did teach him much needed lessons about the craft of writing fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college Kirk returned to his homeland of Bermuda where he reunited with his childhood friend and future wife, Ria. But before marrying his lovely wife, Kirk entered an even greater marriage and devoted his life to Christ in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a new found direction in life, writing fell by the wayside but the urge to tell futuristic stories never left. After much prayer and contemplation, Kirk purposed his writing for God’s Will, seeking to draw to Christ those who shared his passions for all things futuristic and Sci-fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirk currently lives with his wife Ria and 18 month old son Miles in beautiful Bermuda. He is a faithful member of the Church of Christ and is a professional engineer employed by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SwNtyk3VnoI/AAAAAAAADKo/wpA_9rBP-yQ/s1600/eternityfalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405284693431393922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SwNtyk3VnoI/AAAAAAAADKo/wpA_9rBP-yQ/s320/eternityfalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the future, death is only a problem if you can’t afford the price. Such is the promise of Gentec Corporation’s “Miracle Treatment”, a genetic anti-aging elixir that grants eternal life—or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Gentec client suddenly dies of natural causes, the powers that be will stop at nothing to ensure their version of eternity remains unchallenged; even if it means concocting a religious sabotage conspiracy to cover a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the media about to blow the story wide open, the credibility of Gentec and the lives of millions of clients rest on one man’s ability to uncover the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Enter detective Rick Macey, religious counterterrorist expert and Gentec executive Sheila Dunn’s last hope for salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with the clock ticking and the corporate brass seeking their own solution at any cost, Macey must track down a religious zealot out to destroy the Miracle Treatment for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when Macey finds himself not only falling for his client, but confronted with the possibility that the culprit could hold a connection to his shaded past, the truth suddenly becomes a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only through a test of faith can he stop the crisis before it’s all too late and eternity falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read an excerpt from Chapter 1 of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0982104979"&gt;Eternity Falls&lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/11/eternity-falls-chapter-1-excerpt.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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She must face her ex-husband, Hunt, with little hope of making amends, and try to rebuild a relationship with her angry teenage daughter, Meagan. Hardest of all, she is forced to return to Abbey Hills, Missouri, the hometown she abruptly abandoned nearly two decades earlier–and her unexpected arrival in the sleepy Ozark town catches the attention of someone–or something–igniting a two-hundred-fifty-year-old desire that rages like a wildfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of the darkness stalking her, Nina is confronted with a series of events that threaten to unhinge her sobriety. Her daughter wants to spend time with the parents Nina left behind. A terrifying event that has haunted Nina for almost twenty years begins to surface. And an alluring neighbor initiates an unusual friendship with Nina, but is Markus truly a kindred spirit or a man guarding dangerous secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everything she loves hangs in the balance, will Nina's feeble grasp on her demons be broken, leaving her powerless against the thirst? The battle between redemption and obsession unfold to its startling, unforgettable end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;br /&gt;    Can the Twilight phenomenon cross over into the Christian Bookseller Association?  Forays have been made, but I think that Tracey Bateman's book "Thirsty" may be the most likely to make a successful transition.&lt;br /&gt;    What happens when you take some incredible characters, unique plot points, fantasy and reality and throw them all together... shake them up and add in a dash of past history and you come out with a great book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I have read and watched a lot of fantasy stuff with vampires and such and so I was curious how Tracey would handle the subject matter for the CBA market.  The fact remains that if you have issues with vampires then you do not want to read this book.  If you, however, like that subject matter or have people in your life that do (like Twilight and New Moon lovers), than this is the book for you.  I don't want to go into details... you know if you want to read it or not, I don't want to spoil a thing.  I just want to encourage you to read this book yourself and use it as a ministry tool this holiday season... as everyone rushes out to watch New Moon in the theater, buy some copies of "Thirsty" and spread some holiday spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************I actually have a copy to giveaway so leave a comment telling me why the subject of vampires is interesting to you and I will enter you.  Don't forget to leave an email so I can reach you - good luck!***************  I was given a copy to review and giveaway by the publisher :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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During the time of King Louis the XIV, he believed that everyone should be Catholic and the Hugenots were persecuted for their faith.  Prisoner of Versilles is the sequel to Shadow of the Sun King and is even more gripping than the first one.  Golden Keyes Parsons has created a family that is so real you will feel like you on going on their journey with them.  Madeline grew up with the King and they once loved each other, now he wants her back even if its by force.  With no regard for her family or home.  In book one she travels to Versailles to beg for her family and home in the name of the old days.  The King is not convinced and she must flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we follow Madeline as she tries to get her family out of the country and away from the King's reach.  She is thwarted and is taken back to Versailles, against her will and with her oldest son.  Can she be like Esther and save her family at the cost of herself?  Is her son really the heir to the throne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was completely swept away by this story.  The only good thing about this book ending is that I know there will be a third book to come out and I can't wait.  Step back into history and walk the pathway of the past as you read this book and fall in love with Madeline's story! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/Svo1jYBm-AI/AAAAAAAADII/0Nu3Wh2dCsY/s1600-h/Parsons_3536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/Svo1jYBm-AI/AAAAAAAADII/0Nu3Wh2dCsY/s320/Parsons_3536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402689584845223938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In her deep plowing of the heart, moving from tears one moment to laughter the next, Golden will touch your heart with her dynamic Bible teaching, combined with her vivid personal examples, moving from tears one moment, to laughter the next, all the while communicating the message that God is faithful--keep trusting Him. She has a passion to communicate the Word of God in such a manner that will lead to godly living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden, and her husband, Blaine, have just retired as pastors at Faith Mountain Fellowship Church in Red River, NM. They have three grown daughters and eight grandchildren. Her testimony and myriad of life experiences lend a touch of authenticity to her teaching. She loves to speak for women's conferences, seminars, luncheons, retreats and Mother/Daughter events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If deep Bible teaching that brings the Scriptures alive is what you want, Golden is the speaker you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvoxwT1ZkMI/AAAAAAAADH4/Crmrihoy6Z4/s1600-h/aprisonerofversailles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvoxwT1ZkMI/AAAAAAAADH4/Crmrihoy6Z4/s320/aprisonerofversailles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685409012060354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madeleine's faith puts her at odds with an intimidating rival: King Louis XIV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fled their homeland of France because of the persecution by Louis XIV, the Clavell family seeks refuge in Switzerland. However, the king is not about to let the recently widowed Madeleine, his childhood sweetheart, escape that easily. He sends musketeers to kidnap her and her oldest son, Philippe, holding them captive in his opulent palace. King Louis is suspicious that Philippe could be his son, and he's enraged by the growing affection of one of his courtiers for Madeleine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Madeleine escape the king with her life or lose everything that she's fought so hard to keep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read the first chapter of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1595546278"&gt;A Prisoner of Versaille &lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/11/prisoner-of-versaille-chapter-1.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Why?  Because I just finished the last page of a book that gripped my heart from the first paragraph and didn't let go until the last sentence had me in tears.  I was swept away into the life and times of the 1930's with such abandon that I would have sworn for a short while that I could smell the circus, see the sunlight reflecting off the windows at the Edmundson's estate, glimpse the red skin barely peeking out from under Mary's white kid gloves and feel Jack sitting next to me in comfortable silence, sharing companionship with an old friend.  The fact that the storyline was fresh and original and always left me wondering what was around the corner was sheer bonus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;    The story opens with Jerry driving his young wife Mary to the hospital in labor.  On the way there things go horribly awry and we are left wondering if Mary and Jack even survive.  From there we move forward seven years and things aren't good.  Mary finally sees an opening to leave Jerry and she does just that, taking Jack and fleeing to safety... maybe.  Along the way she discovers that Jack has a gift... of prophecy, but he can't speak.  This is incredibly interesting and then suddenly the world is turned on its head and Jack is taken away from Mary.  Time passes and Mary can finally go looking for Jack, but her search does not reveal what she was hoping for.  Is God really watching out for her?  Who can she trust?  Has Mary let down her son when he had no one else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;     Venture carefully into this story because you may not want to leave after meeting Mary and Jack, and I dare you not to love them and sob at the last sentence in this wonderful book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;**************************Special thanks to Elliot at Edify Media for a review copy of this book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If you would like a chance to win a copy of this book (also provided by Elliot) then leave a comment telling me which of the spiritual gifts has always intrigued you the most.  Be sure to leave your email address in case you are the winner - good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;Minneapolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;, MN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;– &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;With over ten million DVDs sold of the hit Love Comes Softly movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt; series, director Michael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpJD4JuYI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2NeAxoIh9HU/s1600-h/Landon_MichaelJr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpJD4JuYI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2NeAxoIh9HU/s400/Landon_MichaelJr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402394463644006786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;Landon Jr. is known for his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt; ability to capture characters and themes on film. A feat he couldn't do without the help of his longtime screenwriting partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;Cindy Kelley. Now they bring their creative teamwork to the world of books. A bittersweet story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt; of hope in the midst of suffering, The Silent Gift follows the story of a devoted mother and her disable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;d son trying to survive the Great Depression-and the discovery of the boy's unusual gift. "We wanted to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt; a story to illustrate that one's worth isn't dependent upon what society deems valuable, but that our intrinsic wort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;h comes from our Creator;' said Landon Jr. and Kelley.  Yet the book explores another theme-one that isn't often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;found in the pages of fiction.  And one that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;authors didn't take lightly.  "The uniqueness of this story is that it f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;ocuses on a child who is both deaf and mute, but everyone believes has the gift of prophe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;cy;' said the authors.  "It was intriguing to delve into the spiritual gift of prophecy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;its own unique implications."  With prophecy as a hot-button issue with some denominations, L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;andon Jr. and Kelley wanted to give an accurate but thought-provok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;ing portrayal of this special gift. As a result, they conducted in-depth research as well as interviewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt; some of the top theological minds of today. "The challenge was trying to find clarity between actual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;prophecy and what we typically call 'psychic' today;' they said.  With research &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;balanced by story, Landon Jr. and Kelley weave a beautiful narrative of love and enormous sacrifices that l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;ingers long after the last page has been read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:10pt;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpJNOuZLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o3yj2BTTbXo/s1600-h/SilentGift_PR%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpJNOuZLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o3yj2BTTbXo/s400/SilentGift_PR%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402394466154603698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;Synopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ecxecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;The decade of the thirties was a time of enormous uncertainty¬ for the world, for America, and in particular for one lonely, struggling mother and her disabled son. But then The Gift appears...where has it come from, and why? How can a young boy who cannot communicate provide comfort and direction to seekers who learn of the special ability? Whatever the source, its presence brings a single shaft of light and hope to Mary and her beloved son, Jack.. .. 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His Christian worldview illuminates all his work. He and his wife make a home for t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;heir three children near Austin,  Texas. Cindy Kelley and Michael have co-written fIlm scripts together for over a decade, including the screenplays for most of the beloved &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Comes Softly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;films. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpI2PMA9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OoBR42V9c_I/s1600-h/Kelley_Cindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvkpI2PMA9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OoBR42V9c_I/s400/Kelley_Cindy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402394459982529490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;color:black;" &gt;Cindy and her husband, Jim, have three children and a granddaughter and make their home in Tucson, Arizona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I liked Gwen and following her in book #1 was great, but I have to say that I love Cleo and "Fit To Be Tied" is so fun!  Cleo is an independent woman living on her dad's ranch, breaking horses and dressing like the guys in a time when that is not typical.  Guess what?  She doesn't care!  But she is lonely.  And now that her sister is married (and expecting) she feels the desire to find Mr. Right more than ever.  But is there a Mr. Right for someone as unique as Cleo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     One of the best things about Cleo is the way she loves unreservedly, with no holds barred.  I thought this was so true, but for so few people anymore.  She also has something very unique in our day and time... very little regard for what others think of her, she is comfortable in her own skin... for most of the book anyway.  The journey with Cleo in this book is a romp that you will not soon forget.  I am excited for book #3, Robin Lee Hatcher is a wordsmith and if you have never read her book "Ribbon of Years" I encourage you to get that book as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SfUO_ZBsdTI/AAAAAAAACvg/VkhZ3L4N2hg/s1600-h/robin_0056_225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SfUO_ZBsdTI/AAAAAAAACvg/VkhZ3L4N2hg/s320/robin_0056_225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329182216275391794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robin Lee Hatcher discovered her vocation as a novelist after many years of reading everything she could put her hands on, including the backs of cereal boxes and ketchup bottles. The winner of the &lt;a href="http://www.robinleehatcher.com/awards.htm#christy" target="_blank"&gt;Christy Award&lt;/a&gt; for Excellence in Christian Fiction (Whispers from Yesterday), the &lt;a href="http://www.robinleehatcher.com/awards.html#rita" target="_blank"&gt;RITA Award&lt;/a&gt; for Best Inspirational Romance (Patterns of Love and The Shepherd's Voice), two &lt;a href="http://www.robinleehatcher.com/awards.html#rt" target="_blank"&gt;RT Career Achievement Awards&lt;/a&gt; (Americana Romance and Inspirational Fiction), and the &lt;a href="http://www.robinleehatcher.com/awards.html#lta" target="_blank"&gt;RWA Lifetime Achievement Award&lt;/a&gt;, Robin is the author of &lt;a href="http://www.robinleehatcher.com/books.html" target="_blank"&gt;over 50 novels&lt;/a&gt;, including Catching Katie, named one of the Best Books of 2004 by the Library Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin enjoys being with her family, spending time in the beautiful Idaho outdoors, reading books that make her cry, and watching romantic movies. She is passionate about the theater, and several nights every summer, she can be found at the outdoor amphitheater of the Idaho Shakespeare Festival, enjoying Shakespeare under the stars. She makes her home outside of Boise, sharing it with Poppet the high-maintenance Papillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/Svd89jHNm9I/AAAAAAAADHw/RGHd2MtAprw/s1600-h/fittobetied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/Svd89jHNm9I/AAAAAAAADHw/RGHd2MtAprw/s320/fittobetied.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923674893556690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cleo Arlington dresses like a cowboy, is fearless and fun-loving, and can ride, rope, and wrangle a horse as well as any man. In 1916, however, those talents aren’t what most young women aspire to. But Cleo isn’t most women. Twenty-nine years old and single, Cleo loves life on her father’s Idaho ranch. Still, she hopes someday to marry and have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Sherwood Statham, an English aristocrat whose father has sentenced him to a year of work in America to “straighten him out.” Sherwood, who expected a desk job at a posh spa, isn’t happy to be stuck on an Idaho ranch. And he has no idea how to handle Cleo, who’s been challenged with transforming this uptight playboy into a down-home cowboy, because he has never encountered a woman succeeding in a “man’s world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everything either of them says or does leaves the other, well, fit to be tied. Cleo Arlington knows everything about horses but nothing about men. And though Cleo believes God’s plan for her includes a husband, it couldn’t possibly be Sherwood Statham. Could it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their bumpy trot into romance is frustrating, exhilarating, and ultimately heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read the first chapter of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0310258065"&gt;Fit to Be Tied &lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/11/fit-to-be-tied-prologue-and-chapter-1.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the book video Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I1VLeF15hr4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I1VLeF15hr4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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It is book 16 I believe though the series follows four different girls and all of them show up in this book.  I think the concept is great, we read the whole book through the eyes of Maya's diary which is actually kind of fun, with the exception that I don't know anyone that is THAT detailed when they write in their diary!  I mean, goodness, she writes entire conversations down word for word :-)  Maya is a great character - a smart girl with a rock star dad who is never around and an incarcerated mom who has never been a mother to her, she lives with her uncle and is in the process of trying to get emancipation when her mom is released from jail.  She has boy issues, girl issues with the snotty cheerleader and the girls from youth group, lots of irons in the fire and now she is starting jam sessions with this Christian Girl Band, Redemption, that lost one of their members to college.  Does she really want to be a rock star?  Great premise... here is where it goes wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I read the last chapter and look to see when the next book comes out to wrap up all the loose ends in this book... um, try never???  As great as this book is and the series is... I can't believe all the things that are left undone.  I was left feeling unsatisfied.  It would be a great book if there were another one following, as it is I enjoyed it, I just wish there was more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;**************Special thanks to Liz Johnson from Waterbrook/Multnomah for a review copy of this book****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Garamond;" &gt;Maya’s Green Tip for the Day: Recycled fashion is one of the most fun ways to go green. A pair of jeans could be transformed into a denim skirt. A sweater into a vest. A bunch of old ties into a dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Garamond;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A blanket into a poncho. Accessorize it in new way–with beads, buttons, appliqués, buckles, stencils, or ribbons…your imagination is only the limit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvO4V1CFGpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5bESYC6V-FI/s1600-h/maya.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvO4V1CFGpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5bESYC6V-FI/s400/maya.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400863063299922578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;Sixteen-year-old Maya Stark has a lot to sort through. She could graduate from high school early if she wants to. She’s considering it, especially when popular cheerleader Vanessa Hartman decides to make her life miserable–and Maya’s ex-boyfriend Dominic gets the wrong idea about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To complicate matters even more, Maya’s mother will be released from prison soon, and she’ll want Maya to live with her again. That’s a disaster waiting to happen. And when Maya plays her dad’s old acoustic guitar in front of an audience, she discovers talents and opportunities she never expected. Faced with new options, Maya must choose between a “normal” life and a glamorous one. 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She’s even “engaged to be engaged” to the picture-perfect U.S. Congressman Grant Spangler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all of Piper’s hard-won happiness is threatened by a reclusive uncle’s bout of conscience. In the wake of a health scare, Uncle Obadiah Pickwick has decided to change his will, leaving money to make amends for four generations’ worth of family misdeeds. But that will reveal all the Pickwicks’ secrets, including Piper’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Piper arrives in Pickwick primed for battle, she is unprepared for Uncle Obe’s rugged, blue-eyed gardener. So just who is Axel Smith? Why does he think making amends is more than just making restitution? And why, oh why, can’t she stay on task? With the Lord’s help, Piper is about to discover that although good PR might smooth things over, only the truth will set her free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvJWhE4-0zI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5h4KAnXto8I/s1600-h/faking+grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvJWhE4-0zI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5h4KAnXto8I/s400/faking+grace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400474029419057970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY REVIEW:&lt;br /&gt;     Tamara Leigh is just simply one of my favorite authors.  One of a few select authors where if they write a book I want to read it - period.  The only issue is that I loved her last book, "Faking Grace" SO much that it is going to take a lot to improve on that book in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Enter "Leaving Carolina" and its heroine Piper Pickwick, oops, I mean Piper Wick.  When she left home she left behind as much as she possibly could including her full last name.  Home was a place that carried some awful, horrible memories and she just wanted a fresh start.  Now her re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cluse of an Uncle (and about the only family member that was every good to her and her mother) wants to change his will to make restitution for all the wrongs that her has done to others over the years, but in the process those secrets will all get spilled in the wide open... including one of Piper's very own secrets.  She must go home and try to persuade him otherwise.  Let the fun begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The big question here is "Can people really change?"  Tamara does a great job of searching out that question and all the possible answers and I enjoyed taking the trip to truth with Piper.  The characters around her are great and the premise really is wonderful.  I really liked this book and am looking forward to the fact that this is just book #1 in this series and more will follow with these great characters... but for me personally, Faking Grace still stands at the top of the list!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvJWhE4-0zI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5h4KAnXto8I/s1600-h/faking+grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="productDescriptionSource"&gt;About the Author&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvJWhjSMC2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/bm_bJ7yTyzA/s1600-h/tamaraleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e0GA0FY9gRs/SvJWhjSMC2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/bm_bJ7yTyzA/s400/tamaraleigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400474037577845602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tamara Leigh has been writing since 1994. Leigh’s first novel,&lt;i&gt; Warrior Bride&lt;/i&gt;, was followed by six more best-selling, award-winning romances in the general market. Her inspirational Chick-Lit debut, &lt;i&gt;Stealing Adda&lt;/i&gt;, was published in 2006 to great critical acclaim. Her twelve novels include &lt;i&gt;Faking Grace; Splitting Harriet&lt;/i&gt;, an American Christian Fiction Writers "Book of the Year" winner and RITA Award finalist; and &lt;i&gt;Perfecting Kate&lt;/i&gt;. She holds a master’s degree in speech and language pathology, is a stay at home mom, and lives near Nashville, Tennessee, with her husband and sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waterbrookmultnomah.com/catalog.php?isbn=9781601421661"&gt;Please visit the Waterbrook/Multnomah website for more info on this great book!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******Special thanks to Liz Johnson for a promotional copy of this book to review******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="emptyClear"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I read book #1 in this series, but they really stand alone, most of the same characters, but we are learning all about different people in this book.  Opal Speck and Adam Grogan are unwilling participants in the Speck/Grogan feud that has been going on for generations.  They are actually not participants as much as they are peacemakers, both trying to make sure that their family members don't do something stupid to the other family and get everyone killed.  Then the unthinkable happens, Adam is caught on the Speck's property looking for a missing cow and to spare his life Opal announces that her dad and brothers can't possibly kill the father of her unborn baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After a shotgun wedding (literally) life is changed for Opal as she is now wanted by no one.  Her family disowns her and the Grogans won't accept her.  Adam wants to make it work, he just asks one thing, that Opal tell him the name of the actual father of her baby.  Only one problem, there is no baby.  She can't lie to him, he won't trust her til she tells him and she is worried he'll annul the marriage and get them all killed.  Chaos ensues and lies of partial truth are spun in webs around everyone.  Can Opal and Adam find a way out of this mess without World War 3 breaking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Great book, my only issue was that I felt that I was being spoon fed the scenario over and over again, I was kind of like, okay - I get it... Opal needs Adam to sleep with her so he won't annul the marriage and he won't sleep with her til he knows the name of the baby's father and she can't tell him the name of the baby's father because there isn't one... I got it already!  That was the only flaw I found in the entire book.  Great characters (good and bad!), clever storyline and excellent writing style.  I am really looking forward to the last book in this series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SvEJKrf39sI/AAAAAAAADYA/UkxR7m9eG2o/s1600-h/kellyhake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SvEJKrf39sI/AAAAAAAADYA/UkxR7m9eG2o/s200/kellyhake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400107507273692866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly Eileen Hake is a reader favorite of Barbour Publishing’s Heartsong Presents book club, where she has released several books. A credentialed secondary English teacher in California, she also has her MA in Writing Popular Fiction. Known for her own style of witty, heartwarming historical romance, Kelly is currently writing the Prairie Promises trilogy, her first full-length novels. Hake is a CBA bestselling author and has earned numerous Heartsong Presents Reader’s Choice Awards. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and Romance Writers of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the author's &lt;a href="http://www.kellyeileenhake.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Price: $10.97&lt;br /&gt;Paperback: 288 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc (October 1, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 1602601763&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-1602601765&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SvEIq5ZIFPI/AAAAAAAADX4/YXfUMALCYPs/s1600-h/the+bride+backfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cESuxv-WNX8/SvEIq5ZIFPI/AAAAAAAADX4/YXfUMALCYPs/s200/the+bride+backfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400106961247671538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: auto; height: 307px;"&gt;Nebraska Territory, March, 1857&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not again!” Opal Speck breathed the words on a groan so low her brothers couldn’t hear her—a wasted effort since the entire problem lay in having no one around but Larry Grogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Even Larry, despite having the temperament of a riled skunk and a smell to rival one, kept the oily gleam from his eyes when the men of her family were in sight. No, the appraising leers and occasional advances were Opal’s private shame. Hers to handle whenever he tried something, and hers to hide from everyone lest the old feud between their families spring to life once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Figured you’d come by here sooner or later, since Ma and Willa are making dandelion jelly.” Larry levered himself on one elbow, pushing away from the broad rock he’d lounged against. He gestured toward the abundance of newly blooming dandelions bordering Speck and Grogan lands, but his gaze fixed on her as he spoke. “Let’s enjoy the sweetness of spring.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “No.” Opal kept her voice level though her fingers clamped around the handle of her basket so tightly she could feel the wood bite into her flesh. Letting Larry know he upset her would only give him more power, and false bravery to match. Lord, give me strength and protection. “Not today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Look ripe for the plucking to me.” Larry sauntered closer, but Opal wouldn’t give an inch. Everyone knew that when animals sensed fear, they pressed their advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Dandelion jelly may be sweet, but it takes a lot of work to make it that way. Do it wrong, it’ll be bitter.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “I like a little tang.” He reached out and tweaked a stray strand of her red hair as he leaned closer. “Keeps things interesting.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Opal fought not to wrinkle her nose as his breath washed over her. Instead, she tipped her head back and laughed, the note high and shrill to her ears as she stepped away. “Then I’ll leave them to you, Mr. Grogan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Wait.” His hand snaked out and closed around her wrist, but it was the unexpected note of pleading in his voice that brought her up short. “Won’t you call me Larry?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “I—” Opal couldn’t have found any words had they been sitting in the strawberry patch. She and Larry both stared at where his hand enfolded her wrist. “I don’t think that’s wise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “We can’t always be wise.” With a wince, he used his other hand to trace the long, thin scar bisecting his cheek. His hand dropped back to his side when he noticed her watching the motion, but something softened in his face. “You must like me a little, Opal. Otherwise you would’ve left me to die like everyone would expect a Speck to do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not really, no. She didn’t speak the words, her silence stretching thin and strained between them. Larry’s sly innuendos were a threat Opal expected, but Larry Grogan looking as though he cared what she thought of him. . . How could she be prepared for that? Why didn’t I notice his advances only began after his accident—that Larry must have interpreted me helping Dr. Reed patch him up as something more than kindness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Surprise softened her words when she finally spoke. “I would have helped anyone thrown from the thresher.” Opal’s reference to the incident didn’t need to be more detailed. The man before her would never forget the cause of his scar, just as she’d never forget it was his animosity toward her father that caused him to mess with that machine in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Even a Grogan?” He shook his head. “I don’t believe you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She would’ve backed away at the desperation written on his face if she could, but she summoned all her courage to stay calm. “Believe it, Larry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “What if I don’t want to?” His grip turned painful, bruising her arm. “I know you’d do anything to protect your family. Even deny your own feelings.” Larry moved closer. “And I can prove it with one kiss.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “My family would kill you.” She tried to tug her wrist free, only to have him jerk her closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “We both know you wouldn’t tell them.” Darkness danced in his eyes. “This is between you and me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Panic shivered down Opal’s spine at the truth of his words. The one thing she could never do was put her family in danger, and if she told Pa or her brothers, blood would flow until there wasn’t a Speck—or a Grogan—left standing. She stayed still as he leaned in, his grip loosening slightly as his other hand grabbed her chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “No!” Exploding into action the second she sensed her opportunity, Opal sent a vicious kick to his shins with one work boot. A swift twist freed her wrist from his grasp, letting her shove her basket into his stomach with all her might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She barely registered the crack of wood splintering as she sprang away, running for home before Larry caught his breath enough to catch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pa ain’t gonna like this.” Nine-year-old Dave poked his head around the stall partition like a nosy weasel sniffing out trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “That’s why you’re not mentioning it to him.” Adam didn’t normally hold with keeping things from one’s father, but telling Diggory Grogan that another one of their milk cows had fallen prey to the strange, listless bloat that had plagued their cattle for the past few years without explanation would be akin to leaving a lit lantern in a hayloft. The resulting blaze would burn more than the contents of the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “But didn’t he say that the next time one of those Specks poisoned one of our cows he was goin’ to march over there an—”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “We don’t know that anyone’s been poisoning our cows, Dave.” Adam pinned his much younger brother with a fierce glower. “But we do know the Specks have had sick cattle, same as us. The last thing either of us needs is to start fighting again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Confusion twisted Dave’s features. “When did we ever stop fighting?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “There’s different kinds of fighting, Squirt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “I know!” Dave scrambled after him as Adam left the barn to go find the meanest rooster he could catch. “There’s name-calling and bare-knuckles and knock-down drag-outs and slaps—”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His list came to an abrupt end when Adam rounded on him. “That’s not what I meant.” He squatted down so he could look his little brother in the eye. “There’s fighting for what you believe in, fighting to protect what’s yours, and there’s fighting just because you like fighting. That’s never a good enough reason, understand?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Kind of.” Dave squinted up at him when Adam straightened once more. “How come we fight the Specks, then?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “A mix of all three.” Willa’s voice provided a welcome interruption. “Our granddaddies both thought the east pasture belonged to them. Then each of our families believed the other was wrong, and now we’re so used to fighting that we blame each other when anything goes wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Like the cows?” Dave processed their sister’s explanation so fast it made Adam proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Yep.” He didn’t say more as the three of them each chased down a chicken, ignoring the angry squawks and vicious pecks as best they could. When everyone’s arms were loaded down with feathers and flailing spurs, they headed back to the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Then I guess it’s a good thing Pa and Larry are out hunting today.” Dave spat out a stray feather. “So we can scare some of the bloat out of Clem before he finds out and blames the Specks?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “That’s right.” Willa set her jaw. “Because no matter what Larry says or how Pa listens, the Specks aren’t poisoning our cows. And the last thing we need is for him to stir things up over nothing!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That was the last any of them said for a while, as everyone knew it was useless to try to talk over the sounds of a cow belching. Since Dr. Saul Reed had first tried the treatment two years ago on Sadie—when the bloats began—the Grogans had perfected the process to a fine art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If a cow grew listless, went off her feed, stopped drinking water, and generally gave signs of illness, they watched for signs of bloat. When baking soda didn’t help, the last hope for expelling the buildup of gas before it stopped the animal’s heart was to get it moving at a rapid pace. On the Grogan farm, that meant terrorizing the cattle with riled roosters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Dave darted toward the stall and thrust his bird toward the back, spurring Clem to her feet for the first time that whole morning. She rushed out of the partition, heading toward a corner plush with hay, only to be headed off by Willa, whose alarmed chicken made an impressive display of thrashing wings to drive the cow out the barn door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  From there it was a matter of chasing her around the barnyard and up the western hill—the theory being that elevating her front end made it easier for the gas to rise out—until the endeavor succeeded or the entire group dropped from exhaustion. Thankfully, they’d yet to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  To an outsider, Adam Grogan would be hard-pressed to explain why leading a slobbering, stumbling, belching cow back to the barn would put a smile on his face, but Willa and Dave shared his feeling of triumph. Sure, Clem might not look like much of a prize at the moment, but she’d been hard-won. Better yet, they’d averted having Pa and Larry ride over to the Speck place with fired tempers and loaded shotguns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Much the way Murphy and Elroy Speck were riding toward them right now. Adam tensed, taking stock of the situation. With Pa and Larry out for the day, it was up to him to take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Stay here.” He snatched the shotgun from the wall of the barn and rolled the door closed, pushing Dave back inside when he tried to squirm out. “I said stay. And don’t go up in the hayloft either, or I’ll tan your hide later.” With the door shut, Adam slid the deadbolt in place, effectively locking his sister and younger brother in the barn. . .and hopefully out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He strode to meet the Specks, intent on putting as much distance from their stopping place and his family as humanly possible. While Adam didn’t hold with the idea of a feud and did everything in his power to maintain peace, he wouldn’t stake the safety of a single Grogan on any Speck’s intention to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Ho.” Murphy Speck easily brought his horse to a halt, followed closely by his second-eldest son. The two of them sat there, shotguns laid across their saddles, silent as they looked down on Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Adam, for his part, rested his firearm over his shoulder, vigilant without being hostile, refusing to offer false welcome. Specks had ventured onto Grogan land; it was for them to state their business. Adam wouldn’t put himself in the weaker position by asking, and only a fool would provoke them by demanding answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Good thing Larry’s not here. The stray thought would have earned a smile under any other circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Where’s your brother?” Murphy’s gaze slid to toward the corners of his eyes, as though expecting someone to sneak up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not a good beginning. He sure as shooting wasn’t about to tell two armed Specks he was the only grown Grogan around the place. Adam just raised a brow in wordless recrimination at the older man’s rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “What Pa means to say,” Elroy’s tone held a tinge of apology, though his stance in the saddle lost none of its steel, “is that Pete’s seen your brother on our land a few times this past week.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Oh?” I knew he’d been up to no good when he hadn’t been helping fertilize the fields. Something else stank. Adam’s jaw clenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Some of our cattle have the bloat.” Murphy’s statement held accusation, though his words didn’t. The man walked a fine line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Ours, too.” Adam lifted his chin. “Must be a common cause.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Common cause or no, seemed maybe a reminder was in order.” Elroy’s level gaze held a deeper meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His father wasn’t half so diplomatic. “The next time a Grogan steps foot on Speck land without express invitation, he won’t be walking away from it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Adam ignored the sharp drop in his stomach at the irrefutable proof tensions were wound tight enough to snap. “Good fences make good neighbors.” He gave Speck a curt nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Fences and family, Grogan.” Murphy’s parting words came through loud and clear. “Watch yours a bit closer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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First, I met Michael Sheehan at a conference this Fall and was impressed with the man.  He was very genuine and charismatic and I got to talk with him about the story behind the story.  The two friends that he wrote the story to memorialize.  It gave a whole new depth to the book for me and I really enjoyed meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;      Secondly, I do have to put a warning label on this book.  I was a little surprised to find a couple swear words in this books, not that they weren't maybe realistic in the scenarios they pop up in, but the story would have been just fine without them being there.  And also there is a part in the story where the main character and his girlfriend succumb to their passion for each other.  They are not Christians at the time, but that doesn't change the fact that I never approve of pre-marital sex.  &lt;br /&gt;      Those issues aside, I actually enjoyed the story and was really drawn in by the characters.  The storyline is definitely baseball, baseball, baseball - but I really enjoyed the details and the feel of the game.  Michael does a great job putting you right in the middle of the diamond and making you follow the hits, strikes and runs.  But where he excels is in introducing us to the character, Danny Grace and his journey. &lt;br /&gt;       I would love to strongly recommend this book, but due to the warnings I previously listed, I can't, but I can say that if those don't bother you - then this is a really good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE AUTHOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvD1B_5OpsI/AAAAAAAADHo/-AiM51g7nfg/s1600-h/pic-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvD1B_5OpsI/AAAAAAAADHo/-AiM51g7nfg/s320/pic-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400085367897368258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Sheehan is CEO and founder of BioResource, a company that distributes natural remedies including the popular INFLAMYAR ointment for sports injuries. He wrote One Fine Season to honor the memories of two childhood friends who died young, before they could realize their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Fine Season is true to life. It draws on Sheehan’s religious education at a Catholic seminary and his experience as a high school baseball and collegiate soccer player. A graduate of Santa Clara University, Sheehan also earned a master’s degree in science journalism from Boston University. He lives in Northern California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ABOUT THE BOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvDz_Yb5MGI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z5kJ3meyaYA/s1600-h/onefineseason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m32TlugOPkM/SvDz_Yb5MGI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z5kJ3meyaYA/s320/onefineseason.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400084223433977954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ONE FINE SEASON tells the story of a promising young athlete who must rise from the ashes of devastating personal loss to fulfill a pact made years earlier with his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends Pete O’Brien and Danny Grace are gifted college athletes, both hoping for careers as professional baseball players. When tragedy strikes, Danny struggles to cope with his overwhelming grief and fulfill a pact the young men made years earlier: to play in the World Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events unexpectedly thrust Danny into the spotlight with the new expansion team in Sacramento. Three guides – an aging catcher, spiritual centerfielder and wise manager – plus a beautiful woman lead him on a healing journey, revealing that even death cannot break the bonds of true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read an excerpt from the first chapter of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1438932251"&gt;One Fine Season&lt;/a&gt;, go &lt;a href="http://thestorybeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-fine-season-excerpt-of-chapter-1.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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