<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289</id><updated>2012-01-25T12:07:26.078-05:00</updated><category term='Alice K. Arenz'/><category term='Using our Talents'/><category term='Character Interview'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Reading good books'/><category term='Author Contest'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Patti Lacy'/><category term='Gifts of the Spirit'/><category term='Jenny b. 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Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>547</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1905173714104852399</id><published>2012-01-23T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:01:00.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Author Interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patti Lacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Welcome Author Patti Lacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trKNeqaKaKs/Trll8-y2p0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/Wt0ZGSBWN14/s1600/pl4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trKNeqaKaKs/Trll8-y2p0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/Wt0ZGSBWN14/s1600/pl4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Please welcome Patti Lacy to our Meet the Author Day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: It’s such a blessing to be here again, Sharon. Thanks!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May I get you a cup of coffee?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: Ooh, yes. Do you have soy? I’ve been on a vegan diet since February…excepting chunks of milk chocolate here and there &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here you go. I found some soy with vanilla flavoring will that do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti:&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Perfect. And chunks of&amp;nbsp; chocolate too, you did think of me&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Now, then. When and how did you get interested in writing?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti:&amp;nbsp; In 2005, a brave Irishwoman shared her amazing story of forgiveness despite being yanked from her beloved Irish cliffs and being dumped in a dysfunctional home in Lisle, Illinois. God whispered for me to write that story. In 2008, Kregel Publications released &lt;i&gt;An Irishwoman’s Tale&lt;/i&gt;…and jump-started my writing career.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: I enjoyed that story Patti. Who has been one of your best encouragers on your writing journey?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: Oh, Sharon, there’s been so many. The influencers who, with no reward except a thank-you, tirelessly spread the word about my books. Sharon, you are one of those encouragers! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Hey, I like your books! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In spite of everything, though, do you ever experience self-doubts regarding your work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: Only every couple of days &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t know why it’s gotten harder the longer I’m in the business. My mantra has long been to write for the Audience of One. If only I would perk up my ears to that message and tune out everything else! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Is there a particularly difficult set back that you’ve gone through in your writing career that you are willing to share?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti:&amp;nbsp; Criticism or poor reviews by fellow writers cuts deep. I don’t know why I place so much stock in what others say my stories, because I love being in a country that promotes freedom of speech. Still, we all want to be respected by our peers… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: At times like that, in times of uncertainty . . . what keeps you writing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: The whisperings of the Holy Spirit. Sometimes I do stop for a season, though. Be still and wait can be pretty good advice!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: What makes your writing different from that of other writers? What is your brand? What can a reader expect every time she picks up one of your books?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: I love exploring the secrets women keep and why they keep them. I love novels inspired by true stories. I love to thread literary elements in my books. My books involve a quest narrative, usually a trip across oceans. Thus my tagline Spanning Seas and Secrets!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: I knew your novels came from true life. Spanning Seas and Secrets! I like that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUNkrN6cLbg/TrV6E0P4UTI/AAAAAAAAC38/E1cCEb9Ld_Q/s1600/Reclaiming+Lily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUNkrN6cLbg/TrV6E0P4UTI/AAAAAAAAC38/E1cCEb9Ld_Q/s320/Reclaiming+Lily.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What gave you the inspiration for &lt;i&gt;Reclaiming Lily&lt;/i&gt;? How was this story placed on your heart?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: In 2009, my mother contacted a physician named Dr. Chang&amp;nbsp;for a&amp;nbsp;medical procedure...and discovered&amp;nbsp;a "God" connection, because years ago, my parents had taught English in Dr. Chang’s city. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After that medical procedure, my mother awoke&amp;nbsp;from anesthesia&amp;nbsp;to find Dr. Chang in tears, saying, "You have cancer. But from this moment, you will be my American mother, and I will help you beat this." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our family embraced Dr. Chang, who shared the story of how she and her sisters saved their parents following their release from a Cultural Revolution era prison. I now had the multicultural and historical links that give breath to my stories. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because both of my brothers are adopted, the questions swirling about that process fascinate me. Where’s that other family? Why did they place their precious swathed bundle into the arms of other folks? Since my parents had served in China, I was drawn into the “Lost Daughters” phenomena that has gained worldwide attention since the doors of China's orphanages have been flung open. The seed of my character Lily/Joy&amp;nbsp;germinated by a combination of those two interests.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A friend's battle with PKD (polycystic kidney disease) provided the Jodi-Piccoult-like crisis that sizzled conflict through my story. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reclaiming Lily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was born! After my agent’s tear-down and rebuilding of my proposal, e-mails zipped into publishers’ “in” boxes. I later signed a contract, traveled to China, and turned in my rough draft on November 15, 2010. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My adoption information is taken directly from the files and life of a friend who shared her daughter's journey from China to central Illinois. I also read over twenty books about China, its history, its people, with a focus on those lost daughters. A key resource was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Waiting Child &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;by Cindy Champnella.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whew! If it sounds complicated, IT IS! Writing on other countries demands research, patience, and a willingness to bend old mindsets. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: And it shows in the finished work! Tell us, in &lt;i&gt;Reclaiming Lily&lt;/i&gt;, what was your favorite scene to write?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: Probably the tornado scene, which rocks the world of one snotty teenager and jump-starts her journey back to God! Thanks to a meteorologist and a good friend who loves to chase twisters, I think I got it right! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: And then, which were your most difficult parts? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: The scenes which reflect the current social ill of self-mutilation or cutting. During this time, I discovered two women at our church who are drawn to this form of pain release. I had NO idea that one of every five teenagers is believed to have dabbled with self-mutilation. God help us all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: I didn’t know that. It’s sobering. During the writing of &lt;i&gt;Reclaiming Lily,&lt;/i&gt; what else did your characters teach you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: That sometimes, love means letting go so God can take hold. That I have NO CLUE of the breadth and depth of true love and sacrifice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: What impact do you hope this book has upon the reader? Are there any themes you weren't expecting? Any that developed as the story progressed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti:&amp;nbsp; Oh, Sharon, so many themes developed during the writing of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reclaiming Lily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! One is the extent to which God will go to call others to Him, often in supernatural ways. I also examine the old faith vs. works argument, hopefully in an unusual way. The real Dr. Kai also inspired me to portray a true healer as opposed to someone who just has the initials M.D. after their name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Any parting words?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patti: Dear ones, if you write, focus on that Audience of One. He will never reject your stories or belittle your efforts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1905173714104852399?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1905173714104852399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/welcome-author-patti-lacy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1905173714104852399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1905173714104852399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/welcome-author-patti-lacy.html' title='Welcome Author Patti Lacy'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trKNeqaKaKs/Trll8-y2p0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/Wt0ZGSBWN14/s72-c/pl4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-206279076333569322</id><published>2012-01-21T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T06:09:44.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patti Lacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Reclaiming Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pattilacy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;by Patti Lacy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWYn4AmQWkE/TrV5TE1qNUI/AAAAAAAAC30/iW8i2PB1r2M/s1600/PATTI-LAKE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWYn4AmQWkE/TrV5TE1qNUI/AAAAAAAAC30/iW8i2PB1r2M/s1600/PATTI-LAKE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1955, a lovely woman named Ann Qualls gave birth to a feisty and bald infant in the front seat of her husband Bucky's Buick. By pure coincidence, Ann claims, their daughter was named Patti Day Qualls, PDQ. The Quallses set up housekeeping in Martin Hall, the boys athletic dormitory at Baylor University, where Patti adopted 200 kinda brothers who taught her magic tricks and set her imagination aflame with wild stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This moniker has served Patti well, as she's moved at least ten times, traveled to forty states, and changed occupations with a liberality unusual in native Texans. Though Patti's only been writing since 2005, she thinks her latest profession of capturing stories on paper (or computer files) will stick awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patti Lacy and her husband Alan, an Illinois State faculty member, live in Normal with their handsome son Thomas, who attends Heartland Community College. On sunny evenings, you can catch the three strolling the streets of Normal with their dog Laura, whom they've dubbed a "Worchestershire Terrier" for her "little dab of this breed, a little dab of that breed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kxsD2d89WRw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storm the size of Texas brews when Gloria Powell and Kai Chang meet in a Dallas hotel. They have come to discuss the future of Lily, the daughter Gloria adopted from China and the sister Kai hopes to reclaim. Kai is a doctor who had to give up her little sister during the Cultural Revolution and has since discovered that an inherited genetic defect may be waiting to fatally strike Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria's relationship with her daughter is tattered and strained, and the arrival of Kai, despite the woman's apparent good intentions, makes Gloria fearful. Gloria longs to restore her relationship with Lily, but in the wake of this potentially devastating diagnosis, is Kai an answer to prayer...or will her arrival force Gloria to sacrifice more than she ever imagined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;By cllane2 - This review is from: Reclaiming Lily (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had adopted a child from another country, and then several years later you are contacted by a member of that child's family, how would you react? Would you be scared that person would be trying to take your child away? Or would your child try to cut all ties with you and your family to get to know their biological family? Would you want your child to get to know their biological family? What if this family member had information about the biological family's medical history that could impact your child? Would that change how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;This is the situation that Gloria Powell finds herself in. Several years earlier, she and her husband adopted a child, Lily, from China, who they renamed Joy. Lily's sister Kai Chang has found them and has information about inherited genetic problems that Lily may face. Gloria's relationship with Joy is also in shambles, meaning Kai's presence may hurt Gloria's relationship with Joy even more. Will Gloria be able to let Kai and Joy get to know each other? Will Joy be able to figure out who she is and have answers to why she was given up for adoption?&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my new favorite books. I didn't want to put it down. I brought it to work with me and read it on my breaks and stayed up as late as I dare reading it until I finished it. It is a fresh look at some of the challenges of adoption and raising kids who have ties to both the country of their birth and where they were raised. I highly recommend this book to anyone who has an interest in China, adoption, or just enjoys a good read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUNkrN6cLbg/TrV6E0P4UTI/AAAAAAAAC38/E1cCEb9Ld_Q/s1600/Reclaiming+Lily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUNkrN6cLbg/TrV6E0P4UTI/AAAAAAAAC38/E1cCEb9Ld_Q/s320/Reclaiming+Lily.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt; Another book with take home value.&lt;br /&gt;Patti Lacy is a must read in today’s Christian Fiction. She digs deep, intertwining layers to make a powerful story come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a special interest in this story because one of my daughters looks longingly at what she calls “Oriental Princesses.” These little girls are so beautiful and “If I ever adopt,” she says, “I want an Oriental Princess.”&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend Reclaiming Lily as a powerful story of redeeming faith.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reclaiming-Lily-Patti-Lacy/dp/0764209418/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320514329&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/reclaiming-lily-patti-lacy/1102183084?ean=9780764209413&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=reclaiming%252blily" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/reclaiming-lily-patti-lacy/9780764209413/pd/209413?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=900380&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patti Lacy sent me a reviewers copy of Reclaiming Lily and I'll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. A new book review is posted each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of &amp;nbsp;Reclaiming Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Have you read any of Patti Lacy’s books? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-206279076333569322?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/206279076333569322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/reclaiming-lily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/206279076333569322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/206279076333569322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/reclaiming-lily.html' title='Reclaiming Lily'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWYn4AmQWkE/TrV5TE1qNUI/AAAAAAAAC30/iW8i2PB1r2M/s72-c/PATTI-LAKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1498422284980277071</id><published>2012-01-14T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T00:01:00.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin Boyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Nobody’s Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_McwOou_rw/TrWLyh49rMI/AAAAAAAAC4E/dMJnCC4aSz4/s1600/DSC_0055-grayscale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_McwOou_rw/TrWLyh49rMI/AAAAAAAAC4E/dMJnCC4aSz4/s320/DSC_0055-grayscale.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://austinboyd.com/" target="_blank"&gt;by Austin Boyd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is an award-winning author who writes extensively about faith issues related to technology and business. He published award winning poetry and more than two dozen technical articles and papers during his career as a Navy pilot, NASA astronaut finalist, and spacecraft engineer. The author of six novels, he is a Christy Gold Medal finalist (The Proof, 2007) and the winner of the Mount Hermon “Pacesetter Award.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin currently writes for Zondervan, Inc. and has previously written for the B&amp;amp;H Publishing Group of Nashville, TN, and NavPress, the publishing arm of the Navigators in Colorado Springs, CO. He has several novels in work based on themes tied to faith dilemmas in bioethics, as well as a Christian layman’s guide to Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is employed as the Chief Executive Officer for Inergi, Inc., an engineering and design firm in Huntsville, Alabama. He is active in local ministry activities with Choose Life of North Alabama, the nation’s third busiest crisis pregnancy center, Southwood Presbyterian Church of Huntsville, and First Baptist Church of Huntsville where he has served as a teacher, deacon, and evangelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Message from the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jMZYy1Odm1w?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just because we can, should we?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want every reader to ask that question after finishing each novel in my new series, The Pandora Files, from Zondervan Publishers and Harper Collins. The technical ability to do something in medicine should not connote automatic endorsement of that particular technology or new procedure. We are rushing headlong into a bioethical “Pandora’s Box” because society has not considered all the impacts of our actions in biotechnology. In this first novel of a bioethics series, I framed both sides of the dilemma about egg donation and reproductive ethics. I leave the reader wondering, in the mind of the main character (and egg donor) Laura Ann McGehee, “how many children do I have?” and “will this painful procedure leave me sterile?”&lt;br /&gt;Is egg donation good or bad? The answer’s not as simple as you’d think.&lt;br /&gt;Let the reader be the judge. But choose wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GPgQj5svdk8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cash-strapped farm girl will sacrifice anything— even her body—to save a dying father and a mortgaged farm. Determined to overcome every adversity, Laura Ann McGehee perseveres, her life unexpectedly intertwined with the hearts of two strangers in a riveting tale of family ties and redemption in the mountains of West Virginia . . . first in The Pandora Files, a unique bioethics suspense series from Zondervan Publishers, in bookstores now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unprecedented choices never intended by heaven . . . unintended consequences never before seen on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself for this gripping introduction to The Pandora Files—a new series of biotech suspense novels by award-winning techno-thriller author Austin Boyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience the trials of Laura Ann McGehee—Determined to honor her father’s dying request, the young West Virginia woman will do whatever it takes to save the family farm, including using the one remaining financial resource she has—her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Sophia McQuistion—Thanks to &amp;nbsp;the unusual sacrifice of a woman she has never met, she carries the child she could never conceive. Walk in the shoes of Ian Stewart—In Laura Ann’s time of need, he’s more than just a close friend. He is a source of grace, a man who loves Laura Ann through her many trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When unusual circumstances place Sophia’s baby in Laura Ann’s care, Laura Ann is now the virgin mother of her own biological son. The media call him “Nobody’s Child.” But somebody wants him badly enough to steal the baby. What price will a mother pay to save her only son?&lt;br /&gt;Weaving together bioethics and faith, Nobody’s Child dramatizes a future that is already upon us with consequences we can no longer avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfFpnmwOHRs/TrWMt0AkBjI/AAAAAAAAC4M/CIxKLyUqSf8/s1600/NC+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfFpnmwOHRs/TrWMt0AkBjI/AAAAAAAAC4M/CIxKLyUqSf8/s320/NC+Cover.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take&lt;/b&gt;: I love a book that makes me stop and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I began reading the book I could not put it down. Classed as Women’s Fiction, and it is, it also reads like the Suspense stories I love to read most. So put the suspense with the relationship issues of Women’s fiction and Austin Boyd has a real winner here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nobodys-Child-Pandora-Files-Austin/dp/0310328195/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320518789&amp;amp;sr=8-2" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/nobodys-child-austin-boyd/1100404636?ean=9780310328193&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=nobody27s%252bchild" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/nobodys-child-pandora-files/austin-boyd/9780310328193/pd/328190?product_redirect=1&amp;amp;Ntt=328190&amp;amp;item_code=&amp;amp;Ntk=keywords&amp;amp;event=ESRCP" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from the ACFW Conference with Austin Boyd’s book, &lt;i&gt;Nobody’s Child.&lt;/i&gt; It is an awesome book and I'll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. A new book review is posted each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of &lt;i&gt;Nobody’s Child&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: What is your favorite reading topic? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1498422284980277071?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1498422284980277071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/nobodys-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1498422284980277071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1498422284980277071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/nobodys-child.html' title='Nobody’s Child'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_McwOou_rw/TrWLyh49rMI/AAAAAAAAC4E/dMJnCC4aSz4/s72-c/DSC_0055-grayscale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2999621814419518246</id><published>2012-01-07T00:01:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:01:01.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Bandit’s Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NGSns6qx_8/SxWcH49cqrI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Bdu5j0Wdo2I/s1600/Marcia+Gruver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NGSns6qx_8/SxWcH49cqrI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Bdu5j0Wdo2I/s320/Marcia+Gruver.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marciagruver.com/" target="_blank"&gt;by Marcia Gruver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcia's deep south-central roots lend a Southern-comfortable style and a touch of humor to her writing. She tends to weigh in occasionally on eternally significant issues, and her true passion is Christian fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcia uses writing to share her faith in Jesus Christ. She says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Writing is a blessed vocation, even without the unction to write for God. When you experience the sensation of the Holy Spirit guiding the pen, it becomes a high calling. Writing is this introvert's God-given way to share the Good News."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yieldedquill.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Check out her blog:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oeI4A2Qvyzs?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reddick “Tiller” McRae is on the run again. . . this time from the ruthless band of thieves he’s been a part of since leaving his North Carolina home years ago. Searching for the fulfillment and peace his outlaw life denied him, Tiller winds up on the doorstep of Bell’s Inn where the sweet-faced proprietress, Mariah Bell, captures his interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mariah, handsome, take-charge Tiller McRae is the last thing she needs. After the secret deat of her father, Mariah is out rto find and we3ak and spineless husband to hide behind while she carries on as the new owner of Bell’s Inn. Tiller just won’t do. . . but as he stays on as a boarder, Tiller begins to take up residence in Mariah’s heart, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the consequences of deception make a future together impossible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Diana Flower. This review is from: Bandit's Hope (Backwoods Brides) (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcia Gruver has crafted another masterpiece of a book in Bandit's Hope; a tale of love, forgiveness, greed, and deceit, in 19th century Mississippi. Mariah Bell is a beautiful half Choctaw woman, and owner and proprietess of Bell's Inn, a place that she has promised her deceased mother never to give up. In keeping that promise, Mariah becomes a harborer of a very dark secret, that if revealed, threatens her very relationship with those she loves. Tiller McRae lands on the doorstep of Bell's Inn in need of shelter for a few days, and Mariah hires him as a handyman to perform long overdue repairs on the inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiller, a product of an unjust childhood, ran away from home ten years ago with his friend, Nathan, and ends up in more trouble than he can handle; a life of an outlaw and a swindler, but a life that he is tired of and willing to give up for the beautiful Mariah. But if she finds out of his secret past will she have him?...especially when two very handsome braves and a childhood friend are all vying for Mariah's hand as well? And when a severely injured Otis Gooch is brought to the inn to be nursed back to health, what secret does he hold, that terrifies Tiller to the core, should the elderly man ever regain his memory and reveal it? And who steals Mariah and why, and will the men reach her before it's too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely loved this tale, with its wonderful characters, twists and turns, and pageturning excitement! Marcia Gruver is a master storyteller, who laces her novels with rich Southern humor (I loved Otis Gooch!) to offset the dark times her characters face. With a strong spiritual thread of love and forgiveness throughout, this book is a must read! Although Raider's Heart is the first book in the Backwoods Brides Series, Ms. Gruver does a good job of recapping so that it may be read as a stand alone, although I highly recommend both! Nicely done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2awBcVFFkE/TsxIkrauYzI/AAAAAAAAC7I/MusLj2rxuk8/s1600/Bandit%2527s+Hope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2awBcVFFkE/TsxIkrauYzI/AAAAAAAAC7I/MusLj2rxuk8/s320/Bandit%2527s+Hope.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed &lt;i&gt;Raiders Heart&lt;/i&gt; and was delighted to be reunited with some of the characters of that book in &lt;i&gt;Bandit’s Hope&lt;/i&gt;. I didn’t like Tiller in the opening pages. But as learned and loved and grew I learned to appreciate him. I loved Otis Gooch and how he helped Tiller learn to accept Christ’s forgiveness. While we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. &amp;nbsp;An enjoyable read.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bandits-Backwoods-Brides-Marcia-Gruver/dp/1602609497" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bandits-hope-marcia-gruver/1029390244?ean=9781602609495" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/bandits-hope-backwoods-brides/marcia-gruver/9781602609495/pd/609490?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=881490&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbour Publishing sent me a reviewers copy of &lt;i&gt;Bandit’s Hope&lt;/i&gt; and I'm offering to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. I attempt to post a new book review each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of &lt;i&gt;Bandit’s Hope&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Are you a reader? How many books do you normally read each month?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2999621814419518246?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2999621814419518246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/bandits-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2999621814419518246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2999621814419518246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2012/01/bandits-hope.html' title='Bandit’s Hope'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NGSns6qx_8/SxWcH49cqrI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Bdu5j0Wdo2I/s72-c/Marcia+Gruver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-6036313494205558114</id><published>2011-12-31T00:01:00.044-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:01:01.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Purple Knot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln544kBBJzM/Tswx4vS-MsI/AAAAAAAAC7A/lSBmLf807UA/s1600/RaquelByrnes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln544kBBJzM/Tswx4vS-MsI/AAAAAAAAC7A/lSBmLf807UA/s1600/RaquelByrnes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.raquelbyrnes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Raquel Byrnes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel has written books for more than a decade. She loves to do research and has taken private detective courses, gun classes, and underground tours to get every detail right for her novels. She writes romantic suspense with an edge-of-your-seat pace. Stories filled with faith, love, and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009 she signed with agent, Terry Burns, at Hartline Literary. &amp;nbsp;Terry worked to get her Shades of Hope series sold and in 2010, White Rose Publishing purchased the three-book series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel's debut novel, Purple Knot, released in June 2011. &amp;nbsp;Her other books in the series will release in 2011 &amp;amp; 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9AcfGgzNwxM?rel=0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/91he6TFg1VU?rel=0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A killer strikes. A love rekindled. A life-altering choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her best friend, is murdered, Reyna Cruz doesn’t believe the police have the whole story. An investigator by trade, she has the talent to track Summer’s killer, but when clues lead to a family connection and a vicious gang, she suddenly becomes the hunted. At the end of her rope, Reyna must decide to trust the God she believes abandoned her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting justice for his sister’s murder, lawyer Jimmy Corbeau agrees to help Reyna—even though she’s his ex-fiancé, and their break-up devastated him. Romance is reawakened, but so are memories of their tragic undoing. Jimmy must decide if he will fight for a future with Reyna or allow their past to derail the investigation and his second chance at love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the investigation goes awry and Summer’s infant daughter is kidnapped, Reyna must put her life on the line. Will Jimmy and Reyna survive the desperate measures it takes to recover his niece, catch a killer, and secure a happily-ever-after for them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just love well written romantic suspense and this certainly falls into that category. Not only is the story suspenseful, but what a fabulous job Ms. Byrnes does of making us feel what Reyna feels, starting with the helplessness of watching someone who isn’t willing to be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions run rampant as Reyna is put in an impossible position by her best friend’s choices. The choices she has to make in response leave her exposed to dangers she is totally unaware of until it’s nearly too late. Toss an ex-fiancé into the mix and you have a powder keg of emotion ready to blow with a fuse already burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, Ms. Byrnes. You kept me on the edge of my seat through it all, not knowing whodunit until the end, and the twists of the relationship between Jimmy and Reyna were heartwarming, and heartbreaking in turns.&lt;br /&gt;I loved it!~~ Donna B Snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3F9AmU_DpM/TswxKqxEv5I/AAAAAAAAC64/UHHEnsWRRZc/s1600/PurpleKnot_w5011_300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3F9AmU_DpM/TswxKqxEv5I/AAAAAAAAC64/UHHEnsWRRZc/s1600/PurpleKnot_w5011_300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I love reading suspense. So much the better when it has a Christian thread. &amp;nbsp;Raquel Byrnes gripped me at page one and did not let go until I read the last page. I pride myself on guessing who the bad guy is but I did not see this one coming. With Purple Knot I found another favorite writer. I can’t wait to read the next book in the series.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Purple-Knot-Raquel-Byrnes/dp/161116088X" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/purple-knot-raquel-byrnes/1102236652?ean=9781611160888&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=purple+knot" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/easy_find?Ntt=purple+knot&amp;amp;N=0&amp;amp;Ntk=keywords&amp;amp;action=Search&amp;amp;Ne=0&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;nav_search=1&amp;amp;cms=1&amp;amp;search=" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pelicanbookgroup.com/ec/purple-knot-softcover" target="_blank"&gt;Pelican Book Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bookshelf runneth over so I'm offering to pass my copy on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. I attempt to post a new book review is posted each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of Purple Knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q4U: Do you like to read? How many books have you read this year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-6036313494205558114?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/6036313494205558114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/purple-knot.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6036313494205558114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6036313494205558114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/purple-knot.html' title='Purple Knot'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln544kBBJzM/Tswx4vS-MsI/AAAAAAAAC7A/lSBmLf807UA/s72-c/RaquelByrnes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-8021198833815841767</id><published>2011-12-28T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:59:09.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Character Interview'/><title type='text'>Welcome Back Birdie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cFMh4F5WP4Q/TvtLMas_qhI/AAAAAAAAC_o/b2Cp4W1bnfg/s1600/Birdie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cFMh4F5WP4Q/TvtLMas_qhI/AAAAAAAAC_o/b2Cp4W1bnfg/s320/Birdie.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today’s visitor is one of the characters&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dreaming Of A Father’s Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Birdie has agreed to come back&amp;nbsp;and talk to us.&amp;nbsp;You can read our first interview&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/character-interview.html" target="_blank"&gt;here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Hi Birdie. Thank’s for coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: You can thank Sharon for letting me come back. (She grins wide. I’m chomping at the bit to tell my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Can you describe the setting of the story and what it means to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T66-fUFb6AI/TvtLXQ71WFI/AAAAAAAAC_0/VeBy03cZkq0/s1600/conservatory-design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T66-fUFb6AI/TvtLXQ71WFI/AAAAAAAAC_0/VeBy03cZkq0/s320/conservatory-design.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;I’ll share this picture we found on the web last night. It looks a lot like the very first Alexander greenhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. This almost makes you think of a church, doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: I do feel peaceful and close to God here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is your relationship to the other characters in the story? Do you have a sidekick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4buko-UYh0/TvtLfRS01EI/AAAAAAAADAA/gO033Ifzhuk/s1600/Miss+Chloe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4buko-UYh0/TvtLfRS01EI/AAAAAAAADAA/gO033Ifzhuk/s320/Miss+Chloe1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;I’ll introduce you to Miss. Chloe. She loves me unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Tiny little thing isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULoaPh-zFwQ/TvtLpugnvVI/AAAAAAAADAM/HDuy7jEmqrw/s1600/Miss+Chloe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULoaPh-zFwQ/TvtLpugnvVI/AAAAAAAADAM/HDuy7jEmqrw/s320/Miss+Chloe.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;She fit in the palm of one hand when I first found her. Now look at her. She's huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. She looks pretty pleased with herself. So how old is she in the second picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;Five months old. And she probably isn't full grown yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What about the other characters? We talked about your dad and your friend Sara last time. Anything else you can share with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-_ApYSftDU/TvtMBrtz5pI/AAAAAAAADAY/l5qpUuzQPsc/s1600/Birdie+and+Jason.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-_ApYSftDU/TvtMBrtz5pI/AAAAAAAADAY/l5qpUuzQPsc/s320/Birdie+and+Jason.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: Just one. Sigh. Here’s my competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Some man? Is he spying on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;It's Jason. One of the twins. And he’s not even interested in the business!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. So how is he your competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie: &amp;nbsp;In my dad's eyes. We talked about this last time.&amp;nbsp;(She looks at her watch.) Oh, look at the time. I've got to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit for Birdie:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-8021198833815841767?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/8021198833815841767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/welcome-back-birdie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/8021198833815841767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/8021198833815841767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/welcome-back-birdie.html' title='Welcome Back Birdie'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cFMh4F5WP4Q/TvtLMas_qhI/AAAAAAAAC_o/b2Cp4W1bnfg/s72-c/Birdie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2544886993928579425</id><published>2011-12-25T06:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T06:07:50.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="480" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ufr--RDQNOc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ufr--RDQNOc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="480" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Brithday Jesus. The Reason For The Season. O Let Us All Rejoice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2544886993928579425?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2544886993928579425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/oh-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2544886993928579425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2544886993928579425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-4372365818403054769</id><published>2011-12-25T00:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:01:03.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Jesus -- The Reason For the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;By: Rachel Hauck&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Through the narrow scope of 2000 years, Mary, the mother of Jesus, appears to be one lucky woman. Chosen by God to give birth to His son, the Savior of the world? All right, Mary, way to go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you,” Gabriel said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;How many of us would like a declaration like that? Highly favored. The Lord is with you. But Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The angel told her, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Mary’s seems confident and resolved when she responds, “I am the Lord’s servant. May your word to me be fulfilled.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;She’d just been told the Holy Spirit will come upon her, that God’s power will overshadow her, that she’d become with child even though she wasn’t married, and she said, “I’m the Lord’s servant. Let your words be true.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I find this amazing! A young woman. Ancient Bethlehem. Unwed mother. They stoned women for such things in her day. But Mary believed in God. And submitted to His will. He gave her the Holy Spirit – the same Holy Spirit given to us. If He gave her confidence, He will give us confidence. Even though, like Mary, our situation seems impossible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Listen to Mary’s song later on in the first chapter of Luke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant. From now on all generations will call me blessed, for the Mighty One has done great things for me Holy is his name…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Conceiving a child out of wedlock, by Divine intervention. Not a girl’s every day existence. Yet she had a Yes in her heart to God. She rejoiced. She boldly said, “Generations will remember me!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;How we struggle to trust God with our children. Our finances. Our emotional well-being. We worry. We fret. And wonder why we have no peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Christmas is the season where words like joy, peace and love are bantered around like Christmas candy. Let’s not take them as just words, but as truth. Let’s be like Mary and embrace God’s favor on our lives. Boldly declare "He’s done great things for me!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Out of the grit of our own souls, we can reach His heart, and feel Him reaching for ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;No matter the pain of our past, present or future, God is there for us. He is able. Best of all, He is willing. “My soul glorifies the Lord this Christmas!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelhauck.com/"&gt;Rachel Hauck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is an award winning, best selling author who believes God has done great things for her. She lives in Central Florida with her husband and ornery pets. Her next release is Love Lifted Me with multi-platinum country artist Sara Evans, January 2012. Then in April, look for The Wedding Dress.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;By: Rachel Hauck&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Through the narrow scope of 2000 years, Mary, the mother of Jesus, appears to be one lucky woman. Chosen by God to give birth to His son, the Savior of the world? All right, Mary, way to go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you,” Gabriel said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;How many of us would like a declaration like that? Highly favored. The Lord is with you. But Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The angel told her, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Mary’s seems confident and resolved when she responds, “I am the Lord’s servant. May your word to me be fulfilled.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;She’d just been told the Holy Spirit will come upon her, that God’s power will overshadow her, that she’d become with child even though she wasn’t married, and she said, “I’m the Lord’s servant. Let your words be true.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I find this amazing! A young woman. Ancient Bethlehem. Unwed mother. They stoned women for such things in her day. But Mary believed in God. And submitted to His will. He gave her the Holy Spirit – the same Holy Spirit given to us. If He gave her confidence, He will give us confidence. Even though, like Mary, our situation seems impossible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Listen to Mary’s song later on in the first chapter of Luke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant. From now on all generations will call me blessed, for the Mighty One has done great things for me Holy is his name…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Conceiving a child out of wedlock, by Divine intervention. Not a girl’s every day existence. Yet she had a Yes in her heart to God. She rejoiced. She boldly said, “Generations will remember me!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;How we struggle to trust God with our children. Our finances. Our emotional well-being. We worry. We fret. And wonder why we have no peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Christmas is the season where words like joy, peace and love are bantered around like Christmas candy. Let’s not take them as just words, but as truth. Let’s be like Mary and embrace God’s favor on our lives. Boldly declare "He’s done great things for me!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Out of the grit of our own souls, we can reach His heart, and feel Him reaching for ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;No matter the pain of our past, present or future, God is there for us. He is able. Best of all, He is willing. “My soul glorifies the Lord this Christmas!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelhauck.com/"&gt;Rachel Hauck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is an award winning, best selling author who believes God has done great things for her. She lives in Central Florida with her husband and ornery pets. Her next release is Love Lifted Me with multi-platinum country artist Sara Evans, January 2012. Then in April, look for The Wedding Dress.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelhauck.com/"&gt;www.rachelhauck.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jXJNu7LG_U/TugX-xzBNPI/AAAAAAAAC8o/UVfA9Sd5L3M/s1600/handonhead14_14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jXJNu7LG_U/TugX-xzBNPI/AAAAAAAAC8o/UVfA9Sd5L3M/s320/handonhead14_14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Merry Christmas from all of us at Pearl Girls™! We hope you enjoyed these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from the authors who were so kind to donate their time and talents! If you missed a few posts, I hope you'll be able go back through and read them on this blog over the next few days. 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In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-4372365818403054769?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/4372365818403054769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/jesus-reason-for-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4372365818403054769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4372365818403054769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/jesus-reason-for-season.html' title='Jesus -- The Reason For the Season'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3263066642083705962</id><published>2011-12-24T00:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:01:00.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Panhandler's Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;By Robin Dance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;He slipped in sideways between the closing elevator doors, as if he were late to a meeting; he pressed the "5" without looking. Instead of suit and tie, though, baggy pants and faded navy hung on his tall, slim frame...and his stealth entry stiffened the hairs on the back of my neck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I had noticed him a few seconds earlier, just after we had parted a sea of clamorous teens. He was smiling, grandfatherly, standing maybe 30 feet away where the electric shuttle picks up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I had no idea he had been watching us, studying us, predator patiently awaiting his next prey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The four of us were sealed in a four- by six-foot metal tomb. Tomb--that thought really scampered across my mind. I wondered if he had a knife in his pocket. I wanted to protect my son. Fight or flight pumped adrenaline but there was no where to run.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Extreme and ridiculous, these thoughts - and more - flashed through my mind. The Stranger began speaking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"Yessir, I see you're a family man with your wife and your son here..." and he nodded in my and my son’s direction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"...you see I'm homeless and all I've got..." and on queue, he reached into his left pocket and pulled out two old pennies blackened with age. Two cents to his name?! It was all too contrived, too practiced, and I didn't believe a word he was saying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It was then I smelled it ~ the small space lent itself to that ~ and I doubted my doubt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;His breath.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It wasn't the scent of alcohol. His eyes weren't red, his voice didn't waver; his wizened face matched his graying hair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;His breath was morning's, zoo breath, the pet name I'd given to the scent inhaled when kissing my children awake when they were little.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;He needed to brush his teeth. I wondered how long it had been since he brushed his teeth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The elevator door opened and I handed him my leftover pizza as my son and I brushed past him. My husband handed him a bill and the Stranger thanked and God blessed him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The elevator door closed behind us. Conflicted, I was relieved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We got in the car and blurted first reaction--&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"I didn't believe a word he said."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"That made me nervous."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"I wonder if he'll really eat the pizza."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;In the quiet, we were left to our own thoughts, contemplating the right thing to do. At the end of the day, this is what I decided: It doesn't matter whether or not his story is true; for an old man to resort to begging, he has to be desperate. The money my husband gave him will never be missed. It was a reminder we've been entrusted with much and given much. Materially, yes, but more so spiritually. Loved, chosen, forgiven, redeemed, graced, lavished--every spiritual blessing. E v e r y.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;There's a part of me that wishes I would have been brave enough to ask the man his story, made sure he knew he was loved...and bought him a tooth brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Later, it occurred to me he could have been an angel. Doesn’t that mean generosity, kindness and hospitality is always the right response? Then it's not about you or the stranger or the circumstance, it's about a simple, God-glorifying response.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Had we entertained an angel unaware? We'll never know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;But it wouldn't be the first time the Breath of Heaven smelled like a zoo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ8sa9VM4xA/TugWMMnYJHI/AAAAAAAAC8g/_G_CJpZrick/s1600/scream1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ8sa9VM4xA/TugWMMnYJHI/AAAAAAAAC8g/_G_CJpZrick/s1600/scream1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;In a decades-old, scandalous affair with her husband, Robin also confesses mad crushes on her three teens. 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Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3263066642083705962?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3263066642083705962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/panhandlers-breath.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3263066642083705962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3263066642083705962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/panhandlers-breath.html' title='The Panhandler&apos;s Breath'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5690669920917084482</id><published>2011-12-23T10:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T10:54:17.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About The Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/VyR0lwO-nXc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/VyR0lwO-nXc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="480" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5690669920917084482?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5690669920917084482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/its-about-cross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5690669920917084482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5690669920917084482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/its-about-cross.html' title='It&apos;s About The Cross'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2480864667267182975</id><published>2011-12-23T00:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:01:02.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Inside Out Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;by Debora M. Coty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;My veterinarian friend, Dr. Katie, tells the story about the December when a woman brought a very sick black lab into her clinic. The dog was only ten months old, so she was really just a big puppy, but she’d been vomiting incessantly and her worried owner didn’t know what was wrong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“Why don’t you go on home?” Dr. Katie told the owner. “I’ll need to run tests for about four hours. We’ll give you a call when we’re finished.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Dr. Katie’s assistant took x-rays and hung them on the light panel for Dr. Katie to examine. Hmm. Something looked a little peculiar. Dr. Katie called her assistant over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“Is it just me, or does that look like a … a camel to you?” she asked incredulously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“Matter of fact, it does,” replied the astute assistant. “And look, there’s an angel here, a shepherd there, and down there in the colon, it’s Baby Jesus!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;At that moment the phone rang. It was the dog’s distraught owner. “I can’t believe this! I just got home and glanced at the coffee table where I put my manger scene yesterday. There’s nothing there but an empty stable!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;As I thought about this quite literal technique for internalizing the true meaning of Christmas, it occurred to me that sometimes I have the opposite problem. With all the bustling busyness, my inner joy in celebration of my savior’s birth never really makes it to the outside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Oh, I have plenty of glittery, festive evidences of the holiday in decorations, baking galore, and gifts under my tree. But those things are for show. They’re merely the pretty wrappings, not the gift itself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Can people really see the core-deep joy that radiates within me when I think of the true gift that Papa God sent the world in his son, Jesus? Is my immeasurable gratitude for eternal life evident as I dash through this hectic season?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I’m afraid all too often, the answer is no.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I’m just too preoccupied to allow my outside to reflect my inside so that nonbelievers recognize that I rejoice because of the hope that is within me. My joy is obscured by the mounds of clutter. Gratefulness is sucked out of my soul by the vacuum called urgency.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“But let the godly rejoice. Let them be glad in God’s presence. Let them be filled with joy” (Psalm 68:3, NLT).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;This verse has become my prayer this Christmas season – that I would make the time to give priority to rejoicing, being glad in God’s presence, and letting my inner joy show for those who may be silently desperate to know the giver of true joy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Yep, there’s a better way to internalize the gift of Christmas than the black lab technique. We can lodge the Little Lord Jesus in our hearts rather than our colons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYrQ39YzZ3Q/TugTujwIcJI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/dlYEFSOfY9o/s1600/Deb-blue-hat-Cameo2a-640x480-262x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYrQ39YzZ3Q/TugTujwIcJI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/dlYEFSOfY9o/s1600/Deb-blue-hat-Cameo2a-640x480-262x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deboracoty.com/"&gt;Debora M. Coty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is a humorist, inspirational speaker, and award-winning author of twelve books, including Too Blessed to be Stressed, and coming in March, More Beauty, Less Beast: Transforming Your Inner Ogre. Debora would love to swap Christmas hugs with you at&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deboracoty.com/"&gt;www.DeboraCoty.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2480864667267182975?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2480864667267182975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/inside-out-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2480864667267182975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2480864667267182975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/inside-out-christmas.html' title='Inside Out Christmas'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5468321150274093594</id><published>2011-12-22T00:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:01:02.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Simple or Sparkle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;by Tracey Eyster&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It’s a simple ornament made of thin cheap metal and it looks quite out of place on our CHRISTmas tree. But each year I lovingly and safely nestle it amongst its expensive and sparkly peers, without a care as to how unglamorous it appears.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Many of our CHRISTmas ornaments have a story and an uncanny way of welling up emotion in me, but this certain one causes an intense stir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;You see the ornament is engraved with the name of my grandmother, Sara, and was given to me by my mother, who ordered it from Hospice, after Grandmama’s death. Yes, the months leading up to her death carry memories of a frail and failing grandmama, but that ornament carries my thoughts to sweet CHRISTmas memories of the past.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;CHRISTmas Eve dinners in her home, laughing, singing, gathering and celebrating a year filled with blessings as we remembered the birth of our Savior. CHRISTmas mornings, she was always there participating with glee, in our raucous CHRISTmas happiness. Her gifts were always bank envelopes gently tucked into the pine needles of our CHRISTmas tree, fresh cut from the property she grew up on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;All memories of my Grandmama make my heart swell.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;You see she was my Jesus with skin on. She lived her life full of joy, serving others and approached life selflessly with an attitude of, “What can I do for you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Just months before she left us, even as the Alzheimer’s was robbing her mind she shared her love of Jesus with a sweet little old lady friend, who came to know the Lord – a divine appointment. &amp;nbsp;The very next day that little old lady silently slipped away to meet in person the One Sara introduced her to just the day before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;At the time I wept, realizing that regardless of our own frailties and failings, God can still use those of us who are willing to do His work and are well practiced at hearing His voice...no matter our lack of sparkle in comparison to others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;A simple life lived for Him, a simple ornament in memory of Sara...a simple truth for you to ponder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDhxdYkMTfI/TugSvmmpt_I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/5GjYpDBTQIo/s1600/Tracey.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDhxdYkMTfI/TugSvmmpt_I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/5GjYpDBTQIo/s1600/Tracey.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traceyster.com/"&gt;Tracey Eyster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;wife, mom, relationship gatherer and Creator/Editor of FamilyLife’s MomLife Today is a media savvy mom making a difference where moms are, on-line. Through speaking, writing and video interviews Tracey is passionate about encouraging, equipping and advising moms on every facet of momlife. Her first book, Be The Mom will be released August 2012. You can connect with Tracey at www.momlifetoday.com, her personal site&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traceyster.com/"&gt;www.traceyster.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter/momblog.com"&gt;www.twitter/momblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5468321150274093594?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5468321150274093594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/simple-or-sparkle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5468321150274093594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5468321150274093594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/simple-or-sparkle.html' title='Simple or Sparkle?'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-846463279974871551</id><published>2011-12-21T00:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:01:02.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Enjoy the Ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Susan May Warren&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We sit poised on the top of a cliff, a near drop off before us, that falls to a rushing river. In the middle, a bridge of snow and ice hints at our destination. My husband guns the snowmobile engine. “Ready?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Ready? For a face plant into a tree, maybe reconstructive surgery? To feel my stomach ripped from my body as we plummet down the mountain? Let’s do it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We live on five acres of woods in northern Minnesota that butts up to a national forest. Hence, our backyard is about a hundred thousand acres. Aside from harboring deer, lynx, fox, cougar and bear, it also makes excellent snowmobile terrain. And not long ago, Mrs. Claus gave her Santa a snowmobile for two.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I love snowmobiling. Flying over the snow, catching air over drifts. I love to drive, to be at the helm of the beast as I weave around trees and over hill and dale, my husband sitting behind me. I also love riding behind my husband as he drives, feeling those powerful arms as he’s muscling the snowmobile into the wilds. We follow unknown trails, driven by a Magellan spirit, hoping that we have enough gas to get us back to civilization. I love hanging on, simply trusting him, knowing that wherever he’s taking me, he’s going first.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;But there are times, when I see where he’s taking me, and I just have to bury my head in his back. Like straight down a cliff.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;However, my heart cheers, despite the terror as we gun it down the hill, over the river, up the opposite side. And, if we hadn’t let ourselves go, we would have never discovered the beauty of a winter river, a hidden jewel buried deep in the forest. Nor the exhilaration of facing the challenge together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Further on, we find an enchanted forest of towering white pine. Catch a view of Lake Superior, discover an old cabin in the woods.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It occurs to me that snowmobiling is much like my spiritual life. Occasionally, I drive, and it’s me setting our course, weaving through the trees, getting us hopelessly lost. But when God takes the “wheel” and I hang on, trusting Him for the speed and destination, I see the scenery. I trust him to keep me safe. I trust him to bring me home, where there is an eternal supply of hot chocolate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;As Christmas season becomes more hectic, what if I let God drive? &amp;nbsp;Maybe everything doesn’t have to be perfect, and maybe I don’t have to control every tradition, every holiday nuance. What if I just held on for the ride?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I’ll bet I’ll still get there, and I might even enjoy the scenery along the way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;How have you let go, and “enjoyed” the scenery of this hectic, exhilarating Christmas season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJDROVnpFKc/TPEnGqGpYdI/AAAAAAAACf0/qFj_CbP5zgY/s1600/susie+chairback+new.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJDROVnpFKc/TPEnGqGpYdI/AAAAAAAACf0/qFj_CbP5zgY/s320/susie+chairback+new.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Susan May Warren is the RITA award-winning author of thirty novels with Tyndale, Barbour, Steeple Hill and Summerside Press. &amp;nbsp;A four-time Christy award finalist, a two-time RITA Finalist, she’s also a multi-winner of the Inspirational Readers Choice award, and the ACFW Carol Award. &amp;nbsp;A seasoned women’s events speaker, she’s a popular writing teacher at conferences around the nation and the author of the beginning writer’s workbook: From the Inside-Out: discover, create and publish the novel in you!. &amp;nbsp;She is also the founder of&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mybooktherapy.com/"&gt;www.MyBookTherapy.com&lt;/a&gt;, a story-crafting service that helps authors discover their voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-846463279974871551?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/846463279974871551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/enjoy-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/846463279974871551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/846463279974871551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/enjoy-ride.html' title='Enjoy the Ride!'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5742443467762294699</id><published>2011-12-20T00:01:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T00:01:00.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Family Traditions: A Glimpse into Christmas Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;by Tricia Goyer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Have you ever thought about family traditions? As I helped my 1-year-old place ornaments on the Christmas tree this year I imagined her doing the same thing with her children—and maybe even grandchildren—one day. Traditions are beliefs and customs handed down through generations. By sharing meaningful moments with your kids you're sending yourself into the future. How amazing is that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Sharing family traditions cause us to slow down from the busy, adult world for a while. We ignore the laundry to set out the nativity set with our kids. We set aside time in our schedules to drive around and look at Christmas lights.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Holiday traditions aren't only fun, they also help strength family bonds. Through traditions kids trust in the security of family unit. They think, “This is our family and this is what I do.” Of course, the most important thing to share isn't just what we do ... but why. Why do we put out a nativity? To remind us the real meaning of the season—Jesus coming to earth. What do the Christmas lights represent displayed on homes and on trees? They represent the Light of the World, Jesus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Using traditions to bond our families and share our faith isn't new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I love these two Scriptures that talk about that very thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Exodus 12:25 says, “When you enter the land that the LORD will give you as he promised, observe this ceremony.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Psalm 78:4 says, “We will not hide them from their children; we will tell the next generation the praiseworthy deeds of the LORD, his power, and the wonders he has done.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;What are you're traditions? Here are a few of ours:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Baking a Birthday cake for Jesus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Buying a new ornament every year for each child&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Acting out the Christmas story (with props!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Praying together before opening presents&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;What are your traditions?&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Write a list and appreciate them in a new way this year. Then ask, “If I could add one new tradition this holiday season, what would it be?” I'd love to hear what you choose! It also makes me smile to think of your children's grandchildren doing the same.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XP-x-2hUNHw/TugQneb4ShI/AAAAAAAAC8I/5I730HBtAQo/s1600/bioauthor2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XP-x-2hUNHw/TugQneb4ShI/AAAAAAAAC8I/5I730HBtAQo/s320/bioauthor2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://triciagoyer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tricia Goyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is a CBA best-selling author and the winner of two American Christian Fiction Writers’ Book of the Year Awards (Night Song and Dawn of a Thousand Nights). She co-wrote 3:16 Teen Edition with Max Lucado and contributed to the Women of Faith Study Bible. Also a noted marriage and parenting writer, she lives with her husband and children in Arkansas.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.triciagoyer.com/"&gt;www.triciagoyer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5742443467762294699?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5742443467762294699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/family-traditions-glimpse-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5742443467762294699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5742443467762294699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/family-traditions-glimpse-into.html' title='Family Traditions: A Glimpse into Christmas Future'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-191879973222364271</id><published>2011-12-19T00:01:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:01:00.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Let The Baby Grow Up This Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;By Shellie Tomlinson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;When I was a little girl, Christmas seemed to take forever to make its way back to our little house on the end of a dirt road called Bull Run in northeast Louisiana. We kids started counting down the days before the leaves ever began turning. Sure, the adults said it came once a year but I wasn't so sure. Once Santa Claus left our humble abode it seemed like light years before he found his way back to the Delta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;That was a child's perspective. I imagine it hasn't changed all that much for today's kids. On the other hand, I'm operating under a completely different time frame these days. It seems like it was just yesterday when I pulled the boxes down from the attic and began pulling out the nativity scene, the miniature lights, and the keepsake ornaments. And now, just that fast-- Christmas Day is right around the corner. Soon the tree will be striped naked and the piled up presents will all be distributed. After a few more day it'll be hard to remember who got what from whom, and once again, I'll start packing all the decorations away for another year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I was thinking about how bare and cold the house always looks after the holidays when I realized that, sadly, this &amp;nbsp;scene would play itself out in many hearts as well. A lot of people will have had expectations that weren't filled and many of those same souls will be left with hurts that don't seem to heal. Unless this year is remarkably different from past seasons, my bet is, the New Year will bring magazines full of articles on combating depression and the talk shows will have experts on offering ways to fill the long days ahead and cure the winter blues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I'm no expert, dear readers, but I'd like to offer you a suggestion that will go far beyond the creature comforts of a nice warm bath or a delicious bowl of hot soup. Your heart doesn't have to be bare and naked after the holidays. Do you want to know the real secret? It's simple, really. Don't pack up Christ with Christmas! As beautiful and special as the Christmas story is, it's only a part of heaven's miracle. The Christ child grew into a&amp;nbsp;man and the man became a Savior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;This year, may we be determined to let the babe from Bethlehem live on in our hearts. If we'll allow Him to become the Messiah He was born to be, the joy of Christmas can be ours all year long.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3keI_sVvks/TugOysTmRlI/AAAAAAAAC8A/hW-rIJ7DlFw/s1600/press-photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3keI_sVvks/TugOysTmRlI/AAAAAAAAC8A/hW-rIJ7DlFw/s320/press-photo1.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allthingssouthern.com/"&gt;Shellie Rushing Tomlinson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is an author, speaker, and radio host from Louisiana. Her latest release Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy&amp;nbsp;was endorsed by Jeff Foxworthy as "laugh out loud funny!" You can find Shellie's weekly southern features, podcasts, video chats and more at http://www.allthingssouthern.com/ Make sure to get by the blog &amp;nbsp;and read about the Super&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shellierushingtomlinson.wordpress.com/2011/11/29/a-super-christmas-giveaway-to-say-thanks-to-my-readers/"&gt;Christmas Giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Shellie is hosting for her readers and secure your chance to win a Mort Kunstler print valued between $700 and $1400.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.allthingssouthern.com/"&gt;www.allthingssouthern.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-191879973222364271?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/191879973222364271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/let-baby-grow-up-this-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/191879973222364271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/191879973222364271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/let-baby-grow-up-this-christmas.html' title='Let The Baby Grow Up This Christmas'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3068975048740031690</id><published>2011-12-18T00:01:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:01:00.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Snowflake Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;By Deborah Raney&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The first snow of winter hasn’t fallen yet, but in our kitchen tonight we’re doing a pretty good imitation. The whole family is circled around the huge old oak table. The snip, snip, snip of scissors is background music as tiny scraps of white paper float down, making our floor look like a giant brownie sprinkled with powdered sugar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Tonight has turned out to be the night for our annual Snowflake Party, a tradition that began when our children were toddlers. There has never been a date blocked out in red on our calendar, but one day we wake up and the brisk autumn air has turned bitter cold. Naked tree branches trace their stark calligraphy on a dull grey sky and we need a taste of the joyful promises of Christmas and snow. It’s the perfect time for a party.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;On such a day, one of the kids will fly in the back door, fresh home from school, and declare “Hey, Mom! Tonight would be a good night for the Snowflake Party!” First we round up every pair of scissors in the house. This is one time when sharing is not a virtue. While the kids search for scissors, I cut white paper into squares and fold them caddy-corner multiple times. The resulting triangles are artfully arranged in a basket, awaiting the beginning of the party.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Later, while the supper dishes dry on the counter, I recruit a volunteer to help me stir up a big pot of hot cocoa. For the next hour it will warm on the back burner, tantalizing us with its aroma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Now the fun begins with careful cutting and snipping, shaping plain white paper into intricate works of art. Each snowflake we create seems as unique and spectacular as the genuine variety created by God himself. As each masterpiece is unfolded, collective oohs and aahs go up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;When the last dregs of our creative juices are drained, Dad oversees the vacuum patrol while I pour cocoa into generous mugs. We spread our handiwork on the floor around us and sit, quietly admiring our work while we dunk marshmallows and sip rich chocolate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;With empty mugs piled up in the sink, it’s time for the judging to begin. There will be awards for ‘prettiest’, ‘most unusual’, and as many other categories as we need for everyone to be a winner. Dad is the judge because he studied art in college. He also usually wins one of the top prizes––because he studied art in college.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Snowflakes deemed runners-up might be pasted in scrapbooks or hung on the refrigerator. A few even “melt” into the trash that very night. But the winners are taped proudly to the picture windows in the living room for passersby to enjoy while they long for the day when genuine snowflakes will color the world clean and white.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Our oldest daughter went away to college last September. She called just after Thanksgiving to tell me that her dorm window was covered with snowflakes. No, not the real thing, but the ones she remembers from her childhood––paper ones that she spent an entire evening cutting and snipping while sipping hot cocoa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;That’s the neat thing about traditions: They go with us no matter how far from home we travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;DEBORAH RANEY's first novel, A Vow to Cherish, inspired the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Wide Pictures film of the same title. Her books have since won the RITA Award, ACFW Carol Award, HOLT Medallion, National Readers' Choice Award, Silver Angel, and have twice been Christy Award finalists. After All, third in her Hanover Falls Novels series will release next spring from Howard/Simon &amp;amp; Schuster. Deb and her husband, Ken Raney, enjoy small-town life in Kansas. Their four children are grown now and having snowflake parties with their own children––and they all live much too far away. Visit Deb on the web at&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahraney.com/"&gt;www.deborahraney.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxbK9WddBL8/TugKlXsQT2I/AAAAAAAAC74/NSGyLZyGVJA/s1600/P1110087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxbK9WddBL8/TugKlXsQT2I/AAAAAAAAC74/NSGyLZyGVJA/s1600/P1110087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3068975048740031690?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3068975048740031690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/snowflake-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3068975048740031690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3068975048740031690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/snowflake-party.html' title='The Snowflake Party'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-842688612566662177</id><published>2011-12-17T00:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:01:04.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Why I Decorate for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;By Elizabeth Goldsmith Musser&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;An old cassette tape of Christmas carols—received in a package twenty years ago when we had first arrived in France as missionaries—fills our den with delightful piano music as I place one more ornament on the already over-laden Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;This one is a little white wooden rabbit with pink ears that move back and forth. &amp;nbsp;It actually doesn’t look much like a Christmas ornament, but I bought it for our baby Andrew when my husband Paul was in seminary, and I was working for less than minimum wage in the library. &amp;nbsp;This ornament was literally all I could afford.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;As I hang it on the tree today, I get goose bumps and then a rush of warmth. &amp;nbsp;And that’s why I decorate for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Not to impress but to remember. &amp;nbsp;I remember those lean, lean years, and God’s faithful provision for us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;There are the cross-stitched ornaments I made our first year in Montpellier—for the boys (for by now we had two sons) and Paul and me. &amp;nbsp;How I ever had time to do that, I don’t know. &amp;nbsp;I remember our puny little tree—the kind they sold in France back then—in a pot so that it could be replanted later. &amp;nbsp;We perched that tiny tree on a small table out of baby Christopher’s reach. &amp;nbsp;I guess I watered it too much, because about halfway through December, it started smelling and then stinking, and it rotted there on Christmas Day!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I smile with these memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I look at the other ornaments on the tree. &amp;nbsp;Many were purchased—one for each boy—when we attended conferences around Europe, and that makes me smile too. &amp;nbsp;Getting to travel on a missionary’s budget to exotic places! &amp;nbsp;There are the waxed red bear and red baby carriage from Wales, the brightly painted clay sun and moon from Portugal, the blue and white porcelain windmill and wooden shoes from Holland, the hand-blown glass Snoopys sitting on gondolas from Venice, and the delicately decorated eggs from Prague.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Other ornaments include the little pinkish shiny ball ornament with Paul’s name written in glitter—I think he made it when he was about six , and the little red velvet bows, bought at Michael’s after Christmas one year for a dollar. &amp;nbsp;They bring a unifying theme to the tree. &amp;nbsp;I say this, smiling, because our tree is, and has always been throughout the years, a hodge-podge of our life. &amp;nbsp;And I like it that way. &amp;nbsp;I don’t think I could ever have a ‘theme’ tree. &amp;nbsp;Mine is a ‘memory’ tree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The music plays softly in the background and I smile through tears, remembering God’s incredible faithfulness to call and keep us here in France for so many years. &amp;nbsp;Heart-breakingly hard years, overwhelmingly joyful years—the same years, the same amazing God, our keeper.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Before we left for the mission field, I memorized Psalm 121 in English and in French, and over the years I have held on tight to those last beautiful words of the psalm: &amp;nbsp;The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forever. (NASB)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Of course He will. &amp;nbsp;He is God with us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We decorate to remember Christmases past, our lives, our legacy, and mostly, for those of us who have embraced Christ, we decorate to honor and praise Him for coming to us—Emmanuel! &amp;nbsp;We make our homes ready to receive the Christ Child, with soft music and candles burning and the sweet flickering of angel wings on an over-laden evergreen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBaA6sZaCDQ/TugI5HyVdBI/AAAAAAAAC7w/mD-2674XRnI/s1600/11-07-professional_photo-sherry_peters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBaA6sZaCDQ/TugI5HyVdBI/AAAAAAAAC7w/mD-2674XRnI/s320/11-07-professional_photo-sherry_peters.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethmusser.com/"&gt;ELIZABETH GOLDSMITH MUSSER&lt;/a&gt;, an Atlanta native and the bestselling author of The Swan House, is a novelist who writes what she calls ‘entertainment with a soul.’ &amp;nbsp;For over twenty years, Elizabeth and her husband, Paul, have been involved in missions work with International Teams. &amp;nbsp;They presently live near Lyon, France. The Mussers have two sons and a daughter-in-law. The Sweetest Thing (Bethany House, 2011) is Elizabeth’s eighth novel.&amp;nbsp;To learn more about Elizabeth and her books, and to find discussion questions as well as photos of sites mentioned in the stories, please visit www.elizabethmusser.com and her Facebook Fan Page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-842688612566662177?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/842688612566662177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/why-i-decorate-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/842688612566662177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/842688612566662177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/why-i-decorate-for-christmas.html' title='Why I Decorate for Christmas'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5305621071676820831</id><published>2011-12-16T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T19:58:31.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Where is Comfort and Joy Found?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;By Sandy Ralya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The year 2006 ushered unwelcome emotions into my life. My husband was unhappy in his job, two of my grown children were making poor choices, my mother-in-law was showing signs of Alzheimer’s, extended-family issues were surfacing, and I was writing a book. Things only got worse. Much worse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Early in 2007, I was asked to represent the mentoring ministry for wives I founded, Beautiful Womanhood, and lead a women’s conference in Uganda, Africa. My husband wasn’t sure if traveling to Africa was a good idea, so we committed it to prayer. While we were listening for an answer, I sensed God asking me to fast from spending, except for groceries, for thirty days. Sometimes you know that you’ve heard God’s voice because you’d never have come up with those words on your own. This was one of those times. I’d never heard of a fast from spending. Tom needed no convincing that a fast from spending came directly from the mouth of God. He still gets excited just thinking about it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;During the fast, it became clear I had used spending as a way to gain a comfort fix. When I was spending money, I felt carefree and lighthearted. Instead of dwelling on the unpleasantness in my life, I was thinking of my purchases and how they would bring me pleasure. Not until I stopped spending did I realize how short-lived the fix really was. During the fast, when I felt the urge to spend—to anesthetize my pain—I pictured myself running into the arms of Jesus, the Great Comforter. Oh, what comfort I received!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;One night, I told good friends my experience of gaining comfort through the power of the Holy Spirit rather than money. I exclaimed that I had never felt so comforted. One friend then told us about a dream he’d had shortly after hearing about the invitation from Uganda. After the dream, he had awoken and recorded the following thoughts:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;“. . . this is for Sandy. Christ’s redemption of women is beautiful. Beautiful Womanhood is a result of redemptive wholeness. The visuals the ministry uses on the books, etc., are like a piece of beautifully veneered furniture. There is something going on with the ministry to the brokenness of abused women. In Uganda, there are hurting, abused women, and something is connecting their need and Beautiful Womanhood. Though there is nothing wrong with veneer, it is only the topping—the covering, and without good structure it is shallow and will not hold up. It is time to add a new depth to the ministry.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Then these verses came to my friend’s mind:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;All praise to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. He is the source of every mercy and the God who comforts us. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. You can be sure that the more we suffer for Christ, the more God will shower us with his comfort through Christ. 2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NL&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;When my friend was finished sharing, everyone in the room broke down in tears, praising God for His work in my life. I’d learned to listen and God had spoken. I’d obeyed, and He’d acted. When He acted, I was changed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Needless to say, I packed my bags and experienced some of the best days of my life in Uganda—offering God’s comfort to His troubled women.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOaK6mipaco/TuvpJLsV8HI/AAAAAAAAC90/Ru7ZILwLr9I/s1600/sandy-ralya.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOaK6mipaco/TuvpJLsV8HI/AAAAAAAAC90/Ru7ZILwLr9I/s1600/sandy-ralya.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Sandy and her husband Tom have been married since 1980 and live near Grand Rapids, Michigan. They have three adult children and a growing number of grandchildren. When not writing and speaking, Sandy enjoys shopping at yard sales for vintage clothing, cooking, travelling, and drinking really good coffee (black is best) with her husband.&amp;nbsp;For more information, contact Sandy at s&lt;a href="mailto:andy@beautifulwomanhood.com"&gt;andy@beautifulwomanhood.com&lt;/a&gt;. Subscribe to Sandy’s blog at&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beautifulwomanhood.com/blog"&gt;www.beautifulwomanhood.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;. Find Sandy on Facebook at Beautiful Womanhood. Follow Sandy on Twitter @MentoringWives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5305621071676820831?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5305621071676820831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/where-is-comfort-and-joy-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5305621071676820831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5305621071676820831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/where-is-comfort-and-joy-found.html' title='Where is Comfort and Joy Found?'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3206664512909701130</id><published>2011-12-15T00:01:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:01:08.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By Sibella Giorello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Consider the bride's walk down the aisle. We all know where that woman in the white is going but somehow waiting for her to arrive at the altar is an essential part of the ceremony. In fact, the waiting is so essential that even cheapskate Vegas chapels include wedding marches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Because the wait adds meaning to the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;At Christmas time, we tend to forget this essential truth about anticipation. We're lost to shopping malls and checklists, rushing toward December 25th so quickly that we forget the quiet joy of the month's other 24 days -- and then we wonder why we feel so empty on the 26th, amid ribbons and wrapping paper and our best intentions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Because the wait adds meaning to the moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;And that is why Advent is so important to Christmas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I'm as guilty as the next harried person. This Advent was particularly tricky because just six hours before it started, I was still trying to finish a 110,000-word novel that was written over the course of the year -- written&amp;nbsp;while homeschooling my kids, keeping my hubby happy, and generally making sure the house didn't fall down around us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It's an understatement to say my free time is limited. But waiting adds meaning, and Advent is crucial to Christmas, so I've devised several Advent traditions that are simple, powerful and easy to keep even amid the seasonal rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;When my kids outgrew the simple Advent calendars around age 7, I stole an idea from my writer friend Shelly Ngo (as T.S. Eliot said, "Mediocre writers borrow. Great writers steal." Indulge me.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Here's how it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Find 24 great Christmas books, wrap them individually and place then under the tree. On the first day of Advent, take turns picking which book to open. When we did this, we would cuddle under a blanket and read aloud -- oh, the wonder, the magic! We savored "The Polar Express," howled with "How Murray Saved Christmas," and fell silent at the end of "The Tale of The Three Trees" (note: some of the picture books I chose were not explicitly about Christmas but they always echoed the message that Jesus came to earth to save us from ourselves and to love us beyond our wildest imagination. In that category, Angela Hunt's retelling of The Three Trees definitely hits the Yuletide bull's eye).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;This Advent tradition lasted for about five years. It gave us rich daily discussions about the season's real meaning, without being religious or legalistic, and it increased family couch time. But like the lift-the-flap calendars, my kids outgrew the picture books.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Because the wait adds meaning, and Advent is crucial, I prayed for another way to celebrate anticipation of Christmas. By the grace of God, last year I found an enormous Advent calendar on &amp;nbsp;clearance at Pottery Barn. Made of burlap, it has large pockets big enough to hold some serious bounty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;But my husband and I didn't want the kids focusing only on the materialist stuff for Advent -- we already fight that on Christmas day. We decided to fill the daily pockets with simple necessities and small gift cards. We also&amp;nbsp;printed out the nativity story from Luke 2:1-21 in a large-sized font and cut each verse out. From Day 1 to Day 21, there is one verse to read aloud. The kids memorize it, then get to open their present (again, on alternating days for each person). Then we tape the verse to the wall in order. By Day 22, all the verses are on the wall, in order, and the kids now try to recite the entire nativity story from memory. That's not as difficult as it sounds because they've been memorizing one verse each day. Still, the entire recitation -- verbatim -- usually requires Day 23 and Day 24. Whoever does memorize the entire thing -- without mistakes -- &amp;nbsp;earns a bonus gift of $25.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Does that sounds extravagant?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Because we want our kids to understand that God came down and humbled himself and taught us about love right before He suffered and died on behalf of the undeserving -- which is every one of us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"That's" extravagant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;And in the waiting, we find even more meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcmvVPXxyqE/TQgHVrYbdSI/AAAAAAAACgY/Am2H89BcvkA/s1600/sibella-in-blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcmvVPXxyqE/TQgHVrYbdSI/AAAAAAAACgY/Am2H89BcvkA/s1600/sibella-in-blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sibellagiorello.com/"&gt;Sibella Giorello&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;writes the Raleigh Harmon mystery series which won the Christy Award with its first book "The Stones Cry Out." She lives in Washington state with her husband and children, and often wishes there were 36 hours in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Enjoy these Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom" from some of today's most beloved writer's (Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Sibella Giorello and more)! Please follow the series through Christmas day as each contributor shares heartfelt stories of how God has touched a life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;AND just for fun ... there's also a giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fill out this simple {&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?hl=en_US&amp;amp;formkey=dGVFUTJIV1M5bmRvS19QQW5YMlVFQUE6MQ#gid=0"&gt;form&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enter for a chance to win a beautiful pearl necklace and earring set ($450 value). Contest runs 12/14 - 12/25 and the winner will on 1/1. Contest is only open to US and Canadian residents. You may enter once per day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;If you are unfamiliar with Pearl Girls™, please visit&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and see what we're all about. In short, we exist to support the work of charities that help women and children in the US and around the globe. Consider purchasing a copy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/books"&gt;Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://margaretmcsweeney.com/pearlgirls/"&gt;Pearl Girls products&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(all GREAT gifts!) to help support Pearl Girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3206664512909701130?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3206664512909701130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/advent.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3206664512909701130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3206664512909701130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/advent.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjzghm0p37c/TugDudgfITI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ef0YY8owoGg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-4245824956434421921</id><published>2011-12-14T00:01:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:01:01.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Suzanne Woods Fisher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V43RiXJI8xo/TOLWDF2Ol_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/-MH_NFcR_sg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"You can give without loving, but you can¹t love without giving." Amish proverb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I do it every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I plan for a simpler, less stressful Christmas season and, every year, by Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm exhausted!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;After our delicious and very-time-consuming-to-make traditional Swedish meal to honor my husband¹s relatives (think: Vikings), it's time to head to church. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but the last few Christmas Eve's, I have sent my husband and kids head off without me. The pull to spend an hour of quiet in the house feels as strong as a magnet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It's odd. My children are young adults now. Wouldn't you think that Christmas would be simpler? Instead, it's just the opposite. Jugging schedules to share the grandbaby with the in-laws, trying to include our elderly parents at the best time of day for them, dancing carefully around recently divorced family members whose children are impacted by the shards of broken relationships.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The thing is: you can simplify your to-do list, but you can't really simplify people. We are just a complicated bunch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Here's where I borrow a lesson about simplicity from the Amish. It's easy to get distracted with the buggies and the bonnets and the beards, but there's so much more to learn from these gentle people if you're willing to look a&amp;nbsp;little deeper.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Yes, they live with less "stuff" and that does make for a simpler, less cluttered life. But it's the reason behind it that is so compelling to me: they seek to create margin in their life. Not just empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Wingdings 3'; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;‹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;but space that is available to nourish family, community, and faith. Their Christmas is far less elaborate than yours or mine, but what they do fill it with is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Wingdings 3'; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Š&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;oh so right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Christmas comes quietly on an Amish farmhouse. There is no outward sign of the holiday as we know it: no bright decorations, no big tree in the living room corner. A few modest gifts are waiting for children at their breakfast&amp;nbsp;place settings, covered by a dishtowel. Waiting first for Dad to read the story of Christ's birth from the book of Luke. Waiting until after a special breakfast has been enjoyed. Waiting until Mom and Dad give the signal that&amp;nbsp;the time has come for gifts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Later, if Christmas doesn't fall on a Sunday, extended family and friends will gather for another big meal. If time and weather permits, the late afternoon will be filled with ice skating or sledding. And more food! Always, always an abundance of good food. Faith, family, and community. That is the focus of an Amish Christmas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;And it's also how the story begins for&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Lancaster County Christmas&lt;/i&gt;, as a young family prepares for Christmas. A winter storm blows a non-Amish couple, Jaime and C.J. Fitzpatrick, off-course and into the Riehl farmhouse. An unlikely and tentative friendship develops, until the one thing Mattie and Sol hold most dear disappears and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Wingdings 3'; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Š&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;. Ah, but you¹ll just have to read the story to find out what happens next. Without giving anything away, I will say that I want to create a Mattie-inspired margin this Christmas season. Mattie knew inconveniences and interruptions that come in the form of people (big ones and little ones!) are ordained by God. And blessed by God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Creating margin probably means that I won't get Christmas cards out until the end of January, and my house won't be uber-decorated. After all, something has to give. But it will mean I make time for a leisurely visit with my dad at his Alzheimer's facility. And time to volunteer in the church nursery for a holiday-crowded event. And time to invite a new neighbor over for coffee. Hopefully, it will mean that my energy won't get diverted by a frantic, self-imposed agenda. Only by God's agenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Wingdings 3'; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;‹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;the essence of true simplicity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;And that includes taking time to worship Christ's coming at the Christmas Eve service. You can hold me accountable! This year, I will be there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYbeAzPEo-4/S2uCYojnGyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Dx3_ezbynhs/s1600/Suzanne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYbeAzPEo-4/S2uCYojnGyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Dx3_ezbynhs/s1600/Suzanne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Suzanne Woods Fisher is the bestselling author of The Choice, The Waiting, The Search, and The Keeper, as well as nonfiction books about the Amish, including Amish Peace. Her interest in the Anabaptist cultures can be directly traced to her grandfather, W. D. Benedict, who was raised in the Old Order German Baptist Brethren Church in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne is a Christy Award nominee and is the host of an internet radio show&amp;nbsp;called Amish Wisdom and her work has appeared in many magazines. She lives in California.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suzannewoodsfisher.com/"&gt;www.suzannewoodsfisher.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-4245824956434421921?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/4245824956434421921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/christmas-of-kindness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4245824956434421921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4245824956434421921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/christmas-of-kindness.html' title='A Christmas of Kindness'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V43RiXJI8xo/TOLWDF2Ol_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/-MH_NFcR_sg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3110060513946823034</id><published>2011-12-13T00:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:13:25.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 Pearls Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the 12 Pearls of Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Welcome to the 3rd Annual Pearl Girls™ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;12 Pearls of Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;blogging series!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V43RiXJI8xo/TOLWDF2Ol_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/-MH_NFcR_sg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V43RiXJI8xo/TOLWDF2Ol_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/-MH_NFcR_sg/s1600/12+pearls+log.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We've gathered several of today's most beloved authors to share their Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom"! Please follow along beginning tomorrow (Wednesday the 14th) through Christmas day as Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Rachel Hauck, Sandy Ralya, Sibella Giorello, Susan May Warren and more, share their heartfelt stories of how God has touched their life during this most wonderful time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you'd like to share the 12 Pearls of Christmas with your blog readers too, just email &lt;a href="mailto:ckrumm@litfusegroup.com" target="_blank"&gt;Christen&lt;/a&gt; and she'll send you the series.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND of course there is a giveaway! Beginning tomorrow you and all your friends can enter to win a PEARL NECKLACE and EARRINGS valued at $450! The winner will be announced on New Year's Day! &lt;i&gt;Pearls - a tangible reminder of God's grace to us all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just a quick note before the series begins on the 14th ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I imagine that we are sitting at my kitchen table and chatting over a cup of coffee while familiar Christmas carols celebrate the Season. My twelve year old Chihuahua, Pongo, barks for a pinch of pound cake while my Shih Tzu, Lilly, patiently sits by the chair and waits for a crumb to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is not Martha Stewart, and I will never receive a neighborhood beautification award. Just look at my front stoop. Yes, my never-had-time-to-carve-the-pumpkin-that-now-suffers-from-frostbite slouches next to the front door which is decorated with a Christmas wreath. I plan to roll this large orange ornament to the garbage pile tomorrow. For now, however, I will pretend that my front stoop is a contemplative modern art exhibit capturing the essence of contrast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I love the concept of juxtaposition – placing things together that don’t seem to belong together, yet somehow ultimately make sense being paired. A personal example for me this season is the phrase: “comfort and joy.” Having just completed my manuscript for New Hope Publishers about the aftermath of grief, I fully understand the contrast of those two words. How can comfort bring joy? How can one find joy in loss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, dear reader, you have experienced loss this year – loss of a loved one, loss of friendship, loss of health, &amp;nbsp;loss of financial security, loss of trust, loss of love, or loss of direction. Even with the best intent, words of encouragement shared by others can somehow seem insufficient to address an inconsolable loss. &amp;nbsp;A spoken word cannot fully restore joy to a broken heart; however the Word can. And that’s the bottom line message of Christmas! God gave us the most amazing gift: His Son - &amp;nbsp;the Word of God, the Holy Comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but shall have everlasting life.” (John 3:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-FgGCMV1A/TuZXgt8WYII/AAAAAAAAAV4/RMrWVXZ_PN8/s1600/jesuspearl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-FgGCMV1A/TuZXgt8WYII/AAAAAAAAAV4/RMrWVXZ_PN8/s200/jesuspearl.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are not alone this Christmas, dear friend.&lt;/b&gt; Juxtaposed to the unexpected grit in life is the gift of God’s grace wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. This year I purposely placed a pearl in the Nativity scene as a metaphoric reminder. When we place our grit into the hands of the Lord, His grace transforms our pain into a pearl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Joy to the world!” &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so very much for sharing the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the Season with us this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@mcsweeny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Margaret McSweeney lives with her husband, David and two teenage daughters in the Chicago suburbs. She is the founder and director of Pearl Girls. For more information please visit &lt;a href="http://www.pearlgirls.info/"&gt;www.pearlgirls.info&lt;/a&gt;. Margaret is fast at work on several fiction manuscripts. Her book Pearl Girls: Encountering Grit, Experiencing Grace was written to help fund the Pearl Girl Charities. She is also the host of weekly radio show, Kitchen Chat. Connect with Margaret on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/margaretmcsweeney" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mcsweeney" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3110060513946823034?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3110060513946823034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/twelve-pearls-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3110060513946823034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3110060513946823034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/twelve-pearls-of-christmas.html' title='Welcome to the 12 Pearls of Christmas!'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V43RiXJI8xo/TOLWDF2Ol_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/-MH_NFcR_sg/s72-c/12+pearls+log.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-4240548188410590474</id><published>2011-12-12T00:01:00.039-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:47:58.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet An Author'/><title type='text'>Meet Christian Author Linda Glaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s1600/lindaedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s320/lindaedit.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;Please welcome Linda Glaz to our Meet The Author Day. (Wait for applause to die down.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;May I get you a cup of coffee? Tea? A soft drink? Or just plain water?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; Would you have any diet Dr. Pepper?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; I do. You are a woman after my own heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda&lt;/b&gt;: Yum!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: When and how did you get interested in writing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; I’ve written since I was in junior high. I loved whenever we got a writing assignment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What makes your writing different than other writers? What is your brand? What can a reader expect every time she picks up one of your books?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda&lt;/b&gt;: That even in the suspense genre, there will be humor in one form or another. I love humor, it gets us over so many tough spots in life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br clear="all" style="mso-break-type: section-break; page-break-before: auto;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiTC-PHIB3s/TsuMJXRcsZI/AAAAAAAAC6w/41tacqvvy0I/s1600/PolarBearPlunge_w5082_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiTC-PHIB3s/TsuMJXRcsZI/AAAAAAAAC6w/41tacqvvy0I/s1600/PolarBearPlunge_w5082_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What gave you the inspiration for &lt;i&gt;Polar Bear Plunge&lt;/i&gt;? How was this story placed on your heart? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; My oldest daughter who is a nurse, always wanted me to write a story about a nurse named Aleni. When the call went out from White Rose for Christmas novellas, Aleni came to mind. And since we’re all ex-military in our family, a military hero just had to be part of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What did your characters teach you during the writing of this book? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda&lt;/b&gt;: That it’s okay to move on in life even if you’ve suffered great tragedy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;What impact do you hope this book has upon the reader? Are there any themes you weren't expecting? Any that developed as the story progressed? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; That there are so many different types of love. Aleni has such love and respect for her mother-in-law even though her husband is gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What’s something you wish you’d known earlier that might have saved you some time/frustration in the publishing business? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda: &lt;/b&gt;To do your homework ahead of time and not just blanket the industry with poor writing before its time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What mistakes have you made while seeking publication? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; See sad comment above. Oh my…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-weight: normal; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;What’s the most surprising thing that’s happened in your writing career? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;: Becoming an agent. I would never have guessed that would happen. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Who inspires you? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; Anyone with an intriguing story to tell and the courage to tell it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; My three really impressive kids. An Army captain, a cardiac nurse, and an actress, all three very loving and compassionate people with amazing spouses. And, of course, my three brilliant grandchildren.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Have you received a particularly memorable reader response? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; So far, it’s all been positive. Let’s wait, the vote’s still out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: How can readers find you on the Internet? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; Stop by the&lt;a href="http://lindaglaz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; and share any tidbits you have with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you so much for joining us today. Do you have any parting words? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linda:&lt;/b&gt; NEVER, ever give up on your dreams. You never know when the right person at the right time will take your sleepless nights in their hands and make your dreams come true. Bless you all…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Bless you, Linda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q4U: What is your dream?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-4240548188410590474?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/4240548188410590474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/sharon-please-welcome-linda-glaz-to-our.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4240548188410590474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/4240548188410590474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/sharon-please-welcome-linda-glaz-to-our.html' title='Meet Christian Author Linda Glaz'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s72-c/lindaedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5952379058477084002</id><published>2011-12-10T00:01:00.053-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:01:01.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><title type='text'>Polar Bear Plunge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s1600/lindaedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s320/lindaedit.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;by &lt;a href="http://lindaglaz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Linda Glaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’m a wife and mother of three. I balance being a child of God while also being older than God. Hmmm, scary, but almost true. I’ve been blessed to have had an amazing life so far: Air Force meteorologist during Vietnam era, teaching karate and self-defense along with soccer for 25+ years. I sing and direct in church and community theater musicals where this little old lady sounds more like the guys than the gals. Also scary, but true. I work in a physical therapy clinic three days a week to earn money to keep my writing afloat. My writing life is a 24/7 proposition. When not writing my own stories, I am a literary agent at Hartline Literary Agency. I wear so many different hats I’m surprised I wasn’t invited to the Royal wedding. Blessings to everyone, may your writing dreams all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striving to put meaning back into her life after her husband’s death, Aleni Callan immerses herself in hospital work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry with God, she finds herself even angrier, when hero, Brice Taylor, author of The Human Shield, arrives in the Emergency Room with a concussion and hypothermia after participating in the Polar Bear Plunge. Aleni wants nothing to do with a man who willingly takes chances with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brice doesn’t understood how God could bring him through being a captive in Iraq, when he failed his troops so miserably. Writing about his escape brings fame he would rather avoid. And by meeting widow, Aleni Callan, his feelings of failure only increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Callan with the help of her three-year-old grandson, Ty, scheme to bring Aleni and Brice together. And while the best laid plans often go awry, Megan isn’t one to accept no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Camille Eide says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar Bear Plunge is a touching story that shows how healing from brokenness and bitterness can often come from the last place we expect, and how God is patient and loving enough to send what or whomever it takes to get our attention. Aleni, a war widow, masks a broken heart by throwing herself into her work and into the care of her young son, with the help of her caring mother-in-law. Brice is the last man on earth she could love, but when forced into spending time with him, Aleni discovers he’s not who she thought he was, and is battling wounds of his own. I loved this story, and love seeing how it shows the way God often brings blessing and healing to us in unexpected ways. And the love of nosy, well-meaning relatives never hurts. An&amp;nbsp;intriguing feel good romance for a quick wonderful read anytime, and a special treat for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla Akins says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Glaz's feisty, dramatic voice gives this story its thirst-quenching, Christmas punch. Reading Glaz's enticing work is sheer pleasure. I couldn't put this story down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful war widow meets a dashing young soldier and tends to him after he foolishly risks his life in a Polar Bear Plunge. She's not interested, of course, but God has a way of surprising us when we least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Glaz's military career and experience gives this book it's fantastically authentic voice. This book honors our soldiers home from the war in Afghanistan and spouses who have lost them in that same war. This will make a great gift for military families celebrating Christmas at home or abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to miss out on this Christmas treat! Whether military or civilian, this is sure&amp;nbsp;to be a favorite Christmas classic for years to come. The story is timeless and the message is clear: when we acknowledge God with our steps, he will direct our paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiTC-PHIB3s/TsuMJXRcsZI/AAAAAAAAC6w/41tacqvvy0I/s1600/PolarBearPlunge_w5082_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiTC-PHIB3s/TsuMJXRcsZI/AAAAAAAAC6w/41tacqvvy0I/s1600/PolarBearPlunge_w5082_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Glaz is a fresh new voice in Christian Fiction and I look forward to reading more of her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans we look tend to jump to conclusions based on outward appearances. But God looks on the heart. As Christians, we too often let our own hurts and prejudice keep us from being our best. It also keeps us from helping and reaching out to others as Christ would have us do. How often does God give us a gift and we reject it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when a story teaches me something useful, right along with the characters. In Polar Bear Plunge Linda has written a story with great take-home value and I highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://christianbook.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pelicanbookgroup.com/ec/polar-bear-plunge" target="_blank"&gt;Pelican Book Group:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q4U: &lt;/b&gt;Are you a reader? Do you read only one genre, or do you like many types of stories? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5952379058477084002?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5952379058477084002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/polar-bear-plunge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5952379058477084002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5952379058477084002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/polar-bear-plunge.html' title='Polar Bear Plunge'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9VdS27vf0o/TsuMDwCPWgI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Bh4XCUOY1UE/s72-c/lindaedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2488175089285607225</id><published>2011-12-07T00:01:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:01:01.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>13 Ways To Simplify Your Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guest Blogger:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Alyice Edrich&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Did last year’s Christmas season turn into a big blur? Don’t let it happen to you again this year. Before your “to do” list gets too big, take a step back to decide what this holiday really means to you and how you want to spend it. Then, put the magic back in Christmas and celebrate Christ’s birth at the same time with these simple ideas:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Slow down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be in such a hurry to get from point A to point B. Take the time to enjoy the magic of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Read the story of Christ’s birth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Take time out to remember what the holiday is really about. Read the story of Christ’s birth and explain its meaning to your children, grandchildren, and/or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Bake a birthday cake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help your children make a cake, decorate it, and then on December 24, sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Make a gift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of purchasing an expensive gift that you can’t afford, make your gift recipient’s favorite thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Stay home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make arrangements to visit friends and family the day before or after the holiday so that you can spend Christmas day at home, with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Play games.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What games do you remember playing as a child? Are there any games that an entire group of people can play together? Make time to be a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Light watch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an area in your town that goes all out with outside Christmas decorations? Nothing brings more cheer to the holiday than watching the faces of young children “oh and ah” at the beauty of the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Christmas carol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your family and friends Christmas caroling. You could even bring along a tin can and get donations for your local charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Donate your time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a day, out of the holiday season, to give back to the community. Volunteer in an old folks home—some don’t have family visiting for the holidays. Serve the homeless a hot meal. Hold a drug-addicted baby at your local hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Delegate tasks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t take on the responsibility of making everything work and look perfect. After making your “to do” list, break it up between family members according to age, maturity, and physical ability to get the task done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Request kitchen help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it’s your home. But it’s your family attending the celebration. Ask them to lend a hand cleaning up after the festivities are over. If you can’t get yourself to ask for help, leave the mess for the following day and hire a maid to come in for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Pot luck the meal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because the dinner is taking place in your home doesn’t mean you have to foot the bill or make all the dishes. Ask each visitor to bring a dish, and don’t be afraid to specify what you would like each guest to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Prepare meals ahead of time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare one dish a day and freeze or refrigerate that meal. Reheated food really isn’t that bad and you’ll have more time to mingle and laugh with your guests, instead of missing out on all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember: Creating memories is a priceless gift. Memories will last a lifetime; things only a short-period of time. What’s important is the time you share with those you love—for you never know what tomorrow holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Byline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyice Edrich is a freelance writer and mixed media artist. Stop by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://alyiceedrich.net/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;www.AlyiceEdrich.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to learn how you can hire her for your next project or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thedabblingmum.com/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;www.TheDabblingMum.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read her articles on crafting, parenting, home business, and writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q4U: What have you done to simplify your Christmas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2488175089285607225?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2488175089285607225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/13-ways-to-simplify-your-christmas_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2488175089285607225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2488175089285607225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/13-ways-to-simplify-your-christmas_07.html' title='13 Ways To Simplify Your Christmas'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s72-c/Alyice+Edrich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-6363158284062846187</id><published>2011-12-06T21:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:31:00.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This makes me stop and think'/><title type='text'>A Unique Photograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; font: normal normal normal 10pt/normal arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0.75pt; padding-top: 0.75pt;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="447" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=133eb7d43e98ca9a&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="907" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What's so special about&amp;nbsp;this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;picture of a rock formation near a&amp;nbsp;lake in Burma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The photo can only be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;taken on a specific day once a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;when the sun rays touch the rocks at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;a certain angle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Tilt your head&amp;nbsp;to the left and then look&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;at it again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="447" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=133eb7d43e98ca9a&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="907" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Did you notice anything&amp;nbsp;different?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Yes or no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn the whole scene&amp;nbsp;vertical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=133eb7d43e98ca9a&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;What I find most amazing about this is that God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;with all He has to attend to, knows that we need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;to have moments of amazement. He takes the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;time to create those moments, then allows us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;the joy of discovering them, as well. Our God is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;indeed an awesome god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;With special thanks to the friend who sent me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #e4e4e4; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: What special message has God left in your part of the country?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-6363158284062846187?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/6363158284062846187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/unique-photograph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6363158284062846187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6363158284062846187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/unique-photograph.html' title='A Unique Photograph'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1715693185586253870</id><published>2011-12-05T00:01:00.113-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:01:00.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gina Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet An Author'/><title type='text'>Meet Author Gina Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDQaZq-AFzs/Trgl3TomAsI/AAAAAAAAC5g/hTC_Jgxd1X4/s1600/booksigning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDQaZq-AFzs/Trgl3TomAsI/AAAAAAAAC5g/hTC_Jgxd1X4/s1600/booksigning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: Please welcome Gina Holmes to our Meet The Author Day. (Wait for applause to die down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I get you something to drink Gina? &amp;nbsp;Coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; Coffee, none of that frilly flavored stuff. Cream no sugar. I'm sweet enough. (She grins at that one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here you go. Now sit back and let's talk about your writing journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You just got back from a book signing tour. How did that go?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; I love meeting readers and I'm actually getting some fans which is really nice. Book signings in general can be long, lonely events so I'm glad I had my good friend Ane Mulligan with me to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;I like that idea of having someone with you.&amp;nbsp;I'm sure Ane helped keep things lively.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When and how did you get interested in writing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; I started out as most writers do, with my nose in a book. I grew up from 6 on with my father and step mother who are not book people. My sisters in that household were sports people so while everyone else was outside running around, kicking a ball, I was reading fairy tales. My parents used to have to force me outside. It got quite aggravating for them. As far as writing goes, in high school, it finally dawned on me that my classmates were sweating the essay part of tests while I knew I'd ace it without effort. In college I turned in a paper and for the first time watched someone delight in my words. I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the neat thing I've learned on my own writing journey&amp;nbsp;is that reading is mandatory homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who has been one of your best encouragers on your writing journey?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; There are many. Too many to name but from the start it's been Cindy Sproles (of Christian Devotions), and my two critique partners and besties, Ane Mulligan and Jessica Dotta, who are both wonderful writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Do you still experience self-doubts regarding your work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;I do and I don't. I know whether something I'm writing is really good, or mediocre. Of course I want everything I write to be excellent, but I don't need a reviewer to tell me when I fall short. I know it. The tough part at this stage is to read mean reviews. Not subjective I didn't like it stuff but truly unkind ones. Something about the anonymity of the internet gives certain people the courage to say whatever they want without giving thought that the writer has feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;What keeps you writing in times of uncertainty?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remind myself that I'm working for the Kingdom, not for sales, though those are nice, not for accolades, and those are nice as well, but to please my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Is there a particularly difficult set back that youve gone through in your writing career you are willing to share?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; Writing my sophomore novel was a thorn. It started out as third person half told from the wife's pov and half from the husband. I just wasn't nailing it that way and my editor asked me to rewrite it all first person from the husband's. That was a tough rewrite. There were several on that book. I pray nothing will ever be that tough to write again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;What makes your writing different than other writers? What is your brand? &lt;b&gt;What can a reader expect every time she picks up one of your books?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; I think I deal with some really difficult subjects and I don't sugarcoat it, or try not to. It's tough to show flawed people doing flawed things without being too graphic and to make it real, but I truly try to show the good, bad and the ugly. My brand I suppose is family drama. When a reader picks up one of my books, I hope they will always be challenged to consider another point of view and to be pointed to the truth of God's love, consequences of sin, and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Family Drama. I like that term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What gave you the inspiration for Dry as Rain? How was this story placed on your heart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; I go into pretty good detail about the inspiration behind this story in this month's Christian Fiction Online Magazine. It's a very personal story of my own failed marriage and God working on my once judgmental heart. I'd encourage those who are curious to read that article. (Under "Publisher's Choice".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;In Dry as Rain, what was your favorite scene to write?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; When the main character flies out to Milan to spend the day with his wife. They got to visit places I dream of one day going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think we also read to visit those places we dream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which were your most difficult parts to write in this story?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; The most difficult scene to write was the main character finding redemption. As I wrote the story I kept thinking I wouldn't have forgiven him, couldn't have, so how in the world was I going to write him being worthy of it? When he finally comes clean near the end of the book and pours out his heart, I found myself saying, "I couldn't not have forgiven him." It was painful to write because it changed my own heart. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Of your own experiences, what influenced the writing of Eric Yoshida the most? What features became aspects that were Eric Yoshida’s alone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;See the article from CFOM I mentioned. &lt;a href="http://www.christianfictiononlinemagazine.com/home_publisher.html"&gt;http://www.christianfictiononlinemagazine.com/home_publisher.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;During the writing of &amp;nbsp;Dry as Rain, what did your characters teach you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; That some people really do change. Repentance and grace isn't just for me or certain sins but for everyone and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;What impact do you hope this book has upon the reader?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; I hope the reader is reminded not to take their spouse for granted, that romantic love can be delicate and hearts definitely are. I also hope that those who might be considering infidelity will get a broader picture of the consequences before they do something that can never be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;What’s something you wish you had known earlier that might have saved you some time/frustration in the publishing business?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;Definitely, choose carefully what you write. I'd recommend those who are good writers but can't seem to sell to outline a plot and give it to some folks in the know and ask their opinion. I wasted time on plots no one was interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;I'll keep that in mind, Gina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What mistakes have you made while seeking publication?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;What mistakes haven't I made? I'm the type that has to make every mistake at least once, and I did. My first submission was a twenty-something font rhyming children's book with a hit you upside the head moral which I promptly mailed to a bunch of miscellaneous NY agents. That was just for starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;But you stuck at it, and hold actual books in your hand to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How has being published changed your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I have some respect that I didn't have before. In the past, my family would kind of give me a kind pat on the head when I would talk about my writing. I think some of them are genuinely shocked I actually have books out now. Also, even though I'm giving the same writing advice I was before I published, people half listen to me now. Other than that, not a whole lot. I make about half of what I made as a nurse, so I'm not richer. I spend a lot more time in my PJs and have to struggle with not letting myself go, forcing myself to get outside and exercise so there are challenges as well. Still, there's nothing I'd rather be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;After reading your first too books, I'm sure you are planning another book? &lt;b&gt;What will the next story be about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;I'm contracted with Tyndale for another two. The book I'm working on now is my favorite so far and tells the story of a battered wife struggling with whether she is biblically allowed to leave the marriage. It's a story of friendship, courage and love. It's very close to my heart for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm eager to read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who are your favorite authors or books both Christian and/or secular?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;I think Tosca Lee is an amazing story teller, so is Francine Rivers and Charles Martin. As for secular, Geraldine Brooks writes magnificently and Arthur Golden paints such a vivid picture that it awes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've read the first two authors. I'll have to check out the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who most inspires you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; My husband and children and then those who are living out their faith in missions both at home and abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; The wonderful men my boys are growing up to be. I can't take full credit, but you can't watch and listen to them and not know that I've done something right. Praise God that He took someone with a past as troubled as mine and somehow turned me into a good parent. Praise God for miracles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you received a particularly memorable reader response from your novels?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; My debut, Crossing Oceans, has brought me many. Nothing as powerful as someone coming to Christ because of it but I've had a few people tell me they hugged the book when they finish. I've only done that with one novel, Redeeming Love, and I know that feeling. What an honor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;What is your favorite and least favorite part of being a writer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; My favorite part is knowing that my words have eternal value. Which is also my least favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, that's true. Putting our words out there is a scary thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can readers find you on the Internet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ginaholmes.com/"&gt;www.ginaholmes.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.inspireafire.com/"&gt;www.inspireafire.com&lt;/a&gt;, or www.novelrocket.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Any parting words?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina:&lt;/b&gt; Thanks for having me. (She flashes another one of her famous grins.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; The pleasure was all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: medium; line-height: 33px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you pick up a book, what do you look at first? What are you hoping to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1715693185586253870?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1715693185586253870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/meet-author-gina-holmes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1715693185586253870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1715693185586253870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/meet-author-gina-holmes.html' title='Meet Author Gina Holmes'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDQaZq-AFzs/Trgl3TomAsI/AAAAAAAAC5g/hTC_Jgxd1X4/s72-c/booksigning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1856426604310521649</id><published>2011-12-03T00:01:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:01:01.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gina Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Dry as Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XOTUg2cqfI/TrVle2xb6aI/AAAAAAAAC3k/ramqZKlBHCE/s1600/gina-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XOTUg2cqfI/TrVle2xb6aI/AAAAAAAAC3k/ramqZKlBHCE/s320/gina-1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ginaholmes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;by Gina Holmes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina Holmes is the President and founder of Inspire a Fire and Novel Rocket and award-winning author of Crossing Oceans and Dry as Rain. In 1998, Gina began her career penning articles and short stories in Ten years, and a stack of rejection letters later, she held her first published novel. She holds degrees in science and nursing and currently resides with her husband and children in southern Virginia. In her own words, she works too hard, laughs too loud, and longs to see others heal from their past and discover their God-given purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina is a gifted writer, speaker, and conference teacher. &amp;nbsp;She is available to speak on many subjects, including: writing, publishing, faith, motherhood, balancing career and family, &amp;nbsp;surrendering all to God, motivation, finding a calling, tithing from every aspect of your life, facing death, surviving divorce, ministering outside the choir, and many other topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Igsy9mrEfCw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every broken vow lies a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Eric and Kyra Yoshida first met, they thought their love would last forever. But like many marriages, theirs has gradually crumbled, one thoughtless comment and misunderstanding at a time, until the ultimate betrayal pushes them beyond reconciliation. Though Eric longs to reunite with Kyra, the only woman he has truly loved, he has no idea how to repair the damage that’s been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a car accident erases part of Kyra’s memory—including her separation from Eric—and a glimmer of hope rises from the wreckage. Is this a precious opportunity for the fresh start Eric has longed for? Does he even deserve the chance to find forgiveness and win back Kyra’s heart . . . or will the truth blow up in his face, shattering their last hope for happiness? A richly engaging story of betrayal and redemption, Dry as Rain illuminates with striking emotional intensity the surprising truth of what it means to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;NOTHING DRY ABOUT THIS ONE&lt;br /&gt;By Kym McNabney "Writing From The Soul" (Illinois) &lt;br /&gt;This review is from: Dry as Rain (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Yoshida never imagined he'd be in the position he found himself in after his wife discovered an email from an attractive coworker at the car dealership he worked for. Though their marriage was far from perfect, he hadn't done anything wrong. Eric's wife thought differently and sent him packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hope is lost, or so Eric believes. That's until his wife, Kyra, is involved in an accident that erases part of her memory. Eric believes God has given him a second chance, but is plagued with worry that when Kyra's memory returns, she'll discover what he's done? Or whether or not she'll forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're taking a chance when you purchase a book by an author you're not familiar with, especially when it's a debut novel. GINA HOLMES first novel, CROSSING OCEANS, was recommended to me as a MUST read by a friend. I can't say enough about how amazing it is. I'm forever grateful that I was introduced to this wonderfully talented writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received the chance to read MS. HOMLES second novel, DRY AS RAIN, I didn't hesitate. I imaged it would be good, though I had to wonder if she could pull off another novel as amazing as CROSSING OCEANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began to read DRY AS RAIN, I soon realized I would be immersed in another fascinating story. One that I would lose track of time and feel as though I were living right in the mist of the characters lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the exceptional writing, remarkable lines, three dimensional characters, and wonderful storyline, I'm forever changed by the uniqueness of how MRS. HOLMES plays out the plot. Most stories are predictable with a twist here and there. I have yet to be disappointed with how MRS. HOLMES carries out the story from the very first word to the very last. It will leave you fully satisfied, with no desire to change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRY AS RAIN is a realistic, wonderfully amazing love story. One that will illustrate the reality of so many marriages, entwined with fears, trials and tribulations, as well as hope, grace, forgiveness, and second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRY AS RAIN has a special place in my heart with characters what will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So impacted by this story, I plan on purchasing a Beta fish as a reminder that love is worth working for, and with God's grace, there's always hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vexjZmwnei4/TrVmERVwZvI/AAAAAAAAC3s/y5eZWIy0aF4/s1600/DryAsRain_3D-21-242x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vexjZmwnei4/TrVmERVwZvI/AAAAAAAAC3s/y5eZWIy0aF4/s1600/DryAsRain_3D-21-242x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take: &lt;/b&gt;Do you believe in second chances?&lt;br /&gt;Gina Holmes hooked me as a reader after her debut novel Crossing Oceans released in 2010. When Dry as Rain came out I, of course, had to read it. &amp;nbsp;Dry as Rain does not have the same tone as her first one. I recommend you go into this one with that understanding. Sometimes we get hung up on wanting a book just like the last one we read. Gina Holmes is much more talented than that.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could understand Eric wanting to grab this second chance. But what a risk he took. Any woman would have known that. And Kyra’s women friends tried to tell him. . . I recommend the book.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dry-as-Rain-Gina-Holmes/dp/1414333064/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320508600&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dry-as-rain-gina-holmes/1102466158?ean=9781414333069&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=dry%252bas%252brain" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/dry-as-rain-gina-holmes/9781414333069/pd/333069?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=915120&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased the paperback from Amazon and I'll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. A new book review is posted each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dry as Rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Have you read either of Gina Holmes’s novels? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1856426604310521649?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1856426604310521649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/dry-as-rain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1856426604310521649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1856426604310521649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/dry-as-rain.html' title='Dry as Rain'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XOTUg2cqfI/TrVle2xb6aI/AAAAAAAAC3k/ramqZKlBHCE/s72-c/gina-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1088823646893451878</id><published>2011-12-01T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:01:02.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>13 Ways To Simplify Your Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Alyice Edrich&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Did last year’s Christmas season turn into a big blur? Don’t let it happen to you again this year. Before your “to do” list gets too big, take a step back to decide what this holiday really means to you and how you want to spend it. Then, put the magic back in Christmas and celebrate Christ’s birth at the same time with these simple ideas:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1. Slow down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Don’t be in such a hurry to get from point A to point B. Take the time to enjoy the magic of the season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2. Read the story of Christ’s birth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Take time out to remember what the holiday is really about. Read the story of Christ’s birth and explain its meaning to your children, grandchildren, and/or friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;3. Bake a birthday cake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Help your children make a cake, decorate it, and then on December 24, sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;4. Make a gift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Instead of purchasing an expensive gift that you can’t afford, make your gift recipient’s favorite thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;5. Stay home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Make arrangements to visit friends and family the day before or after the holiday so that you can spend Christmas day at home, with your loved ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;6. Play games.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;What games do you remember playing as a child? Are there any games that an entire group of people can play together? Make time to be a kid again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;7. Light watch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Is there an area in your town that goes all out with outside Christmas decorations? Nothing brings more cheer to the holiday than watching the faces of young children “oh and ah” at the beauty of the lights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;8. Christmas carol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Take your family and friends Christmas caroling. You could even bring along a tin can and get donations for your local charity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;9. Donate your time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Take a day, out of the holiday season, to give back to the community. Volunteer in an old folks home—some don’t have family visiting for the holidays. Serve the homeless a hot meal. Hold a drug-addicted baby at your local hospital.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;10. Delegate tasks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Don’t take on the responsibility of making everything work and look perfect. After making your “to do” list, break it up between family members according to age, maturity, and physical ability to get the task done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;11. Request kitchen help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Sure, it’s your home. But it’s your family attending the celebration. Ask them to lend a hand cleaning up after the festivities are over. If you can’t get yourself to ask for help, leave the mess for the following day and hire a maid to come in for a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;12. Pot luck the meal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Just because the dinner is taking place in your home doesn’t mean you have to foot the bill or make all the dishes. Ask each visitor to bring a dish, and don’t be afraid to specify what you would like each guest to bring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;13. Prepare meals ahead of time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Prepare one dish a day and freeze or refrigerate that meal. Reheated food really isn’t that bad and you’ll have more time to mingle and laugh with your guests, instead of missing out on all the fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Just remember: Creating memories is a priceless gift. Memories will last a lifetime; things only a short-period of time. What’s important is the time you share with those you love—for you never know what tomorrow holds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Byline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Alyice Edrich is a freelance writer and mixed media artist. Stop by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alyiceedrich.net/" style="background-color: white; color: #114170; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" target="_blank"&gt;www.AlyiceEdrich.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to learn how you can hire her for your next project or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedabblingmum.com/" style="background-color: white; color: #114170; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" target="_blank"&gt;www.TheDabblingMum.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read her articles on crafting, parenting, home business, and writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1088823646893451878?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1088823646893451878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/13-ways-to-simplify-your-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1088823646893451878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1088823646893451878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/12/13-ways-to-simplify-your-christmas.html' title='13 Ways To Simplify Your Christmas'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s72-c/Alyice+Edrich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5556160101399190724</id><published>2011-11-30T00:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:01:04.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Innovative Ways to Help Your Favorite Charity This Holiday Season – Without Spending A Dime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="background-color: white;" type="cite"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWtCi5UilII/TsxTM2XzrFI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/VxauwrGbyXg/s1600/empty+wallet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWtCi5UilII/TsxTM2XzrFI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/VxauwrGbyXg/s1600/empty+wallet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;New report&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;says almost 70 percent of people will give less this holiday season&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;and so supporters are getting creative with their giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Los Angeles, CA – November 15, 2011 – As the economy continues to squeeze donors, a recent report conducted by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marketwatch.com/story/two-thirds-of-donors-plan-to-cut-back-on-charitable-giving-due-to-economic-woes-2011-08-23" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Campbell Rinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;showed disturbing results—that nearly 7 in 10 Americans say they will give more sparingly to charities in the coming months. As a result, people are looking for other ways to support their favorite causes this holiday giving season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here are five ways people can “give without giving”:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Shop online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodshop.com/" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodShop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;works with more than 2,500 retailers (including&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/amazon/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/gap/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/target/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/staples/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Staples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/macys/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Macy’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;) to give a percentage of almost every purchase back to the shopper’s favorite charity.&amp;nbsp; In addition, GoodShop lists more than 100,000 coupons so that shoppers can save money and do good at the same time!&amp;nbsp; GoodShop currently works with more than 102,000 charities and schools.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;We can provide you with a list in your area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;See how it works&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/GoodSearchVideos#p/a/u/0/Rijmf7-kmi4" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Search the Internet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodSearch.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dona&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;tes about a penny per search to the charity the user designates.&amp;nbsp; It’s powered by Yahoo so users get great search results!&amp;nbsp; Together with GoodShop, GoodSearch has raised more than $8 million for charity! See how it works&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/GoodSearchVideos#p/a/u/0/Rijmf7-kmi4" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Redeem credit card points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ask members to turn their unused credit card points into a charitable donation to your cause. Both&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://amex.justgive.org/about/donorFaqs.jsp#1a" style="color: blue;" target="_blank" title="American Express (opens in new window)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;American Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://rewards.thankyou.com/b2r/merchandise/MerchandiseHome.do" style="color: blue;" target="_blank" title="Citi Card (opens in new window)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Citi Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;offer this program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Volunteer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are a handful of companies that match volunteer hours with funds. For example,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/about/corporatecitizenship/en-us/our-actions/in-the-community/employee-programs.aspx" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Microsoft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;will match volunteer time at $17 an hour through its Volunteer Time Matching program.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boeing.com/companyoffices/aboutus/community/gift_matching.html" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Boeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exxonmobil.com/Family-English/HR/Citizen/Family_forms_gifts.asp" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Exxon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intel.com/about/corporateresponsibility/community/matchgrants.htm" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Intel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chevron.com/news/press/release/?id=2008-03-04" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Chevron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bankofamerica.com/teambank/" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Bank of America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;have similar programs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Dine out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodsearch.com/gooddining.aspx" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodDining.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;works with more than 10,000 restaurants across the country and each time you dine, up to 6% of what you spend is donated to your favorite charity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;We can provide you a list of restaurants in your area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Recycle your old electronics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Send your electronics to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gazelle.com/gazelle-for-good" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Gazelle.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and cash generated from that will be donated to charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;About GoodSearch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Headquartered in San Francisco, CA, GoodSearch empowers people to change the world through simple everyday actions that raise money for causes people care most about.&amp;nbsp; Launched in 2005, the service currently includes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodSearch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, a Yahoo-powered search engine and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/goodshop.aspx" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodShop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, an online shopping and coupon portal which works with more than 2,500 top merchants including&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/jcpenney/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;jcpenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/lands-end/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Lands' End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/staples/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Staples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsearch.com/hp/coupons" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;HP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, and now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodsearch.com/gooddining.aspx" style="color: blue;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GoodDining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To date, GoodSearch has donated more than $8 million to over 102,000 charities and schools designated by its users.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;For press inquiries, contact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;JJ Ramberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWtCi5UilII/TsxTM2XzrFI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/VxauwrGbyXg/s72-c/empty+wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5210216397165185978</id><published>2011-11-28T00:01:00.042-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T00:01:01.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet An Author'/><title type='text'>Meet Christian Author Beverly Varnado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJzmS4a1vA0/Ts0RzThd1eI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/cUUI4RRiKIE/s1600/Varnado_012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJzmS4a1vA0/Ts0RzThd1eI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/cUUI4RRiKIE/s320/Varnado_012.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Please welcome my friend &amp;nbsp;Beverly Varnado to our Meet the Author Day. (Wait for applause to die down.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;May I get you a cup of coffee Beverly? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly&lt;/b&gt;: Better skip the coffee. I save my caffeine allowance for chocolate consumption.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; All right. When and how did you get interested in writing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I started a little magazine when I was eight years old and sold it door to door. The magazine quickly folded.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;Awww.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;I continued writing and through the years filled up boxes of journals. During that time, my writing was quite private, but about a dozen years ago, I felt God calling me to start this adventure of writing for others to read.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: That is a little scary, isn’t it? Who has been one of your best encouragers on your writing journey?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt; In 1999, I wrote Jan Karon and told her how much her “Mitford” books had meant to me while I was recovering from Post Traumatic Stress after a trauma. Karon’s fiction seemed a balm to my soul. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In December, I received a note from Blowing Rock, North Carolina. Karon took the time to respond to my letter, and encouraged me to pursue writing myself. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her letter now hangs on my office wall. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another mentor is Madeleine L ‘Engle. Her practical writing advice has sustained me through many a downward turn. I keep an anthology of L ‘Engle’s writing instruction, &lt;i&gt;Herself,&lt;/i&gt; on my desk at all times. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Even though you’ve won awards and you are now published, do you still experience self-doubts regarding your work?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure I’ve ever met a writer who does not deal with self-doubt on some level. I recently read that Harper Lee in the days before &lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/i&gt; was released only hoped the book would die a quick death at the hands of the reviewers. Not to compare myself to her in any way, but that sentiment gives me hope that even the best struggle with doubts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What keeps you writing in times of uncertainty? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; In this past year, while I’ve been trying to get this book out, both my husband and my father have been diagnosed with cancer. I’ve also faced another serious continuing challenge, and if any word has characterized my life, it would be “uncertain.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, Bev, I am so sorry!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt; Writing is what I do. It doesn’t matter if the day is rosy or gray, I just keep writing. Writing is for me what a missionary friend in Ethiopia calls a “constant in a sea of change.” The rejections come and I keep writing. The disappointments mount and I keep writing. I place in a contest, and I keep writing. I get an option on a screenplay and I keep writing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In this way, I’d compare it to faith. We believe not because of our feelings, or what we see, but because of our relationship with and our faith in God. If we didn’t, we’d turn back in times of difficulty. If writing is a calling, it doesn’t matter how we feel about it, we press on and write in faithful obedience to the one who has called our name and leads us on this journey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What can a reader expect every time she picks up one of your books?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly&lt;/b&gt;: In the movie &lt;i&gt;Becoming Jane, &lt;/i&gt;after being disappointed in love, Jane Austen is asked how it will turn out for her characters. I’m paraphrasing here, but how she answered is that she’d give her characters some trouble, but in the end they’d get what they want. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I write to give readers hope. And I believe what readers will walk away with in my stories is a renewed confidence in God’s redemptive power. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; I’m a sucker for happy endings. So what gave you the inspiration for &lt;i&gt;Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees?&lt;/i&gt; How was this story placed on your heart?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1C9lhQzVpA/Ts0R7OxR9bI/AAAAAAAAC7g/WtwGqzkRKYA/s1600/photo+%252892%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1C9lhQzVpA/Ts0R7OxR9bI/AAAAAAAAC7g/WtwGqzkRKYA/s320/photo+%252892%2529.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly&lt;/b&gt;: The story line of &lt;i&gt;Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees&lt;/i&gt; emerged from research I was doing in some nineteenth century primary sources about the poet Sidney Lanier. That material connected with the story of a chestnut pen I’d bought from a local artist, and then I began to hear a fourteen-year-old girl telling this story. Somehow, it all came together as I wrote the screenplay and the novel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; And your character,&amp;nbsp; Mary Helen had that chestnut pen. I remember that. I think that’s the best way to get a title. When it’s somehow connected or organic to the story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;How can readers find you on the Internet?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt; At my blog &lt;a href="http://bev-oneringingbell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;One Ringing Bell &lt;/a&gt;or my &lt;a href="http://www.beverlyvarnado.com/" target="_blank"&gt;website.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;Great. I’ll have to check it out myself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Any parting words?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly:&lt;/b&gt; I love the characters in this book. When I was editing, I still cried even though I knew what was going to happen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I quote from movies a lot, because I’m also a screenwriter. Beatrix Potter said in &lt;i&gt;Miss Potter &lt;/i&gt;that her characters were her friends. I’m hoping that my friends become my readers’ friends, as well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Spoken like a true writer. Our characters are our friends!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&lt;/b&gt; Just a reminder that we are featuring Bev Varnado’s book &lt;i&gt;Give My Love to the &lt;br /&gt;Chestnut Trees&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;this week.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday through Friday of the following week. A new book review is posted each Saturday which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Each post gives you one chance to win the book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am sorry, but posts on facebook are easily lost so they do not count toward the contest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Are you a reader? What is the first thing you look for in a novel?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5210216397165185978?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5210216397165185978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-christian-author-beverly-varnado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5210216397165185978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5210216397165185978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-christian-author-beverly-varnado.html' title='Meet Christian Author Beverly Varnado'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJzmS4a1vA0/Ts0RzThd1eI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/cUUI4RRiKIE/s72-c/Varnado_012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-930983780696436523</id><published>2011-11-26T00:01:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T00:01:00.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beverly Varnado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI-l7npWGpw/TrVahqiT0NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/fxEP890XTJM/s1600/Bev_s_photos_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI-l7npWGpw/TrVahqiT0NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/fxEP890XTJM/s320/Bev_s_photos_006.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beverlyvarnado.com/" target="_blank"&gt;by Beverly Varnado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the Author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Bev at a Christian Writers conference in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Then later she met with me in the prayer room of the ACFW conference in the fall. She asked who I was meeting (Agents ~ Editors?) When I said I wasn't ready she scolded me and prayed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we celebrate together over Beverly Varnado's debut novel &lt;i&gt;Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her passion for writing began at an early age when at eight she published her first magazine which she sold door to door for a nickel. She also received a long awaited present of a journal for her birthday that year. The magazine folded in the first week, but the journal writing continues to the present day, filling her closets to overflowing with decades of reflections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, Beverly graduated from college cum laude with a degree in art, which helps her write a more painterly world. Her Southern fiction emanates from her soul and reflects her love of the arts and nature as well as her desire to glorify God in all that she does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly writes to give readers hope in the redemptive purposes of God. She has spoken and sung about this hope for many years in churches and civic clubs at the local and state level in Georgia. She has been a songwriter for twenty-five years and produced two projects composed of her own compositions. She led worship services in her church for and in maximum-security prisons for women for many years. Across the years, she has had the privilege of seeing hundreds of women make decisions for Christ in these institutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the ten years she spent working in the fashion industry, the two years directing a ministry, and nine years home schooling her children she has also been involved in many volunteer efforts which have included: former President of the North Georgia Conference of the United Methodist Church Clergy Spouses, Lay Witness Mission Movement participant, certified lay speaker in the United Methodist Church, board member for the University of Georgia Wesley Foundation and a participant in the Athens Symphony Chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 2005, Blue Ridge Mountain Conference Beverly received three awards in the unpublished author’s contest. Since that time, she has received two honorable mentions in the 2007 Writer’s Digest Competition, and was a finalist in the 2008 and 2009 Gideon Media Arts Screenplay Contests. In 2009, Beverly was named a finalist in the international screenwriting competition, the Kairos Prize. She’s included in a book released in 2010, Faith and Finance. In addition, in 2010 she placed in the top ten for the Jerry Jenkins Christian Writers Guild Operation First Novel. Among her other writing credits are Focus on the Family parenting magazines, and the Upper Room. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, she’s signed a contract with Elevating Entertainment Motion Pictures to produce her screenplay, “Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to a writing competition sponsored by the East Metro Atlanta Christian Writers, Beverly was awarded a book deal with Westbow/Thomas Nelson. Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees and the book was released in October 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in North Georgia with her husband, Jerry, their two children, two dogs, and several cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an accident causes the loss of a treasured vintage pen, Mary Helen Reynolds relives the summer of 1988 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen-year-old Mary Helen wants life to stay the same—small, safe, and protected—but her world starts to unravel when cancer strikes her mother. Mary Helen is sent from her home in Asheville, North Carolina, to St. Simons Island, Georgia, to live with her eccentric artist aunt. The island, Mary Helen soon discovers, is surrounded by the marshes made famous by poet Sidney Lanier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised by her aunt’s ways and island culture, all Mary Helen wants to do is return home, but then she meets Ben, whose passion for the island opens her mind to new possibilities. What happens next sends her on a challenging journey of self-discovery. Will Mary Helen embrace the changes in her life, which may lead to something greater than she’s ever dreamed, or will she continue to cling to all that’s familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever she chooses, one thing’s for sure—she’ll never forget the summer she first saw the Marshes of Glynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;By Eddie "Eddie" (Georgia) - See all my reviews&lt;br /&gt;This review is from: Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees (Kindle Edition)&lt;br /&gt;It's not often I'm surprised by a book, but this book captured me from the beginning. I knew early on I would like this story. In fact, out of the hundreds of novels I've read, I'd rank this book in my top 10 fiction books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees is a rich, character based novel. Each of the characters came alive and seemed real enough to know and care about. The setting is in small-town St Simons. It's easy to believe this town's setting as a young teen experiences the flavor of the past and carries it with her into the future. Each person came alive on the page with so many different personalities, quirks, and qualities. It was nice to watch a self-centered girl transform through the difficulties of life and through the influence of an eccentric aunt who cares for her during a summer when her mother was ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I appreciate about this novel is that it has a strong Christian message, yet without being preachy. It's real people with real struggles. People I believe you will also enjoy getting to know and care about as the story moves along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough good things about this book. The writing is exceptional, as is the storytelling and the development of the characters. There wasn't any point in the novel when the story lost momentum. It's a clean read and kept my interest from beginning until the end. I suspect we'll be seeing great things from this author in the future. It's an excellent debut novel and hopefully the first of many. I'd give it 6 stars if I could. Highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziGd-qkRkFA/TrVaqZ1JqpI/AAAAAAAAC3c/66FY2XBtdg4/s1600/FRONT_COVER_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziGd-qkRkFA/TrVaqZ1JqpI/AAAAAAAAC3c/66FY2XBtdg4/s320/FRONT_COVER_.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about relationships. I&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;people are more improtant than things. We all deal with family, neighbors, workmates. And learning to understand and grow in our relationships is what makes life worth living. So I picked up Bev’s book and begin to read. And I met Mary Helen who is sent away from home at a very vulnerable time in her life. She’s a fish out of water and can’t help but resent it. But then things happen that take her out of herself and she responds and learns and grows. &amp;nbsp;This book has take home value and I highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Give-My-Love-Chestnut-Trees/dp/1449723608/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320506737&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/give-my-love-to-the-chestnut-trees-beverly-varnado/1105835023?ean=9781449723613&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=give%252bmy%252blove%252bto%252" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Beverly sent me a copy of Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees. I'll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday. A new book review is posted each week which may or may not have a contest connected with it. See the Book contest information on the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Do you read Women's Fiction? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-930983780696436523?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/930983780696436523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/give-my-love-to-chestnut-trees.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/930983780696436523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/930983780696436523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/give-my-love-to-chestnut-trees.html' title='Give My Love to the Chestnut Trees'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI-l7npWGpw/TrVahqiT0NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/fxEP890XTJM/s72-c/Bev_s_photos_006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-6761241687571846704</id><published>2011-11-24T00:01:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T00:01:00.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Early America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6a6Vq9Vlw8/TrrBPetcUrI/AAAAAAAAC54/mPj7HPEAk5w/s1600/Elaine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6a6Vq9Vlw8/TrrBPetcUrI/AAAAAAAAC54/mPj7HPEAk5w/s1600/Elaine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When we sit down at our Thanksgiving meal this month, we’ll be recreating a celebration that is as old as our country: sharing food with loved ones while thanking the God Who has provided the abundance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;While we understand that the First Thanksgiving was celebrated here by the Mayflower survivors along with the Indians that had helped them, the first official proclamation that was decreed to celebrate such a holiday was in 1777. It was a recommendation to the thirteen states by the Continental Congress to set aside December 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;that year as a “solemn thanksgiving” to celebrate the first major victory for the Continental troops in the American Revolution: the Battle of Saratoga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Battle of Saratoga has significant interest for my own family since one of my ancestors was a soldier there. But he was not on the American side—he was a British Redcoat. After surrendering to the Americans, he escaped the line of prisoners and somehow made his way to Massachusetts and into the life and heart of my fourth great-grandmother. *SIGH* L’amour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This family story was the inspiration for my Deer Run Saga that begins in 1777 with&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. There is an elaborate Thanksgiving meal scene in this novel as well as in the sequel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Promise of Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some may wonder why such detail was afforded this holiday in my novels set in Massachusetts, while Christmas is barely mentioned. The reason is simple: Thanksgiving was the major holiday in the northern colonies, with Christmas considered nothing more special than a workday. According to Jack Larkin in his book,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Reshaping of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, “The Puritan founders of New England and the Quaker settlers of Pennsylvania had deliberately abolished (holidays) as unscriptural.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But Thanksgiving was begun as a way to give thanks to God for His provision. It usually began with attending church services in the morning, followed by an elaborate feast in the afternoon. The food for this meal was prepared for weeks in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Since the individual state governors chose their own date to celebrate the holiday, it was theoretically possible for some family members—if they lived in close proximity—to celebrate multiple Thanksgiving meals with family and friends across state borders. The dates chosen could be anywhere from October to December, according to Dennis Picard, Director of the Storrowton Village Museum in West Springfield, Massachusetts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chicken was most commonly served, said Picard, as it was readily available in the barnyard. And the oldest woman in the home had the honor of slicing the fowl for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pies were made well in advance of the holiday and stored and became frozen in dresser drawers in unheated rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“I like the idea of pulling out a dresser drawer for, say, a clean pair of socks, and finding mince pies,” said Picard, tongue in cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have a BLESSED Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="color: black; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #183861;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author Bio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #183861;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px;" valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://e2ma.net/userdata/14449/images/small/scaled_e1320854992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper grew up in Massachusetts but now lives in the Midwest with her husband, her three dogs and one huge cat. She has two married sons and triplet grandchildren who are now one years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The Promise of Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;is dedicated to the triplets and to veterans who suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.Elaine has been a magazine freelance writer for many years, and is a regular contributor to a blog on the Midwest called The Barn Door (&lt;a href="http://www.thebarndoor.net/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;www.thebarndoor.net&lt;/a&gt;) and a blog on Christian living called Reflections In Hindsight (&lt;a href="http://reflectionsinhindsight.wordpress.com/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;ReflectionsInHindsight.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;). She is the author of&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the sequel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The Promise of Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;. Prior to becoming an author, Elaine worked as a registered nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-6761241687571846704?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/6761241687571846704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-in-early-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6761241687571846704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6761241687571846704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-in-early-america.html' title='Thanksgiving in Early America'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6a6Vq9Vlw8/TrrBPetcUrI/AAAAAAAAC54/mPj7HPEAk5w/s72-c/Elaine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1370676796580114310</id><published>2011-11-22T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:18:19.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Using our Talents'/><title type='text'>THE COLORED-CHALK MAN IS BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; width: 624px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;This guy continues to amaze people with his sidewalk 3D chalk drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="226" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.5&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="450" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.6&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Remember, these pictures are actually flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.7&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="450" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.8&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.9&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.10&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.11&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.12&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="360" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.13&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Remember, these pictures are actually flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="360" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.14&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.15&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="429" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="340" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.16&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="318" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.17&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Remember, these pictures are actually flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;img height="456" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1336f559a6451c02&amp;amp;attid=0.18&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="624" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #1f497d; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; This man is artistically talented beyond the visual boundaries of sight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1370676796580114310?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1370676796580114310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/colored-chalk-man-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1370676796580114310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1370676796580114310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/colored-chalk-man-is-back.html' title='THE COLORED-CHALK MAN IS BACK'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3291314434402086541</id><published>2011-11-20T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:28:48.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old German Baptist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Character Interview'/><title type='text'>Character Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gnC7T00jQM/Tvko36iZ6pI/AAAAAAAAC-I/JNf5CfZdTXs/s1600/Roses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gnC7T00jQM/Tvko36iZ6pI/AAAAAAAAC-I/JNf5CfZdTXs/s320/Roses.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today’s visitor is one of the characters from Sharon A. Lavy’s first novel &lt;i&gt;Dreaming Of A Father's Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sharon first gave her permission, and asked her character, Roberta Mona Alexander has agreed to let us interview her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roberta:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, please. Everyone calls me Birdie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; It’s all I remember anyone calling me. Except for Mom, of course. She named me Roberta and likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You don’t like your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; It sounds like a boys name. A stuffy boy’s name at that. [She flinches, then sits taller in her chair.] Wow! Maybe Dad would have paid more attention to me if I’d insisted on using my given name. I never once thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is that what the story’s about? Your relationship with your father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie: &lt;/b&gt;I’ve always been “Daddies Girl.” Working with him is what I’ve always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: And I understand you do work in your father’s business. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Alexander’s Nursery and Greenhouse. But he won’t give me any say in the big things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What big things do you want to take part in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; My twin brothers and I grew up working in the business. I actually started working in the seventh grade. Nathan. Well, he’s a genius with creating and making things work. And Jason, he’d rather be a carpenter, but Dad insists he go to college for a business degree and take over the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does this cause problems between you and the twins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie: &lt;/b&gt;Let’s just say it causes some discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I’m sure it does. How long have you been working with Sharon on this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Would you believe we met in 1997?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How did you meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; It’s a long story. The short version is she looked through a catalog and found me. Cut out all the pictures she could find of me and made a collage. Then she studied and learned about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How did she do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, she’s really into the personalities and temperaments. And about that time she took a color co-ordinating class. The instructor thought even our coloring, skin, hair, and eyes pointed to our personality types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you saying she chose your personality? How did that work for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; She didn’t choose my personality, she just tried to determine it. And as we worked together she learned more about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Did she ferret out all your secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; I hope not. I’d like to think I have more than one story to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What’s the hold up in getting your story published?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; That’s a good question. I learned so much in the process and I feel I have a message to convey to others who may find themselves in a similar situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You mean with your relationship with your father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; That’s what I thought at the beginning. That Sharon could tell my story. Could help me through the story. Well, to get through to my Dad what I needed. Little did I know how much God wanted to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Can you describe the setting of the story and what it means to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dreaming Of A Father’s Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;takes place in 1973. We started out using 1979 because Sharon had young teenagers in those years and was very familiar with the clothing styles the kids wore in this part of Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. So why did the date change to 1973?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie: &lt;/b&gt;Sharon had a couple of critique partners from the east coast who thought the styles better represented the early 70's better than the later 70's. Sharon had this elaborate calender to make sure the dates of certain events and everything. Well it turns out the 1973 calendar and the 1979 dates fit the same days of the week. So it wasn’t a hardship to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Was there something important about the clothing style that made such a big difference to the story? Why couldn’t your story take place in a more contemporary time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; The dynamics of my story, my dad’s attitude really don’t fit as well in a different time frame. And it doesn’t fit the German Baptist thread in the story either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu_3C5y0N-M/Tsad5Y8E84I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ohrOong-AFw/s1600/Coverings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu_3C5y0N-M/Tsad5Y8E84I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ohrOong-AFw/s320/Coverings.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Q: Oh, there’s a German Baptist thread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, and I still can’t believe Sara joined that church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Oops! I think that’s one of the “spoilers” I wasn’t supposed to talk about. I guess I’ve talked too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ask the type of question that would provoke a spoiler. Can we get back together another day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie: &lt;/b&gt;If Sharon agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will you ask her if we can talk about your relationships with the other characters in the story next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birdie:&lt;/b&gt; Sure. Gotta run now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit for Birdie:&amp;nbsp;http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3291314434402086541?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3291314434402086541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/character-interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3291314434402086541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3291314434402086541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/character-interview.html' title='Character Interview'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gnC7T00jQM/Tvko36iZ6pI/AAAAAAAAC-I/JNf5CfZdTXs/s72-c/Roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-8327028552487001676</id><published>2011-11-19T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:00:06.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing bits of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><title type='text'>National Aviation Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;November is officially Aviation Month, but husband celebrates it everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQh_k5v3juw/TqnEBsLJ0dI/AAAAAAAACwk/yjh1PjEvcnM/s1600/Misc.+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQh_k5v3juw/TqnEBsLJ0dI/AAAAAAAACwk/yjh1PjEvcnM/s320/Misc.+031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Husband and Charley at a fly-in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RCL3o49xUI/TqnEd6LgpEI/AAAAAAAACws/35Fp9zw_Www/s1600/Misc+Flying+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RCL3o49xUI/TqnEd6LgpEI/AAAAAAAACws/35Fp9zw_Www/s320/Misc+Flying+018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life is good above the clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMOy57bOhyw/TqnFBLsD1RI/AAAAAAAACw0/v5D8T4c2UFM/s1600/CT+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMOy57bOhyw/TqnFBLsD1RI/AAAAAAAACw0/v5D8T4c2UFM/s320/CT+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Grgn-kpAuww/TqnFyv2S0QI/AAAAAAAACxE/89gt3C8XA4E/s1600/WithKenslie7-3-2010+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Grgn-kpAuww/TqnFyv2S0QI/AAAAAAAACxE/89gt3C8XA4E/s320/WithKenslie7-3-2010+034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With a granddaughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdr9JqtaCOQ/TqnGw4DTn3I/AAAAAAAACxU/pZGHusnM560/s1600/6-27-2010+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdr9JqtaCOQ/TqnGw4DTn3I/AAAAAAAACxU/pZGHusnM560/s320/6-27-2010+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or a grandson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOSb-fIMcV0/TqnHVC4_-aI/AAAAAAAACxc/8COB5xnlohk/s1600/CTLS+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOSb-fIMcV0/TqnHVC4_-aI/AAAAAAAACxc/8COB5xnlohk/s320/CTLS+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Q4U: How do you like to travel? What do you do to relax?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-8327028552487001676?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/8327028552487001676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/national-aviation-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/8327028552487001676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/8327028552487001676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/national-aviation-month.html' title='National Aviation Month'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQh_k5v3juw/TqnEBsLJ0dI/AAAAAAAACwk/yjh1PjEvcnM/s72-c/Misc.+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-800168685164378809</id><published>2011-11-16T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:01:01.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>5 Steps To Jumpstart Your Writing Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s1600/Alyice+Edrich.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyice Edrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Article Body&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is probably one of the easiest and the hardest things to do. It is easy because writing is all about thoughts and ideas and we all have them. It’s hard because putting those thoughts and ideas down on paper can be quite scary; especially if you want others to read those words. And scarier, yet, if you want a publisher to pay you for those words because with payment comes constructive criticism and often, rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no quick and easy way to get published, but it is possible if you tackle your goals of getting published in five steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step One: Write Every Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true that life can be one huge balancing act and that you will often find you have less time in your day than you realized. So the first step should be to carve out some time in your day just for writing. Whether it is five minutes or one hour, make it a priority to write something every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write about what matters to you in a personal journal. Write a letter to a friend. Write a paragraph in an article. Write a page in a book. Just write. Actively working towards your goal of becoming a writer, by actually writing, will help build the confidence you need to begin the submission process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step Two: Join Writers' Groups&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join a local writers’ group. If there is not a local writers’ group in your area, look online. It is important to have an accountability group—having someone to be accountable to can help keep you from pushing your writing dreams to the sideline. And having a support system in place that truly understands your struggles as a writer can help you succeed when the rejections come in. And trust me, they will. Rejections are a huge part of a writer’s life. Writers get rejected for bad timing, lack of interest, and even poor writing. Writers get more rejections in a single year than most people do in a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step Three: Read About Writing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to magazines and free newsletters geared towards writers. Receiving a weekly or monthly boost of inspiration may be what you need to stay on path. When I first began writing, as a professional, I found inspiration in the successes of other writers. I found inspiration in learning from other’s mistakes. And I found inspiration in many of the “you can do” how to articles. After writing became more natural, I cut back on many of the writing magazines, and now only subscribe to a small handful of writing newsletters. I find that they keep me on track and push me to succeed; especially when I see names in the industry that I recognize or names of writers I’ve personally met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step Four: Pitch Your Ideas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase a copy of The Writers’ Market, or sign up for the online database (&lt;a href="http://www.writersmarket.com/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.writersmarket.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;). The Writers' Market is filled with submission guidelines, addresses, and editorial information for magazines, websites, and book publishers. It’s a great place to start your writing career. Locate a publisher interested in what you have to offer and practice writing query letters that tailor to the needs of the publication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step Five: Submit Queries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit one query letter or article (based upon submission guidelines) a week. As you begin to feel more comfortable, step it up a notch and submit one query a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for? Jumpstart your writing career today. Check out the writing articles at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thedabblingmum.com/writing" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;http://thedabblingmum.com/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Byline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyice Edrich is a freelance writer and mixed media artist. Stop by&lt;a href="http://alyiceedrich.net/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;www.AlyiceEdrich.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to learn how you can hire her for your next project or&lt;a href="http://thedabblingmum.com/" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank"&gt;www.TheDabblingMum.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read her articles on crafting, parenting, home business, and writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-800168685164378809?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/800168685164378809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/5-steps-to-jumpstart-your-writing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/800168685164378809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/800168685164378809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/5-steps-to-jumpstart-your-writing.html' title='5 Steps To Jumpstart Your Writing Career'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siaTujBjgI8/S2y2RF8XaUI/AAAAAAAACA4/sI4VHVzdQPM/s72-c/Alyice+Edrich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2528254612700988519</id><published>2011-11-14T00:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:44:16.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet An Author'/><title type='text'>Meet Author Alicek K. Arnez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="WordSection1"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHGqnsL3K0k/TsG1jra7PVI/AAAAAAAAC6A/KDjammfJ_so/s1600/alice+conference.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHGqnsL3K0k/TsG1jra7PVI/AAAAAAAAC6A/KDjammfJ_so/s320/alice+conference.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Please welcome Alice K. Arenz to our Meet The Author Day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Wait for applause to die down.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;May I get you a cup of coffee Alice? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; Thanks, but no thank you.&amp;nbsp; I don’t drink coffee.&amp;nbsp; Water would be fine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; You are easy enough to please! Here you go. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll begin by asking when and how you got interested in writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; I’d always loved making up stories, so it seemed natural to start writing them down. I got serious about it when I was around twelve---a VERY long time ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;So you’ve always been a story teller! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who has been one of your best encouragers on your writing journey?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; I’d have to say my daughters—my oldest, Kelly, has been my “first” editor since she was around fifteen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Do you still experience self-doubts regarding your work?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice: &lt;/b&gt;A lot of people have wondered if after winning the 2010 ACFW Carol Award for my cozy mystery, The Case of the Mystified M.D., if I continue to be doubtful in regard to my work. They always appear to be surprised to hear that I experience more self-doubt now than I ever have.&amp;nbsp; I don’t know if that is normal, but it’s me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What makes your writing different that of other writers? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;I’ve been told that none of my books sound alike/have the same voice—except for the Bouncing Grandma Mysteries. I’m not sure if that answers your question, but it’s what came to mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What is your brand? What can a reader expect every time she picks up one of your books?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice: &lt;/b&gt;My tagline is MYSTERIES &amp;amp; SUSPENSE . . . a Pinch of Humor, a Dash of Romance, &amp;amp; a Twist of Faith.&amp;nbsp; I hope that every time a reader chooses one of my books that they are, above all else, entertained.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQaUuA_kQAc/TrVQhotvj0I/AAAAAAAAC3M/1Sbd2b66qAQ/s1600/Mirrored+Image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQaUuA_kQAc/TrVQhotvj0I/AAAAAAAAC3M/1Sbd2b66qAQ/s320/Mirrored+Image.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What gave you the inspiration for &lt;b&gt;Mirrored Image&lt;/b&gt;? How was this story placed on your heart?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice&lt;/b&gt;: As with all the things I’ve written, the inspiration comes from God—I know that might sound odd to some people, but it’s the only explanation I have.&amp;nbsp; I originally wrote &lt;i&gt;Mirrored Image&lt;/i&gt; in 1986, the year the book is set in.&amp;nbsp; It’s been rewritten nearly every year since—waiting for God’s timing for it to be published.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: In &lt;i&gt;Mirrored Image&lt;/i&gt;, What was your favorite scene to write? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; Um, if I answer that it will spoil the book for others.&amp;nbsp; So, I’ll just say that it was an event on the island.&amp;nbsp; When you read the book, you’ll understand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Are you planning another book? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; I hope so. I’m currently seeking an agent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon.&lt;/b&gt; What is the next story about? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; The title of the manuscript is &lt;i&gt;An American Gothic&lt;/i&gt;. It’s what I call a classic romantic suspense in the tradition of writers like Phyllis A. Whitney, Mary Stewart, or Victoria Holt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gothic gives a little “added bonus” of a story within the story.&amp;nbsp; The gothic is actually the manuscript the heroine is writing. A paragraph or two of that story begins each chapter, foreshadowing the events in the main story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;The excerpt you have at the end of &lt;i&gt;Mirrored Image&lt;/i&gt; whets my readering appetite to read this next story as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who are your favorite authors or books both Christian and/or secular? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice: &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love the authors I mentioned above, Whitney, Stewart, Holt. I’d add Dean R. Koontz, James Patterson, Colleen Coble, Terri Blackstock, Alton Gansky—the list just goes on and on!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; I read those authors too. Who most inspires you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; Definitely God and my family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice&lt;/b&gt;: Honestly?&amp;nbsp; My children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; How can readers find you on the Internet? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akawriter.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;www.akawriter.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: Any parting words? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you so much for inviting me to join you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; You are welcome Alice, the pleasure was all mine!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2528254612700988519?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2528254612700988519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-author-alicek-k-arnez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2528254612700988519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2528254612700988519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-author-alicek-k-arnez.html' title='Meet Author Alicek K. Arnez'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHGqnsL3K0k/TsG1jra7PVI/AAAAAAAAC6A/KDjammfJ_so/s72-c/alice+conference.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-1958114990709519849</id><published>2011-11-12T00:01:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:01:01.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice K. Arenz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteries'/><title type='text'>Mirrored Image</title><content type='html'>by&lt;a href="http://www.akawriter.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Alice K. Arenz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbCYxMMlhoc/TrVPvt5DqqI/AAAAAAAAC3E/qHWca4lUKJI/s1600/A.K.Arenz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbCYxMMlhoc/TrVPvt5DqqI/AAAAAAAAC3E/qHWca4lUKJI/s1600/A.K.Arenz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides writing cozy mysteries under A.K. Arenz, I also write mystery/suspense - or classic romantic suspense under Alice K. Arenz - just a way to differentiate between the more humorous mysteries and the bit more serious ones. Mirrored Image released on October 1, 2010, and if you liked the Bouncing Grandma mysteries, I hope you'll give MI a try! It's a 2011 ACFW Carol Award Finalist--and a book after my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing since I was a child. My first published pieces were in the weekly newspaper my parents owned. Years later, I had poems published in a local paper, won honorable mention in a regional contest with a short story that was then published in their chapbook, and began my journey toward becoming a published novelist. In the mid 90s, I signed with a big New York literary agency. I remained with the agent for five years. Though things didn't work out, and there was a period of time I didn't write, this experience is responsible for where my career is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers) after exchanging a few emails with author Brandilyn Collins. The connections and friends I made in the group led me to editor and publisher, Joan M. Shoup and Sheaf House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Case of the Bouncing Grandma was a 2009 Finalist in ACFW's Carol Award contest. The Case of the Mystified M.D. is the winner of the 2010 ACFW Carol Award in the mystery category. These incredible honors are still a bit of a shock. I thank God, my wonderful family, Sheaf House and Joan M. Shoup, and ACFW for believing in my books --- and in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt; The uncanny resemblance between eccentric newspaper columnist Cassandra Chase and a murder victim gives Detective Jeff McMichaels the haunting suspicion there is a link between the two women . . . a link that may only exist in the murderer's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;By Bonnie Engstrom "Christian Writer" (Scottsdale, AZ USA) &lt;br /&gt;This review is from: Mirrored Image (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to come up for air after reading this book. Unlike Arenz' previous cozy mysteries, there's nothing cozy about Mirrored Image. Intrigue is woven like fine lace from the very first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an old adage that everyone has a double, an exact look-a-like. But, in the same town? Cassandra Chase is a feisty reporter. Lynette Sandler was a beloved schoolteacher. The two women couldn't have been more diverse in personalities, tastes and lifestyles. Except for their faces. Why was the sweet-natured schoolteacher murdered so cruelly? Could it possibly have been a case of mistaken identity? When Detective Jeff McMichaels reluctantly listens to the information his partner has dug up about the Chase family his interest is piqued. He leans forward with hands folded to quietly announce, "The plot sickens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author is truly masterful at twists and turns and innuendoes. That may sound simplistic; but there is nothing simple about the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this engrossing book. Just don't expect its mystery to be cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQaUuA_kQAc/TrVQhotvj0I/AAAAAAAAC3M/1Sbd2b66qAQ/s1600/Mirrored+Image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQaUuA_kQAc/TrVQhotvj0I/AAAAAAAAC3M/1Sbd2b66qAQ/s320/Mirrored+Image.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt; A mystery lovers dream&lt;br /&gt;Like most lovers of mystery stories, I like to guess where the author is going. But from the first few chapters I found myself asking. “Where did Alice come up with all these twists and turns?” She kept me guessing until the very last page.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mirrored-Image-Alice-K-Arenz/dp/0982483279/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320504022&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/mirrored-image-alice-k-arenz/1101111718?ean=9780982483275&amp;amp;itm=9&amp;amp;usri=mirrored%252bimage" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/mirrored-image-alice-arenz/9780982483275/pd/483275?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=795228&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For You!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased this book in September at the ACFW conference. I’ll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of Mirrored Image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Do you read mystery/suspense novels? What favorite books have you read so far this year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-1958114990709519849?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/1958114990709519849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/mirrored-image.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1958114990709519849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/1958114990709519849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/mirrored-image.html' title='Mirrored Image'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbCYxMMlhoc/TrVPvt5DqqI/AAAAAAAAC3E/qHWca4lUKJI/s72-c/A.K.Arenz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3845606948909383310</id><published>2011-11-11T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:08:07.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This makes me stop and think'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; color: black; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="color: green; font-family: Papyrus, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-size: 20pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Appreciation of Our Veterans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-size: 20pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="700" hspace="5" name="133939036116819a_ACCOUNT.IMAGE.1121" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=133939036116819a&amp;amp;attid=0.15&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" vspace="5" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#009900" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: #009900; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" height="1" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="" name="133939036116819a_LETTER.BLOCK21" style="background-color: white; color: #114170; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #009900; font-family: Papyrus, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;The Viet Nam Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Today we pause to honor the veterans of all the wars that have been fought to protect and preserve the freedoms that we have today. The following article about the people behind the names on the Viet Nam Wall, is just a reminder of the depth of the sacrifices that have been made for us all. Please remember to thank a Veteran today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" hspace="5" name="133939036116819a_ACCOUNT.IMAGE.1128" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=d170f2b8f2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=133939036116819a&amp;amp;attid=0.16&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" title="1.043613707165109" vspace="5" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;For most Americans who read this they will only see the numbers that the Vietnam War created. For those who survived the war, and to the families of those who did not, we see the faces, we feel the pain that these numbers created. We are, until we too pass away, haunted with these numbers, because they were our friends, fathers, husbands, wives, sons and daughters. There are no noble wars, just noble warriors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;There are 58,267 names now listed on that polished black wall, including those added in 2010.&amp;nbsp; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;he names are arranged in the order in which they were taken from us by date and within each date the names are alphabetized. It is hard to believe it is 36 years since the last casualties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Beginning at the apex on panel 1E and going out to the end of the East wall , appearing to recede into the earth (numbered 70E - May 25, 1968), then resuming at the end of the West wall, as the wall emerges from the earth (numbered 70W -continuing May 25, 1968 ) and ending with a date in 1975. Thus the war's beginning and end meet. The war is complete, coming full circle, yet broken by the earth that bounds the angle's open side and contained within the earth itself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The first known casualty was Richard B. Fitzgibbon, of North Weymouth , Mass . Listed by the U.S. Department of Defense as having been killed on June 8, 1956 . His name is listed on the Wall with that of his son, Marine Corps Lance Cpl. Richard B. Fitzgibbon III, who was killed on Sept. 7, 1965 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;There are three sets of fathers and sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;39,996 on the Wall were just 22 or younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;8,283 were just 19 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The largest age group, 33,103 were 18 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;12 soldiers on the Wall were 17 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;5 soldiers on the Wall were 16 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One soldier, PFC Dan Bullock was 15 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;997 soldiers were killed on their first day in Vietnam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1,448 soldiers were killed on their last day in Vietnam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;31 sets of brothers are on the Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Thirty one sets of parents lost two of their sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;54 soldiers on the Wall attended Thomas Edison&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;High School in Philadelphia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;8 Women are on the Wall. Nursing the wounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;244 soldiers were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Vietnam War; 153 of them are on the Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Beallsville , Ohio with a population of 475 lost 6 of her sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;West Virginia had the highest casualty rate per capita in the nation. There are 711 West Virginians on the Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Marines of Morenci - They led some of the scrappiest high school football and basketball teams that the little Arizona copper town of Morenci (pop. 5,058) had ever known and cheered. They enjoyed roaring beer busts. In quieter moments, they rode horses along the Coronado Trail, stalked deer in the Apache National Forest . And in the patriotic camaraderie typical of Morenci's mining families, the nine graduates of Morenci High enlisted as a group in the Marine Corps. Their service began on Independence Day, 1966. Only 3 returned home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Buddies of Midvale - LeRoy Tafoya, Jimmy Martinez, Tom Gonzales were all boyhood friends and lived on three consecutive streets in Midvale, Utah on Fifth, Sixth and Seventh avenues. They lived only a few yards apart. They played ball at the adjacent sandlot ball field. And they all went to Vietnam . In a span of 16 dark days in late 1967, all three would be killed. LeRoy was killed on Wednesday, Nov. 22 , the fourth anniversary of John F. Kennedy's assassination. Jimmy died less than 24 hours later on Thanksgiving Day. Tom was shot dead assaulting the enemy on Dec. 7 , Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The most casualty deaths for a single day was on January 31, 1968 ~ 245 deaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The most casualty deaths for a single month was May 1968 - 2,415 casualties were incurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="" name="133939036116819a_LETTER.BLOCK23" style="background-color: white; color: #114170; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-family: Papyrus, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20pt;"&gt;God Bless America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3845606948909383310?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3845606948909383310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/in-appreciation-of-our-veterans-viet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3845606948909383310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3845606948909383310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/in-appreciation-of-our-veterans-viet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3380288260687209635</id><published>2011-11-07T15:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:30:31.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading good books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny b. Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet An Author'/><title type='text'>Meet Author Jenny B. Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxhe4Dibg44/Trg5XdfbzYI/AAAAAAAAC5o/j7iP8TcGl9E/s1600/IMG_1518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxhe4Dibg44/Trg5XdfbzYI/AAAAAAAAC5o/j7iP8TcGl9E/s320/IMG_1518.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Please welcome Jenny B. Jones to our Meet The Author Day. This is her second time to visit us this year.(Wait for applause to die down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for coming, Jenny. Can I get you something to drink? Tea? Or just plain water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&lt;/b&gt; I'm gonna be one of "those" guests and ask for something else–Do you have any Dasani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: &lt;/b&gt;Not plain old water then. Lucky for me I learned your brand before you came. Here you go. And here’s some M&amp;amp;M’s too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, tell us all about There You’ll Find Me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Finley Sinclair is witty, tough, and driven. With an upcoming interview at the Manhattan music conservatory, she needs to compose her audition piece. But her creativity disappeared with the death of her older brother, Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decides to study abroad in Ireland so she can follow Will's travel journal. It's the place he felt closest to God, and she's hopeful being there will help her make peace over losing him. So she agrees to an exchange program and boards the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckett Rush, teen heartthrob and Hollywood bad boy, is flying to Ireland to finish filming his latest vampire movie. On the flight, he meets Finley. She's the one girl who seems immune to his charm. Undeterred, Beckett convinces her to be his assistant in exchange for his help as a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Ireland, Finley starts to break down. The loss of her brother and the pressure of school, her audition, and whatever it is that is happening between her and Beckett, leads her to a new and dangerous vice. When is God going to show up for her in this emerald paradise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; I enjoyed reading this story Jenny. &lt;b&gt;What inspired it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny: &lt;/b&gt;My Winter 2011 release Save the Date, a women's romance, was about Alex and Lucy. Alex was reeling from the loss of his brother, and we see Alex's teenage sister dealing with some grief on her own in a few scenes. I decided she needed her own book. Throw in my newly acquired love for Ireland, and a book was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon: Of course your story is fiction, but what real life elements can we find in the book ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&lt;/b&gt; I traveled to Ireland a few years ago and knew I had to set a book there. Other than that, I wanted to write about that point in adolescent life when a kid suffers their first loss of a family member and realize the fragility of life, that things won't always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ3sV1Q02Go/TrSdkJDBgJI/AAAAAAAAC28/LAngGkmz_UQ/s1600/There+You%2527ll+Find+Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ3sV1Q02Go/TrSdkJDBgJI/AAAAAAAAC28/LAngGkmz_UQ/s1600/There+You%2527ll+Find+Me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;The beauty of fiction is that you can take some liberties with the facts. Can you tell us about some of these items?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&lt;/b&gt; The town in There You'll Find Me, Abbeyglen, is based off of a little place in Ireland called Doolin. The major tourist sites in the book are real though. The cemetery that's so significant to the finale is real as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; What do you want readers to take away from your book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&lt;/b&gt; I hope they have fun, have some laughs, and come away with hope and something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; I like a story that makes me stop and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you choose which story to write?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny&lt;/b&gt;: God gives me one idea--and only fragments of that. I'd love to be one of those authors whose brain is just overflowing with ideas. Sadly, I'm one of those authors whose brain is overflowing with sugary lightning bolts from all the M&amp;amp;Ms I've eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon:&lt;/b&gt; Well if you come up with a solution to getting ideas to click sooner, please let me know. &amp;nbsp;I have a bit of a hard time with jealousy of those who have so many ideas they don’t know which to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you have a favorite character in this story? If so, why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny:&lt;/b&gt; I have lots of favorite characters, but they are never the lead hero/heroine. It's always a quirky supporting cast member who gets the stage for the humor. They are my absolute favorite to write. In There You'll Find Me, the fun I'll-Say-Anything characters are Clare Deveraux and her male companion/personal assistant, Julian. So much fun to write. In There You'll Find Me, one of my faves is Beckett. He's a nineteen-year old actor made famous by a string of successful vampire movies. But what's the flip side to this character? Who is he when the cameras are off? I had a lot of fun with those questions in the book. Because Beckett is definitely not who he seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks for coming, Jenny. Maybe we will see some of these characters in a future book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can readers find you on the Internet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny: Readers can find me at my &lt;a href="http://www.jennybjones.com/" target="_blank"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt; From there they can easily find me on Twitter (my second home) and Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Have you read any of Jenny’s other books? Which story is your favorite? Which character?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3380288260687209635?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3380288260687209635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-author-jenny-b-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3380288260687209635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3380288260687209635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/meet-author-jenny-b-jones.html' title='Meet Author Jenny B. Jones'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxhe4Dibg44/Trg5XdfbzYI/AAAAAAAAC5o/j7iP8TcGl9E/s72-c/IMG_1518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5673775160500676871</id><published>2011-11-05T00:01:00.047-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:35:27.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny b. Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Contest'/><title type='text'>There You’ll Find Me</title><content type='html'>by J&lt;a href="http://www.jennybjones.com/" target="_blank"&gt;enny B. Jones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzw4EBHmK0E/TrSdZ9MH0VI/AAAAAAAAC20/O4Oq1nkPR68/s1600/JennyB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzw4EBHmK0E/TrSdZ9MH0VI/AAAAAAAAC20/O4Oq1nkPR68/s1600/JennyB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write Christian fiction with a few giggles, quite a bit of sass, and lots of crazy. My novels include the Katie Parker Production series, A Charmed Life series, and my first contemporary romance, Just Between You and Me. &amp;nbsp;I would also like to take credit for Twilight , but somewhere I think I read you’re not supposed to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m not typing my heart out (or checking email), I teach at a super-sized high school in Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students are constantly telling me how my teaching changes their lives and turned them away from drugs, gangs, and C-SPAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s not exactly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some facts that are true include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I got my camera confiscated by big boys with guns at the American &amp;nbsp;Embassy in Europe this past summer. O la la!&lt;br /&gt;B. I once worked in a seed mill office and cleaned out mice on a regular basis. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;C. I’m a former drama teacher.&lt;br /&gt;D. I didn’t pass my drivers test the first time. Or the second…&lt;br /&gt;E. I attract stray animals like a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;F. I used to assemble and test paint ball guns for a local factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my current job leaves me with very little free time, I believe in spending my spare hours in meaningful, intellectual pursuits such as:&lt;br /&gt;watching E!&lt;br /&gt;updating my status on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;catching Will Ferrell on YouTube and&lt;br /&gt;writing my name in the dust on my furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Trailer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L1NqRXgyZys" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blurb:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finley Sinclair is not your typical eighteen year old. She’s witty, tough, and driven. With an upcoming audition at the Manhattan music conservatory, Finley needs to compose her audition piece. But her creativity disappeared with the death of her older brother.&lt;br /&gt;She decides to travel to Ireland following his travel journal. It’s the place he felt most alive – and she desperately needs to feel alive again. So she agrees to an exchange program and boards the plane. Beckett Rush, teen heartthrob and Hollywood bad boy, is flying to Ireland to finish filming his latest vampire movie. On the flight, he meets Finley. She’s the one girl who seems immune to his charm. Undeterred, Beckett convinces her to be his assistant in exchange for his help as a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Ireland, Finley starts to break down – the loss of her brother and the pressure of school, her audition, and whatever it is that is happening between her and Beckett, leads her to new – and dangerous – vices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she comes across something that changes her perspective irrevocably. Is it enough to convince her that everything she’s been looking for has been with her all along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Others Say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;By Laura A. Jackson "laurelprincess" (Houston, Tx, USA) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This review is from: There You'll Find Me (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for this type of book since I became a teacher and lover of YA literature. A beautiful coming of age story from a Christian perspective. It's finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finley Sinclair heads to Ireland to find herself by following her brother's steps from his travel journal. In retracing his adventure, she hopes to find peace from the turmoil of her life since his death. When she meets a movie star, her journey to healing becomes even more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first page of the book, I loved Finley Sinclair, a girl who has more issues than she does hope. Her growth throughout the story is a beautiful tale of loss and healing. As usual, Jenny B. Jones adds enough humor throughout the book to keep the tale from becoming morose or gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sets this book apart from books of its type (think Sarah Dessen) is that not only does Finley find herself and the guy she didn't know she wanted, but she finds the One who loves her so much that He orchestrated her life and her trip to Ireland so that she might find Him. That is the most important love story of all time, and teen readers will walk away from reading this book with more than just a cute romance (although the character of Beckett is definitely crush-worthy). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ3sV1Q02Go/TrSdkJDBgJI/AAAAAAAAC28/LAngGkmz_UQ/s1600/There+You%2527ll+Find+Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ3sV1Q02Go/TrSdkJDBgJI/AAAAAAAAC28/LAngGkmz_UQ/s1600/There+You%2527ll+Find+Me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Take:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Book Has Take Home Value. I highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;I love Jenny and her writing. She is so funny and snarky. Her characters are too. However Finley is one troubled young girl searching for answers. Searching for God. Why doesn’t He talk to her anymore? I enjoyed watching her grow and mature as I read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; There You’ll Find Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; November 2, 2011. &amp;nbsp;I had to take several breaks while reading this one and post my delight on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;Twitter Nov 2~ I am reading Jenny B. Jones: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There You’ll Find me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;~~Her best book ever. You have got to read it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter 2 hours later:&lt;br /&gt;I love it when that happens!!! I guessed part of what happened. But I am not telling. Jenny B. Jones &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There You’ll Find Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Love the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter: later&lt;br /&gt;Jenny B. Jones does it again!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There You’ll Find Me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter: Even later&lt;br /&gt;Just read the last page. I did not expect that last twist. You have got to read this awesome book by Jenny B. Jones. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There You’ll Find Me.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase The Book At:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/There-Youll-Find-Jenny-Jones/dp/1595545409/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/there-youll-find-me-jenny-b-jones/1104733090?ean=9781595545404&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=jenny%252bb%252bjones" target="_blank"&gt;Barnes and Noble:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/there-youll-find-me/jenny-jones/9781595545404/pd/545404?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=897870&amp;amp;event=ESRCQ&amp;amp;view=details" target="_blank"&gt;Christianbook:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or Ask Your Local Library To Order The Book In For Y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Contest:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny sent me a reviewers copy of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There You’ll Find Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and I'll offer to pass it on to one blessed reader this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Contest weeks are from Saturday, when the review is posted through Friday of the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on any of my blog my posts this week along with information how to get hold of you if you are the winner. Posts on facebook do not count. We only check the messages on the blog to pick a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will send one special person a copy of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There You’ll Find Me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Q4U: Have you ever read a Jenny B. Jones book? Which is your favorite one?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5673775160500676871?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5673775160500676871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/there-youll-find-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5673775160500676871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5673775160500676871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/there-youll-find-me.html' title='There You’ll Find Me'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hzw4EBHmK0E/TrSdZ9MH0VI/AAAAAAAAC20/O4Oq1nkPR68/s72-c/JennyB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-3604397566317260972</id><published>2011-11-02T00:01:00.042-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T00:01:00.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On This Date'/><title type='text'>National Deviled Egg Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YKAKE7gH7o/TqoG9T3U4oI/AAAAAAAACx8/kfmxoIEg0mc/s1600/deviled+eggs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YKAKE7gH7o/TqoG9T3U4oI/AAAAAAAACx8/kfmxoIEg0mc/s1600/deviled+eggs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Can you&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;someone designated a day for deviled eggs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6 hard-boiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup Light Mayonnaise or Salad Dressing&lt;br /&gt;½ teaspoon dry ground mustard&lt;br /&gt;½ teaspoon white vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;1/8&lt;/span&gt; teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;¼ teaspoon ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;Paprika for garnish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I always add salt to cold water to keep the whites from leaking out of a crack when boiling eggs. I bring to a boil and then simmer for 20 minutes. Cool the eggs and peel off the shell. Slice the eggs in half&amp;nbsp;lengthwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Place the hardened yolks into a small bowl. Mash with a fork. Add mayonnaise, mustard powder, vinegar, salt and pepper and mix thoroughly. Fill the empty egg white shells with the mixture and sprinkle lightly with paprika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Cover and store in the&amp;nbsp;refrigerator until&amp;nbsp;serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-3604397566317260972?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/3604397566317260972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/national-deviled-egg-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3604397566317260972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/3604397566317260972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/national-deviled-egg-day.html' title='National Deviled Egg Day'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YKAKE7gH7o/TqoG9T3U4oI/AAAAAAAACx8/kfmxoIEg0mc/s72-c/deviled+eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-618219689117936325</id><published>2011-11-01T00:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:01:03.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This makes me stop and think'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On November 1, 1879 Thomas Edison patented the electric light bulb. &lt;script src="http://www.freefoto.com/imagelink/?ffid=11-12-52&amp;amp;s=s" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you&amp;nbsp;imagine&amp;nbsp;life with out electric lights? &amp;nbsp;Or ease of flipping a switch?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Thomas Edison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktMiwkMXvaw/TqoD00w6ahI/AAAAAAAACx0/e9hr5kaKun0/s1600/light+switch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktMiwkMXvaw/TqoD00w6ahI/AAAAAAAACx0/e9hr5kaKun0/s1600/light+switch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of November is also National Author's Day and National Family Literacy Day. &amp;nbsp;I plan to celebrate by drinking a cup of sweet white coffee at my local Barnes and Noble store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4U: How will you celebrate Family Literacy Day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-618219689117936325?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/618219689117936325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/on-november-1-1879-thomas-edison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/618219689117936325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/618219689117936325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/11/on-november-1-1879-thomas-edison.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktMiwkMXvaw/TqoD00w6ahI/AAAAAAAACx0/e9hr5kaKun0/s72-c/light+switch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-6474532834426800803</id><published>2011-10-31T05:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T05:00:02.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing bits of my life'/><title type='text'>October is National Clock Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAleWRmTgvg/Tqm9OcCwHuI/AAAAAAAACwc/2N-jijyiNcs/s1600/Clocks+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAleWRmTgvg/Tqm9OcCwHuI/AAAAAAAACwc/2N-jijyiNcs/s320/Clocks+019.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you know October is&amp;nbsp;National&amp;nbsp;Clock month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my fifteenth birthday my boyfriend gave me a cuckoo clock. He said he'd always wanted one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it and hung it in my bedroom. When we married&amp;nbsp;and my&amp;nbsp;boyfriend became Husband, he hung it in our living room in our tiny home in Riverbank, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several moves one of the weights became lost. So on a trip to Switzerland, Husband replaced it with this one. It hangs on the&amp;nbsp;dining room&amp;nbsp;wall just outside our bedroom, and disturbs our sleep. So . . . we rarely wind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPuRVg_mWVs/Tqmn1CUFMFI/AAAAAAAACvM/cC1ZXALFOo8/s1600/Clocks+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPuRVg_mWVs/Tqmn1CUFMFI/AAAAAAAACvM/cC1ZXALFOo8/s320/Clocks+007.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I was a young girl, my father made a grandfather clock and later a grandmother clock. He made them with a kit. The wood and all the parts needed came all together in a package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband made this grandfather clock in 1961 in the little wood shop he had in our garage. He used a pattern, bought the wood from the local lumbar yard, and we traveled to Southern&amp;nbsp;California&amp;nbsp;for the works. He gave it to his parents as a gift. (They did pay for the parts and the beautiful walnut wood.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember which of my siblings got the clocks after Dad passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband and I inherited this one that husband made. Husband winds it once each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_n6Rf1ekLy4/TqmqexuH9uI/AAAAAAAACvc/pzR-RC7dfMY/s1600/Clocks+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_n6Rf1ekLy4/TqmqexuH9uI/AAAAAAAACvc/pzR-RC7dfMY/s320/Clocks+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you visit our home you get the impression that we enjoy clocks. A neighbor made us this battery powered one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sgjsdk18SA/TqmsOsBkabI/AAAAAAAACvk/gCkCMN9XoLs/s1600/Clocks+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sgjsdk18SA/TqmsOsBkabI/AAAAAAAACvk/gCkCMN9XoLs/s320/Clocks+022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Ten Commandments clock&amp;nbsp;was another gift. A battery powered electric device.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KGjRRat_is/Tqmu8ddsKeI/AAAAAAAACwU/Yp6bAAYHyHk/s1600/Clocks+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KGjRRat_is/Tqmu8ddsKeI/AAAAAAAACwU/Yp6bAAYHyHk/s320/Clocks+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Husband's enjoys winding this regulator&amp;nbsp;clock every week. The clock was a gift from his parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4jGRIm-tHA/Tqmsf7DlfLI/AAAAAAAACvs/5VAd3G677YQ/s1600/Clocks+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4jGRIm-tHA/Tqmsf7DlfLI/AAAAAAAACvs/5VAd3G677YQ/s320/Clocks+021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of our clocks reveal our interests. Husband is a pilot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epW2OLl9olA/Tqmswsaj--I/AAAAAAAACv0/R6JYS1cDEbY/s1600/Clocks+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epW2OLl9olA/Tqmswsaj--I/AAAAAAAACv0/R6JYS1cDEbY/s320/Clocks+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am a writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NhUFot5c2Y/Tqms89uR2EI/AAAAAAAACv8/DQIPK4sQTAg/s1600/Clocks+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NhUFot5c2Y/Tqms89uR2EI/AAAAAAAACv8/DQIPK4sQTAg/s320/Clocks+016.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone needs a kitchen clock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8ucw2FjAcM/TqmtLkxqT2I/AAAAAAAACwE/GQu8296chlU/s1600/Clocks+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8ucw2FjAcM/TqmtLkxqT2I/AAAAAAAACwE/GQu8296chlU/s320/Clocks+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Husband says, with so many clocks how do we really know what time it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmkNDqi6d3I/Tqmub6yg5mI/AAAAAAAACwM/_fnC0b7KweQ/s1600/Clocks+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmkNDqi6d3I/Tqmub6yg5mI/AAAAAAAACwM/_fnC0b7KweQ/s320/Clocks+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We each have an alarm clock on our side of the bed. Mine has a green light so it does not show up well in the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then we have Daylight Savings time. Husband says we loose the extra hour changing all our clocks. We have a clock on our&amp;nbsp;land-line&amp;nbsp;phone, on three cordless phones, on a heater in our bathroom, and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to change your clock November 6, 2011. When you change the time it's a good time to remember to change the batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4U &amp;nbsp;How does Daylight Savings Time effect your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-6474532834426800803?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/6474532834426800803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/october-is-national-clock-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6474532834426800803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/6474532834426800803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/october-is-national-clock-month.html' title='October is National Clock Month'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAleWRmTgvg/Tqm9OcCwHuI/AAAAAAAACwc/2N-jijyiNcs/s72-c/Clocks+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5040337638750465982</id><published>2011-10-28T00:01:00.034-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:01:00.081-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn'/><title type='text'>What's Special About October?</title><content type='html'>Twelve Special Celebrations of October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14UaKU2DkWo/TqoA9-p2gmI/AAAAAAAACxs/PypCTiBW52I/s1600/Misc.+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14UaKU2DkWo/TqoA9-p2gmI/AAAAAAAACxs/PypCTiBW52I/s320/Misc.+013.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now that October is drawing to a close, I just learned its more than just the month of my birthday. It is even more than the month of Halloween, and dressing up and pumpkins and cornstalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know October is Adopt-a-Shelter-Animal Month? I didn't know that, or any of the other twelve. I'm not sure I want a pet so I doubt I'd have done anything about the adoption process had I known about it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More activities of the month are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Rollerskating Month. &amp;nbsp;~~Did not go rollerskating once.&amp;nbsp;National&amp;nbsp;Stamp Collecting Month. ~~ No.&amp;nbsp;Computer Learning Month. ~~ This is a constant every day event at our house.&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;National Popcorn Popping Month.~~ An everyday event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5e_FFNTAI/Tqn-mBrOVbI/AAAAAAAACxk/E0myAdRNsP4/s1600/Misc.+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5e_FFNTAI/Tqn-mBrOVbI/AAAAAAAACxk/E0myAdRNsP4/s320/Misc.+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of food, October is also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Apple Month. ~~Ate some.&amp;nbsp;National Pizza Month. ~~ Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;National Dessert Month. ~~ If October is dessert month, what do they call December?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October is also:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Energy Awareness Month. ~~ Wish I had some.&amp;nbsp;Family History Month. ~~ Love your family. Have you told your family members that you love them? Be sure to do this before it is too late.&amp;nbsp;Polish American History Month. ~~ Our country is called the great melting pot. I wonder if every month features a different nationality?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Clock Month. ~~ Look for my blog post on this one October 31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4U: Did you participate in any of these activities?&lt;br /&gt;What other special activities do you enjoy in October?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5040337638750465982?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5040337638750465982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/whats-special-about-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5040337638750465982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5040337638750465982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/whats-special-about-october.html' title='What&apos;s Special About October?'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14UaKU2DkWo/TqoA9-p2gmI/AAAAAAAACxs/PypCTiBW52I/s72-c/Misc.+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-5121720227062558558</id><published>2011-10-19T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:38:10.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing bits of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old German Baptist'/><title type='text'>Family Is A Blessing We Cherish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob Wesley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;by Grandma Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My husband and I were blessed with five healthy children. They grew, they fell in love, and they married. Soon, they had children of their own. Before we could take it all in, one by one, the grandchildren began to marry. Time, as they say, waits for no man. &amp;nbsp;A granddaughter and a grand-daughter-in-law were both expecting their first child in March, 2006. We looked forward to becoming &amp;nbsp;great-grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;January, 2007, was unusually warm in Ohio, not at all the norm for the winter season. A new year had begun and I thought back on the past year with all the deaths and sorrow our family endured. I told my husband this new year couldn’t be worse than the year of our Lord, 2006, had been. The minute the words left my mouth I tried to call them back. Don’t tempt the devil, I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our middle child, Rebecca, reminded me that the deaths and family sorrow began earlier. It really began December 8, 2005, with the death of her first grandchild.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jacob Wesley arrived, ready-or-not, that cold December day. We didn’t expect him until late March, 2006. &amp;nbsp;Too late, we learned his mother has an incompetent cervix. By the time the problem was discovered there was no way the people at the hospital could prevent his early birth. On a brighter note, they told us they can prevent this, too early arrival, for future births. But it does not negate the loss of our first great-grandchild. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rachel, our granddaughter-in-law, gathered her nine-inch long son into her arms and held him for the forty precious minutes that he lived. His newborn skin was fiery red and he looked so sweet with the tiny sock cap the hospital provided.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wesley and Rachel cried when they had to give up their newborn son. Only someone who has lost a child could understand the hurt. The newspaper reported a miscarriage which we considered an insult. He lived. He breathed. His life, although short, was real. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rachel’s mother along with Rebecca and her daughters got together and sewed a tiny yellow shirt and a miniature patchwork quilt in which to wrap Jacob for his burial. They used the little stocking cap that the hospital furnished to complete the funeral outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Sx5LE5kTjE/Tp1pAQ-LeOI/AAAAAAAACqE/vwIZghwOjyg/s1600/Picture+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Sx5LE5kTjE/Tp1pAQ-LeOI/AAAAAAAACqE/vwIZghwOjyg/s320/Picture+003.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Uncle Kevin, a cabinetmaker by trade, built a tiny barn with a removable roof. This would be our Jacob’s casket. The man from the funeral home suggested that Wes purchase a large cooler to use as the required vault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When my husband and I arrived at the church for the family service, we saw the miniature barn setting on a pedestal in the corner of the room. Even as a very small child, Wesley had loved to farm. To him the toy tractors were real and he plowed, and planted, and harvested in the proper seasons. How fitting that his son should be buried in the farm-theme coffin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Can we see him?” my husband asked, as we approached the grieving parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Okay.” Wes walked over to the little casket with us. “I’ll let you see him, but he doesn’t look very good by now.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wes lifted the lid on the barn-shaped coffin, revealing our great-grandson to us for the first time. We thought he was precious. A quick hello, sweetheart, and it was soon time to take our seats with the other grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMHROqMX4QI/Tp1pue870XI/AAAAAAAACqM/OvSRMFdSfH4/s1600/Picture+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMHROqMX4QI/Tp1pue870XI/AAAAAAAACqM/OvSRMFdSfH4/s320/Picture+024.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a simple service and would have been held at the cemetery if it were not so bitter cold that day. We needed those words of comfort and the hymns and prayers. &amp;nbsp;Afterward, we left for the snow-covered burial site and laid our first great-grandchild to rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I remember correctly, we sang a few hymns as the funeral director sealed the vault and lowered it into the hole that had been prepared in the frozen earth. We continued to sing as Wes and his family took turns filling the grave with soil, a custom that brought comfort to us. &amp;nbsp;Goodbye, sweetheart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVmHXMeLqtU/Tp1p29F-vSI/AAAAAAAACqU/ETFlPZuXElo/s1600/Picture+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVmHXMeLqtU/Tp1p29F-vSI/AAAAAAAACqU/ETFlPZuXElo/s320/Picture+028.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After the burial, Wes and Rachel placed flowers on their son’s grave. Then we went back to the church basement for a funeral meal which was furnished by Wes and Rachel’s congregation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Years ago people didn’t have a service for one who lived such a short time. Only the parents would go to the grave-site, but no service was held. &amp;nbsp;We understood that some still don’t think a service was necessary, but our family needed recognition of this child’s life. We needed closure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nty47JxEYV4/Tp1oSo8z8XI/AAAAAAAACp8/7Smao2b110Y/s1600/Picture+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nty47JxEYV4/Tp1oSo8z8XI/AAAAAAAACp8/7Smao2b110Y/s320/Picture+030.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Later, God blessed this family with a daughter. This five generation picture shows the child's great-great grandparents, great grandpa, grandmother and father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80vQwY_GLOI/Tp1kqVXhc3I/AAAAAAAACp0/WGPMtR7WLDQ/s1600/5+Generations+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80vQwY_GLOI/Tp1kqVXhc3I/AAAAAAAACp0/WGPMtR7WLDQ/s320/5+Generations+005.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;July 2010 our Great-grandson Caleb was born. &amp;nbsp;His grandmother holds him. His sister is quite proud of him. His father is blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg78Daj8sJE/Tp1hrINocQI/AAAAAAAACps/QJlgP-Re7qQ/s1600/7-30-2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg78Daj8sJE/Tp1hrINocQI/AAAAAAAACps/QJlgP-Re7qQ/s320/7-30-2010+007.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Our newest Great Granddaughter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Jacqueline Rose, blessed us with her presence September 9th. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZEO6QO4K0w/Tp1beYr15XI/AAAAAAAACpk/lboh78Q5JfE/s1600/4+Generations+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #234723; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZEO6QO4K0w/Tp1beYr15XI/AAAAAAAACpk/lboh78Q5JfE/s320/4+Generations+004.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;This five generation picture includes Mother-in-Love, the baby's great-great grandmother. Husband, the baby's grandfather, Daughter, the baby's grandmother, Granddaughter, the baby's mother and Great-&lt;/span&gt;granddaughter&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;, Jacqueline, the center of attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Our five children blessed us with 16 grandchildren. As the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;grandchildren&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;mature and marry they have blessed us with 6 greats. And two more are arriving soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Children truly are the gift of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-5121720227062558558?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/5121720227062558558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/family-is-blessing-we-cherish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5121720227062558558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/5121720227062558558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/family-is-blessing-we-cherish.html' title='Family Is A Blessing We Cherish.'/><author><name>Sharon A. Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13317731231950753140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CiMvk5noh5A/TMjFP2T_f0I/AAAAAAAACdQ/6h4xKiOYPDw/S220/IMG_1219-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Sx5LE5kTjE/Tp1pAQ-LeOI/AAAAAAAACqE/vwIZghwOjyg/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666348413148103289.post-2300786497266745582</id><published>2011-10-18T00:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:08:20.879-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship of Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultivating Friendship'/><title type='text'>Women Need Other Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ7VhRO9ZGw/Tp2IiLAF1YI/AAAAAAAACqc/UEz2Sa-i8ek/s1600/Straight+Talk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ7VhRO9ZGw/Tp2IiLAF1YI/AAAAAAAACqc/UEz2Sa-i8ek/s320/Straight+Talk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I discovered the importance of the friendship of women while reading the book: &amp;nbsp;Straight Talk by Dr. James C. Dobson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women cannot depend on men to supply all their needs. Women may be expecting their husbands to fulfil needs that can only be satisfied by Jesus Christ our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 10: A man and his wife. Page 135.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened in the past century or so that has caused women to be unable to cope with husbands who do not meet their needs?&amp;nbsp;Dr. James C. Dobson says it springs from the &amp;nbsp;breakdown in the relationships between women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reveals one factor that is seldom admitted: American women tend to be economically competitive and suspicious of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor is that the extended family has disappeared, depriving women from that source of security and fellowship. Mothers and daughters, even siblings, often live in different states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depriving a woman of all meaningful emotional support from outside the home puts enormous pressure on the husband/wife relationship You must develop a network women friends with whom you can talk, laugh, gripe, dream, and recreate. There are thousands of women around you who have the same needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I write Women's Fiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2666348413148103289-2300786497266745582?l=www.sharonalavy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/feeds/2300786497266745582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/women-need-other-women.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2300786497266745582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666348413148103289/posts/default/2300786497266745582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sharonalavy.com/2011/10/women-need-other-women.html' title='Women Need Other Women'/><author><name>Sharon A. 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