Scottish, anyone?

Family at Games DinnerTwo weeks ago, I invited you to take a journey with me to learn about Herman Melville and his epic novel, Moby Dick. We’ll have to postpone the next step in that journey because I’d forgotten I wanted to tell you about an exciting event my family participates in each January: The Central Florida Scottish Highland Games. Those Games take place this coming weekend! Three generations of Gouges/Reeses/Santiagos have been working the games for over a dozen years. Here’s part of our family picture at the Games kickoff dinner.

Brochure 2018No doubt you remember that those Scots were a rowdy bunch and often fought amongst themselves, as well as fighting the English. But the annual Games are a wonderful way to celebrate all the best of Scottish culture without any of the crazy stuff that makes up every people group. As for the food, oh, mercy, bring your appetite! They have authentic Scottish fare. And yes, I love haggis, a unique Scottish culinary delight, which I suspect American Scots have adapted to our more tender (squeamish?) appetites.

 

Here are some of the events you can observe and/or take part in: Caber tossing, Sheep dogs herding sheep, Highland dancing competition, stone-carrying competition, ax-throwing competition, archery contest, children’s activities and competitions, and Quiddich.

You can also thrill to twenty or so magnificent drum and bagpipe bands. Nothing stirs the Scottish soul quite like a bagpipe. Imagine a hundred of them piping their tunes across the moors.

Visit the Scottish clan tents and learn amazing historical information about each clan. At the Scottish Heritage Tent, you can find your own Scottish roots through our databases.

Spend a little or a lot of money with the vendors who carry Celtic and Renaissance clothes and memorabilia.

David and Louise at GamesHere’s a picture of my husband and me wearing the plaid and celebrating our Scottish heritage. On the right is a picture of my dear hubby in his U. S. Army tartan kilt and a chest full of his medals from service in Vietnam.David in Army Kilt

So how did we get started with our involvement in these annual Games? Some years ago, my younger son became interested in his Scottish heritage, having married a lovely lassie whose father is actually from Scotland. (Her father has that charming accent and even plays bagpipes!) Along with her daughter, they became involved with the Central Florida Scottish Highland Games, eventually pulling my husband and me into the fun. Now my daughter and grandchildren have joined the fun.

Timothy and HeidiTimothy and Heidi Gouge at the Central Florida Scottish Highland Games kickoff dinner.

I don’t have a great deal of information to go on to learn more about my Scottish heritage except that my paternal grandmother’s maiden name was MacCaskill. Like many Scottish surnames, this spelling is just one of many, but most of them seem to refer to a “sept” of the Clan MacLeod of Lewis. (There’s also a MacLeod of Harris.) Historically in Scotland, a sept was a smaller clan (family) that attached itself to a greater clan for protection and shared resources.

MacLeod CrestBeing a smaller sept didn’t mean the MacCaskills were considered inferior. One William MacCaskill led the entire MacLeod clan against a fleet at Clanranald at Eynot. No doubt he was chosen to lead because the MacCaskills were skilled seamen and sailors. In the mid-nineteenth century, a certain Angus MacAskill (note different spelling, but same family) grew to be 7 feet 9 inches tall. Naturally, he was called The Giant. At right is the MacLeod of Lewis crest.

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Dunvegan Castle by Neil AitkenheadThe photo below is by Neil Aitkenhead, with the attribution-share alike. I’m hoping this means it’s okay to post it. Sure would hate to be sued for a simple, non-commercial blog!

 

 

 

Around the United States, numerous Scottish heritage societies host Highland Games similar to ours. For a day of family fun, great food, and exciting entertainment, check out these events. You’ll be glad you did.

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Do you have a Scottish connection? I’d love to hear about it in the comments below.

 

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2018 – What will it bring?

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With just 9 days in to 2018, I still can’t believe it’s another brand new year.

This is a time when we reflect back over the passing year and look forward to what 2018 will bring.

For me, 2017 was a year filled with mostly good things and some not so good, but through it all I can say I was truly blessed.

What will 2018 bring? Only God knows. We have a brand new clean slate and anything can happen.

Happy New Year!

This January, I have a brand new romantic comedy out entitled, Heart Of Texas. It’s about one woman’s struggle to leave behind a traumatic event in her life and try to find a better future.

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Laney Winters gets the biggest shock of her life when she learns she’s pregnant…on the same day she finds her husband in bed with his secretary. With her blissful life exposed as fraud, and her husband wanting nothing to do with raising a child, Laney faces divorce and her greatest fear–moving back home to live with her two eccentric old-maid aunts.Hiding the demise of her marriage and helping to manage the family diner should be uneventful, but a new man in town has the gossips speculating. Laney’s two aunts create an exciting mystery around the stranger, and Laney is sucked into an entertaining game of “Save Jake Montgomery from Aunt Thelma.” When her aunts’ latest victim turns out to be the town’s new family doctor, Laney must entrust him with her secrets, and along the way, discover that when your life flips upside down it’s God’s way of giving you a different perspective…and a fresh start.

Heart of Texas – Available now at Amazon

All the best…

Mary Alford

 

 

 

 

 

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January Release by Tara Randel

Happy January! I’m excited to announce my newest Harlequin Heartwarming release, His One and Only Bride, the sixth book in the Business of Weddings series. Having a book come out is very exciting, especially when the book holds a special place in your heart. You spend so much time in the world you’ve created that the characters become very real. Part of the family, really. This book pushed me as a writer. I fleshed out an idea that had been in the back of my mind for a long time and with the help of my awesome editor, it came to life. I couldn’t be happier.

There’s something very special about second chances and forgiveness. Where would we be without them? And the timing of this release is perfect—a new year, a story about new beginnings. I hope Mitch and Zoe’s story touches you.

Here’s sneak peak.

I don't know what to say.How about welcome home.

Mitch expected his wife’s surprise. After all, to her, he’d risen from the dead.

His hand gripped the cane that had become his lifeline. He wanted to heave it over the railing, but that meant lifting an arm that still needed rehab to function properly. Instead of cataloguing his injuries, he focused on his shell-shocked wife.

“I don’t understand. We were told…I thought you were…”

“Dead?”

She reached out to place her palms on the deck railing.

“The report was mistaken.”

“But…How…Why?”

“I was injured in a truck accident while leaving a refugee camp.”

She visibly pulled herself together. Took a step toward him, faltered and stopped. “Pretty soon I’m going to have a ton of questions, but right now…I don’t know what to say.”

“How about ‘welcome home’?”

He watched her struggle with this major surprise. “When did you get here?”

“About fifteen minutes ago.”

“How?” Her gaze took in his appearance and he knew what she saw. A guy who’d lost weight, whose complexion had turned pasty after weeks in the hospital. Not the image of the healthy husband who’d walked out of her life nearly two years ago.

“Wyatt. I called him to tell him I was heading home. He picked me up at the airport.”

A flush of red crept up her neck. “You didn’t think to call your wife?”

“I did, but considering how we ended our last conversation, I thought it would be better if I talked to you in person.”

She ran a hand through her shoulder-length black hair. What had happened to the long straight strands that had reached to her mid-back? In the hospital, he’d dreamed of running his fingers through it. Had dreamed of her easy smile, which was nowhere to be found right now. Had he expected her to jump into his arms when she saw him again despite the circumstances? Expect that old feelings would rush over her again? Disappointment swamped him. She looked like the same Zoe, yet there was something different about her. He couldn’t put his finger on it.

“I’m sorry, you didn’t want to call me? Despite everything, didn’t you think I’d have wanted to know you were at least okay?”

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Tara Randel is an award winning, USA Today bestselling author of fifteen novels. Family values, a hint of mystery, and of course, love and romance, are her favorite themes because she believes love is the greatest gift of all. Visit her website at www.tararandel .com and subscribe to Tara’s Newsletter to receive a link to download a free digital book. Like Tara at http://www.facebook.com/TaraRandelBooks.

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Being Deliberate about that One Thing by Elizabeth Goddard

 

Are you one of those people who starts out the new year with resolutions or goals or even one word you believe God has for you?

 

I confess that I belong to all of those groups.

 

Let me tell you why.

 

I LOVE new beginnings! That’s my perspective on the new year. It’s a fresh start. Maybe you’re in the middle of something big and the new year doesn’t feel like anything but the passing of time much too quickly, but you CAN make it a fresh start.

 

For most of us, those resolutions go to the side of the road within a week or two as we make our journey through life. Well, we tried. It was a start, a dream. But not something we could hold onto or make a reality.

 

Something I’ve learned through experience is that if I write it down, it has a better chance of happening. I’m a huge fan of keeping a to do list. Every single book idea I’ve written on my to do list has eventually come into this world as a book baby—ahem—a published novel on sale at stores. That’s true for most everything else on my to do list. (Only book ideas become book babies, I’m talking about everything else.)

 

So that’s one suggestion, my tip, for you on how to make a few things become reality.

 

As for the “word for the year”—what I believe God is speaking to me—it’s not something I usually pray about or think about too hard. It’s something I just know. After all, that word is probably something He’s been speaking to me for quite a while so I already know what it is, as should you.

 

For me,  this coming year (and for the last few months actually) that word is simply “be.” Or if you prefer a phrase–Just Be. Imagine my delight when I came across this post from Ann Voskamp about “Plan Be”. http://annvoskamp.com/2017/12/how-having-a-little-charlie-brown-christmas-gets-you-into-the-best-christmas-spirit-of-all-about-fears-heartbreak-hard-families-at-christmas/

 

In the post, she said,

 

Let go of Plan A — Go with “Plan Be.”

 

Love it!

 

I’m always so busy making sure things on my to do list get done, and my mind is flitting around in a thousand directions and lingering on future possibilities, that I’ve forgotten how to live in the moment. To just “be.”

 

41ejvuwdmal-_sx337_bo1204203200_So I ordered her wonderful book: The Broken Way: A Daring Path into the Abundant Life, and I continue to read snippets every day and let those snippets soak in and give me ideas about how I can be the gift. In other words, there is action involved in “just being.”

 

Most importantly, she nails it in this post: http://annvoskamp.com/2018/01/why-you-need-a-plan-be-for-your-bible-reading-this-year/ 

When she says . . .

I find this very helpful advice for reading the Bible: As you read, do your best to be there.

I couldn’t agree more! This chaotic world fights for our attention, holds our minds captive as we try to do even the simplest of things like read the Bible.

 

I want to go deeper with Him this year, deeper than ever before, but in order to do that I need to be deliberate about many things and not let life—the “cares of this world” as Jesus put it—drag me away from what should be the most important thing—my relationship with Him.

 

So in being deliberate about that one thing–I need to be present in this moment, and let His presence soak in, so I can BE Christ, BE the gift for others . . .

 

I pray that you, too, can be deliberate about that one thing–And you know what it is.

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P.S. My latest release, Thread of Revenge, releases in February!

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9781335490162 copyMarine biologist Sadie Strand is back in her coastal hometown to prove her best friend was murdered—but searching for evidence almost costs Sadie her life. Abducted, drugged and left for dead on a sinking boat, she’s barely rescued in time by Coast Guard Investigative Service special agent Gage Sessions, an old friend. Assigned to protect Sadie and connect three complicated cases, Gage risks his life time and again to make sure the woman he once loved survives. But although the handsome, guarded agent vows to protect her, someone will keep killing to ensure the truth never rises to the surface.

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I Need a Tracker by Julie Arduini

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Happy New Year!

Toward the end of 2017, my Fitbit died. Not just the battery, but a flat-out death. I enjoyed having it because I was part of a weekly challenge and it really motivated me to move, especially since my writing schedule was heavy.

 

It was too close to Christmas to consider buying a new one, and I figured I would be okay. I’d had the “zip” in my sock for so long that I assumed my mind would still feel it lodged against my ankle bone and I could move along as if it were really there. Sure, I wasn’t in a challenge and I wasn’t logging any stats, but I’d be okay, right?

The first week I was. I kept up with exercising and logged in manually with an old pedometer I found.

The second week I realized the pedometer was not tracking my steps. I tried to figure it out on my own. I kept up with the exercises, but I was frustrated.

The third week was busy, Christmas activities were in full swing. I decided instead of exercise, all my walking was good enough. After all, I couldn’t keep track of any of it. Since it was a crazy week, my eating took a hit.

Like an avalanche, that was how my wellness looked for the rest of the year. I wasn’t exercising. I wasn’t in any challenges. I quit logging into apps that were health related. I chose high carb/sugar foods when I was tired, stressed, and bored.

By New Year’s Eve, I was looking forward to getting back on track.

I realized Christmas week I needed my tracker. For me, it’s a Fitbit, but I needed a gadget to record my steps, sync with my apps, invite me to challenges, and visually show me how I was doing. It didn’t take long without the visualization and motivation for me to backslide, and I have a 3 lb gain to show for it.

Thankfully, Christmas money was a gift and I ordered a new device that comes today. I’ve already implemented new eating strategies to help me feel better and see improved numbers on the scale. My husband found a good deal on a treadmill and as a family we decided to gift that to each other. I’m truly excited about making better choices.

That season without a Fitbit showed me that I need accountability. Community. I’ve been reading No More Faking Fine by Esther Fleece and she shared how her wounds from the past led her to make choices that kept her in the “basement.” It wasn’t just literal, it was a choice she made toward isolation. Doing so kept her alone, and without accountability and community.

That’s an issue God’s nudging me on as well. I convince myself I don’t need help because I’ve got it under control. That asking for help is bothering others who are far busier than I am, and that they don’t care as much as I’d like to think they do. That’s basement thinking, and it’s a lonely place.

My goal this year is to reach out more and ask for help. To have accountability. To live as Esther put it, in the “living room” instead of the “basement.” It makes sense for fitness, and I think it’s wisdom in general. I don’t have life under control, and I bet when I share a struggle with someone I trust, they will have my back.

And my Fitbit will be in my sock.

Is accountability hard for you? Do you choose to dwell in the basement or living room when it comes to community and growth?

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Just Do It by Hannah Alexander

My Class Reunion

You know how resolutions go. I know how they go for me. I can say I’m going to do something, but those words don’t carry me very far. Families talk about having reunions, but no one gets around to hosting the things. I was blessed to have a small high school class with some people who went the extra mile and planned the reunions. We had so much fun we started getting together at odd times during the year, or odd years. Now that it’s become a habit, that makes things easier.

I look out at the bird feeders in the snow and promise to fill them for the birds while the cats are stuck inside and can’t get to them. It didn’t get done. Instead, I just toss birdseed out behind the house where I can watch from the kitchen. I’ve been doing that since the great freeze hit, and I can see a lot of happy little birds outside my window. It has become a habit, so it gets done.

I don’t make resolutions for the next year. I don’t pick a word to focus on–though I love the idea of it and wish I had the will to follow through like so many of my friends are doing. Instead, I decide I’m going to do something and I force myself to do it without making any statements. If I say it, then I probably won’t follow through with it. That’s just me.

I’ve been putting off the rewrite of a book for months–wait, make that over a year. The distractions of a new life in a new place have overwhelmed me this past year, and I gave up to the distractions. So instead of making a resolution, I sat down and hit the rewrites Sunday, then Monday, and am finishing today. It’s the most soothing, healing part of my life right now.

So it really doesn’t matter what kind of resolution you’ve made for the new year. What matters is the doing. So get to it, do it, and move forward.

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Words to Change Lives

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By Nancy J. Farrier

 

So, here we are. 2018. The first day of a brand-new year. A clean slate in front of us. What will we do with this year?

 

Many people choose to make New Year’s resolution. When I’ve tried that I break them faster than I make them. Before the first month ends, I’ve given up and forgotten what my resolutions were. Then I heard about a different idea—something my friends do.

 

The idea is to choose a word at the beginning of the new year. A word to focus on throughout the year. Something to change an attitude or way of thinking, to focus more on Godlike characteristics than on self. I’ve tried this before. Usually, by the end of January, just like with resolutions, I am struggling to remember what word I even chose, let alone how that should apply to my life.

 

The past couple of months, I’ve felt a nudge to try a word of the year again. Not only that, but my word for the year has already been chosen for me. You see, I’ve had a problem with my attitude towards upcoming change and towards others. I realize the importance of getting rid of the negativity in my life and attitude.

 

My word for this year is Thanksgiving. I think I should print a banner and put it on the wall so I see “Thanksgiving” every day when I get up. I believe God wants to work with me to change the attitude of my heart by this one word.

 

A quick search of scripture showed more than 70 verses using the word thanks. I could take one verse a week to memorize and help me learn this important concept. If I do that—if I make the word “Thanksgiving” a crucial part of my life for the whole year, I have no doubt my life will change. I look forward to seeing what has happened on this very day one year from now.

 

“So we, Your people and sheep of Your pasture, will give You thanks forever; we will show forth Your praise to all generations.” Ps. 79:13 NKJV

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Do you dream of being a writer?

by Jim Denney

Mark Twain retreated to a shed at Quarry Farm in New York, where he wrote The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.

Renaissance philosopher Michel de Montaigne used to write his books in a high tower of his château in France.

The creator of Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling, isolates herself from society when she writes, completely avoiding social media. When an assistant created a Twitter account in her name in 2009, she posted a single tweet during the first year and a half: “This is the real me, but you won’t be hearing from me often, I am afraid, as pen and paper are my priority at the moment.”

If you dream of being a writer, you probably envision a quiet, distraction-free environment. You may even picture a future time when you can wall yourself off from the world to pen your magnum opus.

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I do most of my writing with my mouth, speaking into a microphone with voice dictation software. I can talk faster than I type, and this technology enables me to write as fast as I think.

But here’s the reality for most writers, including me: Few of us can afford the luxury of physically isolating ourselves while we write. Most writers have families, jobs, and responsibilities, and we have to write where we can, when we can, often under conditions that are far from ideal.

E. B. White, author of Charlotte’s Web, described his writing environment this way:

“My house has a living room that is at the core of everything that goes on: it is a passageway to the cellar, to the kitchen, to the closet where the phone lives. There’s a lot of traffic. But it’s a bright, cheerful room, and I often use it as a room to write in, despite the carnival that is going on all around me. A girl pushing a carpet sweeper under my typewriter table has never annoyed me particularly, nor has it taken my mind off my work, unless the girl was unusually pretty or unusually clumsy. My wife has never been protective of me, as, I am told, the wives of some writers are. In consequence, the members of my household never pay the slightest attention to my being a writing man — they make all the noise and fuss they want to. If I get sick of it, I have places I can go. A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper.”

A writer doesn’t need an “ideal” writing environment. A writer just needs the will and the drive to write. Stephen King produced his first few novels in a tiny laundry room, little more than a closet, in a rented mobile home. And speculative fiction writer Harlan Ellison wrote some of his most famous short stories in bookstore windows, as crowds looked over his shoulder — how’s that for a distraction?

Ray Bradbury wrote his earliest stories surrounded by noise and conversation. He reflected, “I wrote in bedrooms and living rooms when I was growing up with my parents and my brother in a small house in Los Angeles. I worked on my typewriter in the living room, with the radio and my mother and dad and brother all talking at the same time.”

Science-fiction writer Isaac Asimov kept his typewriter behind the counter of his father’s candy store in Brooklyn, and he pounded out his early stories between interruptions by customers. “I doubt if I ever had fifteen straight minutes of peace. . . . [I] learned to withstand incredible noise and interruption. . . . I was undistractible.” 

Our goal as writers should not be to shut ourselves off from humanity, but to simply become undistractible. This means that when we write, we write. We don’t do anything else. We don’t think about anything else. We don’t take phone calls. We don’t answer the doorbell. We don’t check our email or social media. We don’t play games on our computer or phone. We write, period.

I have written books in the front seat of my car, while waiting to pick up my kids at elementary school. I have written in the mountains and at the seashore, sitting cross-legged on the floor at LAX, and aboard a jetliner at 40,000 feet. I can write anywhere. And so can you. It just takes desire — and practice. If you learn the art of being undistractible, of going deep within yourself and shutting out the world as you write, you can write anytime, anyplace.

“If you are a writer,” said Joyce Carol Oates, “you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and no matter what you are doing, driving a car or doing housework . . . you can still be writing, because you have that space.”  And Nathan Englander said, “Turn off your cell phone. . . . Unplug. No texting, no email, no Facebook, no Instagram. Whatever it is you’re doing, it needs to stop while you write.”

How can you settle into a focused, undistracted mental space when you are surrounded by distractions? Here are a few suggestions: Promise yourself a reward — a favorite food or beverage, a call to a friend, some entertainment or relaxation time — after you reach your quota of words or pages.

Remind yourself: “My writing is all-important to me. Momentary distractions are of no importance. I will focus on what truly matters.”

It may help to have a ritual to get you focused and prepared to enter a state of focus and concentration. Some writers find that an exercise ritual — running, walking, or swimming — prepares their minds. Some relax and breathe deeply.

My ritual of preparation for writing is prayer. I ask God to empower me, to make me sensitive to his leading, to help me listen for his voice and his creative inspiration. Then I plunge into the work.

I’ve always found the writing process to be the supreme solution to distractions. When writing, you’re in an altered state of mind. You’re mentally sealed off from your present life, with its problems, cares, and concerns, and you are in a state of focus.

So quiet your thoughts, ask for divine inspiration, devote yourself to absolute focus on the work at hand.

Then get down to business and write.

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Note: Battle Before Time, the first book in my newly revised and updated Timebenders series for young readers, has just been released in paperback. Click this link to learn more.

And if you’d like to learn more about how to write faster, more freely, and more brilliantly than you ever thought possible, read my book Writing In Overdrive, available in paperback and ebook editions at Amazon.com. —J.D.

 

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The New Year’s Pretzel

While doing research for my books set in the Amana Colonies, I particularly enjoyed learning about holiday traditions. Since the New Year will soon arrive, I thought I’d pass along a New Year’s tradition from the colonists—one that was new to me. On New Year’s Day, it was customary to serve pretzel—but not the salty pretzels like we purchase in the store. Rather, a New Year’s Pretzel is a pretzel-shaped coffee cake, very light and sweet, with raisins, and frosted with a white icing.

The pretzel was baked just before New Year’s Eve and then the frosted pretzel was topped with either shredded coconut or sprinkled with chopped nuts. Even today, the tradition continues and the many descendants who live in Amana agree that New Year’s Day isn’t complete until they’ve eaten Pretzel.

After learning about the tradition and securing a recipe, I decided to try my hand at baking a sweet, bread pretzel. I must admit that I was a little concerned when I began my adventure into Pretzel-land because I’d picked up a rapid rise yeast rather than active dry yeast. Not wanting to go out in the freezing weather again, I decided to give the rapid rise a try.

This is a picture of the dough in the “pre-rising” stage after I’d been kneading for about fifteen minutes. The recipe called for twenty minutes of kneading, but I don’t own a mixer with a dough hook and my arms felt like they’d entered a kneading marathon after fifteen minutes, so I called it good. The dough didn’t appear to suffer near as much as my sore arms. Once the dough rested, I divided the dough and rolled it into four ropes. They weren’t exactly equal, but I tried. Then I did my best to shape them into pretzel-shapes before baking.

As you can see, when they came out of the oven, they looked more like giant bulbs for a Christmas tree rather than pretzels. While I was disappointed about the shape, I was pleased it didn’t hurt the taste one bit.

As I mentioned earlier, the pretzel is frosted and sprinkled with coconut or chopped nuts. Among the Amana colonists there remains a bit of disagreement about whether the frosting should be topped with chopped nuts or coconut. Wanting to be fair, I put half of each on the pretzels I baked.

Now, I’m going to be honest. Pretzel is good, but the recipe makes four of them–far too much for one person. So, if you decide you want to bake a New Year’s pretzel, let me know and I’ll share the recipe. But be prepared to share with friends, family or even the birds who are looking for a snack on a cold winter day. Next time I’ll cut the recipe in half—or maybe I’ll expand my horizons and try something new!

Many Blessings in the New Year, and may you find joy as you expand your horizons with the Lord.  ~Judy

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Let’s begin a journey together.

Does it ever boggle your mind to think about the vast amount of information that’s available to us today through an internet search? No matter what the subject, we can learn all sorts of interesting facts. Of course we have to be careful in choosing our sources. And we authors have to be diligent when we’re researching our stories because we want our fiction writing to be taken seriously. Nothing pulls a reader out of a story faster than mistakes about a subject he/she knows well. Academics also must take special care to be sure their sources are accurate and trustworthy or risk losing credibility with colleagues and students alike.

Rollins CollegeStill, many a subject can be studied from the comfort of one’s home or dormitory room, resulting in excellent papers and compelling novels. Anyone over the age of thirty knows this easy research wasn’t always available. As recently as 1999, when I was writing my master’s thesis on Herman Melville’s Moby Dick, I didn’t have such an easy time of it. Scouring the card catalogues, viewing the new and incomplete computer files, and perusing the stacks at Rollins College (See a picture of Rollins campus above)), I couldn’t find everything I needed to know about both the author and the book. It took a spring break trip to snowy New Bedford and Nantucket, MA, to find everything I needed in the libraries and historical societies. I also found a key piece of information in the library of Southwestern Theological Seminary in Fort Worth, TX. Not that I disliked traveling, mind you, but it was time-consuming and expensive when I needed to be doing some actual writing to complete my thesis on time.

Melville colorFast forward twenty years, and I can easily find all that I need to know online. Well, I do have a personal library of print books that help me along, but how much easier it is to “google” a topic and quickly find resources from credible sources. Sure does save time and money, and frees me up to write my books.

Moby_Dick_p510_illustrationWhile the technology has been a boon to me as a writer, I still prefer to live in the past. What I mean by that tongue-in-cheek statement is that I love to write and read historical fiction. When planning my thesis, I asked my faculty advisor if I could write it as a novel rather than an academi51VFZWZ65ELc paper. Dr. Cohen graciously permitted me to do so. Thus, Ahab’s Bride was born, a sequel to Melville’s Moby Dick. (These public domain pictures above inspired me as I wrote. At right is the cover for the first edition of Ahab’s Bride, published in 2004 by David C. Cook.)

Over the next month or so, every other Thursday, I will be writing about my journey to research and write this book. I hope you’ll stay tuned and enjoy taking the journey with me.

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It’s all over…

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We spend weeks, if not longer, preparing for this special holiday and then it all comes down to one day. It goes by too fast. Yet hopefully, the spirit of Christmas will live in our hearts the whole year long.

By now, the presents have all been unwrapped. The meal has been served. Family is gone. Christmas is over. But Christmas isn’t the ending, it’s just the beginning. That little Baby in the manager didn’t stay a Baby. He grew up. Preformed so many miracles. Changed many lives, and then died on a cross. Then three days later, He rose from that grave to insure that those who put their trust in Him will see Him again in heaven. What an amazing gift.

So, as the New Year begins and the decorations are all put away, don’t forget, while Christmas may be over, it really is just the beginning.

 

All the best…

 

Mary Alford

www.maryalford.net

 

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Celebrating Christmas Present

A Christmas Carol painting by Dean Morrisey

By Marilyn Turk

In the famous Dickens’ story, A Christmas Carol, Ebenezer Scrooge is visited by three spirits – the ghost of Christmas Past, the ghost of Christmas Present, and the ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve read many blog posts, and one recurring theme is the focus on Christmases past. These memories are part of what makes Christmastime so special. We love the nostalgia it brings. We remember family gatherings from Christmases in our past, and we recognize decorations that stir memories of the person or place they came from.

These memories are often bittersweet. We miss the family members who are no longer with us. And although we appreciate the adults they’ve become, we still miss the innocence of our children when they were young. Our minds drift back in time, and part of us wants to go back with it.

However, it is often those memories that can make us depressed at this time of year. Knowing we can’t go back is a fact of life the child in us doesn’t want to accept. We can get so caught up in the past that we fail to enjoy the present.

Lately, I found myself in this situation, and I discovered that those memories were preventing me from experiencing the joy of today. I realized that if I don’t uproot my mind from the past, I could very well miss the wonder of Christmas now.

So in case you’re dealing with some melancholy like I was, here’s some tips to turning your attitude around.

  1. Be thankful for good Christmas memories.
  2. See Christmas through the eyes of a child, whether your own, your grandchild, a relative, a neighbor, put yourself in the child’s shoes and feel the excitement that youth feels.
  3. Get out of the house. As long as the weather outside is not “frightful,” or you’re unable, go some place where other people are – a coffee shop, a mall (unless traffic is a deterrent), where you can be around other people in a festive mood.
  4. Watch a happy Christmas movie. Hallmark Channel has them nonstop this month.
  5. Go visit a friend and bring him/her something – cookies, candy, something simple that shows you care.
  6. Go caroling. Or just play some Christmas music.
  7. Get involved in a community project to help others this time of year – the Empty Stocking Fund or other local campaigns to provide gifts for the less-fortunate.
  8. Decorate your house! I’ve heard some people say that since they don’t have kids in the house anymore or they’re going away for the holidays, there’s no need to decorate. Humbug! You may not need to do as much as you used to, but put something festive up. Burn a scented candle that has a holiday scent.
  9. Wear something festive, even if it’s goofy. If you can make others laugh, you’ll smile too.
  10. Make cookies for your neighbors.
  11. And last, but most importantly, be thankful for Christmas and what it represents, the son of God come to earth as a human, born as a baby to be our Messiah, our Savior. Put out a nativity and read the Christmas story out loud. Then watch this video that tells the story from a child’s perspective. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suowe2czxcA

Celebrate this Christmas, Christmas Present, so in your Christmases Yet to Come, you won’t have any regrets of Christmas Past.

 

May your Christmas be blessed, and your joy be full!

 

 

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A Gift That Keeps on Giving by Margaret Daley

A Gift That Keeps on Giving

By Margaret Daley

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It’s the Christmas season, and if you are like me, you have to decide what to give people on your Christmas list. Sometimes that can be a difficult task, especially for people who have “everything.” I have a gift that can go across all generations and it covers a wide area of interest: a book.

A book can either be fiction, non-fiction or a combination of both. You can discover what a person likes to read, and then you can find a Christian book that covers that subject or genre. If a friend or family member is dealing with a difficult situation, you can give them a book that deals with the same type of problem. It can be a non-fiction book concerning the subject–like grief. But that same subject can be in a fiction book where the story shows how the characters handle their grief, what problems they encounter and how they go through the stages of grieving.

At American Christian Fiction Writer’s FictionFinder.com website, you can put in a subject, geographical area, a time period, and/or a social issue and search for fiction books that cover them. For instance, my book, Shattered Silence, is about bullying. If you are looking for a book about dealing with bullies, you could check the list of social issues for all the books on the site that deal with bullying.

Shattered Silence

Another way to get a specific book on a subject or genre for a person you want to buy a gift for is to talk with a salesperson at a Christian bookstore. The staff will often know what others have been reading, recommending and saying about certain books. The staff can be a great resource to help you pick the right book for a gift for someone on your list.

Why give a Christian book for a present? It is a personal gift, one you’ve put thought into. There is an array of topics that have books covering them whether fiction or non-fiction. Books can be given to all ages, male and female. A book whether purely entertaining or informational gives something to the reader–spiritual depth, affirmation of his faith, enjoyment and knowledge. Giving a Christian book is an extension of your stewardship, a way for you to spread the Word. What a great gift to give a person you care about, not just at Christmas but also throughout the year.

I’ve been writing for over thirty years. In 2000 I was led to write for the Lord, but I resisted at first because I didn’t think I had what it took to write a story with a faith element in it–to help others with their faith. But God had other ideas. He kept giving me stories perfect for the Christian fiction market–stories about forgiveness, redemption, trusting the Lord, hope and many other themes involving faith. I want to leave the reader uplifted. My writing is my ministry, and from letters I have received, I’ve helped people with some of their problems but also entertained them in the process. That is the power of a book.

Come join me with giving books for this Christmas to your loved ones and friends. I have been buying some throughout the year to give. With four granddaughters, I especially want to give them books to read. I’ve gained so much enjoyment from reading over the years. It’s important for me to pass it on to my granddaughters and what better books than Christian ones–clean, well written and faith based.

So make out a shopping list of types of books you can get for different people on your Christmas list and head for your nearest Christian bookstore. You can’t go wrong. Books are the gifts that keep on giving. They can be shared and reread. Have a merry Christmas.

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Peace with Politics by Julie Arduini

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I think it’s safe to write that 2017 was anything but boring. On a national level we inaugurated a new president, weathered literal storms and fires, mourned loss through senseless tragedy, discovered a lot of secret sin played out in public, and more I’m probably forgetting.

Just last week a lot of attention was focused on an election with polar reactions. People were either elated, or quite upset.

What a year.

Especially with the elections and government, I watched my Facebook feed turn pretty nasty. It saddened me, but I also had to be careful. I tend to get caught up in negativity and gossip, so one way I avoided a lot of drama was changing the settings. A few people went from friends to acquaintances, so I didn’t have to get involved, yet I didn’t unfriend. I tried to keep in mind that it’s great to live in a country where we can have opinions without the fear of imprisonment or worse, and that when people share so deeply, that shows passion. That overall can be a good thing.

The challenge was the negativity lasted more than a season. It has been on-going, and tensions are high. With the Christmas season, it is important to me to focus on the Good News, not the fake, or the mean. How is that possible?

“For a child is born to us,
    a son is given to us.
The government will rest on his shoulders.
    And he will be called:
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6, NLT, Biblegateway.com

It’s a verse so associated with Christmas that it’s easy to overlook it. Do you see it?

The government will rest on his shoulders.

The Christmas Child is not only Our Savior, He’s our Wonderful Counselor. Mighty God. Everlasting Father. Prince of Peace. AND—-the government will rest on his shoulders.

Not mine. Not CNN. Not Fox. Not on the president of this country or the ruler of North Korea. Everything that is going on in politics is not for me to worry about. Care? I do, deeply. But the burden is on Him, not me. What a freeing feeling!

Knowing this, my journal is filled with prayer requests I lift up for salvations, wisdom, discernment, provision, and safety for our leaders and their families. The division, negativity, and hate that I am seeing and reading, that’s not where my focus is. My eyes are above because I have faith. I have to believe Jesus has this under control. When I doubt, and I definitely waver, I look to this verse.

Not only does it say the government is on His shoulders, it says it will rest there. Not spin out of control on His shoulders. Not flail or fight, but rest.

That changes everything for me, even when I want to find a reason to join the commentary. Instead, I avoid the drama the best I can and take it all to my prayer closet.

And the peace I’ve had regarding this has been more than a season. It has been on going.

And it’s helped me enjoy a beautiful Christmas season.

I wish you all Christ’s peace this Christmas and beyond. Thank you so much for being a part of Christians Read!

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What’s Your Direction?

Where does this road lead?

I love paths, roads, trails, anything that takes me to a place I’ve never been before, and often I stay on a trail a little longer than expected because I can never resist discovering what is just around the far bend in the distance. In fact, I have a tradition that I didn’t realize had become a tradition until a few years ago. I take a Christmas hike in the snow any time I can find snow. It makes any familiar trail look brand new. But I don’t always get snow, so I don’t depend on it. I still get out there. That’s one of my favorite celebrations of Christmas.

Getting outside and following some kind of trail–be it highway, dirt road, or foot path–draws me closer to God. It’s where I commune best with him, and the farther I am from civilization, the closer I feel to God. I feel safe following a hiking trail, perhaps because I always believe I’m in God’s hands at that time, and whatever happens won’t be out of His will. But that’s just me. You likely have other ways to commune with Christ.

Have I ever gotten lost? Oh, yeah. My pet phrase several years ago was “One-hill-short-of-the-trail.” That’s because, when I would take friends hiking with me, I didn’t always take a familiar path. Sometimes we would have to go cross-country down to the nearest creek and follow it out to the next road. I was always saying, “I think the trailhead is just over this next hill.” I never lost a friendship over it. In fact, when I was dating Mel, I let him get me lost one Sunday afternoon.

He was new to hiking and didn’t know the hills like I thought I did. He chose a different direction from the one I’d have chosen, and we ended up wandering around in hills and forests I didn’t even know existed–for hours. We were totally lost. I tore the seat of my jeans, he got poison ivy and pulled a muscle, and we did begin to wonder if we would get back to the car before dark. We even stopped and prayed at one point because I honestly had no idea which direction we were headed. I liked Mel so much by that time that I was really frightened that I might have convinced him I wasn’t the right person for him.

I was late for a Bible study class that evening, and walked in to hear someone praying for my wayward, selfish soul because I was obviously not dedicated enough to God to get to class on time. Oops. She would have never understood that I’d been communing with God all afternoon. That’s not her fault. Not everyone shares my passion for hiking.

Mel didn’t judge me so harshly. He proved to be an adventurous hiking companion, and has proven to be a wonderful life companion.

I feel the same way about life that I do about hiking. I like new trails to explore, and I like to experience new places and situations. Our move away from our entrenched home in Southwestern Missouri after living there for decades has been fascinating, challenging, and has sometimes made me wonder if I’m getting too old for all this change. I’ve learned a lot, met wonderful new people, and discovered that there is life outside out own little world in the tiny town where we lived our whole married life. I’ve also discovered that the challenges of exploring new frontiers (for us) has enriched our marriage.

But how about you? We’re drawing close to a new year, when some of us will set out a strategy for the future, make resolutions, even make some life changing decisions. Is there something in your life you haven’t yet explored fully? Is there a virtual trail you haven’t followed that makes you curious about what’s around that far bend?

You might be looking for a special book to read, or you might be deciding on a life mate. You might be moving to a different house, even in a different town, or perhaps a different state. It can be frightening if you aren’t accustomed to moving a lot. Mel and I were both born in western states and moved with our parents to SW Missouri when we were children. Boy, did we ever encounter culture shock. That experience has served us well because we know there are different ideas and attitudes in every region of the country. Change can be difficult in ways we can’t imagine, but it can also bring new life to our hearts. It can give us new vistas to appreciate, even some wonderful surprises.

If you’re dreading a change of any kind in your life, give it to God first. Ask Him to guide you each step of the way. If you delight yourself in Him–talk to Him, share a relationship with Him, listen to Him, read His word–then He will give you the desires of your heart. I’ve discovered that He knows the desires of my heart much better than I do. I’ve found this to be true in some of the most painful, frightening times in my life. He hasn’t left my side. He won’t leave yours. Walk with Him into that change and rejoice.

Have a wonderful, blessed Christmas.

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