Choosing Gratitude: Your Journey to Joy by Yvonne Ortega

With Thanksgiving Day a week away in the USA, many of us may focus on what we will serve for dinner that day. Perhaps before we eat, we will thank God for his blessings to us.

Nancy Leigh DeMoss says, “Gratitude should be an every moment, every hour, every day, lifetime commitment. Will we ever run out of things to be thankful for? Not a chance.”

Nancy says, “If you’ve always wanted prayer to be as natural as breathing, then pave the way with gratitude.” She spent many months looking at what the Scripture has to say about gratitude.

The book is full of specific Scriptures and examples from the lives of such people as Fanny Crosby, writer of eight thousand hymns, who thanked God for the blessing of blindness.

Nancy takes us on a journey “to confront those stubborn weeds of ingratitude and choose to cultivate a thankful heart.” With transparency and humility she gives examples from her own life of how God encouraged her to give thanks for that which broke her heart.

In her book, the author says gratitude is “not a second-tier virtue in the Christian life—it is vital.” She points out that blessings come disguised as problems and difficulties. She asks if the pain will draw us closer to the Father or make us want to withdraw from his grace and fellowship. I pray it will draw us closer to the Father, especially after reading this book.

Nancy calls gratitude her life preserver and says that choosing gratitude is choosing joy. As we read the book, hopefully gratitude will become our life preserver too and we will choose gratitude and thus joy.

Nancy points out that people fall into two categories: givers and takers, lovers and fighters, Type As and Type Bs, free spirits and list makers, and whiners and worshipers. Will we whine or will we worship?

Our journey to grateful worship of God is “going gratitudinal” according to Nancy DeMoss.

To help us to practice gratitude and thus choose joy, the author includes a 30 day devotional at the end of the book.

Buy this book and read a chapter daily. Let the gratitude that flows out of your life be as abundant as the grace that flows into your life.

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Thankful—It’s a Choice

It seems the week before Thanksgiving through Christmas runs at full-speed. For the most wonderful time of year it can be full of stress. Given our economy the financial strain on families can make us forget finding the smallest thing to be thankful about.

I live in a city that has been designated the top city for poverty (or something to that affect). It’s easy to forget the positive things and people that impact our lives.

Perhaps this is the first round of holidays where one “celebrates” without a loved one for the first time. I know even a few minutes ago as I slid across a wet deck and landed in a split it felt like the latest of cruel jokes to come my way. Once I shook it off I tried to think of something positive to focus on because so much has felt wrong.

Thankful? It’s a choice. Even as I sprawled across the deck in a heap I realized my knee didn’t dislocate. For that, I’m very grateful.

One way I celebrate Thanksgiving and try to highlight how life-changing being thankful can be is to open my blog to guest posters who share their thankful thoughts. I’ve been doing this for 4 years and it is a favorite tradition for me and readers. Whether the posts are a few sentences or a two-day post, they are inspiring, challenging, funny, emotional, and yes, thankful.  The bloggers are published authors, bloggers, friends, family, and those who stumbled on my invite that I do not know.

The guest bloggers this year chose to be thankful, most in the midst of trying circumstances. I thought to encourage you I’d share snippets of some of the thankful posts. May their words bless you beyond measure as you enter into Thanksgiving.

Lee Carver—In the year 2000, a few weeks before Darrel and I were moving to the Brazilian Amazon as missionaries, I fell down the rickety basement stairs at our son’s home. I screamed during the fall, hoping to call the family to my aid because I knew in midair that this was going to be bad.

The pain was so overwhelming that I retched and almost passed out. My left leg was strung out behind me on upper stairs. Darrel and our son, Quinn, and his wife came running. Darrel and Quinn came to my side while Sue watched in horror from above. I reached back and, with both arms, lifted my leg and placed it on the lower step beside the other. The leg wobbled in my hands, and I felt the grinding of loose, broken bones. Words fail to describe the pain.

Darrel and Quinn began to pray, begging the Lord for help, resting their hands gently on my shoulders.

After the amen, Darrel suggested we call an ambulance. They discussed how best to get me back up the stairs. I said, “Wait, let me see what I can do.”

Pulling against the one weak board on the right side, using my right leg as much as possible, I was able to stand. It didn’t hurt as bad as I expected. I turned around with their help, and looked up all those stairs. What would happen if I put weight on the left leg?

It held. Unbelievable. Slowly, I climbed with the good leg and braced with the other and even walked to the car.

The doctor illuminated X-rays against the hospital lights. There were no breaks. Not one. Tears of joy slid down my face, because I knew we were looking at a miracle.

Becky Frame—How do I give thanks for Dad’s death? I don’t. I can’t. But Christ in me can. Gratitude for something like this, that breaks so many hearts and alters so many lives so completely, requires nothing less than a miracle performed by the powerful God who raised Jesus Christ from the dead.

That God, my Abba, does miracles every day.

Abba, from the bottom of my crippled, broken, bleeding heart, in the name of Jesus Christ, I give You thanks for my dad’s death. Glorify Your name.

Jennifer Slattery—Now, sixteen years later, my hair’s streaked with gray, laugh lines fan from my eyes, and it’s harder to find clothing to compliment my not so complimenting figure, and I’m thankful for ‘till death do we part. I’m thankful that even when I’m at my worst, lying on the couch with hair frizzed out and nose swollen red with the flu, my husband still looks at me with fire in his eyes and says, “You’re beautiful.”

Because over the years, we’ve learned that beauty extends far beyond the exterior, heightened by a love that penetrates so deep, no amount of wrinkles, bald heads, pot-bellies, or gray hair, can distinguish the passion we have for one another.

But most importantly, I’m thankful for my Bridegroom who holds my husband and I together and shows us, through His death on the cross, what it truly means to love with passion.

Ada Brownell—As a result, I’ve written a book, several years in the making, Swallowed by Life: Mysteries of Death, Resurrection and the Eternal, which will be on Amazon in November 2011. I discovered medical science shows we are much more than a body—and scripture proclaims it loud and clear. I found Jesus was the same Lord when we lost our beautiful daughter as He was throughout my life and the Holy Spirit is the Comforter.

Holly—I met Jesus today. He was about 6’2″, slender and walked with a slight limp. He’s has 3 surgeries to repair his broken back, but everyday he experiences excruciating pain. He’s got a beard speckled with grey, auburn and black hair. While we talk he nestles his hands under his chin and plays periodically with his beard. He holds a cigarette in his left hand, which is mostly ignored. His eyes speak volumes, as do the dark circles under his eyes. He wears a black hooded sweatshirt, jeans and work boots. A former Hells Angel, I see the tattoos on his hands and neck testifying of a past life. He’s been sober 17 years now.Not exactly what you hand in mind was it? Ya. Well, me either.

I’m thankful for this blog, and that Vicki obeyed God to create it. I’m thankful for you. Have a blessed Thanksgiving.


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Acts of Kindness by Hannah Alexander

Due to my mother’s declining health, I have been the recipient of multiple acts of kindness lately, and those acts are like a touch from God to me, and I’ve learned to show more kindness toward others. It’s contagious.

I love getting together with some long-time high school friends–I don’t dare call them old friends, since we’re all the same age. Several of us have a girls’ pajama party one weekend a year. This past weekend I was touched by the kindness of those friends. Sherry, for instance, knows I’m allergic to gluten, so she went out of her way to find recipes free of gluten. She baked gluten-free muffins, tried over and over to make gluten free pumpkin pancakes and rice pudding. Just for me, because she knew I was allergic. And then there’s Doris, who reads my books and remembers them, and who made individualized pillow cases for each of us–mine was covered with cats. Then there’s Deb, who planned a gluten-free meal of salmon and rice, and didn’t even get upset when I had to leave early due to a change of plans, and totally missed the meal. Tess took off work early and rushed home to grab the chili she makes every year for our pajama party. It was, of course, gluten free. When kindness abounds, friendship abounds, and our friendship spans over forty years.

Another act of continued kindness comes from my mother’s Sunday school class. They not only visit her here nearly every week, but they bring food for the freezer. Those ladies know how to cook, and they have fed us many a wonderful meal, taking quite a load off my shoulders. They share not only food and time, but encouragement and letters and passages from the Bible. Our pastor’s wife, as well, comes nearly every Wednesday to visit with Mom, share memories and look at pictures. None of these are quick visits, but they stay and spend quality time with Mom, freeing me to get other things done.

As my mother continued to fail and her dementia worsened, we hired someone I have known from church for thirty-five years, who wasn’t presently working, and who has experience working with dementia patients. I’m amazed by her patience, compassion and kindness toward my mother, and the way she handles Mom deftly when sundowner’s strikes in late afternoon. This same person likes to shovel snow, and when snow hits, she sneaks to the homes of the elderly from our church and shovels the snow from their walks. She doesn’t want pay or thanks, she just wants to make sure they’re safe when they step outside. She doesn’t even see the beauty in her own heart.

I could go on about the wonderful acts of kindness carried out by people who have heard the whisper of God in their ear, and who obeyed, but how about you? Have you experienced acts of kindness in your life lately? Would you like to honor that kindness by sharing it with us? I’d love to read them.

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REASONS READERS READ THE BOOKS THEY READ by Vicki Hinze

REASONS READERS READ THE BOOKS THEY READ

© 2011, Vicki Hinze

 

 

Every now and then, readers and writers are subjected to comments from other people about the reading material they have selected. Some of the comments are from people we know, others are from total strangers.

 

For example, the person sitting beside you in the doctor’s office that you have never seen before and never will again, who happens to notice what you’re reading and feels compelled to tell you why you should or should not be reading that particular book.

 

Most days, I find that amusing. After all, a total stranger knows nothing about you or your life yet feels absolutely comfortable in advising you on what is in your best interests. But there are times when that is not so amusing, when it is anything but amusing,  like during the first radio interview that I ever did on one of my books.  A gentleman called in and took exception to me wasting my time writing a romance novel when there were so many admirable women in the world I could be writing about.

 

He hadn’t yet read the book, but that didn’t slow him down. He hadn’t yet heard what the book was about, which was that we all make mistakes, and when we do, we have to have the courage and fortitude to pick ourselves up and try again.   Didn’t matter.  No, he heard the words romantic suspense, drew conclusions that were inaccurate but embedded in his brain, and stuck with his advice.

 

The interesting thing, if he knew me, he’d know I’d never write a book about a woman I didn’t consider admirable.  But he didn’t know that, either.  He spoke his piece, I spoke mine, and for the most part, it was amiable and we moved on to the next caller.

 

That incident happened over two decades ago—and again several weeks ago. Isn’t it funny how some things never change?

 

But some things do. I have. You have.  Books have.   One constant that I don’t believe has changed much is the reasons people read the books they read.

 

What we read isn’t a one-size-fits-all proposition.

 

Just as we go through seasons in life, we go through seasons in reading. A season can be for an extended period of time, or for one book. My point is that we look for different things at different times in books and, fortunately, we live in a time where we have a broad array of books from which to select books that fit our needs at any given moment.

 

Readers read for many reasons. Here are a few:

 

Entertainment. Whether we need down time because we’re going through difficulties or because we just want to relax, we read for entertainment. We don’t expect to discover life- altering information, we don’t expect to be educated.  We expect to be entertained. There’s value in entertainment. Whether it allows us to release stress, or unwind, or to forget our troubles for a time, entertainment is valuable to us.

 

I often share a story about my own need for entertainment during my mother’s deathwatch. While she lay in ICU, and was in and out of consciousness, for five minutes here and there I could lose myself in the story and forget that I was losing the woman who gave me life. Those five minute breaks enabled me to deal with all of the rest of the 60 minutes in that hour, and from hour to hour and day to day. You tell me the value of a five-minute escape in a situation like that. I know the value I found in them.

 

Experience. Readers are armchair adventurers. We want to experience something new and different and outside of our normal daily life. And we love experiencing it from the safety of our armchair. We can be adventuresome, take risks, and participate in exciting, thrilling experiences without guilt or feeling the need to condemn ourselves as fools for taking risks that impact our ability to fulfill our responsibilities to others.   We can also work through our troubles by participating in a story journey of someone going through similar problems. Maybe we couldn’t find a way to overcome our challenge on our own, but the character in a book can and does, and we see from her experience that we can, too.

 

Maybe were at a crossroads and we’re not sure which way to go. Maybe were confused, or feeling helpless or maybe even hopeless. But we pick up a book, and in that story we journey down one path or the other. We see what that character encountered, and apply it to what we might expect. We gain experience from our journey. If the end result is a positive one or a negative one, we still gain. We see the value in making the journey and it offers us clarity. We can apply the story situations to our situations and gain from the experience.

 

Education. We learn reading books. Both fiction and nonfiction can offer us many opportunities to learn about new places, cultures, and traditions; new ways of thinking and coping and handling specific situations. We can see how problems were addressed and what the outcome was, and then we can decide whether that is the outcome we choose. If it is, we have a plan. If it is not, we have the base of a plan and the knowledge to know what not to do in our own situation.

 

We stand to learn as much from fiction is nonfiction. In a way, often we can learn more from fiction because we get beyond the facts and into the emotional impact, the spiritual impact, the impact on other people directly affected, and more. The canvas is broad, the effects far-reaching. Very often in stories twists and turns occur that we would never anticipate in our own circumstance. The education offered has value.

 

Today you might want to read a book because you’re seeking an answer to a question. Tomorrow you may want to read a book because you need downtime, time to just be. Next week you may be looking for information and seeking education, or you might experience something totally outside your sphere that scares your socks off, and you want to read a book about it to see how someone else who went through it or had the same experience handled it.

 

Readers read for many different reasons. They read different books at different times for different reasons.  And no one knows better than the reader what he or she needs at any given time from a book.

 

We’ve all heard the old saying that there is good and bad in everything. I would say that books are not exempt. But I would also say that what is deemed good or bad is subjective.

 

I am a writer, but I am also a reader. In shorthand, I’ll say I read to mood.   But a more accurate description would be to say that I choose the books I choose, at the time I choose them, for a specific purpose. I am seeking something. It might be entertainment, education, experience, or something totally different. And I will venture to say the same is true of other readers.

 

For that reason, I’m hesitant to make a judgment call on what other people read. I do believe that they’re drawn to the books that they choose for reasons beyond personal preference. That’s not to say that if you read a book you really enjoy, you can’t recommend it to other people. Book recommendations are totally different from what I’m talking about in these situations where judgments are made for her against books that you’ve selected to read. It’s the judgment call that creates the challenge.

 

This might seem unrelated, but it’s not.  An interviewer once asked me a question that has stayed with me. She wanted to know if I got upset about publishing delays. I said that I did not then shared an experience that happened to me many years earlier.  A book had been delayed eight years from the time I wrote it until it appeared on bookshelves, but it appeared at exactly the right time—the perfect time—for a reader who needed to hear what it had to say.

 

Once you’ve had such an experience, and you’ve seen all the dots connect so that readers and books find each other at just the right moment, you don’t question things like delays again. Instead, you trust that the book will reach the people it is intended to reach.

 

Perhaps that is an experience that would serve well those who issue judgments on the value of what others read.  Perhaps they too should trust and recognize the value in the books readers read.

 

Blessings,

 

Vicki

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A Day For Stories And Heroes by Lynette Sowell

.“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” ~ John 15:13

Today is Veterans Day in the U.S., and it seems fitting to me that we salute our military veterans. Last Saturday, I had the opportunity to sit down and chat with one of our local veterans, one of the several thousand remaining Pearl Harbor survivors. Here are the highlights of our conversation.

In 1939, Henri Grenier was 18 years old, and like many young men his age, he joined the United States Army. Grenier’s parents originally came from Quebec and settled in Maine, where Grenier was born and raised. Grenier grew up in a predominantly French-speaking household. Henri, or Hank as he’s usually called, faced a unique challenge when he enlisted.

I hardly knew any English when I joined the Army,” said Grenier. “It took me 16 weeks to get through basic training instead of eight. I didn’t know what they meant by ‘right face’ or ‘left face.’ It took me a while to understand what they wanted me to do. I don’t really remember much French anymore, though.”

After basic training, Grenier was assigned to the 27th Infantry Regiment, known as the Wolfhounds. Once Grenier shipped out to the Pacific theater, he found himself at Pearl Harbor’s Schofield Barracks.

The Wolfhounds spent six months laying barbed wire off the beaches, preparing for any kind of sea invasion,” said Grenier. “Last year when my wife and I returned to Hawaii for the U.S.S. Arizona memorial, Waikiki  looked the same. I’m sure the wire was gone, though.” We laughed together about that one.

Ninety years old now, Grenier recalled the morning of December 7, 1941. “It was a regular Sunday morning. I remember us getting ready to line up for formation to go to the mess hall for breakfast. Then we heard the planes coming in. Didn’t think much of it at first. We thought it was either the Army or Navy doing some exercises. Then we heard the explosions of bombs dropping. People started yelling, ‘We’re under attack!’ We started running.”

Grenier recalls a fellow serviceman from his unit, John Majewski, was wounded during the attack and sent back to the mainland. “I never found out what happened to him.”

During his total of 23 years of service with the Army, Grenier joined the Wolfhounds in a number of operations, including Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands. “We left Hawaii about a year after Pearl Harbor, and started hopping to islands in the Pacific.”

He vividly remembers making an ocean landing by ship. “We couldn’t get too close to shore because of the size of our ship, so we had to go in personnel carriers. The Japanese were waiting for us.” He recounted the tough battle they faced as they left the ship. I knew without him saying, he been through more than he wanted to share, or remember.

The 27th Infantry fought the Japanese, as well as disease in their Pacific conflicts. Grenier returned to Maine in 1945, then eventually met a young lady named Donna during his time back home in the early 50’s.

We were at a party, and he asked me to dance,” said Donna Grenier. The couple was married in 1953 and she was by his side supporting him, including three assignments at Fort Hood and other posts throughout the U.S. The couple sunk their roots into Copperas Cove after Grenier retired as a 1st Sergeant in 1974, and Grenier went on to operate Grenier Fencing.

At the time I started, there were only a few fence companies around. Now if you look in the yellow pages, they’re all over the place.” The Greniers’ three sons didn’t follow in their father’s footsteps of a military career, but all three served in the military. One son has worked as a contractor, the other as a mechanic on Fort Hood. “One of my sons passed away, but the other two have had good jobs, so I’m glad of that, even though they didn’t stay in the military.”

Grenier and his wife enjoy their retirement together, usually found playing bingo at the VFW Post 8477. “If we’re not home, one of our sons will call and say, ‘I guess you’re playing bingo again,’” said Donna with a smile. She treasures a photograph of her husband in his full dress uniform taken three years ago. The photo is simply labeled, “A picture of my love, Grand Marshal of the Veterans Day parade.”

Last December at the U.S.S. Arizona memorial at Pearl Harbor and the dedication of the new visitors center, Grenier recalls looking down to where the Arizona went down 70 years ago this December.

There were other survivors there, and other family members of survivors. We threw wreaths of flowers into the water.”

Grenier still proudly wears his traditional olive drab green hat with a wide brim, worn at one point during his career when he was a DI, or drill instructor. The hat is studded with pins and miniature commemorative medals. “No, I never made anyone cry as a drill sergeant. What you see on TV or movies, all the yelling and screaming and getting in someone’s face. I didn’t do that. They did what I told them to, though,” he said.

There are several thousand survivors of the attack on Pearl Harbor who are alive to recall this pivotal moment in American History, and seventy years later, Hank Grenier is thankful to be here to recount his stories of service to his country. I’m thankful I was fortunate to listen to him. Whatever you do today, make sure you thank a veteran. If  you’re fortunate, you’ll get to hear a story..

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Stairway to Heaven by Elizabeth Goddard

I waited in the car last night with my nineteen-year-old daughter for the boys to finish up with their activity. The days are colder now and grow dark earlier, but we were warm and cozy, listening to her music over the speakers via her iPod. I made sure she grew up listening to Christian music—contemporary and worship, of course. But she’s a musician, and as usually happens, children choose their own path. Her iPod holds thousands of songs she’s sure I wouldn’t “approve” of.

Despite my sentiments, “Stairway to Heaven”–and old, familiar tune–filled the car.

I sang out with the lyrics and my daughter gave me a wide-eyed look, “You know the words?” She was truly shocked.

I laughed and explained this was an old song that played repeatedly over the radio. When I grew up, we didn’t have Christian radio like we do today, but even though my Christians parents wouldn’t allow me to own Led Zeppelin music, yes—I know the words.

Sitting in the quiet, listening to music gave me time to reflect that I rarely get with a household of energetic boys and six pets, including an obnoxious blue and gold macaw, and a needy, schnauzer. You get the picture.

If you’re familiar with the song, you might remember the lyrics. The songs starts with, “There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven.”

I read that Robert Plant, the songwriter, said depending on the day, the lyrics will mean something different to him—it’s that kind of song. I recalled that the image inside the album was a rocky stairway and at the top, someone wearing a hooded cape stood looking on—my impression is this image represents the “angel of death,” but I don’t’ know.

All around us we can see there’s a hunger for the supernatural, the spiritual. People want to know if there is something waiting on the other side. We see this in the stream of books about heaven on the shelves in recent years, many of which have been written by those claiming to have experienced heaven firsthand.

Heaven Is For Real (Todd Burpo) is the latest book on the topic. There have been many more in recent years including 90 Minutes In Heaven: a True Story of Death and Life (Don Piper), and Heaven (Randy Alcorn.)  Heaven and the afterlife experience–whether heaven or hell–are popular topics and include those written from a not-so-Christian perspective.

But like the woman in the song, many people will find out the hard way that “he who has the most toys does not win.” Accumulating wealth can’t buy them a stairway to heaven, and their lives have no meaning, or at least had no meaning while they were alive.

The good news is there is hope and it’s our job as Christians to spread that news, make disciples, and do the task God has given us. As a Christian fiction author, I’m delighted that I get to write stories that reveal His grace and mercy, and I should never take that task lightly. It’s a heavy responsibility when so many don’t know there’s an afterlife and there is only one straight and narrow path to heaven.

I’m grateful that we’ve seen the Christian fiction market grow these last several years, and even people who aren’t Christians are reading those books.

That’s a beautiful picture of God’s grace and mercy.  There is a stairway to heaven, if you will, and God uses every venue to show us the way, if we’ll only listen.

Take every opportunity to share a good book containing the right message with someone who is hurting or someone who doesn’t now the Truth.

Blessings,

Beth

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What Kind of Reader Are You? Posted by Maureen Lang

Over the years I’ve belonged to or visited a number of book clubs, which taught me there are many different reader styles. After posing this topic to my voracious-reader daughter, I decided to define the ones we’ve either been or encountered and list them here in no particular order. See if you can identify with any . . . or some . . .

The Peeker: This reader isn’t hesitant about reading the ending well before actually getting there. Some start out reading the end, others peek ahead once they’re sufficiently worried or confused about where the story is taking them.

The Dedicated Reader will finish every book they start, even if they’re not particularly enjoying it. They want to see how the reader wraps up the story, even if they complain about how it’s done.

The Wall-Banger has such well-defined standards that when it isn’t met they not only don’t finish the book, they toss it across the room in disgust.

The Skimmer would like to finish every book, but isn’t sufficiently engaged to want to spend the time it will take for a thorough read. They skip narrative, try to read most of the dialogue, and pick up just enough to see where the plot and characters go.

The Picky Reader never spends time finishing a book she’s either not enjoying or learning from.

The Juggler reads more than one book at the same time.

The Voracious Reader: Reads so many books in such close succession that when they shop for new ones they often end up purchasing ones they already own. It isn’t until they’re a quarter of the way into the novel that they realize they’ve not only already read it, but it’s sitting on their very full bookshelf.

The Hasty Review Reader is in a contest with others to see how many reviews they can get up online, for perks and prestige.

The Cliff Note and Reader’s Digest Reader: student’s favorite, but also known to attract those with more curiosity than time.

The Snail Pace Reader savors each and every word, re-reads paragraphs just for the enjoyment of particularly lyrical or imaginative prose.

Bathroom Reader: No matter how good the book is, this is the only spot for reading.

Exercise and audio reader: these readers have been known to extend their exercise time just to find a place in the book where they can put it down or push pause.

Travel and Vacation Reader: Beach readers, airport/airplane readers. This also includes those who don’t get carsick and can read while a passenger in the car.

The Giving Reader: only reads a book once, then passes it on. See next reader style for the opposite style.

Re-Readers: They can read a book twenty times but still enjoy reading it again. Series books are sometimes re-read to refresh this reader’s memory. Or they’re just in the mood for “that kind of book”.

Series Readers are those who primarily read series books; this sometimes means the whole series must be published before purchasing and reading the first. Or they fall into the re-reader category and re-read the earlier books each time a new book is added to the series, so the books that went before are fresh in their mind.

Movie/Book Reader. This reader must read the book before seeing an upcoming movie, or else has already seen the movie but enjoyed it so much they now want to read the book for another, deeper perspective or to relive the movie.

Genre Readers are those readers who never venture outside their favorite genre. Loyal romance readers, sci-fi, mystery, etc.

The Matter-of-Fact Reader only reads non-fiction, biographies, autobiographies, or textbooks. If it didn’t actually happen, they’re not reading it. They have no desire to explore whether or not truth is stranger than fiction, because they only want the truth.

Chances are if you’ve been reading for very long you’ve practiced more than one of the reader styles listed above. I know I have! What about you?


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Giving Kindle Books

Camy here! Did you know that you can give Kindle ebooks to people?

All you need to do is enter their email address. The person you’re giving the Kindle ebook to doesn’t even have to own a Kindle! They can receive the book and read it on their computer or iPad. However, they can’t read it on any other ereader device like the Nook or Sony.

(Barnes and Noble, you are failing me. When can I give Nook ebooks to people????)

My first Love Inspired Suspense, Deadly Intent, has been out of print—or rather, off the shelves. The ebook version is still available, but I don’t have any more print copies to give away.

But I can give away ebook copies!!! Yay!!!!

So on my Street Team Book List, I added Deadly Intent, Kindle version, so that anyone who wants one can pick that book. I can just get their email address and give my wonderful Street Team member a copy of Deadly Intent via email!

I know lots of you prefer print books, but I have to admit that for me, reading a book on a Nook or Kindle is pretty much the same thing. I still get lost in the book and don’t notice the carrots burning. Also, you can shove an ereader into a plastic ziplok bag and take it into the tub with you for a bubble bath. 🙂

And yes, I have accidentally dropped a book I was reading into the tub. It was a horrible experience that will scar me for life because I tend to be really careful with my books. I don’t like to crease them if I can help it.

I will read used books and library books, but I don’t really like it that much. I prefer new books. And Nookbooks and Kindle books never have a funny smell from the pages of used books (like cigarettes or wet dog or body odor or mold) nor do they have dog-eared pages or nasty unidentifiable stains on the covers that feel unpleasant as I hold the book.

Yes, I am a freak. But especially stains and smells from a used book will drive me NUTS. I can’t even enjoy the book. I think that is why I’ve been so gung-ho on the entire ebook thing. Ereaders are as clean as you keep them, and books never have smells or stains.

Okay, I went off target, sorry. Anyway, I am thrilled to be able to give the Kindle version of Deadly Intent! Naomi is one of my favorite characters. Although I think her sister Monica (whose book is coming out in Spring 2012, Stalker in the Shadows) might be a close second.

So, weigh in! Do you mind used books? Would you rather receive a Kindle book or a used print book?

Camy Tang writes romance with a kick of wasabi. Out now is the fourth book in her Sushi series, Weddings and Wasabi. She is a staff worker for her church youth group, and leads one of the worship teams for Sunday service. On her blog, she ponders frivolous things like knitting, running, dogs, and Asiana. Visit her website to sign up for her quarterly newsletter.

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Who Do You Think You Are?

Robert McGee in his book, The Search for Significance, shares a story about a man who lost his mind, got down on all fours and began barking like a dog. Sometimes we, who are born again in Christ, do something similar. We act like someone we really aren’t.

Even though the gospel of Christ says we have been recreated by the hand of God, therefore, there is no longer anything negative about us, we live with feelings of shame and guilt. Even though Scripture tells us we have been given a brand new nature with new potential and new capacities, we still see ourselves as inept and worthless. We underestimate our value. We know the gospel, yet we continue to live out our lives as though we are defeated. We act like someone we really aren’t, like the man in McGee’s story.  Does our wrongful thinking change the fact that God values us greatly? No. We have the utmost value in God’s eyes no matter what we think, but we don’t experience much of the good consequence of what Christ has done for us if we are stuck in unbelief.

We live our lives as “someone we no longer are” when we have head- knowledge without heart- agreement with  God concerning three specific things – what Christ accomplished for us, how valuable we are and who Christ has made us to be. We have failed to agree with God concerning the truth that we have been reconciled to God, given the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus and recreated in our spirits as a new creation in Christ. We fail to recognize that our value was determined by the price paid for us – the life of God’s only begotten Son! We know the words. We say the words. But we do not always agree with them.  In other words, we don’t believe God.

There is power in agreement and until we come to the place that we agree with what God says about us, we will continue to live in our old patterns of thinking and sin even though we have a new life waiting to be nurtured. Agreement with God releases the power of God and the new creation within.

Romans 6:1-11 teaches us that when we received Christ as our Lord and Savior something miraculous happened to us. Yes, our salvation happened but there was more. At that moment, we actually died with Christ and then resurrected with Him unto new life. That means sin no longer has spiritual or legal power over us. For we know that our old self was crucified with him so that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves to sin (Romans 6:6).

So why is it we struggle with this body, and its thoughts and desires, when it is supposed to be dead?  The New Spirit Filled Life Bible commentary explains, “The body of sin refers to the sinful nature within us, not to the human body.  Secondly the Greek verb translated done away with does not mean to become extinct, but to be defeated or deprived of power.

In other words, you may still struggle with your old way of thinking and being because it is still hanging around. However, just because it wants to hang out with you doesn’t mean it has power over you. In fact, Scripture declares it has NO power. Your old nature has been defeated and stripped of its power! Christ did this for you!  To rid yourself of feelings of inferiority, shame, guilt and other sin, you must renew your mind to what God says and while doing so, agree with God that your old nature has lost all of its power. You have been set free.

As believers, we no longer desire to sin – we have died to the love of sinful deeds, yet we are not yet dead to all of our old nature’s sinful influences. We have to say “NO” just like we tell our kids to do when their friends try to influence them to do something they know not to do. We must  determine not to let sin – in thought, word or deed – reign in our bodies.  I would encourage you to study the benefits Christ has given to you through His work of propitiation, regeneration, reconciliation and justification. As you begin to agree with God concerning these powerful truths, I guarantee you – better yet, the Scripture guarantees you will begin to experience the power of God in your life like never before. Proverbs 23:7 says, For as a man thinks, so he is. Agree with God and your mind, will and emotions will begin to express the new creation that you are. Then it will be seen in your actions. You will quit acting like someone you really aren’t and begin to act like the real you – a power-filled, born again child of the living God.

By the way, I do recommend the book by Robert McGee, The Search for Significance for anyone who struggles with feelings of guilt, shame, rejection, judgmental attitudes, fear of failure, or fear of punishment. It is a long study, but full of biblical principles and truths that will set you free.

Shalom!

 

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Stretched to the limit

 

            “I can’t take anymore.”

            “I’m at my wit’s end.”

            “I’m ready to snap.”

            I’m stretched to the limit.”

            Likely, we’ve all heard, said, thought, and/or felt like those statements.

            Trials are common to us all. Conflict, adversities, doubt, unfulfilled goals happen in life. We have challenges that can thwart our best-laid plans. Or if we get what we want, often the dream can become a nightmare. Many conflicts in life come because of our wrong choices, someone else’s actions, natural disasters, disease, financial problems, accidents, and sometimes we don’t know the cause.

            And yet…the tension in life that we don’t like is what we’re to put into the lives of our characters. Tension comes from the Latin word tendere which means to stretch. And we’re to make things tougher for our characters until there seems no way out. To stretch our characters we create tension and then raise the stakes.

            You might say a stake is to a novel what a steak is to a fine dinner. Picture this: a piece of pointed wood being hammered into the ground. The stakes are the meat or heart of the story. The stakes are what captures the editor’s attention and makes the book a page-turner.

            Readers love it.

            Why?

The readers feel a sense of excitement and interest, not because they like seeing the character in trouble, but want to know and learn from how the characters handle their adversities.

            As the character is stretched with their outer and inner conflicts and tension, so is the reader. The character learns to rely on God and lean on him and know he’s with him/her through the trial. They learn it’s okay to question and doubt God. But as the character learns to rely on God, so does the reader.

            There’s a saying, “Write what you know.”

            Through research we can learn a lot of things we don’t naturally know. But we know best what we’ve experienced. And as Christians we learn to know that God is with us through all kinds of adversities. We know God has been, is, will be with us through our trials. This is the message we incorporate into our characters’ lives.

            That’s why we stretch our characters to the limit. So we can share with the reader what we know, learn, hope, or accept.

             I find that giving my characters stressful situations, I along with them discover my own faith and explore its depth or shallowness. In a sense, writing about being stretched to the limit helps my own conviction of what I believe, and I can incorporate that faith message into the life of at least one of my characters.

            Stretched to the limit?

            Fine. Just know God is there with us as we go through it. By letting that take place in the life of a character is letting it take place within us as writers, and within the ones who read our stories.

 

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November National Caregivers Month by Yvonne Ortega

November is National Caregivers Month.

Unfortunately, we all know a family member, friend or co-worker who has cancer or some other life-threatening disease that requires a caregiver. If you need a book written specifically for caregivers for yourself or a friend, look no further.

Cec Murphey wrote the book, When Someone You Love Has Cancer which was published by Harvest House. The gift book has short chapters and beautiful watercolor illustrations by Michal Sparks.

On the dedication page, Cec wrote, “For Shirley, I loved you before the cancer. Each morning I thank God for giving us one more day together on this earth.”

Cec writes in a simple warm manner to show caregivers how to care for their loved ones.

Because Cec walked the journey of caregiver for his wife, he understands the role of caregivers to listen, comfort and encourage the patient.

One of many points that stayed with me is when a cancer patient told Cec, “I don’t want you to do anything. I have people who provide the things I need. I’ll tell you what I want from you. I just want you to be available when I need to talk. Just that.”

Cec ends each chapter with a transparent humble prayer to God.

The Appendix is a gift to caregivers of practical things they can do to help those diagnosed with cancer. He divides the appendix into three sections: Before You Offer Help, What You Can Do Now, and Long-Term Caregiving.

What a wonderful book for caregivers. The appendix alone is worth the cost of the book.

Stepping Through Cancer: A Guide for the Journey

 Deborah Hardy was a caregiver for her late husband. She wrote a detailed step by step guide for caregivers, Stepping Through Cancer: A Guide for the Journey, published by HigherLife Development Services, Inc.

The first section of the book, Medical Steps, covers such things as a CT scan, a PET scan, and a port (catheter) or stent insertion.

The second section is Information Steps. Deborah explains what to do with all the paperwork and information, where to find more information, how to keep tabs on the doctors, nurses, and medications, and what to take to the ER.

The Treatment Steps cover surgery, hospitalization, chemotherapy, radiation, alternative medicine, and hospice palliative care.

Physical Steps cover possible side effects of treatment.

In the Waiting Steps, caregivers will learn what to do while waiting for test results.

Deborah addresses anger, thankfulness, fear, regrets, and grief in the Emotional Steps.

Relationship Steps help the caregiver deal with visitors, recording memories and asking for and accepting help.

One section of the book, Steps You Wanted to Know About but Were Afraid to Ask, addresses the difficult subjects of a coma, a DNR, planning a funeral or memorial service, burial or cremation, how to grieve, learning to live “a new normal” and keeping the memory alive.

Deborah Hardy includes five appendices which cover hints for patients, caregivers, family and friends, additional resources, and one appendix for the caregiver to write his/her own story.

Deborah includes a comprehensive index for this thorough book for caregivers. I highly recommend this handbook for the caregiver. The book comes in paperback or Kindle ebook.

Copyright © by Yvonne Ortega November 3, 2011

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Where You Get to be the Judge

American Idol. The Sing-Off. X-Factor. Dancing with the Stars. America’s Got Talent. So You Think You Can Dance. I’m probably forgetting some but these are more than reality shows. Watch any of these and chances are you’re sitting in a chair or on the couch doing the same thing as the panel on the show: judging.

Like it or not, television moguls tapped into our arm-chair judging fascination. I see it on my Facebook wall during an American Idol performance, the posts from friends who agree or disagree with the actual judges. The comments regarding contestant highs and lows. None of us get paid for our thoughts and for the most part, our critique doesn’t change the outcome of the show. It’s our “guilty pleasure” to watch and believe we should have a say for every contestant, every time.

There is a website that caters to those who like having a say after a performance of sorts and it benefits readers and writers. Clash of the Titles, COTT, offers readers the opportunities to read anonymous excerpts from two clashing authors and choose the one they feel should win that clash’s theme. Authors enjoy readers’ encouraging feedback, are interviewed by COTT staff, and receive a badge for their website saying they participated and/or won a Clash of the Titles event. Readers have a say in the voting process and are eligible to receive prizes. Everyone wins, right?

Clashes are a two week process.

Week One

Monday—Anonymous excerpts posted.

Wednesday—Focus on the Clash’s theme

Thursday night
–Poll closes
Friday—The authors revealed and matched with their books.

WEEK TWO

Monday–Author A’s interview and book focus
Wednesday–Author B’s interview and book focus
Friday–Winning author and two drawing winners announced

COTT is near the end of their first anniversary celebration. They are having a Tournament of Champions where winners from previous clashes go up against each other. You guessed it, readers have the opportunity to vote and judge their favorite. Only ONE author will take home The Laurel Award. So far the Tournament of Champions finalists are:

HEARTS CROSSING  by Marianne Evans
THE ROAD TO DEER RUN  by Elaine Marie Cooper
A TAILOR-MADE BRIDE  by Karen Witemeyer

PARTICIPATING AUTHORS AND THEIR BOOKS

Ann Gaylia O’Barr, Singing in Babylon
Anne Patrick, A Familiar Evil
C.S. Lakin, Someone to Blame
Christine Lindsay, Shadowed in Silk
Clare Revell, A Season for Miracles
Delia Latham, Destiny’s Dream
Elaine Marie Cooper, The Road to Deer Run
Erin Rainwater, The Arrow that Flieth by Day
Gail Pallotta, Love Turns the Tide(ebook)
Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-made Bride
Lena Nelson Dooley, Love Finds You in Golden, New Mexico
Margarget Brownley, A Suitor for Jenny
Marianne Evans, Hearts Crossing
Naomi Musch, The Green Veil
Rosslyn Elliot, Fairer Than Morning
Shellie Neumeier, Driven

COTT also has a blog alliance where COTT staff writes a guest post each week for the bloggers to use. The authors receive additional exposure and bloggers earn a place on the COTT website, a chance at prizes, and their own interview. I’m a COTT blogger alliance member and it’s a thrill to watch the clashes come through and know our votes matter. Instead of judging a la Simon Cowell, we can be encouragers in a lonely industry. I love being a blogger that can count on quality content from the COTT team each week. Again, everyone wins.

I encourage anyone that enjoys reading, encouraging others, and yes, being that arm-chair judge that wants to make a difference to bookmark the COTT site and vote during the clashes. After the Tournament of Champions ends upcoming clashes will be Amish and LOL—Make Us Laugh.
I invite you to check out my website this month as guest bloggers share their thankful thoughts. You’ll be inspired by their stories.


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How Good Are You, Really?

     I wish I could draw something as delicate and lovely as these flowers. I know people who can, but I’m not one of them. I love standing in my sunroom and looking out across the hollow at the autumn trees of all colors. If I could only sponge paint that scene on my writing hideaway wall. But I know myself, and that isn’t my gift. Even my gift of writing isn’t always satisfying if I’m looking for the wrong thing in it. Do I write because I want to bring glory to God, or do I write to bring glory to myself, to show my craft in its finest light and win awards and receive rave reviews? Do I practice writing, struggle over it, rewrite and rewrite until I get it the way it should read?i

 

Did you ever decide you needed to trim your bangs, and got a little carried away, and by the time you finished you realized you had created for yourself a bad hair day for the rest of the year? And yet, when was the last time you took a class in hair design? I’ve never taken a painting class, so what makes me think I would be a good artist without learning how?

 

And how can we be good Christians in the eyes of God if we don’t practice Christianity by prayer, reading of Him, from Him, living in His Light? It takes practice to create anything of beauty. The most important beauty to seek is the beauty of my relationship with God.

How about you? What is your struggle? What do you want to improve about yourself and how will you go about doing that?

 

 

 

 

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Going into All the World by Kathi Macias

From the moment I signed the contract with New Hope Publishers for my four-book Extreme Devotion fiction series, I began hearing variations of the same question from potential readers: What’s the genre?

Tough one to answer. I suppose contemporary international fiction sums it up best, since each book is set in a different country and takes place in modern times. But New Hope, which is known for its passion for missions, has opted to call the line “Fiction with a Mission,” and I couldn’t be more pleased with that label.

All four books of the Extreme Devotion series—No Greater Love (set in South Africa in 1989 during the violence and upheaval preceding the overthrow of Apartheid), More than Conquerors (set in Mexico and dealing with the Mayan culture and influence), Red Ink (set in China and loosely based on the true-life story of currently-imprisoned-for-her-faith Li Yin), and People of the Book (set in Saudi Arabia and dealing with the cost of converting from Islam to Christianity) have now released.

The writing and production of this series was an exciting shared adventure, as I partnered with New Hope Publishers in their first fiction launch even while I learned about the unique aspects of writing fiction in international settings. It was also quite a challenge, as I’d never helped launch a first-ever fiction line for a publisher known for their nonfiction. In addition, of the four countries highlighted in the books, I have been to only one—Mexico—but I have never set foot in the area where the Mayan culture is so strong and where much of that book takes place. Can anyone say RESEARCH? Online research, library research, books and videos and movies—and people. My greatest resource for authentic research was connecting with people who either currently lived in the countries where my stories occur or had recently lived there. Though I began the writing of the stories based on much of my online and book research, the majority of personal touches that make readers say, “Wow, it’s like I’m right there!” came about as a result of feedback from those who know the areas and culture firsthand.

And now we are in the midst of the Freedom series, another “fiction with a mission” offering (trilogy) based on the topic of human trafficking. The first book, Deliver Me From Evil, released in September 2011, with the following two books in the series, Special Delivery and The Deliverer, set to release in 2012. Though much of this series takes place right here in the States, as I wanted readers to understand that human trafficking doesn’t just happen in faraway lands, the books will also contain a strong sub-plot set in the Golden Triangle area of Thailand as well as several scenes in Mexico. (Yep, more research!) Even our stand-alone 2011 Christmas book, A Christmas Journey Home, has an international setting, with the story going back and forth between the Baja area of Mexico and the Arizona desert.

As an author of Christian books, this is my way of “going into all the world” to fulfill the Great Commission—and helping my readers do the same. I pray my venture into international fiction will truly prove to be “fiction with a mission” for all who read it—and who may find themselves called to expand their own outreach in response to God’s call on their lives. For after all, whether we’re readers or writers–or both–we’re all on the same team with the same Captain!

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The Dark Side

For the most part, I’ve written sweet and light tales, stories about women and men who overcome personal obstacles, have lessons to learn, and eventually fall in love. I, like many readers, enjoy reading a good romance or watching a romantic comedy. There’s something special about that “happy ever ending.” (Well, maybe the ever-after part at least. I imagine my couples still face obstacles after their stories have been told. That’s life.)

Another part of life that we often don’t like to read about is that dark side. After all, the Bible does caution those who call themselves believers to think on certain things—things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely, of good report. Those words from the Word speak to us, in context, about how to find peace. The world is full of enough ideas that if we ponder some of them long enough, we lose our peace.

But we need redemptive tales of good versus evil. Some tales, however, would want to make us think that the devil is the opposite of God. Um, no. God has no opposite. The “yin” and “yang” of light and dark doesn’t work here—if we believe that, then we’re giving the devil—a created being—equal footing and power with God.

One of my favorite yet little-known stories of good versus evil is Something Wicked This Way Comes, by author Ray Bradbury, who’s better known for his science fiction. (Disney made it into a movie back in ’83.) It’s a story of nostalgia and coming of age, told from the viewpoint of Will Halloway, about strange happenings in tiny Green Town. Will’s best friend, Jim Nightshade, lives next door. One autumn night when the boys are thirteen, a train roars into town. The Autumn People have arrived. Mr. Dark, of Dark’s Pandemonium Circus and head of the Autumn people, somehow knows the townspeople’s deepest desires. People begin receiving the things that they crave, more than anything else in the world.

I’m sure the characters in Will Halloway’s town considered themselves to be find, upstanding Christian folk. They didn’t hurt anyone. They weren’t “evil.” I bet they didn’t even trick-or-treat. However, there was still darkness inside them, darkness that called to Mr. Dark and the Autumn People to come.

Near the final showdown, while Will and Jim hide in the town’s library, an evil wind blows open the library doors, and Charles Halloway braces himself for what’s to come.

Halloway:”By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes.”

Dark: “Then rang the bells both loud and deep, God is not dead nor doth He sleep.”

Halloway: “The wrong will fail, the right prevail, with peace on earth good will to men.”

Dark: “It’s a thousand years to Christmas, Mr. Halloway.”

Halloway:“You’re wrong, it’s here in this library tonight and can’t be spoiled.”

Dark: “Did Will and Jim bring it on the soles of their shoes? Then we shall have to scrape them.”

And on the two of them battle, light versus darkness. Mr. Halloway is old, weak, full of regret over his shortcomings as a father. Mr. Dark tries to tempt Halloway, and find the boys—Will who knows too much about Mr. Dark’s circus, and Jim has been tempted to join Mr. Dark. I wouldn’t call this a “Christian” movie, but it’s clearly the battle of good versus evil, of lies versus the truth.

What are the lies we believe? If we have _______, then we’ll be happier? Do we miss the blessings in front of us, living in regrets? Do we listen to the lie that ______ is unforgivable?

What is the antidote to the lies that Mr. Dark whispers to Will’s father?—“You’re a failure as a father and a man…Your son hates you…”

Okay, I won’t spoil the ending for you. Go ahead, rent the movie, or read the book, if you can find it in your library. The movie’s special effects are from the early ’80s, but something about this story has always followed me. Yes, it shows the deceiving power of darkness, but it also shows something more powerful that literally blasts the darkness to bits and washes away its filth. All this from an author not known as a “Christian” writer. Would it sell today? I’m not sure. But its themes are timeless. It’s a story I like to return to every autumn.

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