Early Christmas Giveaways by Tara Randel

I know it’s only the beginning of October and we’re all settling into autumn, but Christmas is right around the corner. One again I’m excited to invite you to Christmas Town, Maine. This is the fifth year of delightful Christmas stories set in our favorite town.  If you’ve read the previous heartwarming Christmas Town books, I hope you’ll look forward to the 2018 addition.

This year, October not only brings a change in weather, but also the 12 Days of Heartwarming Christmas. My book, Our Christmas Promise, is part of A Christmas Wedding Story, available October 9, 2018.

If you haven’t read the prologue, A Christmas Carousel Proposal, here is a link. Instafreebie

Mark your calendars because the authors of the 12 Days of Heartwarming Christmas are holding two different giveaways. You can enter to win goodies at either our our Facebook Hop or Facebook Party.

First, the 12 Days of Christmas Hop. Just visit my author page, Tara Randel Books, on Facebook Monday, October 8 through Wednesday, October 10, 2018. I’ll be offering a prize package there. At the end of the post, you click on the link to the next authors page and then follow the links through with all 12 authors! Learn how you can win one of 12 $10. Amazon gift cards.

The Facebook Party will be held at the Heartwarming Christmas Town Facebook page on Tuesday October 9, 2018, from noon to 4 pm PST on our release day! ( 3pm to 7pm EST).

Each author will be posting and offering special giveaways you can enter to win by leaving a comment. The Grand Prize is 12 signed Heartwarming books in a tote and a $25 Amazon gift card!

Visit our Heartwarming Christmas Town website to find out about previous books and how to sign up for our newsletter.

I’ll also have a special giveaway at Prism Book Tours on October 8-12, 2018

Here’s a peak at OUR CHRISTMAS PROMISE.

Melissa Upton and Justin Caswell have been best friends since they were kids. Now, they’re all grown up and things have changed, for Melissa at least. She’s content running the family bridal shop, Candlelight and Lace. Excited about an upcoming wedding. She doesn’t even mind attending weddings with Justin, until he dubs them wedding buddies. And now that he’s back in Christmas Town, Melissa realizes she wants more. If she goes after her heart will she lose her best friend?

Justin is back home to take care of business for his estranged father while he recovers from a heart attack. He’s launched his own successful career, is happy with his single status. Until he feels the distance Melissa has put between them. What’s up with his best friend? The more time they spend together, involved in Christmas Town holiday preparations, the more he realizes she’s hoping for more in their relationship. Can Justin see that being in love, and remaining best friends, is the best of both worlds?

EXCERPT:

Jaycee tossed a paper towel in the trash and met Melissa’s gaze in the mirror over the sink.

“When are you going to tell him?”

“Tell who what?” Melissa asked as she dug in her bag for lip balm.

“Tell Justin you have feelings for him.”

Melissa froze. Blinked a few times and glanced at Jaycee. “What are you talking about?”

Jaycee rested her hip against the counter and crossed her arms over her chest. “Don’t play dumb with me. I see how you look at him, especially when he doesn’t know it.”

“He’s my friend and I’m glad he’s home.”

“Really? That’s it?”

Melissa shrugged and resumed her searching. “What more could there be?”

“You tell me.”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“Then why don’t you date?”

Melissa gripped the tube of balm in her fingers. “I date.”

“Name the last time you went out with a guy.”

She racked her brain but came up empty. “College, maybe?”

“That was six years ago.”

“No…it can’t be that long.”

Jaycee arched a brow.

“Wait. I went out with Roger Pierce for a while.”

“Until he moved away.” Jaycee shook her head. “I’m telling you, you have it bad for Justin.”

Did she? Did that explain the tingles she’d been trying to ignore? Or had she been without a significant other for too long now?

Slowly spreading the balm across her lips, Melissa met her own gaze in the mirror. Clear brown eyes peered back, but a rosy red had crept into her cheeks. She recognized the look, had seen it on dozens of bride’s faces through the years.

Good grief, was she in love with Justin?

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Tara Randel is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author of nineteen novels. Family values, a bit of mystery and, of course, love and romance, are her favorite themes, because she believes love is the greatest gift of all. Look for her Harlequin Heartwarming romance, THE LAWMAN’S SECRET VOW, available now and her Christmas Town story, OUR CHRISTMAS PROMISE, available October 9, 2018.  Visit Tara at www.tararandel.com. Like her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/TaraRandelBooks.

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October Release: Moments with Billy Graham OUR MOMENTOUS JOURNEY

 

            When I was in my twenties, Billy Graham’s radio message encouraged me to reach out to the world. I was busy with my world of church work, husband, and infant daughter, but decided to volunteer a couple hours a week at Shriner’s Hospital. That led me to write an article for Baby Talk Magazine about the blessing and appreciation of having a healthy baby. That was my first published article, although I didn’t write it as a writer, but as a grateful Mom.

In my thirties, after some disappointing events, I became disillusioned and considered leaving the church. Fortunately, after six months of pondering, I rededicated my life to the Lord, seeking direction. Then I noticed an ad in Decision Magazine about the Billy Graham School of Christian Writing. Attending that conference opened up a whole new world to me and I began my writing journey. That journey was not like singing and skipping along a yellow brick road, looking for a desired destination. It was trusting the Lord to be the light along my path, even when I could see no more than one step at a time.

Eventually, that led to my founding the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference where faculty reached out to thousands during the twenty-five years of my directing and continues now under others’ direction.

Over the decades my journey continued as 50+ of my novels were published. Then the nonfiction world opened up to me with the opportunity of compiling articles for the Divine Moments books, such as this one, and ten others now published. Hundreds of authors have shared their personal stories, humorous and serious. Readers have been entertained, faith has been strengthened, lives have been changed, and families have been reunited. All royalties go to Samaritan’s Purse, the organization founded by Dr. Graham’s son, Franklin, that provides spiritual and physical aid to hurting people around the world. Each writer is touching lives throughout the world, directly or indirectly.

Billy Graham’s ministry has touched millions with one sermon. And yet, the preaching of one man led to Billy Graham’s surrendering his life to the Lord Jesus Christ. What a difference one person can make in this world.

How blessed I’ve been by Billy Graham’s life and words, beginning when I was just a young Mom and heeded the words God gave him.

His words reached me – one person – and all I had to do was surrender, take God’s hand, let him lead along the smooth or rugged paths.

God, through Billy Graham, has given me a blessed life I couldn’t have imagined –including being allowed to compile and edit a book about the world’s most famous evangelist.

In this book are 45 articles by people from all walks of life recalling special moments experienced through the ministry of Billy Graham.

 

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FIRST IMPRESSIONS Contest by Vicki Hinze

From the ACFW Website

ACFW is sponsoring the First Impressions contest.  It is now open and accepting entries until October 15th.

Judging occurs Oct 18 – Nov 12.

If you’re an unpublished author, consider entering your project.  You can get more information at:  www.acfw.com/first_impressions

First Impression is an ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers) competition.  ACFW has chapters 31 chapters in 23 states, plus an online international chapter, Beyond the Borders.

Good Luck to all entrants!


For Readers:

New Amish Romance series by Leslie Gould, PLAIN LEAVING.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Stasi Eldrege’s BECOMING MYSELF.

 

 

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A New Release For October!

A new month and a new release! Yesterday, my 6th Love Inspired Suspense released. The new book has me thinking about the crazy way how I started out writing for Love Inspired Suspense in the first place.

In 2012, I entered the Speed Dating Contest that editor Emily Rodmell hosted and I was one of the lucky ones who got an appointment to chat with Emily. On the day of the pitch, I was on vacation in Colorado. At our cabin, internet service is nonexistent. I could have given up and said, well, that’s it, better luck next time, but I didn’t. My husband and I drove into the small town of Pagosa Springs where I did the entire chat on my laptop in the parking lot of the Ace Hardware Store.

Emily was kind enough to request a synopsis although I was so nervous she probably didn’t understand anything I told her. I promptly sent the synopsis out to her. Then she requested the first three chapters followed by the full manuscript. With each request, I tried not to get my hopes up.

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In December 2012, Emily called. To this day, I can’t tell you what she said to me other than that she wanted to buy a FORGOTTEN PAST for Love Inspired Suspense. It was a surreal moment. One that still hasn’t fully sunken in yet. It’s a great feeling to have your dream become a reality and even greater to hold your book in your hands.

FORGOTTEN PAST – LOST MEMORIES

Faith McKenzie was the only survivor of a brutal home invasion. Viciously attacked and left for dead, Faith can’t remember anything about that night—including the identity of the killer. All she knows is that he’s stalking her from every place she flees and has tracked her to a small Maine island. Her neighbor, private investigator and security specialist JT Wyatt, rescues her twice. Now JT is insisting on the whole story—a story that Faith can’t remember. Desperate to feel safe, Faith puts her trust in the handsome P.I. Yet a killer is dead set on ensuring that Faith’s memory never returns.

 

Now, SIX years later, Grave Peril is out.

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I’m so proud to be part of the Love Inspired family, and so blessed to have six books with them. I can’t wait to see what the next six years bring.

GRAVE PERIL

Mountain Ambush

Reunions can be deadly

Jamie Hendricks always believed her late father was innocent of murder…and now her uncle claims to have proof. But when she arrives in her hometown, her uncle has vanished—and someone wants her dead. Jamie’s ex-boyfriend, CIA agent Gavin Dalton, is the only person she trusts…even if he believes her dad killed his father. But can he help her uncover a deadly conspiracy that goes deeper than anyone expected?

All the best…

 

Mary Alford

http://www.maryalford.net

 

 

 

 

 

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Disaster: First Response by Nancy J. Farrier

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There are times I feel like my life is one disaster after another. I know I’m not alone, but it’s still not easy. Many of our bigger disasters have involved water—even though we live in a desert.

 

Earlier this summer we moved from California to Arizona. We had our house in CA up for sale and finally received an offer. We were ready to put in our counter-offer when our neighbor across the street in CA texted a picture of our house with water pouring out from under the garage doors.

 

Turns out a faulty hose broke in one of our bathrooms. This wouldn’t have been quite the debacle it is if we had still been living in the house and caught the water leakage right away. Instead, the water may have run out for a couple of days, reaching the whole house except for the back two bedrooms. The wood flooring my husband installed, some of it brand new, was ruined. The walls had to be cut down to the studs two feet up from the floor. What a mess.

 

We have good insurance, so when we traveled to CA recently, they put us up in a motel because the house isn’t livable while it’s being repaired. On the day we were checking out, I headed down to the car with my suitcase, computer briefcase and another bag. As I walked across the lobby toward the exit, some of the hotel personnel were coming inside. I could see the consternation in their faces and knew something had happened. As I walked outside, I noted the firetrucks and a taped off area. Then I saw the flames shooting up in the trees at the edge of the parking lot—about twenty feet from our van.

 

As the firemen sprayed water on the brush and trees, I raced to the van dragging my suitcase. Amazed they let me approach when the fire was so close, I threw open the doors, tossed my bags inside, hopped in and moved the car as fast as possible. Disaster averted, or so I thought.

 

My husband wanted to check the fluid levels before we began the long drive home. He raised the hood and called me over. An ant den must have been close to where we parked. Hundreds of the little ants were swarming over and around our engine. Hundreds!

 

By the time we drove to our daughter’s house, a few miles away, the ants were gone, or so we thought. On the trip home, I had several ants join me inside the car. I was glad the whole bunch of them didn’t find their way inside.

 

So, what is my first response to these disasters? If you remember, my word for the year is Thanksgiving. God has given me a multitude of opportunities to learn to be thankful in the past months. He’s taught me to remember to: “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” (I Thess. 5:16-18)

 

There have been times the only thanks I can give in a situation is to thank God for Who He is and for His love. That is enough. This time, I was thankful for the going to the car at the right time. For getting to move the van before it caught fire. For the firemen and their fast response. For those stinkin’ ants not biting me when they crawled on me. JFor peace over the whole situation. For a safe trip home. And the reasons to be thankful continue.

 

I’ve found that my reaction in a disaster is like a litmus test for my faith. My first response shows how close I am to God. Do I panic first? Do I get angry? Do I pray immediately? (Or at least pray as I run to move the car.) What is my first response? It should be one that always includes God and an element of thanksgiving. Even when the pipes break and the ants swarm. What is your first response?

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Learning to Savor the Moment

By Marilyn Turk

It seems like I’ve spent most of my adult life in a hurry.

Raising three sons born within four years and working full time in the big city corporate world forces you to hurry. Looking back, that time seems like a blur of activity.

My sons were involved in different sports which meant they were usually in three different places, often at the same time. In addition, school work had to be done in between their other activities.

I worked in sales for twenty-five years and “lived” in my car, driving all over Atlanta and North Georgia. If you’ve ever driven in Atlanta, or any big city for that matter, you know how hectic it is. Traffic races through and around town, then suddenly grinds to a halt when there’s an accident. And there’s always an accident somewhere. You pray you won’t be in it, yet your stomach is in knots because you have to get to an appointment.

Competition is fierce, and company politics are frustrating, yet you must endure and rise above because the job is important to your family’s income.

Then one day the children are gone, and life takes a turn, but not a dead end. When retirement is possible, some people want to pursue dreams they carried for years. For me, the dream was writing, and soon I found myself in another race—the race to get published.

So another set of activities took over with conferences to attend, proposals to create, blogs to post, social media to keep up with, and even books to write. Competition exists in the writing world as well, as writers vie for the attention of publishers and readers alike.

This past weekend I attended another conference, but this time with my author-friend Lenora Worth, who’s been writing for over twenty years. While I was hurrying to get to the scheduled events, she was less concerned. Even though she’ll quickly say one can always learn, her main focus was seeing old friends and enjoying her time away from working (writing full time).

We stayed at the Gaylord Opryland Hotel in Nashville, which is one of the most unique and beautiful hotels I’ve even seen. The center of the hotel is a giant atrium filled with flowers, trees and shrubs set among myriad waterfalls and waterways.

Lenora kept telling me how beautiful the scenery was and how she had found other routes to our events, but I wanted to keep to the route I knew that bypassed the scenic route so I wouldn’t get lost.

Then it happened. One night after an event, Lenora invited me to join her and her friends somewhere in the atrium. I was undecided and lingered behind, visiting with a couple of other writers until they left to go to their rooms. My watch read “nine o’clock,” which wasn’t late, and I wasn’t tired.

So I embarked on a journey to find Lenora. As I meandered through the lovely atrium accented by special night lighting with the sound of waterfalls all around, I realized I had no idea where I was. I was lost. But I didn’t care. I wasn’t in a hurry. The atmosphere was so beautiful and relaxing, I just stopped along the paths to enjoy the scenery and take pictures.

I unwound. I relaxed. I savored the moment, not worried about getting anywhere at any particular time. As I pondered my situation, I realized I’d been too busy. I’d let the frantic pace of work take over and I’d allowed stress to once again enter my life.

I don’t want to be like that anymore, and I don’t have to be. Yes, I have deadlines, and stress wants to steal my peace. But nobody forced me to let my life become so demanding—I allowed it to happen.

I realize it’s time to refocus on my priorities, why I do what I do. And the answer is because God gave me stories to write, stories to inspire others. God doesn’t promise wealth or fame if I follow His call to write. All He asks is that I’m obedient to the call and write what He has laid on my heart. I have no competition if my focus is purely to do God’s will to the best of my ability.

 

Despite the demand to develop my marketing platform with busyness, I’ll take the advice of beloved Liz Curtis Higgs who said that Christian writers shouldn’t worry about their platform because God is in charge of it. And if God only wants one certain person to read my book, then that’s okay. But He never intended this journey to be another rat-race. Rather, writing should be like eating a delicious, tall milkshake on a warm day, savoring each bite slowly until it’s finished.

 

Let the savoring begin.

 

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What Does Your Heart Desire?

Take a moment to pause and consider – What does your heart desire? Do you have a dream, a wish, or a goal? Perhaps there is something tucked deep inside your heart, and you are afraid to even speak it out loud?

That’s how I felt about becoming a writer. I always wanted to be a writer, for as long as I could remember. But it seemed like a huge dream. It was like saying that I was going to become an actress or an astronaut.

Yeah right! That could never happen. Those were thoughts I had. I didn’t always think them consciously. But in the back of my mind, that’s how I felt.

When I was in high school, I got a job at the public library. I loved my job. So when I looked around for colleges, I looked at those which had library science as a major. However, when I went off to the college, I was told that I shouldn’t major in library science, because my college was not accredited. So I was at a loss on what I should major in. Meanwhile, I got a job at the college library, and I enjoyed it as well. (Notice how both jobs dealt with books?)

The following year I took a computer class and enjoyed it. This particular class fell under the major of business, with a concentration in management information systems. So that’s what I chose to go with.

At this point in my life, the dream of writing was pushed so far back into the recesses of my mind, that I never even considered taking that route in college.

After graduating college, I had a series of programming jobs. I did like the work that I was doing. But the dream of writing was still tucked deep inside my heart. I voiced this dream only to a select few, such as my husband. But I never mentioned it to most people that I knew. I honestly thought it would never happen. And if I told someone that I wanted to write, then I would look like a failure when it never transpired.

At different times in my life, I sought programs that might help prepare me. I took a non-fiction writing class. Later I took a novel writing class. I subscribed to writing magazines. I paid good money to join various writing groups. But fear kept me at arm’s length. And I gradually bowed out of each of those programs.

As the years passed, I allowed different doubts to enter my mind: I don’t have what it takes, I don’t think anybody would want to read anything that I wrote, I don’t have an English degree, I want to write in the Christian industry and I am not a Bible scholar. I pretty much had given up completely. So I set aside my writing and allowed fear to keep ruling my life.

Then one day, I was tired of it all. I was tired of not writing. I was tired of my dreams going down the drain. I was tired of living a mediocre life.

I told my husband that I needed a desk, so that I would have a dedicated place to write. Within a week, he acquired a desk off of Craigslist.

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I sat down to write every day. In about a month, I completed my first book, Every Day is a Gift.

I am still a bit stunned that this dream actually came to fruition. But I give God all the glory. He knew what my heart desired, and He helped me get there.

So tell me, what does your heart desire? Do you have a dream that seems too big to accomplish? If so, there are two steps you need to take today.

(1) Get the tools you need to accomplish your dream. Ask yourself, what is one thing you can do today to set the wheels in motion?

(2) Most importantly, pray about it. Tell God what your dream is. He cares about you and the things that you long for. He can help you accomplish your goals, no matter how big they seem.

“Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you your heart’s desires.” – Psalm 37:4

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Help! I’m Hooked! (by Hannah Alexander)

I loved Nancy’s recent blog about her hiking trail in the desert. Makes me want to visit her and hike that trail with her. I’ve always had a fascination with trails and wilderness, from the time I was a toddler.

My latest obsession began two years ago when I first crossed the state line into Wyoming. Now we actually live in the wide-open spaces of that beautiful state. It’s brand new to us and we love it. The sage in the desert has a certain fragrance, the sunshine a certain clarity, the silence a unique depth. And don’t get me started on the Wyoming Rockies!

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For me, these trails offer a huge cathedral where I can worship the Creator with a grateful heart.

Something occurred to me, however. I can chatter on and on to perfect strangers about the highs of the hiking trail. Just today, I convinced two other women to go hiking with me soon. In my lifetime (to date, since I’m not dead yet) I’ve convinced many others to go hiking with me locally and even all the way to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. I have no trouble touting the joys of hiking. Mel wasn’t a hiker when we first met. That changed in a hurry.

It occurred to me today–as it has before–that if I rhapsodized as eloquently about my wonderful relationship with Jesus Christ as I do about my romance with hiking trails, how many other people would jump on board? I’ve hooked others on the joys of hiking, but how can I hook others on Christ?

When I mentioned this to some close friends today, they reminded me that as we walk daily through the Bible, spending as much energy there as we do with our pastimes, God will talk to us through His Word. Even after decades of knowing Him, we will rediscover the excitement we felt as brand new Christians. That excitement translates itself to others just by the joy and peace we find in our relationship with Him.

The distractions of multiple moves or the upheaval of sudden life changes, loss of loved ones, loss of marriages, empty nest syndrome, can knock us off course and we can lose our focus. Our habits change. Once upon a time I read through the Bible using Hard Sayings of the Bible. That’s a huge book. These days I’m reading through Hard Sayings of Jesus. It’s a fascinating book written by one of the writers of the other Hard Sayings tome.

If you’re like me and have lost the habit of daily Bible readings, would you join me in a loving return to the most important and most strengthening part of the day?

 

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Wanting to Make a Difference by Vicki Hinze

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Why Do What I Do When Other Things Are Easier?

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There comes a time in every life where a person starts thinking about more than moving up the career ladder or personal ambition.  There comes a time when we all start thinking about our legacy—what we want to do with our lives and what we want to leave behind.  We think about what most matters to us.

 

Inevitably, most of us work our way through those rough waters and navigate our way into the unchartered, wanting and hoping to make a difference.

 

That difference can take many forms.  Often difficult ones.  But having charted our way to knowing what we what, we typically aren’t looking for the easy way to achieve our objective.  We’re looking for the way to successfully reach our objective.

 

The difference we want to make is usually based on a need or a shortfall we’ve experienced, or someone close to us has experienced.  Something happened to us or to someone we cared about and we spotted the shortfall, lived the consequences, and that lit a fire in us to do something to avoid a shortfall in the future.  We want to make something better or just or to make a wrong right.  Often so that no one else has to endure what we or those we care about suffered ever again.

 

Our ability to effect a change might be a long-term effort.  Something we aren’t free to address at the moment, but the desire never leaves us. The fire, over time, burns stronger and stronger. The light on it shines brighter and brighter.  We gather information, knowledge, insight, proofs that we need to thoroughly understand the challenge.  We trust that our investment in understanding will clarify solid solutions in our minds and that a comprehensive knowledge and its insights will guide us in discovering the best way to resolve the problem and what we can do—our actual actions—then will make a lasting difference.

 

One of the things that haunts us all is a fear that we’ll reach a point of passing and wonder if we did what we were supposed to do in life.  Did we fulfill our purpose? 

 

If we did, or we tried, then we feel more comfortable facing the closing of our circle of life.  If we didn’t, or we failed to try, then we come face to face with regret.  Failing is fine.  We all know that we fail many times in life.  But failing to try…that raises a kind of regret that can be merciless and unrelenting.  The benefit of avoiding that misery is just common sense.

 

To spare ourselves misery is why we should not look for easy.  We should hope to make a difference.  We should nurture that spark inside us that propels us to seek understanding and solutions. We should try. 

 

Making a difference can but doesn’t always mean sweeping reform that changes every life.  That may or may not be your purpose or your mission.  Your mission might be to encourage or care for a single person. To help someone with no one else. You might think that seems small, as purposes go, but it is not small to the person on the receiving end who needs your encouragement or help to get what that person needs to fulfill his or her purpose.  Your purpose is inextricably tied to the other person’s achieving his or her purpose. That makes your purpose imperative. Critical. The other person can’t do what they need to do without you—and who knows how many are impacted by what that person must do?  Could be one individual, thousands, or millions.

 

The point is, there are no small purposes. We never know how much we impact others. Often we don’t know exactly what they need or what is required from us.  But innately we will give it to them when it is most needed in a way that provides the opportunity for success for the other person.  We must believe that. Know it. Trust it.

 

That is but one of the many things we learn when we feed the spark that grows to a flame inside us.  Answers to questions we haven’t even formulated in our minds come. Once lighted inside us, that flame finds its way.  It is an unseen beacon that draws those who need it close.  That’s where your trust comes in. 

 

And that is why easy is insufficient, but making a difference is always more than enough.


A Note from Vicki:  I’m giving away 5,000 copies of Her Deepest Fear, a Short Read about Dr. Dana Perkins, the protagonist in that story and in my October 11th release, So Many Secrets.  You can get one while they last at:  https://dl.bookfunnel.com/wu1twll1hl.

 

 

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With Wings of an Eagle

Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way? By taking heed thereto according to Thy Word. Psalm 119:9

 Lord Baden-PowellEvery young person needs adult help to reach her/his full potential in life. In 1907, British baron Lord Robert Baden-Powell (1857- 1941) founded the Boy Scouts to help boys of mixed social backgrounds grow into responsible men of good character. The movement quickly spread to the United States. Through the years, millions of boys joined the Scouts, earning merit badges for each skill achieved and rising in rank as the badges added up. Through hard work, persistence, and conquering of many challenges, a Scout can reach the ultimate level, that of Eagle Scout. Many men in leadership today point to their Eagle Scout training as the foundation for their success. (Baden-Powell image: https://www.britannica.com/biography/Robert-Stephenson-Smyth-Baden-Powell-1st-Baron-Baden-Powell/images-videos/media/48473/16293)

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One such Eagle Scout is Art Polnasek, who, with his wife, Linda, have been responsible for eighty young men (so far) also earning that rank. Art and Linda began with their own three sons and have continued their good work, adding two new Eagle Scouts this past weekend: Brodyn E. Brown and my grandson, Forest W. Reese. (At left, Art is addressing the Scout troop.)

 

 

IMG_1880Forest’s father, Bill Reese, died in 2006, and my husband, David, has worked hard to fill in as “dad” in more ways than we can count. Looking for a program that would teach our grandson needed life skills, David took him to visit several Scout troops, finally finding a “home” in Troop 192 in St. Cloud, Florida. David also accepted the challenge of becoming a Scoutmaster, attending meetings, going on camping trips, helping with fundraisers, and generally sticking with Forest every step along the way as he earned his many merit badges. Our daughter Jane, who is Forest’s mother, served many a spaghetti dinner and sold many a box of popcorn as part of his various projects. He also received encouragement from his other granddad, Col. Robert Reese, US Army, ret. (At right, Col. Reese, Forest Reese, David Gouge)

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During a solemn, inspiring ceremony, with their families watching, Forest and Brodyn received their Eagle Scout pins. The ceremony was followed by a barbecue dinner…and cake. It was a great sendoff into adulthood for two fine young men.

 

 

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They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31

 

 

 

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A Dream Come True by Julie Arduini

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One thing authors are known for are active imaginations. Before starting out, I’ve heard confessions about book signings with long lines and a cramped hand, a cardboard cutout of them holding their bestsellers on display at Barnes and Noble, and of course, Oprah calling.

Me?

I dreamed I would be part of a collection.

A Christmas collection.

Not that I would have said no to the other things I’ve heard, but I loved the idea of participating in a set filled with mistletoe and Christmas surprises. Early in my author journey I thought it was happening. A group formed, some ideas were tossed, and the project fizzled. It never got off the ground.

I was disappointed, but I stayed busy finishing the Surrendering Time series, participating in a different collection that was so satisfying (A Walk in the Valley,) and recently, published a novella with our teen daughter called You’re Beautiful. I forgot about the dream as I completed these projects and started researching my new Surrendering Opinions series and plotting the first book, Anchored.

On a spontaneous visit to Castle Noel in Medina, Ohio, I was overcome by the romance Christmas brings. The place was simply magical and my author imagination started. What if someone worked at a place like that and hated Christmas?

It was fun to play with the idea as I drove or had downtime, but to me, it was a fun hobby. I didn’t think I’d ever write it, I had enough going on. Imagine my surprise a month later when Kimberly Rose Johnson from Inspy Romance asked the other IR authors if we’d be interested in creating a boxed set together.

A Christmas boxed set.

I answered back, but I remember I kept the excitement contained. I’d been down the road before, and it only brought disappointment. It didn’t take long before I realized this project was different. We established great guidelines and deadlines, and I was off and writing during the winter.

The great news, for me anyway, was spring was more like winter, and I really dug in and wrote. The story was easy to write, but I struggled with the title. Once I finished and it went through critique groups, it was fellow author, friend and critique member Laura Hilton who helped me find the best title: Restoring Christmas.

That boxed set is A Christmas to Remember and it’s now available for pre-order. I’m so excited to be a part of this. The other authors are Kimberly Rose Johnson, Valerie Comer, Elizabeth Maddrey, Ginger Solomon, Lindi Peterson, Deb Kastner and Janet W. Ferguson.

Eight Christmas-themed novellas for .99. It’s a dream come true.

 

 

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An Invitation To A Party…

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What would you do if you woke up one day and couldn’t remember anything about your life? Not what your name was, when you were born. Not even who your parents’ are. I can imagine it would be pretty scary.

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That’s what happened to Charlotte Swenson, in my upcoming novella, Ghosts From Christmas Past, part of the Sweet Christmas Kisses 5 boxed set.

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Eight years ago, Charlotte Swenson was in a car accident that took her parents’ lives. Since that time, Charlotte has been in a coma. When she suddenly wakes up a few days before Christmas, Charlotte is faced with a blank memory.

With the help of her high school boyfriend, Sheriff Dylan Parker of Bitter Creek, Colorado, can Charlotte remember the past she lost after so long, and if she does, will she forgive him for his part in the argument that sent her out on that fateful night eight years earlier and almost cost Charlotte her life?

So, you’re probably wondering how a story about Ghosts From Christmas Past fits in with the invitation listed above.

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Well, on September 25th, Sweet Christmas Kisses 5 releases, including Ghosts From Christmas Past. And to help celebrate the launch, the authors are hosting a launch party from 2-7PM Eastern Time. It should be fun, with lot so games and giveaway, so I invite you all to come.  Here is the link: https://www.facebook.com/events/247056015981253/

All the best…

Mary Alford

http://www.maryalford.net

 

 

 

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Bouchercon 2018

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A week ago, I found myself in beautiful downtown St. Petersburg, FL at the historic Vinoy Renaissance Hotel attending the 49th Annual Bouchercon 2018 or The Anthony Boucher Memorial World Mystery Convention. I’ll be honest, for a big reader, I’d never heard of the World Mystery Convention, but since it was close to home, a writer friend and I decided to attend.

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I soon learned that Anthony Boucher (1911-1968) was a science fiction editor, author of mystery novels and mystery reviewer. He helped found the Mystery Writers of America in 1946. The conference was named after him, as well as the Anthony Awards presented each year for outstanding crime fiction.

Every year the event is held in a different city. This conference was sold out, writers and fans there to spend four days meeting authors, attending writing panels and listening to popular authors speak about their work. I’ve been to many different writing events, but I have to say, the crowd was excited and it was contagious. Speakers from here in the U.S. and around the world represented the genre, happy to discuss the craft of writing as well as their books. I discovered new authors as well as getting to see those whose books I already love to read.

The panels featured authors who write P.I. series, police procedurals, amateur sleuths, cozy mysteries, to name a few. Since I write cozies, I was especially drawn to those panels. There were book signings, as you can see I came home with a bag full.

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And sweets at an Agatha Christie trivia contest.

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So what did I come away with?

That I love to read mysteries as much as I love to write them.

Authors, no matter how many books sold, are very generous with their time and these authors couldn’t have been friendlier. Or funnier. I suppose you have to throw in some humor when writing what can sometimes be dark material.

Crime fiction is a big seller.

I’m an accessory to excessive reading.

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It was a great weekend and I will definitely make it to another convention in the future. If you ever happen to hear about Bouchercon coming to your city, now you have an insight into what takes place. If you’ve already been, you know what I’m talking about.

 

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Tara Randel is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author of eighteen novels. Family values, a bit of mystery and, of course, love and romance, are her favorite themes, because she believes love is the greatest gift of all. Look for her Harlequin Heartwarming romance, THE LAWMAN’S SECRET VOW, available now and OUR CHRISTMAS VOW, her 2018 Christmas Town novel, available October 9 .  Visit Tara at www.tararandel.com. Like her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/TaraRandelBooks. Sign up for Tara’s Newsletter and receive a link to download a free digital book.

 

 

 

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Storm Warning

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By Marilyn Turk

As I write this, I’m glancing out my window to see what this year’s first tropical storm or maybe hurricane is bringing to my neighborhood. So far, we’ve gotten only rain, despite the Weather Channel’s dire warnings. Folks who live along the south and eastern coasts of the United States keep an eye on the weather this time of year because it is hurricane season. If you’ve lived here any number of years, you probably have at least one hurricane story to tell and usually, more than one.

Recently I read a list of “You might be a Floridian if…” which could also relate to other southern states. One of the things on the list was the way we tell time not by years but by hurricane names. In fact, I can tell you I moved to Florida the week before Ivan hit. Now if you’re from around here, you know that was 2004, when a hurricane that at one time was a category 5 storm and  was still a “cat” 3 when it hit Pensacola, Florida and towns all nearby, doing billions of dollars’ worth of damage.

Other people have different storm names to identify with, but what they all have in common is that there was ample warning given to the public before these storms hit. Today’s meteorologists have a number of tools and equipment to discover storms at their original and track them to their destination, even to the point where they can approximate the place and time when the storm will make landfall.

As a result, people know how to prepare. We board up windows and doors. We remove things from outside our home that might become a flying object and cause damage or become damaged. We stock up on shelf-stable food, water, batteries and flashlights in case power goes out. And if evacuation is required, we choose a destination and a route of escape.

There are those who take heed and prepare, and there are those who don’t, who wait to see what will happen. But once you’ve experienced a dangerous storm, you’re more likely to prepare or evacuate when the next storm approaches.

It’s occurred to me how fortunate we are that, unlike people who lived in the past, we know of these storms before they hit so we are not caught off guard, thereby giving us a chance to get ready. I can’t imagine how people who lived a hundred years ago dealt with hurricanes. History tells us about some that wreaked tremendous damage and had great loss of life. If only they had known what was coming and how to prepare.

Sometimes, we joke about how the weather people missed the prediction or overstated a storm’s impact. But at least we were warned, giving us a chance to make decisions about our course of action.

Have you ever wished you could get a warning about life’s storms? Were you ever blindsided by something and wondered what happened? Did you say to yourself, “If I’d only known, I would have …?”

Chances are, you have been in at least one situation that was a storm in your life. Often, we don’t get warnings, so what do we do? How do we prepare?

I suggest that first of all we pray regularly before storms hit. We pray for our families, that we will be able to face whatever comes our way. We pray for safety and protection, for wisdom and guidance.

Along with prayer, we need to spend time in God’s Word. In it, we are given some great advice about what to do in times of trouble and how to cope with them.

God doesn’t mince words when it come to trouble. In fact, He guarantees it. In John 6:33, He says, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

And how appropriate are these words. “Therefore, everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” Matthew 6:24-27

The result? “And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:7

Have you faced any storms? How did you deal with them?

Praying for those who live on the East Coast at this time who have a major hurricane headed for them.

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Do You Love Autumn?

“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” – Ecclesiastes 3:1

I grew up in the north. So fall was a refreshing time of year. After the hot summer days, the air would turn crisp. A virtual mask was removed from my face allowing me to breathe again. And the trees would put on a show, illustrating God’s amazing artwork.

But now I live in Florida where autumn doesn’t have the same aura. The days can still be hot. And I rarely see trees that burst with yellow leaves. (Although I can look forward to seeing the beautiful rain trees bloom with vibrant colors.)

Even though I live in Florida, I still love this time of year. It goes beyond what we see and feel physically. For me it represents change. A time to let go of old things in order to make room for the new. A time to discard old beliefs and habits, so that new opportunities and ideas will have room for growth.

I was thinking about this recently, and I wondered if my internal clock was off. To me, this time of year has such an excitement to it. And in my soul it feels like a new year. Four months before January 1st, I am ready to start a new Bible plan, ready to alter my focus, and ready for radical change. Why is that? Am I just ahead of schedule? Or is there something deeper going on?

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If we look at the Jewish calendar, we find three key events that happen around this time of year.

1 – Elul is the twelfth month of the Jewish civil year. Elul usually occurs in August–September on the Gregorian calendar. In the Jewish tradition, the month of Elul is a time of repentance. Elul is seen as a time to search one’s heart and draw close to God. This year Elul falls between August 11 – September 9. (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elul)

2 – Rosh HaShanah (literally, “Head of the Year”) is the Jewish New Year, which marks the beginning of a 10-day period of prayer, self-examination and repentance. This year Rosh HaShanah falls between September 9-11. (https://reformjudaism.org/jewish-holidays/rosh-hashanah)

3 – Yom Kippur, also known as the Day of Atonement, is the holiest day of the year in Judaism. Its central themes are atonement and repentance. This year Yom Kippur falls between September 18-19. (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yom_Kippur)

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So I wonder, could this be why I have such strong feelings about fall? I do not have any Jewish blood in me (that I know of). But perhaps since I have been adopted into God’s family through Jesus, maybe this is why I have an appreciation for this time of year.

Whatever the reason, I believe we all can view autumn as a time for harvest. Traditionally this means that crops will be harvested. After many months of working the soil, the people are rewarded with plenty of food for their family and neighbors.

In the same way, I feel that fall is a time for soul harvest. After spending the majority of the year cultivating your life, it is now time to pull new attitudes and perspectives up from the ground.

God has new and exciting things on the horizon. If we take time to stop and reflect on what we have learned this year, we will see what changes we need to make, which will allow for great things to come into our lives.

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Take some time this season to think about what changes God is calling you to make in your life. What old habits and beliefs need to die and flutter to the ground with the leaves? After you have cleared some room in your life by removing the old, think about what new treasures God is prompting you to uncover from deep within the soil.

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