Cathy Bryant's Blog: CatBryant.com ~ Journey Blog, page 92

Updates, Links, and Weekly Winners (including the APLT Mega Giveaway and Blogger's Bonus!)

UPDATES

This has been a wild and wonderful week with the FIRST Wild Card blog tour of A Path Less Traveled . I'm so appreciative of all the readers who took the time to read and review the book. If you'd like to read snippets of the reviews that have come in so far, click HERE. (Each snippet links back to the full review.) 



I've also been part of Clash of the Titles this week with an excerpt from Texas Roads. The results will be announced today! Can't wait! (Even if I don't win, I still had so much fun with this clash!) =)



Speaking of Texas Roads , the highlight of my week (even over the blog tour and Clash of the Titles) was this letter that I received from a reader (see the excerpt below). I hope you don't mind me sharing this with you. My purpose is not to brag. The letter humbled me and made me rejoice at the same time, because this is the reason I write--to make a difference in the lives of others.

I am currently in a year long substance abuse program inside a Texas prison and came across a book called "Texas Roads - a Miller's Creek novel" and absolutely would love to read the 2nd one.

She goes on to request a copy of APLT , which I promptly sent out. I also told her about our new prayer ministry here at WordVessel and asked if she had any special requests we could pray for. I look forward to hearing from her again. Thank You, God, for using us in ways we never could imagine!



Now on to less important matters. Here are the current giveaways of A Path Less Traveled in case you're interested:



http://reflectionsinhindsight.wordpress.com/2010/11/23/meet-cathy-bryant/



http://kellysluckyyou.com/2010/11/book-review-and-giveaway-a-path-less-traveled/



http://deborahsbutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/2010/12/interview-and-giveaway-with-cathy.html



http://darkglassponderings.blogspot.com/2010/12/cathy-bryant-interview-giveaway.html



And if you haven't yet checked out the Online Christmas Book Signing Bash , what are you waiting for? With over 75 Christian authors participating, you're bound to find the perfect gift for readers.



Tomorrow I'll be at the December Trade Days in downtown New Boston, TX. If you live in the area, please drop by to chat and browse. (I hate to be a name dropper, but I hear Santa is supposed to make an appearance!) ;)



And next Friday (December 10), I hope to be signing books at the Heartland Mall in Brownwood. (Details still pending.) If you live nearby, please drop by!



LINKS

Good news! Fiction reading is up according to the New York Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/12/books/12reading.html?_r=2



WINNERS

The winner of Christmas Bodyguard by Margaret Daley is . . . Merry!

The winner of Waiting For Tomorrow by Debbie Alferio is . . . Jay!



We have two autographed print book winners for the A Path Less Traveled Mega Giveaway . . . Lourdes and Barb Shelton!



We also have two eBook winners of A Path Less Traveled  . . . Sandra and Barb Lukow!



We have one winner in the APLT Blogger's Bonus $25 gift card winner . . . Maureen!



Thanks so much to everyone who participated, and a big thanks to Margaret and Debbie for their generous giveaways! I'll send you each an e-mail this weekend; please reply with your addresses so we can get those books (& gift card) on the way!



Until we meet again . . .

Dealing With Loss

At some point in our lives, all of us will have to deal with loss. Depending on the circumstances, the grief we experience can be so heavy we wonder if we can bear it another second. For obvious reasons, the holidays can be particularly difficult, but for believers, we are not without hope or help.



While there are no quick fixes, no pat or easy answers, there are things you can do to help yourself recover. Don't expect overnight results. All you can do at this point is grab hold of God's hand and take one wobbly step at a time. Grief isn't usually one of those life storms you can go around. For the most part the only way out is to muddle through it. I pray these thoughts will help.



Recognize the enemy's strategy.

As believers, we're in a battle. Military experts tell us that part of winning a war is to understand the enemy's tactics. The enemy of our souls, Satan, wants to keep us mired in grief and depression, because in that wretched place we shut down, and our life mission of being salt and light to the world is hampered. Satan is the father of lies (Jn. 8:44), and his goal is to kill, steal, and destroy (Jn. 10:10). But our great God doesn't leave us to fight for ourselves (Ex. 14:14). The battle is the Lord's (2 Chron. 20:15).



Assure yourself of God's presence.

One of the greatest promises we believers have is God's promise to always be with us (Matt. 28:20), especially when we're hurting. God loves us more than our limited human minds can comprehend. He is grieved when we grieve. He hurts when we hurt. Run to Him, pour out your heart to Him, cast the burden of your grief on Him (Ps. 55:22; 1 Pet. 5:7).



When we are physically ill or wounded, we go to the doctor for the right medicine to make us well. Our spirits get wounded, too, and the way to get better is to spend as much time as possible with the Great Physician, the One who created us (Ps. 139:13) and knows us better than we know ourselves. He is not surprised by our circumstances, because He knows all of our days before any of them come to be (Ps. 139:16). He is a good God and has a good plan for each of our lives (Jer. 29:11). He doesn't waste a single hurt we endure, but can make all things work together in our lives, not for bad, but for good (Rom. 8:28).



Use the Truth to counteract Satan's lies.

Satan's lies are poison. If we are bitten by a poisonous snake, doctors will immediately apply the antidote. Don't allow Satan's lies to keep you down. Anytime he whispers hurt to your heart apply the antidote—God's Word of Truth.



Find scriptures that counteract his lies. Write them on paper or note-cards and carry them with you. Here are a few that might help:



The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still. ~Ex. 14:14



Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God's. ~2 Chronicles 20:15



Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go. ~Joshua 1:9



Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you. ~1 Peter 5:7



"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11



And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose. ~Romans 8:28



If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare His own Son, but gave Him up for us all—how will He not also, along with Him, graciously give us all things? ~Romans 8:31b-32



It is the LORD who goes before you; He will march with you; He will not fail you or let you go or forsake you; fear not, neither become broken in spirit (depressed, dismayed, and unnerved with alarm). ~Deut. 31:8



Be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power. ~Ephesians 6:10



In peace I will both lie down and sleep, for You, Lord, alone make me dwell in safety and confident trust. ~Psalm 4:8



Cause me to hear Your loving-kindness in the morning, for on You do I lean and in You do I trust. Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk, for I lift up my inner self to You. ~Psalm 143:8



Do not fret or have any anxiety about anything, but in every circumstance and in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, continue to make your wants known to God. And God's peace which transcends all understanding shall garrison (build a fort around) and mount guard over your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. ~ Phil. 4:6-7



"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest." ~Matt. 11:28



Trust in (lean on) the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your paths. ~Prov. 3:5-6



These things I plan won't happen right away. Slowly, steadily, surely, the time approaches when the vision will be fulfilled. If it seems slow, do not despair, for these things will surely come to pass. Just be patient. They will not be overdue a single day! ~Hab. 2:3



I have strength for all things in Christ Who empowers me . . . . And my God will liberally supply your every need according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus. ~Phil. 4:13, 19



Any My people shall dwell in a peaceable habitation, and in sure dwellings, and in quiet resting places. ~Is. 32:18



Let be and be still, and know that I am God. ~Ps. 46:10



Let us then fearlessly and confidently and boldly draw near to the throne of grace that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in good time for every need (coming just when we need it). ~Heb. 4:16



"Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; you are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and through the rivers they will not overwhelm you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned or scorched, nor will the flam kindle upon you . . . because you are precious in My sight and honored, and because I love you . . . Fear not, for I am with you . . ." ~Is. 43:1-2, 4-5



As for me, I am poor and needy, yet the Lord takes thought and plans for me. You are my help and my Deliverer. O my God, do not tarry! ~Ps. 40:17



You will guard him and keep him in perfect and constant peace whose mind is stayed on You, because he commits himself to You, leans on You, and hopes confidently in You. So trust in the Lord forever; for the Lord God is an everlasting Rock. ~Is. 26:3-4



"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." ~Jn. 16:33 

Be honest with yourself, others and God in your grief and depression.

I've heard people express that as Christians we shouldn't grieve, based on 1 Thessalonians 4:13. I think this is a lie straight from Satan himself. The verse doesn't say that at all! Instead, it says we shouldn't grieve like the rest of the world, who have no hope. It says nothing about pretending that we're not grieving. Our Lord and Savior Jesus grieved—for Jerusalem, for his friend, Lazarus, and in the garden of Gethsemane. If He grieved, would He deny us the same means of expressing our wounded hearts? It's normal to hurt, and it's necessary to grieve.



God called King David "a man after God's own heart," and he grieved on numerous occasions, pouring out his grief in the Psalms. Here are some psalms that are especially helpful for battling depression. Try reading them out loud: 6, 13, 18, 23, 25, 27, 31, 32, 34, 37, 38, 39, 40, 42, 43, 46, 51, 55, 57, 62, 63, 69, 71, 73, 77, 84, 86, 90, 94, 95, 103, 104, 107, 110, 116, 118, 121, 123, 124, 130, 138, 139, 141, 142, 143, 146, and 147.



A few other suggestions:

Don't isolate yourself. Get out and try to do something, even if you don't feel like it. Satan loves to separate us from the rest of the flock. He loves to strike when we're wounded and alone.
Don't give in to self-pity and the belief that no one else has felt what you're feeling now. Sometimes it helps just to realize that others have gone through the same or worse. It might help to find ways to reach out to others, in order to take the focus off of self.
Don't give into negativity. Try to think about things that are good and right (Phil. 4:8).
Be patient with yourself. You will face many "firsts" in the year after a big loss. Realize that feelings come and feelings go. When you're "feeling" really bad, realize that the bad feeling will pass if given time.
Allow others to minister to you. God may have sent them to you for a reason.
Lord Jesus,



Thank You for always being with us, and for feeling our hurts along with us. Grant those who grieve and mourn Your comfort and peace, especially during this holiday season. Help them remember Your Holy Spirit, our Comforter, who walks along beside us and intercedes for us with groans that words can't express.



In Jesus' Name,

Amen

BOOK SPOTLIGHT: "Christmas Bodyguard" by Margaret Daley (& Book Giveaway!)

ABOUT THE BOOK, Christmas Bodyguard by Margaret Daley:



Someone's after wealthy Texan Slade Caulder's daughter. Desperate to keep her safe while he determines the motive, the widowed father hires a bodyguard for Abbey. A female bodyguard, with the training to protect the girl--and an understanding of a willful teenager who keeps trying to outsmart her. Elizabeth Walker is the perfect combination of caring and toughness for her job. But as the holidays approach, the stalker's threats escalate. And Slade finds himself willing to risk everything to keep his Christmas bodyguard by his side...forever.

Guardians, Inc.: Born to protect, bound to fall in love

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Margaret Daley is an award winning, multi-published author in the romance genre. One of her romantic suspense books, Hearts on the Line, won the American Christian Fiction Writers' Book of the Year Contest. Recently she has won the Golden Quill Contest, FHL's Inspirational Readers' Choice Contest, Winter Rose Contest, Holt Medallion and the Barclay Gold Contest. She wrote for various secular publishers before the Lord led her to the Christian romance market. She currently writes inspirational romance and romantic suspense books for the Steeple Hill Love Inspired lines, romantic suspense for Abingdon Press and historical romance for Summerside Press. She has sold seventy-five books to date.



Margaret is currently the Volunteer Officer for ACFW. She was one of the founding members of the first ACFW local chapter, WIN in Oklahoma. She served as vice-president for two years in WIN-ACFW and is still on its board as an advisor. She has taught numerous classes for online groups, ACFW and RWA chapters. She enjoys mentoring other authors.



Until she retired a few years ago, she was a teacher of students with special needs for twenty-seven years and volunteered with Special Olympics as a coach. She currently is on the Outreach committee at her church, working on several projects in her community.



You can visit her web site at http://www.margaretdaley.com and read excerpts from her books and learn about the ones recently released and soon to be released.

Readers, Margaret is graciously offering one of you a copy of "Christmas Bodyguard." Please leave a comment (with a way for me to contact you if your name is drawn) to be entered in the giveaway. I'll announce the winner on Friday, December 3. (NOTE: If you're reading this post on Facebook or GoodReads, you must visit http://WordVessel.blogspot.com to leave a comment for the drawing.) 

AUTHOR INTERVIEW: Debbie Alferio (& Book Giveaway!)

I'm delighted to have author Debbie Alferio with us today at WordVessel. Here's her bio:



Debbie Alferio is a native of northern Ohio.  With no formal training in writing, she attributes her gift for the art to "Divine Intervention."  Her unique approach to writing has earned her a multitude of speaking appearances, various media interviews, and listings in two Who's Who directories.  She currently holds the title of Ohio Representative for Authors Across America, and is a member of the International Writer's Association, American Authors' Association, Ohio Professional Writers, Writer's Ink, and the Sauna Friends Writer's Group.  The author donates a portion of all her profits to the American Cancer Society. 



How long have you been writing and when was your first book published? I have been writing for a little over six years. My first novel, "A Forever Kind of Love" was published in May, 2005.



What do you enjoy doing in your free time? When I'm not writing, I enjoy going for long walks, reading, and spending time with my family.



What advice or tips do you have for writers who are just getting started? Don't ever let anyone tell you that you can't do it, and write from the heart. Also, be yourself. Don't try to copy the work of other writers—keep your voice unique, and people will take notice.



Of the books you've written, which is your favorite and why? I would have to say "Waiting for Tomorrow" which is the second in my Forever Love series. I love the twists and turns in the storyline, and it really shows my growth as a writer. Much more polished than the first book.



What is a typical writing day like for you? Typical? What's that? LOL Seriously, I usually don't have any set-in-stone agenda for my writing. Between my part-time job and family obligations, I simply write whenever I can find a few spare minutes. But I DO try to write at least a little each day to keep the creative juices flowing.



Where do you write? I have a home office which is where I do most of my writing. Sometimes, when the weather is nice, I'll take my laptop outside just before dusk and enjoy the evening while I create.



What are you currently writing? I'm slowly but surely whittling away at the third book in my series.



Tell us about your latest book . "Waiting for Tomorrow" continues the story of Mitch and Dana and solves the cliffhanger ending posed by "A Forever Kind of Love." In this book, Mitch has a secret he is keeping from Dana and feels that what she doesn't know won't hurt her. Of course, that backfires big-time, and he's left not only in the wake of a tragedy as a result, but wondering whether or not his marriage will survive. Throw into the mix a devious ex-girlfriend and a pregnancy just eight weeks into the marriage, and you have some fun. The cliffhanger this time around is a question of whether or not our hero lives or dies after a tragedy of his own. I have people asking constantly when book 3 will be finished so they can find out—and I'm not telling! LOL



What accomplishment(s) are you most proud of, writing-related or not? I would have to say when "Waiting for Tomorrow" won the Silver Award for the romance category in the ForeWord Magazine Book of the Year Awards. I still can't believe I was picked as the second place winner out of over 1,500 entries.



Where do you get ideas for stories? I can only say they come from God. He's the one who started me on this journey, and He's the one who continues to inspire me.



Favorite scripture: "I can do all things through God who strengthens me."



What are some ways that readers of your books can help you as an author? I love when my readers give me feedback on the books. It's great to hear how each individual reader perceived a particular scene or character. It not only tells me whether or not they are enjoying my work, but it also gives me new angles from which to write.



What do you have within reach as you write? Dubble Bubble! LOL I'm addicted to the stuff. It's like a stress reliever/concentration builder all rolled into one little pink blob. I also have my electronic dictionary/thesaurus, but the gum is a necessity!



In your opinion, what is the greatest danger or pitfall in the life of a writer? Allowing a negative critique or review to stop you from writing. No one likes to hear criticism, but it's part of the process. Not everyone is going to like what you've done—people have different tastes. It's better to find something positive in what's been said, use it to grow, and move on.



What did you learn while writing this book? I learned that I can do anything with God's help. He has given me a wonderful gift that I am honored to share with others.



What one thing about writing do you wish other non-writers would understand? That the writing process doesn't go from manuscript to publication overnight. Writing the book is only one part of it; then you have to edit, rewrite, revise, etc. It takes a lot of time to get a manuscript ready to be published. Most non-writers think that all you have to do is write it and put it in book form. Wish it were really that easy!



What is the best lesson you have learned from another writer? To keep myself open to God's plan for my writing and follow His lead wherever it may take me. So far, I have tried my best to do this and must say I've been truly blessed!



How can readers get in contact with you? I always love to hear from my readers, and encourage and invite questions and comments. Readers can find out more about me and the Forever Love Series by visiting my website at www.freewebs.com/debsbooks, my blog at debbiealferio.blogspot.com, or by following me on Facebook or Twitter. I can also be contacted through my personal email at dkalferio@yahoo.com.



Debbie, thanks so much for being with us today! May God continue to bless your work for Him.



Readers, Debbie is graciously offering a copy of "Waiting For Tomorrow" to one of you. Please leave a comment (with a way for me to contact you) to enter. If you're reading this post at Facebook, Amazon or Goodreads, you will have to comment at http://WordVessel.blogspot.com. I'll announce the winner on December 3, 2010.

FWC: "A Path Less Traveled" by Cathy Bryant & Book Giveaway)

It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book!



You never know when I might play a wild card on you!





Today's Wild Card author is:

Cathy Bryant

and the book:

A Path Less Traveled  (Book 2 in the Miller's Creek novels)WordVessel Press (October 18, 2010)

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:





A Texas gal since birth, Cathy Bryant continues the Mayberry RFD--only Texas Style!--stories with Book 2 in the Miller's Creek series, A Path Less Traveled. Her debut novel Texas Roads was a 2009 ACFW Genesis finalist. Cathy lives in a century-old Texas farmhouse with her husband of almost 30 years and a phobia-ridden cat.



Visit the author's website.









Product Details:



List Price: $12.99

Paperback: 312 pages

Publisher: WordVessel Press (October 18, 2010)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 0984431128

ISBN-13: 978-0984431120



AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:





Chapter One ~ Tolling Bells





In spite of the thousands of winking lights surrounding Trish James, a wedding somehow lost its luster in the wake of death. She nudged her shucked shoes out of the way with her big toe and adjusted the tulle on the wedding arch, the soft netlike fabric billowing beneath her fingertips as she encased the twinkle lights. The church sanctuary, with its white pews, stained-glass windows, and smoky blue carpet, served as the perfect backdrop to her design.



"This wedding must be hard on you after Doc's death." Dani spoke the words as if uncertain she should speak at all.



The ache in Trish's heart started afresh, a wound that never healed, but she pushed it aside with practiced expertise. This wedding wasn't about her. "I'm fine. It's not everyday my brother marries the most wonderful woman in the world." She forced a bright smile. "I've never seen Steve so happy."



Her sister-in-law-to-be didn't return the smile. Instead the area above her clear blue eyes creased. "You sure you're okay?"



"Yep." Trish snipped the word and bent low to snag a sprig of silk ivy, then inserted it in the proper place and blinked away tears. In truth, it would be great to have someone to share her concerns with, but within boundaries—not right before the wedding, not with anyone who lived in Miller's Creek, and definitely not with family members. The last thing she wanted was for them to feel like they had to come to her rescue.



She'd told Delaine some of the situation, but her best friend since high school now lived the fast-paced, Austin lifestyle, their conversations limited to when Delaine didn't have something else on her agenda.



"I can't imagine how difficult it is to be both mother and father to Little Bo." Dani lowered her head, blonde ringlets framing her face. "And then trying to start a business on top of everything else."



Oh, no. She wasn't going there. Trish clenched her teeth. Steve had already given her this lecture. With his best brotherly concern, he'd told her she didn't have to be Superwoman. Yeah, right. Try telling that to her empty checkbook and refrigerator. She glanced at Dani, who sat atop the piano railing swinging her legs. "Are you ready for the big day tomorrow?"



A happy glow wreathed her friend's face. "And the day after, and the day after that. I think I've been getting ready to marry Steve my entire life."



"I'm happy for you both." Though it hurt to speak the words, she meant it. It wasn't their fault her life was in the doldrums.



Dani sprang from her perch and trotted down the steps to view the stage. "You have such a gift, Trish. Everything looks magical."



Trish gazed at the curly willow branches she'd ordered and spray-painted white, now wrapped with tiny sparks of light. The fairy tale forest blanketed the stage and meandered down the side aisles in an aura of enchantment. Once the ribbons and flowers were placed, and candles inserted into globes and nestled among the boughs, her vision would be complete. "I hope it's what you wanted."



"It's better than I could've ever imagined." Dani hurried over and draped an arm across her shoulder. "Once everyone in Miller's Creek see this, you're gonna get loads of business."



A heavy sigh whooshed from her before she could contain it. "From your lips to my bank account."



Dani's eyes clouded. "I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it and get it over with. Are you okay? I mean…do you need to borrow money or something?"



No. Yes. Yes. She wasn't okay. She needed money. She needed…something. "I'm fine." The lie popped out as she stepped to the box perched on the piano bench. With care she lifted two delicate cracked-glass globes and moved to the candle stands. The words "I'm fine" were her constant mantra these days, like saying them made everything all right. Who was she kidding?



She closed her eyes and reopened them with a slow blink, weary of pretending. But what choice did she have? Her brother's wedding wasn't the time or place to air her personal problems. Besides, she was thirty-two years old, more than old enough to handle life on her own. A glance at her wristwatch sent her pulse on a stampede. Still so much to do to make the decorations perfect. God, please let this bring me business.



Dani plopped back onto the railing. "Is Little Bo doing better?"



How could he be? "Sure, if you don't count the nightmares and barely letting me out of his sight." She omitted the fact that he was a hairsbreadth away from flunking kindergarten unless she could help him catch up before the school year ended.



"So the psychologist is helping?"



Before Trish could respond, the double white doors at the rear of the church burst open. Incessant rain poured from the April sky and silhouetted the form of a man. Dani let out a squeal. "Andy!"



The petite blonde flew down the steps toward a man who looked vaguely familiar. He wore a lightweight suit with a loosened necktie, and had an easy-going smile that brightened the room. "Hey, how's the bride?"



Dani looked up at him, her face radiant. "Never better."



"Yeah, I can see that."



She tugged his arm. "Come here. I want you to meet someone."



His loose-limbed gait gave the impression of someone always relaxed, like he'd just returned from a vacation at the beach.



"This is Andy Tyler, my friend from Dallas. Andy, this is Steve's sister."



Sea-green eyes sparkled. "Well, does Steve's sister have a name?" He jogged up the steps and held out a hand, his smile still bright.



Trish laughed and took his hand. "I'm Trish James. Nice to meet you."



Dani's face took on a crimson hue. "Sorry. Guess my mind is elsewhere."



Andy's gaze rested on her bare feet. "Glad to know you have a name. What about shoes?"



She couldn't help but smile. "I have them, but kicked them off hours ago."



The hall door squeaked behind them, and Mama Beth, Dani's mother and the mother figure of all of Miller's Creek, bustled into the room. Along with her came the smell of fresh baked bread wafting from the fellowship hall. Trish could almost taste the melt-in-your mouth rolls. Maybe she could sneak a few leftovers for her and Bo to nibble on next week.



"My goodness, Trish, if this isn't the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen." Mama Beth hugged Andy's neck. "Hi, Andy."



A tender gleam lit his eyes as he wrapped his arms around the older woman's shoulders and kissed her cheek. "Hi, sweet lady." He turned raised eyebrows to Trish. "You did all this?"



She ducked her head, and pushed a silky strand of hair behind one ear.



"All of it." gushed Dani. "And wait until you see the fellowship hall."



"Speaking of fellowship hall, I could sure use your help in the kitchen." Mama Beth's voice took on a commanding tone as she scuttled to the door. "We've got enough work to do for this rehearsal dinner to keep an entire army busy."



Dani looked torn. "But I can't leave Trish down here to do all this by herself."



Trish wrestled the wieldy greenery in place, longing to comment that she didn't need help. It would suit her just fine if they'd all go away and leave her alone.



Andy rested his hands on his hips in mock protest, his tan jacket pulled back. "What am I? Pork belly? I'll help Trish. You go help Mama Beth." He held up a hand. "Trust me when I say I'll be more help here than in the kitchen."



"Good point. I've had your cooking." Dani grinned and rushed after Mama Beth. "Y'all know where to find us if you need help."



Andy chuckled and shed his jacket, then laid it across the front pew and turned her way. "What can I do to help?"



Trish mentally checked her to-do list. "I was actually waiting for someone with more muscles than me to come around. There's a box full of candles I need brought in from my Suburban." She pointed toward the side door. "It's out there and it's unlocked."



He gave a mock salute that bounced his sandy curls. "Yes ma'am." Andy's stocky frame loped down the steps and disappeared through the doorway.



Her eyebrows rose as she made her way to the pile of greenery on the front pew. Dani's friend was more handsome than she remembered. Trish burrowed through the tangled mess, remembering the promise she'd made Dani to help Andy feel welcome. As if she needed a man to take care of along with her other responsibilities.



The door slammed, Andy's eyes and forehead barely visible above the box he white-knuckled. She ran to him. "Let me help. I know that's heavy. I loaded it this morning."



"Nah, I got it." The words wheezed out. "You loaded this by yourself?"



She ignored the question and pointed to the stage. "Can you bring it up the steps?"



He shot her a 'you've-got-to-be-kidding' glare then labored up the steps, his face red, his breath coming in agonized spurts. As he reached the last step, the toe of his leather loafer snagged the extension cord snaking along the edge of the stage.



Trish tried to speak, but her words congregated behind locked lips. Andy stumbled, and the box flew from his arms, the candles launching like small missiles. He hit the floor with a thud, the box crash-landing at the base of the first tree.



In slow motion, like carefully-placed dominos, the trees rippled to the floor in a sickening staccato of crashes and breaking glass. As if to punctuate the effect, the white metal archway in the center leaned forward with a creak as it teetered, then toppled forward with a bang.



Her mouth hinged open, and her hands flew to her cheeks. All her hard work…ruined. In shock, it took a moment to realize Andy still lay face down on the carpet. "Are you all right?"



He pushed himself up on all fours and surveyed the devastation.



Assured he was okay, she slung herself down to the top step. The scene replayed in her mind. A giggle gurgled out then burst forth in an almost-maniacal laugh.



Andy chuckled and crawled to sit beside her.



Without warning, her laughter turned to sobs. She covered her face with trembling hands, rage surging at yet another unexpected crying jag. Now she'd never be ready on time. No one would be impressed. No one would want her services. No business. No money.



"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Andy slid a hand down her arm. "I'll fix it, Trish, I promise. I'm so sorry."



Trish fisted her hands, then straightened her spine and swatted at the tears on her cheeks. "Will you please stop apologizing?" There was no controlling her snappish tone. "For Pete's sake, it was an accident. I'm not gonna sue." She clamped her lips, rose to her feet, and waded through the ruins. Fingers at rest against her lips, she knelt to retrieve shattered slivers of glass from the broken globes. These weren't even paid for.



Andy stooped beside her, his eyes boring a hole into her skull. "Here, let me get that. You start putting things back where you want them."



Trish could only nod at his softly-spoken words, a knot wedged in her windpipe. She lifted a tree into position, the light strands dripping from the branches like a child had thrown them in place. So far her determination to prove herself capable had been met with nothing but industrial-strength resistance.



* * *



It's all your fault. The familiar words in Andy's head relentlessly accused, ushering forth memories and ghosts from the past. Trish obviously spent hours on the wedding decorations, and he'd managed to undo her work with one false step. He forced the finger-pointing voice to the back of his mind and attempted to burn off the chill that now hung in the room. "You live here in Miller's Creek?"



"Yes." Her answer sounded pinched. "My son and I live here. At least for now." She didn't look at him while she maneuvered the lights back on the branches with agile fingers.



Son? Now he remembered. Dani had mentioned something about Steve's sister losing her husband in a freak accident. A cow kick, or was it a horse? And how long ago? "You're leaving town?"



"I don't want to, but we don't always get what we want, do we?"



True, but sometimes what you thought you wanted wasn't what you needed. Andy rose, his hands cupped to contain the glass shards. "No, we don't. You have a trash can?"



Trish's tawny eyes looked his way. She grabbed an empty box and hurried to him. "Here." She glanced around the stage, her face gloomy, her shoulders slumped. "Are they all broken?"



"Don't know." He dumped the pieces in the box, where they pinged against each other. "Is there some place I can buy replacements?"



She rubbed one arm and shook her head. "No. I had them shipped in. I'll drive to Morganville tonight after the rehearsal to see if I can find something that'll work."



The sadness on her face made his breath stick in his throat. He'd been in Miller's Creek less than an hour and had already goofed things up. "I'll go with you and pay for them since it's my fault."



Trish's shoulders rose then fell. "It's no one's fault. It's just something that happened." She returned to the branches and hoisted another one back into position.



Just something that happened. A shaft of light streamed through the stained glass windows and rested on her, and she slumped over like she couldn't bear the weight of the world any longer. Was she remembering the accident? He removed a pack of peppermint gum from his shirt pocket and popped a piece in his mouth. Her problems made the mess with Sheila seem trivial. What could he do to make things better?



"Dani told me you're engaged. When's the big day?" Trish strung lights along a tree branch. Perfectly.



He shifted his weight to the other leg then squatted to pluck glass from the carpet. "Uh, we're not…I mean…well, it's over between us."



She raised her head, and her brown hair shimmered under the light. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."



"Don't be." He stood. "It's for the best."



"How so?"



Andy let out a half-laugh. "Turns out she still had a thing for her ex-boyfriend." Thank the Lord he'd found out in time. A wife would be wonderful, but not the wrong wife.



For a moment she didn't speak, but her face took on a knowing look. "That must've been painful."



He nodded, his lips pressed together. "It was hard, but God can bring good from hurt."



Trish stared at him like she was trying to get a read on him then turned back to the lights. "So neither one of us are really in the mood to celebrate. Especially a wedding." Her face matched her cynical tone.



Out in the hallway, muffled voices grew closer. The hall door swung open, and the smell of Mama Beth's home-cooking watered his mouth. A little boy that looked like Trish raced toward them, then stopped, his dark eyes round. "Whoa! What happened here?"



Dani and Mama Beth followed, their mouths ajar. After them came Steve Miller, the mayor of Miller's Creek, and Dani's soon-to-be husband.



"It's all right. Don't worry." Trish rushed to the two women and laid a hand on each of their arms. "It's nothing that can't be fixed, I promise. We just had a little accident."



Andy watched through narrowed eyes. Now she comforted the two women when just a few minutes before she'd been in tears. A good way to get a severe case of whiplash.



Steve sauntered toward him, his boots scuffing against the carpet, a friendly grin on his face.



He shook Steve's hand. "How you doing, Mayor?"



The other man's grin expanded as he tucked his fingers in jeans that looked new. "I'll be doing a lot better in a couple of days." Lightning fast, Steve untucked one hand and grabbed the boy's arm as he streaked by. "Hold on, tiger. I don't think you have any business up there. Have you met Aunt Dani's friend?"



The boy skewed his lips in a thoughtful pose and shook his head.



"This is my nephew, Bo."



Andy stretched out a palm. "Give me five, buddy."



Bo reared back and delivered a hearty slap.



"Ouch!" Andy pretended to shake off the sting. "Man, I'll bet you can throw a baseball really far with that kind of muscle power."



The boy nodded, his face creased with a grin. "Yep, but I can't catch so good."



"Well," corrected Trish, as she came to stand with them. "You can't catch well."



Andy assumed a catcher's position beside him. The little guy had to be missing his daddy. Maybe he could help. "I used to be a catcher, so I can give you some pointers later. Would you like that?"



Bo's eyes lit. "Yeah."



"Yes sir." Trish's tone held a warning.



"I mean, yes sir." He looked toward his Mama. "Is it okay if we play catch, Mom?"



She sent Andy a tight-lipped smile, her expression cloaked with reserve, but when she turned toward her son her face softened, and she tousled his hair. "Of course, but it might be tomorrow since Mr. Tyler's already promised to help me clean up this mess." "Almost looks like a tornado touched down in here." Steve rocked back on his heels and jangled the coins in his pocket.



"A tornado named Andy." Trish gave a play-by-play account.



Steve laughed, but Mama Beth and Dani still fussed about like a couple of hens. "That's one way to get out of carrying more boxes." Steve winked. "I'll have to remember that move."



"Hey, look at me!" Little Bo perched on the piano railing, one foot in front of the other, his arms out to balance. Andy's heart moved to his throat. One wrong step would hurdle him toward the carpet, still full of glass.



All of them raced for the railing, but Andy arrived first. He grabbed him by the waist and slung him over one shoulder, amused at Bo's contagious belly laugh. "Come here, buddy, before you fall and hurt that amazing pitching arm."



Trish joined them, eyes wide with panic, her face white and strained. She gripped Little Bo's arms. "How many times do I have to tell you not to pull stunts like that?" Her voice shook as she bent down, her face inches from his.



The boy said nothing, his lips stuck out in a pout.



Steve laid a hand on her shoulder. "Sis."



Volumes passed between the brother and sister before Little Bo bolted for the door. Trish raced after him, her dark eyes full of hurt.



Both men faced the door, an awkward silence between them. Steve cleared his throat and turned, his eyes fixed on the floor. "Sorry about that. Trish is…uh…going through a rough time."



Andy nodded. An understatement if he'd ever heard one. Based on what he'd seen, he was pretty sure not even Steve knew exactly how rough.





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Links for Writers & Readers

Hi everyone! Hope you had an awesome Thanksgiving and gobbled till you wobbled! ;0) Let the mad Christmas shopping begin! I came across a couple of helpful links for writers this week. Hope you enjoy them as well.



Here's a random log line generator for writers: http://www.lifeformz.com/cgi-bin/idea/idea.fcgi (Fun to play with and also a great way to get those creative juices flowing!)



Here's a helpful post on writing log lines for your novels: http://www.dailywritingtips.com/whats-your-novels-log-line/



For you readers, here are a few links you might be interested in, including giveaways of A Path Less Traveled .



http://reflectionsinhindsight.wordpress.com/2010/11/23/meet-cathy-bryant/ (Giveaway ends December 6th)



Christmas Book Signing Bash (75 Christian Authors): http://christianreviewofbooks.com/index.php?page=view/article/728/An-Unprecedented-Online-Event



http://kathieasywritermacias.blogspot.com/2010/10/interview-with-author-cathy-bryant.html



And my own giveaway of A Path Less Traveled , which ends on November 30th: http://wordvessel.blogspot.com/2010/11/book-spotlight-path-less-traveled-by.html



Happy Reading and Writing!



Until we meet again...

Reasons To Be Thankful

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! May we give thanks to our Maker for His abundance. May all that God has given us flow from us to others and saturate the world with His goodness and light.

Since Thanksgiving is a day to give thanks to God, here are a few things I'm thankful for, in no certain order. This by no means an exhaustive list, so please feel free to add your lists in the comments.



1. Eternal and abundant life through Jesus Christ ("I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." ~Jesus in John 10:10b)



2. God's Word, our instruction manual for living (Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path. ~Psalm 119:105)



3. Grace, God's Riches At Christ's Expense, the unmerited favor of God (In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins in accordance with the riches of God's grace that He lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding. ~Ephesians 1:7-8)



4. Peace and Healing (But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed. ~Isaiah 53:5)



5. My family



6. Food (925 million people do not have enough to eat - more than the populations of USA, Canada and the European Union.)



7. Clean water (3.575 million people die each year from water-related disease.)



8. Electricity



9. Indoor plumbing



10. Shelter



11. Comfort



12. Wealth (in many forms)



13. Love (from and for God, family, friends, and others)



14. Talents, gifts and abilities



15. Meaningful work



16. Health



 Father,



As I write this list of things I'm grateful for, I stand convicted. I don't say "thank You" enough. I don't share enough. Forgive me for taking so much for granted, for hoarding what You've so generously given to me. May I learn to give as freely as I receive.



In Jesus' name,

Amen

Are You the One or the Nine?

Now on His way to Jerusalem, Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee. As He was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy met Him. They stood at a distance and called out in a loud voice, "Jesus, Master, have pity on us!"



When He saw them, He said, "Go, show yourselves to the priests." And as they went, they were cleansed.



One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus' feet and thanked Him--and he was a Samaritan.



Jesus asked, "Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? Was no one found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?"



Then He said to him, "Rise and go; your faith has made you well." ~Luke 17:11-19 (NIV)



We're all diseased. Unclean. All we can do is plead for God's mercy and cry out, "Have pity on us!"



And Almighty God, the Creator of the universe, hears our plea even before we moan the words. 



Across the centuries, the cry of sinful humanity came to God's ears. Upon hearing the cry, He provided a way for our healing and cleansing. A way that required the sacrifice of His sinless Son.





What should be the response of a people redeemed, whose lives are transformed and made new? Like the Samaritan leper, we're all foreign, unclean outcasts, made whole by the grace of God. The proper response to grace is gratitude.



"But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed." ~Isaiah 53:5 (NIV)    

AUTHOR INTERVIEW: Sandi Harrington

WordVessel is delighted to welcome author, Sandi Harrington.

1.  How did you come to be a writer?

I've been writing poetry to express my thoughts and feelings ever since I was a child.  However, I never thought about writing stories until I saw an advertisement for the Institute of Children's literature.  After I completed their training course, I began to write fictional short stories.



2.  Why did you choose to write the book, Treasure For Trauma?



Treasure For Trauma is a collection of short stories about painful circumstances most people would prefer to sweep under the rug.  I wrote these stories to communicate the powerful dynamics involved in abusive situations.  It is my desire that after reading these stories, people will become motivated to do whatever they can to help, one friend and family member at a time.



3.  Of all the characters you created, which is your favorite and why?

My favorite character is six-year-old "Tessa Bear" from the story, "Dream Pony."  Her precocious, winsome, and highly imaginative personality, along with her babyish nature, help keep the reader captivated.  Tessa Bear's stuffed little pony provides the way of escape from an ordeal no child should ever have to endure.



4.  Favorite Scripture and/or quote:

Joel 2:25 "So I will restore to you the years that the…locusts have eaten…." 



I love this verse because it lets me know that God wastes nothing.  No matter what we are going through or have been through, God will turn it around and use it for our good and for His glory.  Even the painful situations in which I base my stories upon.



5.  What do you enjoy doing in your free time?

I enjoy helping my two grandsons with their homework after school and babysitting our young granddaughter who is just learning how to talk.   I also love playing the piano, singing on our church's worship team, and learning how to play the guitar. 



6.  How can readers get in contact with you?

Through my website at www.ChoosingStrength.com.  



Thanks so much for joining us today, Sandi!



 

Why Give Thanks to God?

Thanksgiving. A day of giving thanks to God. But is that what we really do? When we think of Thanksgiving Day, do we immediately think of thanking God, or do we think holiday, family time, turkey, pilgrims, Indians, football, decorating for Christmas?



So why should we give thanks to God? Let's look at a few verses that mention thanking God.



The Unshakable Kingdom of God

Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our "God is a consuming fire." ~Hebrews 12:28-29 (NIV)



Though I've gotten rid of the rugs and carpets in my house in favor of laminate flooring, I remember the days of taking rugs outside to shake the dust out of them. As a Texas gal, I've also been known to shake a few pecan tree branches so the nuts will fall to the ground for gathering. The day is coming when God will shake the heavens and the earth as if cleaning house or shaking a tree. Only what cannot be shaken will remain (Hebrews 12:27).



Those who belong to God are receiving "a kingdom that cannot be shaken." Thank Him!



God Is Good, His Love and Faithfulness Endure Forever

Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give thanks to Him and praise His name. For the LORD is good and His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations.  ~Psalm 100:4-5 (NIV)



I've always wondered why the chemical solution we women use to curl our hair is called a "permanent." If it were truly permanent, there wouldn't be a need to get another one in a few months. In a world where everything else is subject to decay, our good God's love endures forever. In addition, His faithfulness continues through all generations, and He is good. Thank Him!



Victory Over Sin and Death

But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. ~1 Corinthians 15:57 (NIV)



Sin is death, and since the fall of mankind it's a part of our genetic make-up. There's nothing we can do to rid ourselves of this deadliest of all diseases. But thanks be to God! Jesus died on the cross to deliver us from the penalty and power of sin. For those who belong to God through our Lord Jesus Christ, death is only a doorway to something far greater than we can imagine, because Jesus conquered sin and death for us. Thank Him!



Christ Leads Us in Triumph and Uses Us To Spread The Knowledge of Him

But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him. ~2 Corinthians 2:14 (NIV)



The picture painted here is of a first-century victory parade, where wreaths of flowers wafted their fragrance with each step the victors' took. What a privilege to follow Christ as He leads this victory parade and waft the fragrance of Christ into the world. Thank Him!



The Indescribable Gift

Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift! ~2 Corinthians 9:15 (NIV) 



Grace. God's Riches At Christ's Expense. The favor of Almighty God doled out lavishly to sinful humanity. Thank Him!



Dear heavenly Father, 



There isn't enough room in cyberspace to list all the reasons we should thank You. Forgive us for seeking Your hand so readily, while being so neglectful to offer You our gratitude. As we prepare for Thanksgiving Day, help us to lift our voices in thanksgiving to You. Teach us that thanksgiving isn't a day, but a way of life. Help us develop an attitude of gratitude, not only one day out of the year, but every day. For the reasons listed here--Your unshakable kingdom of which we are a part, Your enduring goodness, love and faithfulness to us, Your victory over sin and death for all who belong to You, the privilege of being the fragrance of Christ in this world, Your indescribable gift of grace--and so much more, we thank You!



In the name of Jesus,

Amen 



Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. ~1 Thessalonians 5:18 (NIV)