Ever since the reading of North and South, Elizabeth Gaskell has never failed to disappoint me. Personally, I don’t know if any of her other works could top North and South but each one certainly reaches my “Top Books of the Year” annual reading list. Ruth is by far no exception. Read more
I’m a fan of Agatha Christie. Her classic who-dun-its are always filled with twists, suspicion, and slights of hand. This current one I read, Hercule Poirot’s Christmas was no exception. (Let me tell you, the warm Christmas fuzzies it will not give you) There is one thing I learned while reading my latest mystery: Read more
If we had a theme for this past year, I’d say it was finding joy in the midst of trials. We learned about fighting the wars within ourselves and coming out the victor instead of the victim. Ironically, the books might not have even been about that topic, but they lead into such discussions. From there, we always came back feeling rejuvenated and hopeful. Take a look through these books and maybe you’ll come back feeling the same way.
The only books that are not shown is The Christmas Cat by Melody Carlson because I borrowed that one and The Wishing Jar by Penelope J. Stokes because it is being borrowed.
Well, maybe not officially, but it sure is starting to feel like it! To me, September – December is like the weekend of the year. Everything is just a little bit better as the days grow crisper and the scent of burning leaves waft through the air giving off a warm, cozy feeling. But, both you and I gotta admit, the very best part is PUMPKIN FLAVORED EVERYTHING!!!
Knowing then that I am in a very fallish mood, I must ask you a fallish question… Read more
My Dearest Readers,
My bookclub friend and I have been on a morbid streak this year. Remember how last year all we read were books on WWII? Our reading choices for 2017 have largely dealt with the topic of tragedy. This greatly disturbed me. Why has it so enamored us? Yet, as I contemplated, what can be a better topic for living in this world today? As we turn on our tvs and turn to the news, we are bombarded with stories of pain, hate, riots, killings, the list could go on. Today, we need all the encouragement and healing we can get. Katie Ganshert’s Life After delivers just that.
Because The Wishing Jar has been one of my favorites since last year, (you can read all about my enthusiasm in 2016 Favorites (Part One) ) sharing this book was very special to me. I gained so much encouragement from the pages and wished the same for my friends. It is my heartfelt desire for EVERYONE to read this ( I cannot keep the story to myself!) and hope you’ll be the next!
As weird as it may sound, when I look back at all the books I consider my favorites from last year, I’m reminded of God’s love for me. Most of these books carried an encouraging message I needed to hear at the time. Others, the story was purely an adventure! Either way, I have to look up and say, “Thank you, God because I know that was You.”
If I could give one novel to every person on earth it would be Penelope J. Stokes’The Wishing Jar. Everyone has gone through their share of struggles; everyone has gone through their share of life. We all experience the same tippy top highs and the darkest of pits. We rejoice in these highs, but what hope is offered during the lows? If each person has gone through them, why can’t we find anything better to say than”Everything’s okay,” or “These trials will help you grow stronger.” We are not “okay” during a trial neither do we feel strong. The author…she gets it. She’s not a Job’s friend if you know what I mean. Instead, she takes a drastically different approach in admitting that there is no good answer why we go through what we do. Despite this sobering truth, she still offers a generous dose of hope. And the hope she offers is summed up by this one simple quote:
Secondly, she teaches you how to be a strong woman. And I don’t mean the emotionally immune, has strong muscles sort of strong. (that’s called being a robot) Instead, she demonstrates how to harness God’s strength.
We can’t do life on our own. We quickly succumb to the gales and are blown over. But with God, He is the steady arm that keeps us standing. We maybe bowed over and our petals wilted but we are not dead. With His gentle breath, we will rise to see another dawning. (Psalm 30:5)
I have nothing profound to say about this quote, but from time to time it still hits me as an interesting or happy little thought.
This specific quote comes from Gaskell’s Mary Barton. (read my review here.)
As you may have noticed, I have not posted for two whole months!! No, I have not contracted a terrible disease which has kept me away or have had some terrible calamity befall me. Instead, I’ve been working and haven’t yet figured out how to reschedule my blogging around it. In short, regular posting is a thing of the past. I’ll write when I can. Till then, thank you for your continued support.
When born into the family of an evangelist, you learn there are helter-skelter type of seasons where events draw near and everything happens at once. But during the peaceful times (such as now) I look back and realize God’s goodness. He has allowed me to travel throughout the country, meet new people, and experience things I never would have dreamt about. As you can tell, life around here isn’t all about work, but mostly mixed with play and fond memories. This was one of many woven into my summer.