Fifty Shades of Faithful 2: In living Color by Mary C. Findley

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Praise for Fifty Shades of Faithful from Amazon reviewers
The author sincerely thanks all these wonderful reviewers and hopes that other readers will take the time to post an honest review!
“Hang on to your Bibles and your sense of humor, but check your inhibitions at the door.”
“Interesting novel. Unusual for Christian fiction.”
“I’m 100% cheering for Christian married lit, even if I might have blushed a little.”
“I liked the way the characters were not one dimensional but complicated, especially the men in the stories.”
“I was very soon in love with the this unconventional couple and will be waiting for more of their adventures.”
“Great Christian response to 50 Shades of Grey. I would recommend this book 100%.”
“As a marriage counselor in training, books like these make me want to do back flips!”

Stories in Book 2

Each color stands for an emotion that can make or break relationships. Sam and Vivian Tucker take their unconventional marriage counseling on the road, visiting relatives and friends. They deal with foster care, widowhood, sexual power plays, family secrets, rape, jealousy, and “sacred singlehood.”

story titles by color:

Red (anger): Sheep Gone Astray
Yellow (fear): Kittens in My Kiln
Blue (sadness): As the Peacocks Scream
Orange (bitterness): Bittersweet Blend
Green (jealousy): Controlling Interests
Purple (pride): The Lost Boys

Sam and Vivian Tucker face an angry vet searching for sheep rustlers while hiding a thirty-year-old family secret; a terrified rape victim searching for a one-of a kind cat; screaming peacocks tormenting a grieving widow, a bitter bookstore owner trying to understand why an author won’t come to her store; two young entrepreneurs trying to catch a con man; and a jeweler stunned to discover her heirloom brooch may have a dangerous past.

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It’s Only Natural by Sherry Chamblee

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Animals are fun to watch, aren’t they?

And we can find illustrations of God in their world.

Isn’t funny though, how every time there’s something we want to be able to do, we point at animals and say, “See, they do it. It must be natural for us to do it, too.”

Yet we never point at the nasty, ugly things animals do and declare the same thing, do we?

Well, most of us don’t.

I mean, when was the last time you watched your cat groom itself and think, “Hmmm, well if that’s the ‘natural’ way to take a bath, I guess I’ll try it, too.”

And when was the last time it was ok for one guy to herd a bunch of women together and race them across the prairie? Ok, probably never…but wild horses do it all the time.

I’m just sayin’…for every illustration of fidelity, parental love, and cross-species friendship in the animal world, there are countless examples of the opposite.

Let’s be careful of using the natural world to illustrate our moral behaviors.

Honestly, I think much of the problem with today’s society is that we’ve taken to looking at the animals as our greatest and highest model of behavior. We are not animals.

God makes a difference between plant life, animal life, and human life, and it’s a distinct difference. It might seem odd to some of us older people to have to make that clear, but I’ve been in a class of kids and had them tell me without a doubt that they are just animals. This is what they’d been taught. We’re only self-aware animals.

God made us more than that, and because of that difference we have a greater responsibility, to both nature and our fellow man.

2 Tim. 3:16-17 we read: “All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: that the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.”

So the next time you think of pointing to an animal and declaring it to be a good example of behavior, remember to see if it fits the Bible’s code first.

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Sherry Chamblee

More by Sherry Chamblee can be found at http://www.sherrychamblee.weebly.com or connect with her on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/authorsherrychamblee or on Twitter https://twitter.com/SherryChamblee Her books can be found on Amazon at http://www.amazon.com/Sherry-Chamblee/e/B00BA06RJ2/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

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Gems from Pastor Jim by Jim Hughes

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Ps. 34:4 I prayed to the LORD, and he answered me, freeing me from all my fears.

Evidently the Psalmist, David, was going through a time of fear. He wasn’t any different than we are. He was fearful for his life. He was in the presence of a king whom he did not trust. He was sure that his life was on the line. It is good to know that we are not alone. Faith does not eliminate our fears. We do get afraid of those who would cause us harm. We do get afraid when we are faced with the reality of potential death. We do fear the unknown. We do fear illnesses and their affect on us. We do fear growing old and the uncertainities that brings with it. We do fear for our future and whether or not we will be equipped to handle it. Fear is natural and there are a lot of them. How we handle our fears is what is important. We can let our fears cripple us and keep us from living, or we can follow David’s example and give them all to the Lord.

When we take our fears to the Lord and let Him handle them, amazing things begin to happen within us. The Lord wants us to give Him our fears. He wants us to be honest enough to admit to Him that we have them. He wants us to trust Him with them. He wants to free us from them. He wants us to know the peace of heart that comes from living without fear. He wants us to be able to keep on living no matter of what may frighten us. When we take our fears to the Lord and let Him handle them, amazing things begin to happen within us.

Just like David, if you take your fears to the Lord and give them to Him, He will free you from them. You do not need to be a prisoner to your fears. You do not need to stop living because of them. The Lord will set you free from all your fears if you will but pray and give them over to Him. Wait on the Lord and He will give you the strength of heart to carry on. Rest in the Lord, and everything will be alright. You will be able to boldly face your fears with confidence and conquer them when you trust in the Lord.

It is good to fear some things. It helps us to stay away from potential harm and danger. We should pay attention to our fears and be cautious, but we should not let them cripple us and keep us from living. Let the Lord have them and He will help you.
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Excerpt for Last Resort by B. J. Robinson’s

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Two desperate people—one last resort. Pursued by an ex-fiance’, shattered dreams, an awesome God, and a cowboy farmer. There’s only one place she can turn . . . . There’s only one last resort . . .

LAST RESORT is set in Bridal Wreath, Florida, a fictional town, Key West, the Panhandle, and Plant City, Florida. Faith Grace Roussell vows to hide her heart so deeply in Christ that to find her, a man will have to find Him first, but will the true hidden treasures in God’s Word be enough when she collides with Matt Allen? Faith is stalked and forced to search her conflicted heart.

EXCERPT for B. J. Robinson’s Last Resort Faith tore out of the jail’s parking lot and prayed she wouldn’t get a ticket. She turned Old Blue into the flowing traffic. Her heart pumped faster than a racecar engine. Dear God, please don’t let me be too late. She reached down and punched Matt’s number again. Come on, Matt, where are you? Pick up. Still no answer. She snapped the phone shut and focused on the road ahead. Who could possibly have it in for him? He was such a great guy. She gassed the truck as she passed the city limits and left the jail behind. Why wasn’t he answering? She’d never had a problem before. This wasn’t like him. Faith whipped into the drive. She jumped from her pickup, strode to the side door, and knocked. No answer. She pulled out her cell and tried again. It rang and rang, then went straight to the voicemail. This time, she hung up without leaving a message. She yanked the screen door, and it flew open, unlatched. The doorknob turned, and she shoved the door open and yelled, “Matt, are you there?”

No response. She briskly marched through the house and called his name. She checked each room. In Matt’s office, the swivel chair faced the door. Blood spotted it. Faith’s heart lurched. Oh, God, please don’t let me be too late. She spotted blood droplets on the carpet and followed them back through the kitchen and to the garage. Matt’s truck ran. Dear God, what will I find when I open this door? Please let me be in time. Why didn’t Matt use his pistol? Faith jerked the garage door, but it wouldn’t budge. She ran to the kitchen and hit the automatic door opener. The door slowly opened. She raced inside the garage, and the gas fumes nearly knocked her out. She coughed and held her nose with one hand. Her eyes burned, but she yanked open the driver’s truck door. Matt tumbled out. She let go of her nose and turned off the truck. Faith slid her arms under Matt’s and locked her hands in front of his chest. She hefted. He didn’t budge. She had to get him out of there. Now. No time to waste. She hauled in a breath, grunted, and heaved. He lifted, and she pulled him toward the door. One foot. Two feet. Three more. “Matt, we’re out of the garage.” Please, Lord, help me. She couldn’t drop him now. The outside air hit her face and tears of relief filled her eyes. She tenderly laid him on the grass by the side of the cement drive and yanked her cell from its holster. She dialed 911. Assured the ambulance was on its way, Faith closed her phone and felt for his heartbeat. She rubbed her knuckles against his breast bone and stroked his face. So still. She touched his neck and held her breath. No response. She tilted his head and lifted his chin, then put her ear to his

mouth and listened. Nothing. She looked for chest movement. Nothing. She listened for air blowing through his mouth or nose, or on her cheek. Nothing. He wasn’t going to die if she had anything to do with it. She ran her tongue over her lip and tasted perspiration. Why did sweat always taste salty, and why would she even think to question that at a time like this? She took a quick, shallow breath and whispered, “Come on, Matt. Breathe! BREATHE!” It’d been a long time since she’d trained for CPR. Would she remember what to do? A bluish pallor stole over Matt’s complexion, and his body became a dead weight. She had no time to lose. Faith pinched his nose and made a seal over his mouth with her own. She breathed big enough to make his chest rise, let his chest fall, and repeated the rescue breath again. She listened for an intake of breath, an exhale, but the only sound was the pounding of her own heart in her ears.

Reader says, “I was spellbound by Last Resort and B. J. Robinson. I loved the characters and didn’t want to put the book down until I found out what happened to Matt and Faith. It kept my attention wanting to know what happened with the ex. She kept me guessing until the end, and I loved the surprise twists woven throughout. Those ending chapters really kept me on my toes. Vivid description made me want to go to Key West. I could smell the food Faith cooked and the strawberries. Wouldn’t mind eating with those characters. I look forward to reading more books from this author.”

What early Readers Had to Say… “B. J. Robinson’s Last Resort is an inspirational romantic suspense story that keeps you hanging on the edge of your seat — both to see if the villain is overcome and to see if Matt and Faith end up together. You don’t want to miss this one with its twists; it’s a great read!” Deb Haggerty, Author and Speaker “The warm, sweet romance, yet insightful story, will touch your heart with its simplicity and charm.” Janet Perez Eckles, Author and Speaker

Two desperate people—one last resort. Pursued by an ex-fiance’, shattered dreams, an awesome God, and a cowboy farmer. There’s only one place she can turn . . . . There’s only one last resort . . .

Last Resort

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B. J. Robinson pens Christian inspirational fiction in the romantic suspense genre, contemporary, mystery, and historical romance categories to provide choices for her readers. She enjoys the company of her pets while writing, a golden retriever, Honi, a golden cocker spaniel, Sunflower, and a husky puppy, Cherokee. Sunflower is a character in Last Resort. When not writing, the author enjoys gardening and nature. Visit her on Facebook or her blog http://barbarajrobinson.blogspot.com.

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Too Much “As” by Suzanne D. Williams

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I hate the word “as”. The irony of that is the number of times I will have to use it in this article to make my point. But, back to my point ….

Nothing says amateur writer quicker than the over-usage of that one small word. Don’t believe me? Take your latest first draft and count the usages of the word “as”. To be totally fair, I’ll do mine. Two thousand nine hundred and sixty words, and I used it nineteen times – a handful of those times in dialogue (which is often necessary) and the remainder in comparisons. For example, “as dark as midnight.” I’m not talking about comparisons in this article, but using “as” to show action. I used it in that manner only twice – that’s TWO times.

This is because there are a dozen better ways to convey the same message without that one small word, and even if you don’t agree with me, you have embraced “as” firmly in your writing, taking the time to remove it will make you a better writer. For one reason, it requires you to think. It’s easy to stick “as” in there and go on. Rearranging the sentence to remove it, however, takes a lot of brain power.

ALSO … Sometimes “as” is not accurate and leaving it in place makes the sentence untruthful. Check out the sentences below.

“Henry slammed the door as he skipped down the steps.” FALSE. Henry could not have possibly done both of those at once unless he had long arms.

“Henry slammed the door as he ate cake.” MAYBE. Okay, Henry could be eating cake and slamming the door. But what if we made the scene more exciting and took the time to delete “as”?

“A piece of cake firm in his palm, his face smeared with icing, Henry slammed the door, leaving behind a telltale stream of crumbs.” TRUE … AND now everyone knows Henry is a slob and where he’s headed.

HERE’S ANOTHER THOUGHT … “When” used to show action is almost as bad as (Ha!) using “as”. For example:

“When Henry slammed the door, he skipped down the steps.” FALSE. We’re back to Henry’s incredibly long arms.

“Henry slammed the door when he ate cake.” MAYBE. Like the example above, Henry could have done both.

But once again, why not eliminate “when” entirely and use sentence number three from our first example? It’s more detailed and gives a clearer version of events.

THE TRUTH … If a story has too much “as” in it, I rarely finish it because instead of reading, I’m rewriting the scene to get rid of “as”. That annoys me more than the word itself. So take the time to kick out “as” and instead, expand your vocabulary. There are thousands of fantastic words out there just waiting to be used. No better compliment can be made than when my editor flags a word because she doesn’t know it, and I can send her proof it exists.

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Heaven and Hell

“I cannot find my way alone,” Serefina said softly.

His arms came around her, his hands landing in the middle of her back, and he pulled her to him. She leaned there, her cheek on his shoulder, his strength solid beneath her hands. Her eyes burned with tears she refused to shed, the corners dampening, and deep within her heart a tiny speck of hope glowed. For once, she didn’t toss it aside, but fearful, clung with all her might.

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Penniless and alone, Serefina Aguilar has nowhere to go but south to an unknown uncle her recently deceased aunt only ever spoke unkindly about. It seems the downward spiral of her life really is the spiritual test she’s been told.

But, as long as she covers her greatest sin, the flaming red locks on her head, she can keep herself pure and make it to heaven. She hopes.

Except a horrible encounter with a bank robber and a handsome man named Matthew Todd seem destined to send her to hell … and worse, take along with her what might be her only chance at love.

Book 2 and the completion of the Western Women Series by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Suzanne D. Williams

Best-selling author, Suzanne D. Williams, is a native Floridian, wife, mother, and photographer. She is the author of both nonfiction and fiction books. She writes a monthly column for Steves-Digicams.com on the subject of digital photography, as well as devotionals and instructional articles for various blogs. She also does graphic design for self-publishing authors. She is co-founder of THE EDGE.

To learn more about what she’s doing and check out her extensive catalog of stories, visit

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The Patience of Job by Naty Matos

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You have probably heard this phrase frequently. When someone seems to be able to tolerate what seems to be intolerable they are often told, “You have the patience of Job” Although I don’t consider myself a very patient person, I have been told that I have the patience of Job. Here’s the thing. I think we miss some of the elements of the patience of Job. We have the tendency to idealize that he never complained, never got angry. If that was the case, not even Job had the patience of Job.

Patience is defined as the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting angry or upset. The

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key words for me in this statement, without getting angry or upset and the fact that there are no screams, lamps flying or inappropriate language doesn’t mean a person is not angry or upset.

I’ve read the book of Job a little over three times. There are passages where I pushed my bible to the side fearing that just the fact that I read some of his remarks towards God was going to make a thunder come down from the skies. Here are some examples but you have to read the book, there are a lot more:

  • Job 3:11 “Why didn’t I die at birth, my first breath out of the womb my last?”
  • Job 6: 8-9 “All I want is an answer to one prayer, a last request to be honored: Let God step on me—squash me like a bug, and be done with me for good”
  • Job 7: 11-16 ““And so I’m not keeping one bit of this quiet, I’m laying it all out on the table; my complaining to high heaven is bitter, but honest. Are you going to put a muzzle on me, the way you quiet the sea and still the storm? If I say, ‘I’m going to bed, then I’ll feel better. A little nap will lift my spirits,’ you come and so scare me with nightmares and frighten me with ghosts that I’d rather strangle in the bedclothes than face this kind of life any longer. I hate this life! Who needs any more of this? Let me alone! There’s nothing to my life—it’s nothing but smoke.”
  • Job 9:21-24“Believe me, I’m blameless. I don’t understand what’s going on. I hate my life! Since either way it ends up the same, I can only conclude that God destroys the good right along with the bad. When calamity hits and brings sudden death, he folds his arms, aloof from the despair of the innocent. He lets the wicked take over running the world; he installs judges who can’t tell.”
  • Job 10:1 “I can’t stand my life—I hate it! I’m putting it all out on the table, all the bitterness of my life—I’m holding back nothing.”
  • Job 16:8-10 “God, you have wasted me totally—me and my family! You’ve shriveled me like a dried prune, showing the world that you’re against me. My gaunt face stares back at me from the mirror, a mute witness to your treatment of me. Your anger tears at me, your teeth rip me to shreds, your eyes burn holes in me—God, my enemy!”
  • Job 17:6 “God, you’ve made me the talk of the town—people spit in my face”
  • Job 21:4 “It’s not you I’m complaining to—it’s God. Is it any wonder I’m getting fed up with his silence?”
  • Job 23:1“I’m not letting up—I’m standing my ground. My complaint is legitimate. God has no right to treat me like this— it isn’t fair!”
  • Job 30:20-23 “I shout for help, God, and get nothing, no answer! I stand to face you in protest, and you give me a blank stare! You’ve turned into my tormenter—you slap me around, knock me about. You raised me up so I was riding high and then dropped me, and I crashed. I know you’re determined to kill me, to put me six feet under.”

So once again, if your image of the patience of Job is this quiet guy who took everything in longsuffering not getting ever upset, go read the book again, that was not in the one I read. I don’t know about you but I read a lot of griping and complaining. If someone is saying constantly that he hates his life that is someone who is upset.

I’m not saying this to down Job. He was patient and truly waited on God. He endured everything that happened to him, but he vented and complained quite often. Don’t ever feel that when you bring your sorrows to the Lord it means that you are not trusting God. When you feel the need to vent to God, don’t think that you can’t. If God is our everything, it means HE will also be THE ONE to whom we should go with our heartaches, anxieties and pain.

One of the things I admire about Job is that he always knew that his life depended on God. He knew he was feeble and that God was sovereign. He never cursed at God, he kept his faith through losing it all and he lost it all. He lost his wife, his sons, all his earthly possessions, his friends and even his health. When I say he lost it all, he lost it ALL; but his faith.

So at least in my case, I may have some of the patience of Job. I whine and whine and complaint knowing that God is there. I give it all to him, but I still say “God is not fair” and God says it’s true, I never said life was fair, but I am fair.

I don’t only want to have the patience of Job. I also want to have his faith and endurance to be able to Praise the Lord no matter what comes my way.

Food for thought.

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Naty Matos

Naty Matos was born in the city of New York. She grew up in the beautiful Island of Puerto Rico and now lives in the city of Atlanta. She holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Clinical Psychology with a Minor in Mass Media Communications and a Master’s Degree in Mental Health Counseling. Naty writes Christian fiction and non-fiction. She maintains a blog on Christian Living Topics at http://www.therisingmuse.com

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GOD TELLS THE SUN TO SHINE: An amazing story of love and forgiveness
By Femi Bolaji

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God tells the Sun to Shine is a short story about ambition, love, intrigue and forgiveness. The main character is the second-born of twin boys Esau and Jacob. Jacob struggles to come to terms with the privileges that the natural birth order accords the first-born twin Esau. He becomes so obsessed with the desire to become the alpha male in the family enterprise that he plots with their mum to upstage Esau. Although his plan succeeds, he is forced to flee the homeland after Esau plots to kill him in retaliation. For two decades, his life in exile is marked by turmoil in love, marriage and work. When a business arrangement goes pear shaped and he is faced with bankruptcy and the loss of his family, he decides instead to return to his country and face his nemesis – Esau. How will Jacob manoeuvre his way through the ordeal?

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Femi Bolaji - photoFemi Bolaji is a seasoned writer and commentator on topical Christian themes. He likes to tell Bible-based stories in contemporary language and style that would appeal to all, yet with profound insight and application to the pressures of modern day living. He is an alumnus of the Bartlett, University College London. He lives in London, United Kingdom.

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Run Your Race by Patricia PacJac Carroll

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I love the movie Secretariat. It’s about the racehorse that won the Triple Crown in 1973. His owner ran her own race by not giving in and risked all to keep him. And these were the words that her father gave her, “Run your race.”

How much more are we, the children of the King of Kings, to run our race? For it is not for mere earthly treasure that we run, but for eternal life. First for ourselves, and then for those that the Lord puts across our path. Run Your Race.

Whether it be from writing our books or to be kind to the Starbucks Barista who waits on us. Or maybe it’s a timely word for the checker at the store who looks tired. Run Your Race.

Hear it? Sense the admonition in your hearts and souls? Lives are at stake. Eternal destinies hang in the balance. Run Your Race.

In Hebrews 12:1 We are encouraged to “…run with patience the race set before us.”

Run Your Race. Run it with patience. Patience for yourself, first. Taking the time to hear from the Lord what He would have you do and the way in which you are to run. Paul was an evangelist. I write Christian novels. All of us are commanded to tell the Good News. Run Your Race.

Run with patience for those you encounter. Take time in your run to be kind to one another, to honor your mother and father, to raise your children under the admonition of the Lord, to be honest, gentle, caring. To love one another. Run Your Race.

In Hebrews 12:1 it also says to “… lay aside every weight,” Put aside those burdens that want to cripple you. Ask the Lord what is hindering you. What weights are you carrying that He took for you. Do you think you are not smart enough? Pretty enough? Do you feel that you are a failure? Put those weights aside. The only weighty thing we need to carry is the cross. And Jesus did it all for us proclaiming “It is finished.” Run Your Race.

Aside from the weights and burdens of life are the sins that cripple us and cause us to stumble and even turn away from our race. What sins are hindering you? Ask Him. The Lord promises to give wisdom if you ask. And if you forgive, He also promises to forgive you. Turn away from things that you do that you know are wrong. The very things that ensnare your feet and make it hard for you to run, He has paid the price. He whom the Son sets free is free indeed. Run Your Race.

Now, know this that as you run your race, there is a crowd of witnesses cheering you on. Those who have gone before you. They have left their testimonies. Their treasure. Even their blood. To remind you that this is an eternal race. A glorious race that you do not run alone. For the Lord is always with you.

Run Your Race.

About the Author:

Patricia PacJac Carroll

 

Patricia PacJac Carroll~ I am a writer, Christian first, and blessed beyond my imagination. I live in the Dallas-Ft Worth area of Texas with my wonderful treasure of a husband, my spoiled dog, Jacs, and my awesome grown son, Josh. Did I say I was blessed? The PacJac is from my initials and my husbands. I wouldn’t be able to write if it weren’t for him.

I love adventure and the open road. The stories of the western era have always been a favorite of mine. I enjoy writing, and my goal is to write stories readers will enjoy.

Hope you are enjoying the series ~ Mail Order Brides of Hickory Stick. I’ll have a new series this year set in Montana – Solomon’s Valley ~ First book is The Feud.

My blogs http://patriciapacjaccarroll.blogspot.com/
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Psalm 26:7 That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works.

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Calling All Christian Indie Authors and Readers by Mary Findley

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decision time is here

We at the Christian Indie Author Network want to help you make a very important decision. We want you to decide to join us at our first ever Indie Author Conference. It will be held July 30-August 2, 2015, at the Radisson Quad City Plaza Hotel and Convention Center, 111 East Second Street, Davenport, Iowa, 52801.

We have come up with three reasons why you may still be undecided and we’d like to deal with them one by one to relieve your mind of some of the decision-making responsibility.

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I still have questions
Please ask. If we don’t have an answer right now, we’ll get one. Our conference pages do have lots of answers already, though. We hope you’ll stop by the site and take a look around. We’re only an email away if you don’t find what you’re looking for. Check out our sessions or our full conference schedule. Look at the facilities, accommodations, and vendor possibilities. Don’t just keep saying “I don’t know,” or “I’m not sure.”

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I don’t think I’ll have the money
Many CIAN members are struggling with finances right now, as are many Christian indie authors. We are believing God for finances, praying for each other, and seeking all the financial help we can get, to find vendors and supporters. We look at this as a need. God’s writer people have to help each other learn, grow, and have an impact in publishing. We declare 2015 to be the Year of the Indie. Come meet us, pray with us, and become inspired and informed.

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Not sure what our plans for the summer will be
Make sure. Set aside this date and this place and come join us. If you are concerned about Davenport, Iowa being a boring or pointless place to spend precious down time, family time, or vacation time, please keep in mind that the Quad Cities area is a major cultural center not that far from Chicago and other cities. The host hotel has a major jazz festival at the same time as our conference and the hotel is already fully booked beyond our specially discounted and reserved block of rooms. Check around for yourself and see that we’re not asking you to drop into the middle of a cornfield.

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This post applies to vendors as well. We need swag and swag bags. We need cover designers, on-demand publishers, small presses, editors, writer software providers, marketing experts – Indie authors make their own choices about what services and products they buy. Help them choose you by being there where they can see you.

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Our Identity Is Our Authority by Tina Webb

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Who you believe you are makes all the difference in life. It did for Peter.

Last Sunday, my pastor shared the difference between the pre-Pentecost Peter and the post-Pentecost Peter. Picture a strong, boisterous man, hands rough from handling fishing nets, outlook on life seasoned by unpredictable daily catches and the harsh climate of Roman-ruled Israel. We meet Simon Peter in the Gospel of Matthew, while he is fishing with his brother on the Sea of Galilee. Jesus recruits him and eventually Peter’s revelation that Jesus is the Son of God becomes the rock on which Jesus builds His Church.

Peter’s personality often amuses us as well as confounds us. He is brash, direct but loving and sincere. He is used by the devil to threaten Jesus’ destiny yet readily accepts the truth that Jesus Christ is the fullness of God in a human body. This pre-Pentecost Peter makes us cringe each time he denies Jesus out of fear of being identified by the Roman police force.

Here is a man who knows God more intimately than most of us, yet after Jesus’ death, he returns to being a fisher of fish, assuming that he has disqualified himself from that higher call of being a fisher of men. Hopeless, he returns to the Sea of Galilee.

When Jesus meets Peter the first time, he calls him up out of the Sea. In the Bible, seas often represent sin and evil. Jesus gives Peter the opportunity the abandon sin to embrace a new life. Years later, does Peter understand the meaning of Jesus’ words to him? “I also say to you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build My church, and the gates of Hades shall not prevail against it. (Matthew 16:18) Peter’s name means “rock”. Jesus establishes a new identity for Peter but Peter, bless his heart, doesn’t get it.

However Post-Pentecost Peter is certain, convinced, fully persuaded and enveloped in his righteousness identity. He spoke with authority of a man who knew His God.

What happened to him?

While Peter was back in his fishing boat, the resurrected Jesus appears to him and initiates a conversation. “Do you love these more than me?” is the questionJesus asks. Jesus is asking Peter, “Peter, do you live these fish, do you love being a fisherman, do you love this identity, more than what I have to give to you?” Each time Peter answers, Jesus gives him an authoritative mandate. It took three denials for Peter to lose himself, but three assents to discover his redeemed self, a man of authority.

Jesus’ church, established upon the belief in His divine identity, must understand her redemptive identity as His spotless Bride and reject her former identity. (2 Corinthians 5:17) The seas of “who we once were” will always tempt us to return after we think we’ve let Jesus down. However, Jesus establishes who we are. Our God-defined identity gives us the authority to stand and the gates of Hades will not prevail against us.

About the Author:

Tina Webb

 

Tina Webb is the author of the fantasy fiction novelette, Abba’s Lament which illustrates the nature of God the Father, as He experiences the rejection of one of His own. Her newest release is a inspirational devotional, Selah: Daily Quotes for Daily Meditation, co-written with her best friend, Sena Woodall. Tina is married to Doug and the mother of six. Besides writing, she enjoys homeschooling her children, leading worship for prayer meetings, and cooking. She writes about topics related to her books on her author blog: beforethebeginningbook.blogspot.com

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