Zip Lining

I turn into a baby when I cross paths with spiders, snakes, and mice. I suspect that doesn’t make me unusual. A few months ago another activity had me acting like a four-year-old. My husband and I went zip lining.  I will never be the same, and I will never do that activity again. Before I go any further, I’ll pause to pat myself on the back for trying zipline2the frightening activity at my age.

I should have known to turn back when the guide had to help me on the ONE practice line that was four feet from the ground.  Instead, I found myself on the first platform and noted that we were at the top of mountains looking down at treetops. I begged then to go back, but in a misunderstanding I  agreed to zip line tandem to the next platform. It was there that I realized there was no going back. I had several more lines to zip before I returned to real life or died trying. For the next hour I ziplined strapped to the guide and a young girl who was having a blast and tried to comfort me.

At one point I opened my eyes for a split second, and a yellow butterfly flew past me. I took it as a reminder that God will never leave me or forsake me.

The guide was kind, until  we were done, then he made sure I knew he had broken the rules by letting me ride tandem. He got the tip he’d earned. I’m sure he was relieved to have me off his back.

Did I mention that on the first platform where I had my misunderstanding,  a very young, obviously in-shape young man was also scared and begged to go back. Somehow, there was no misunderstanding between him and the guide, because I soon discovered he was back at the check-in hut. Probably enjoying a Coke and M & Ms. That’s another 1-Peter-5-7_1200x628story. By the way, the smile in the picture was fake.

My mature self and immature self had quite an internal battle during the experience. As much as I wanted to suck it up and get something out of the experience, my aching arms Matthew-10_30and my fear of falling took over.  We all fight internal battles.  In my WIP, my protagonist psalm121is struggling internally. When she  finds herself outside the security of home and family, she is pulled between the life she’s known and life unknown. At her core, she wants what isaiah41God wants for her, but she struggles to decipher that. Back home, another character has his own struggles when for the first time in his life, his faith feels insufficient.

Where does victory come from in an internal battle?  It comes from claiming God’s  truths.  Ironically, this victory often comes when we stop fighting and  settle down, still and quiet before Him.

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Driftwood

My husband and I recently visited Jekyll Island, Georgia, excited to see Driftwood Beach, a resting place for wood washed up from the ocean. We put the address in our GPS and followed quiet, peaceful roads on the island. Eventually we came to a pier, parking lot, and picnic area speckled with activity. We agreed with our GPS that we had reached our destination.

The beach was visible several yards ahead, so we walked on a wide path and wooden bridge driftwoodsmall2leading to it.  As we reached the beach and rounded the coastline, we saw a few pieces of driftwood scattered on sand. The scene was nothing like we anticipated. We gazed at the structures and took driftwoodsmallobligatory pictures of the largest, most interesting piece. I described the scene as interesting. We had been going for amazing.

We made our way back to our car feeling disappointed. As we returned the way we came, my husband noticed a few cars parked along the road. Focused on our destination, we had not seen them while driving in. A narrow, unmarked path was to the left of the cars. Curious and hopeful, we parked then made our way down the path until it opened to the beach.  The scene before was amazing. Large pieces of twisted and knotted wood adorned the beach.driftwoodlarge

I suppose point A and point B would have met somewhere along the beach if we had kept to our original plan.  We could have put forth our own effort to make “our dream” come true. However, we did not have to because there was another, lesser known way to see what we desired.

Life can be like this. We make plans to achieve our dreams for work, family, and possessions.  However, God may be saying, that is not the way. Wait on me. I will show you the way in my time, and you will notice that what you desired is before you—even if the path was lonely.  Proverbs 16:9 states that a man’s heart plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps.

There have many times my family had to trust that verse. We waited through miscarriages until God gave us amazing children. My children waited through relationships until God opened their eyes to their ideal spouse. We have waited for God to open doors to jobs. Sometimes God makes one way evident. Other times, He reveals several options. Although waiting was not easy, I can testify that every outcome was worth it.

driftwoodlarge2God assures us in Psalm 38:9 that all our longings are open before Him. Are you in a waiting room? Rather than trying desperately to forge your own way forward,  pray in your desperation and wait on God. While you wait, you may come to know Him better as He reveals Himself to you. God will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go (Psalm 32:8).

 

 

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The Story Behind “Among the Crepe Myrtles” by Kim Williams — Author Liz Tolsma

Kim Williams is our guest today. She wrote a book called Among the Crepe Myrtles. Today, Kim is here to share the story behind her story. Robbed more than once of what he desires from life, Ben Williams is disillusioned with his concept of fairness. The only person still alive who matters to him is…

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The Name Game

Shirley, Shirley
Bo-ber-ley, bo-na-na fanna
Fo-fer-ley. fee fi mo-mer-ley, Shirley!

Shirley Ellis

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Popular around 1965, the Name Game was one of my favorite songs as a child. I felt like a famous big wig when the song played on the radio because the first rhymed name was my mom’s name. I honestly haven’t thought about that song in a long time. However, names in general have been on my mind in the last several weeks.

While writing the third installment of the Letters to Layton series, I’ve developed some new characters. Selecting names for them has been a blast. I’ve even had some readers give me suggestions. Often the name has to fit how I perceive the character to be. In some instances, the character may demand a different name than the one I’ve selected because as they reveal who they are, they also reveal a more fitting name.

Moving from fiction to reality, I have had the name of my father-in-law on my mind and heart recently.  Ray Williams, one of the finest men I’ve ever known and loved, passed into Heaven early January. Leaving behind a very notable legacy in the community, his church, and with his family, he will be greatly missed on earth. Experience with my mom’s passing taught me that our family is going to miss hearing his name spoken in conversations.  Ray.

In our modern era, names are often chosen for their sound or to honor someone. Biblical names were often descriptors of the individual.  A recent Bible study on the names of God reminded me that the Heavenly Father has names that are beautiful to pronounce, but even more beautiful to understand. Join me in reflecting on one of  them.

El RoiThe God who sees me” (Pronounce “el raw EE”)

God reveals this name to Hagar in Genesis 16:13-14.   This is the only mention of it.  Used, mistreated, fearful, and feeling unimportant, pregnant Hagar fled from her owner, Sarai, and was alone in the desert. Hagar was pregnant because Sarai had insisted her roihusband sleep with her. Indeed, this type of arrangement for barren women was common in the ancient world. The plan was devised to fulfill a promise from God that a great nation would come from Abram. Since Sarai was childless and beyond childbearing years, she took matters into her own hands with an acceptable custom rather than waiting to see how God intended to fulfill that promise.

Once Hagar was pregnant, jealously and apparent disgust reared their heads inside of Sarai. She indicates that Hagar now despised her.  Sarai’s conclusion could have been drawn from truth or from her own imagination. Perhaps Hagar felt uneasy about the pregnancy or perhaps she felt prideful. Whatever the emotion behind both women, the tension was enough that Hagar fled to the desert.

God revealed Himself to Hagar, stating that he saw her and that He was aware of her life and circumstances. He comforts Hagar and then instructs her to return to Sarai, promising to increase her descendants too.  Here Hagar is called upon to trust and obey despite her feelings. In Chapter 16, we see Hagar and her son Ishmael in a similar situation. God once again reveals Himself to her, and Hagar’s eyes are opened to the work of God in her life. She finally understands what God has been saying about His plan for her.

I can recall more than once in life when my achievements were overlooked, yet others got noted for the same accomplishments. More than once, I sat among the crowd applauding a person being recognized and had to hold back tears.  I can also recall when I felt so intimidated by someone that I did not stand up for myself and ended up taking a punishment for something I didn’t do.

It’s natural to have hurt feelings as a human. That is when we must call upon the God who sees us and realize we are not unnoticed or unimportant.  Whether overlooked, misunderstood, lonely, or confused, know that God sees you. The New Testament tells us that He knows the number of hairs on our heads. This is more than attention to detail. This is intimate  awareness by God.

earth2I enjoy seeing pictures of the earth from space. I am always struck by how tiny I am in the scheme of God’s wonderful universe. Yet—He sees me. In fact, He sent His Son to this Earth to be sacrificed for my sins so that I could one day receive forgiveness.

 

Has there been a time in your life when El Roi comforted you?

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Butterflies Dance!

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 This type scene is behind my book entitled When the Butterflies Dance.
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The Things I Don’t Know and the Things I Do Know

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This picture was taken on my daughter’s phone November 15 at 8:57 PM. Three minutes later at 9:00 PM, that same phone was used to call 911 because the man in the picture collapsed onto the table unconscious.

When my family gathered on November 15 at the county school district office to hear the announcement of our daughter’s promotion, we proudly shook hands with county board members, applauded, chattered, and stood for family pictures. I didn’t know that a half hour later while celebrating at Krispy Kreme, I would think my husband was dying. Multitudes of thoughts and emotions passed through me in minuscule measurements of time. I am grateful to say that in the wee hours of the morning in ER, all turned out well. My husband has some iron and blood pressure issues to tweak.

The scary incident reminded me that what I don’t know makes me grateful for what I do know.

I don’t know what relationship, job, health or financial struggles those I love may face. I don’t know when or how my loved ones or I will leave this Earth. I don’t know if I’m headed into an accident while driving to the store. I don’t know what issue I may face at work. Simply stated, I don’t know the future of my life here on Earth. I’m glad because in my humanity, knowing the bad would taint knowing the good.

Omniscience belongs to God, and He promises to be a lamp unto our feet and give us just enough light to take the next steps of our path here on Earth—whether or not the steps are taken on rough terrain or smooth grass. No matter the path I find myself on, I can rely on what I do know.

  • God will never leave me or forsake me
  • God is just and trustworthy
  • My salvation is sealed in Christ
  • God’s rod and staff will comfort

When we get right down to it–our relationship with God and then the people we love matter more than anything else on Earth.

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As I write this, Christmas is just around the corner, and my husband is playing his trumpet in our church Atlanta Christmas Musical. I wish you a very Merry Christmas.

 

 

(And by the way, I am busy with my characters in Layton as I write book three.)

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Brightness In The Dark: Kim Williams | Elaine Stock

Brightness In The Dark: Kim Williams | Elaine Stock
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FREE SET OF BOOKS to someone who clicks, reads, and comments. You can learn a bit about my writing journey in this post. Excited to be interviewed by the award winning author, Elaine Stock.

What’s Your Favorite…?

“Hey, Kim, what’s your favorite…?” This is often a difficult question for me to answer. For example, how am I to choose between warm chocolate chip cookies, carrot cake, peach cobbler, or traditional birthday cake to select my favorite dessert? Likewise, when someone asks me who is my favorite author, I cannot be limited to one name. I have too many favorites well worth mentioning. Although this is not a book review blog, and I am not a reviewer, I thought I’d stray from my typical post style and share some of my favorite Christian Fiction authors and books.  (Heads up: This post is more lengthy than my routine posts.)

Author Elizabeth Camden writes Historical Christian Romance set in the United States. Her settings are always interesting and her history details are well woven into the romantic story.  I’ve read all her books and am listing my two favorite. Against the Tides has some beautifully written dialogue between the protagonists. The story deals with the misuse of a common drug of the day.  Both the history and the romance in Every Breath made it one of the most interesting stories I’ve read. The early stages of  seeking a cure for tuberculosis throws the protagonists together. Both stories are filled with humor.

Elizabeth Musser’s stories follow a variety of settings and topics. She has a two-book series set in Atlanta and Hilton Head.  I actually  road-tripped and viewed the locations she mentions in that series. However, my favorite works of hers is the Secrets of the Cross Trilogy  that is set in France in the 1960’s and later on in…well, I won’t give away part of the story. Huguenots. Religious persecution. Smuggling of believers, etc. are all a part of this series. Readers will grow with the two protagonists as the stories span their lives. The lead characters are a delight to get to know.

Kate Breslin writes outstanding historical fiction. My favorite is For Such a Time, set in WW2 and focused on a particular Nazi officer and a female prisoner. The title should give you some hint to the plot of the story.

LN Cronk wrote the Chop Chop Series. I came across the first book on Bookbub, read it, and fell in love with the stories, even though they are out of my usual genre.  I have read the series many times. I laugh out loud, wipe tears, and find myself thinking about the characters as though they truly exist. Ironically, many of the scenarios in the stories have taken place in my own life–so much so, that I wrote the author and told her. I later became a beta reader for her. The stories follow a group of friends for a span of fifty-plus years. The books are primarily (perhaps entirally at this point) sold as e-books.

Cathy Gohlke writes historical Christian fiction. My favorite novel is Saving Amelie, set in WW2. A gripping story of how the war impacted families–particularly the life of a little girl.

Changing gears just a bit, take a look at these recommendations:

  1. Want to laugh? Becky Wade writes modern day romance with a good sense of humor. I’d suggest you start with My Stubborn Heart.
  2. Want to deal with an intriguing medical disorder?  Read Elaine Stock’s Good Girl.
  3. Love WWII? Sarah Sundin is a great choice. Her books can be read independently, but groups of them stay connected. I’d start with the Wings of the Nightingale Series.
  4. Do you like an intricate plot? Give Kristy Cambron a try. I’ve enjoyed every one of books equally–ok, maybe I would pick The Ring Master’s Wife as my favorite. Her protagonists are very interesting characters.
  5. One of my favorite male characters is in Kristen Heitzmann‘s Rose Legacy Series. Think 1880’s Colorado mining towns.  What a transformation this troubled character experiences.
  6. Whom have I recently discovered? I read Sons of Blackbird Mountain by Joanne Bischof. (Honestly, I’m already on my third reading of it.)  Her writing style flows smoothly and rhythmically. I  enjoy good insight into characters, and this story has  allows the reader to get to know the protagonists from the inside out.  This book has a deaf protagonist that is beautifully written. I kept seeing this novel mentioned all over my social medias and had to see what the hype was all about. I will definitely be reading more of her works.
  7. Do you like drama, crime, and lawyers? Try James Bell.
  8. Do you like a lot of variety in an author? Give Charles Martin and also Robert Whitlow a try. Yes, you’ll begin to discover the author’s underlying writing habits, but each of them write drama with a taste of romance and a twist of unique storylines.
  9. Have you mentioned every author or book you favor? Nope, and my heart hurts a bit for not doing so.
  10.  And, if you’re looking for a series set in rural 1920’s Texas, click this link: https://tinyurl.com/ybof68te  Bothbinding(I’m shameless.)

Thanks for letting me chase a rabbit trail on this post.  One last question: Who are your favorite authors and books? I’d love to hear from you!

Happy Reading.

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