One Step Closer...by Marian Merritt

Living in the Wild Wild West

2011-08-16T11:21:00.021-06:00

A couple of weeks ago, we headed up toward the Flat Top Mountains (up Rio Blanco County Road 8 - a Colorado scenic byway) just north of our town.

With our Polaris Ranger and ice chest

in tow, we stopped near Meadow Lake--off a mountain road between Buford and New Castle-- to off-load the Ranger and then went up to the top.

Here we stopped to have lunch next to a small mountain lake. All the snow last winter and the rain this spring has made for the most amazing scenery in the mountains this summer. The wildflowers are gorgeous and all the small lakes are full. It's been a real treat.

Here are some pictures we took along our day trip. Hope you enjoy them!

Scott standing on the edge--Yes, he makes me nervous.

An icy ledge facing north. Still fairly thick.

I've dubbed this hill "Mardi Gras Hill" the purple and yellow flowers against the dark green grass were an awesome site!

At the Summit!

Colorado's State Flower - The Columbine. Several patches out this year. Thanks to the rain and snow!

Death By Wasabi

2011-07-24T19:15:00.005-06:00

This is a short (true) story I wrote a few years ago after my first encounter with sushi. I continue to enjoy sushi, but am a little more conservative with the wasabi!

Hope you enjoy the story!

Death By Wasabi

Marian Merritt

Deciding my palate needed stimulation, I ventured to the sushi counter at the local grocery store.

Not only would this be fresh and exciting, but something I could say with a measure of class. “Why yes, I love sushi.”

Anxious to join the ranks of the other sophisticates, I eagerly opened the package and examined the California rolls. The small tray held six of the delicately wrapped goodies along with a package of soy sauce, a small bundle of translucent flesh-colored slices, and a marble-sized piece of avocado. Why would this avocado be rolled into a ball?

I popped the “avocado ball” into my mouth fully expecting the smooth taste and texture.

Instead, a pasty glob assaulted my tongue.

But then—OH MY!

An inferno unleashed into my head. The burning spread like a brush fire through a dry wheat field.

The intense flames traveled unmercifully through my sinus cavity leaving a blazing trail of torture. I grabbed my head and hopped about the kitchen as though performing a ritualistic pain dance.

Tears distorted my vision. Through the blur, I read the ingredients. Aha, the weapon of wrath—wasabi.

My heart raced. Odds were not in my favor for surviving this wasabian adventure.

“I’m going to die!” I bellowed to the empty kitchen and the midday newscaster.

Would the anchor on tomorrow’s midday news be broadcasting my demise? I imagined tomorrow’s headline. “Woman dies of Wasabi overdose.” Not the epitaph I’d hoped for.

Pain seared through my head and set each cranial nerve ablaze.

Natural childbirth—a walk in the park compared to the torrents of torment I’d fallen captive to.

My sinuses—a runaway faucet. As a river of fluids gushed from my face, I prepared for imminent death. Please Lord, don’t let me die like this. Not—death by Wasabi.

I envisioned a gloved CSI team examining my kitchen, the scene of this gruesome crime.

What if forensics can’t trace Wasabi? My death would be a mystery. The only evidence—a tray of uneaten sushi. Would anyone notice the missing Wasabi ball?

As I rolled my head on the cool counter in an effort to ease the pain, my physiological need for oxygen prevailed. I braved a deep breath.

I now knew what inhaling broken bits of glass felt like. Please, instead, give me a root canal without anesthesia, a red-hot poker in my eye, bamboo shoots under my fingernails, or perhaps, a guillotine.

The pain continued its search and destroy mission. Survival consisted of short shallow breaths and hopping around the kitchen like a bare-footed kid walking on oyster shells.

Dare I try another breath? Not a walk through a spring meadow, but at least it didn’t feel like I’d snorted gasoline.

A flicker of hope ignited. The pain recoiled. Its mission accomplished.

The sardonic circles of calamity sat there so innocent looking.

Mocking.

Approaching the rolls like a lioness stalking her prey, I sneered at the tray. Were there more of the little green marbles of malice?

Both my appetite and confidence withered. Hours later when hunger returned, my ego-bruised palate dined on a simple PBJ sandwich with extra grape jelly.

The rolls? Gone.

Are Minor Leaks Part of Your Day?

2011-04-05T19:39:00.008-06:00

Do you know where all the clean bathrooms are in the areas you frequent? Do you use them "just in case" when you walk by? Have you ever practically dropped your bags beside the door when you return home so you can make it to the bathroom in time? If any of these scenarios sound familiar, you may suffer from urinary incontinence.

Whenever we think of this condition, it's in the context of wearing diapers and total loss of control. Most people believe leaking urine is a normal part of aging or the normal consequence of childbirth. It is NOT. The truth is the small leaks during coughing, laughing, sneezing or any physical activity are considered incontinence. Many women don't seek help in this area because they feel embarrassed or think this is normal. Only when the symptoms become out of control do they seek help. With the recent bombardment of commercials advertising drugs or panty liners, many women think these are their only options. There is another option--physical therapy.

Types of Incontinence

Urge incontinence is the most common type of incontinence. This is also known as an “overactive bladder.” This occurs as a sudden need to urinate and you feel as though you cannot reach the bathroom in time.
Stress incontinence happens when there is a sudden increase in pressure (stress) in the intra-abdominal area that results in increased pressure on the bladder. This can be caused by laughing, coughing, sneezing, exercising, or heavy lifting. It is essentially a weakness of the pelvic floor muscles. This is the most common type in women age 30 to 50 and can be caused by:

o Pregnancy and Childbirth

o Episiotomy (during childbirth)

o Injury or trauma

o Vaginal or Rectal Surgery

o Lack of exercise and lack of use

o Weight gain

Mixed incontinence is a combination of stress and urge incontinence

Functional incontinence occurs when a person cannot physically get to the bathroom in time. This type of incontinence is uncommon and can only be established as a cause after other possibilities have been ruled out by a physician. Possible causes:

o Environmental (Too far to bathroom, slow ambulating because of walker or cane use, too many obstacles to navigate around)

o Joint pain or muscle weakness

o Decreased functional mobility

o Confusion or dementia

o Psychological problems such as depression or anger

Overflow incontinence occurs when the bladder cannot empty properly. Because the bladder never empties completely, it may feel full again very quickly. Tests can be performed to determine if you have this type of incontinence.

Urinary incontinence can be the result of weakened pelvic floor muscles. These muscles attach from the pelvic bones and run from front to back to form a sling-like structure that supports the internal organs and controls the sphincter muscles. They aid in strengthening the low back, stabilizing the pelvic girdle, and help with sexual function. When these muscles become weakened they no longer perform as well. Physical therapy can help strengthen these muscles.

Physical therapy intervention can include:

Behavioral modification - Education on avoiding foods or drinks that may irritate your bladder and/or change behaviors that may be contributing to your incontinence.

Bladder retraining - Education on techniques to increase time between voiding.

Biofeedback - Visual feedback that shows you how your muscles are working.

Electrical stimulation - Used to strengthen or relax muscles.

Physiological quieting - Guided imagery for relaxation.

Personalized exercise program - Techniques to increase awareness and initiation of the correct pelvic floor muscles.

With physical therapy you can regain control over you bladder and your life. Save money by eliminating or reducing the need for costly incontinent medications and supplies. Surgery can possibly be prevented. But the biggest benefit can be a return to an active healthy lifestyle.

If you suffer from incontinence, please discuss this with your doctor and see if a physical therapy referral is right for you.

The following link offers help with discussing your problems with your doctor.

https://www.mypelvichealth.org/ToolsforPatients/TalkingwithYourDoctor/tabid/78/Default.aspx

Kegel Exercises are the most well known exercises to strengthen the pelvic floor. How do you know if you're actually tightening the pelvic floor muscles? Physical therapists trained in Women's Health can help ensure you are activating the correct muscles. The following document from the Women's Health section of the APTA (American Physical Therapy Association) can provide more information.

http://www.womenshealthapta.org/pdfs/What is a Kegel.pdf

For more information, visit the following sites:

Women's Health Section of the APTA

Herman & Wallace Pelvic Rehabilitation Institute - Resourses

To find a physical therapist trained in Women's Health in your area, click on the following links:

Herman & Wallace Pelvic Rehabilitation Institute - Practitioner's Directory

APTA - Women's Health Section - PT Directory

Wild Horses couldn't drag me away...

2010-05-10T14:00:00.012-06:00

Yes, the title of this blog was taken from a song titled "Wild Horses" by The Rolling Stones from their 1971 album Sticky Fingers. It is said that the song originated as a song for Keith Richard's newborn son Marlon. It was 1969 and Keith regretted that he had to leave his son to go on tour. The song has recently re-emerged to entertain a new generation by Susan Boyle of Britain’s Got Talent fame.

But do we really know the power and strength of Wild Horses?
Are they still around?
I always think of this song when I see these awesome creatures.

A few days ago while doing Stormwater Inspections at Oil & Gas facilities, I was fortunate to see several wild horses out in the Piceance Basin of Western Colorado.

Amazing animals! Interesting how they continue to thrive amidst the heavy oil & gas exploration and producing activities in the area.

On one lucky day I got to see this little fella/gal (not sure which) "Horse puppy" cross the road to follow the rest of the herd. He/she stopped in front my vehicle and stared for a second before trotting off to catch up with mama. What a blessing!

The BLM (Bureau of Land Management) conducts an annual horse round-up to manage the land and the herds.

Interested in adopting one of the wild horses?

Check out the BLM website for full details:
http://www.blm.gov/wo/st/en/prog/wild_horse_and_burro.html

Nice to know they still exist and are doing well. According to BLM statistics the herds can double every four years. So each year they are rounded-up and evaluated. While Colorado doesn't boast the largest number of these wild animals, Arizona and California do, there are approx. 700-800 in basins throughout the state. I must say, it's always a treat to see them galloping through the sage brush.

Life Goes On...

2010-04-01T11:37:00.002-06:00

Indeed it does, regardless of what we do, think, or feel. Life continues on. All we can hope for is that we’ve made some type of positive impact in the lives we’ve encountered along the way. An impact of good, not harm. And left a lingering note that God loves ALL his children and wants them back. I hope those who are lost will find their way back into the arms of a loving God who can forgive the most grievous of sins in a repentant heart. I pray this with a driving passion that overwhelms.

This Easter time, reflect on the sacrifice that was made for each of us and make a vow to pray ceaselessly for those who are lost. Those who struggle to find purpose in a world that has no purpose.

This prayer of St. Francis has usually hung at my work place or in my Bible. It’s such a powerful way to ask God to use each of us. But most importantly, when we pray this prayer we’re asking God to make us like Jesus.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon:
where there is doubt, faith ;
where there is despair, hope
where there is darkness, light
where there is sadness, joy
O divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen.

He is Risen, Indeed….

He Knows...

2008-11-28T14:52:00.002-07:00

I love how the Lord gives us what we need, when we need it.
With starting a new full-time job, my time and enthusiasm for writing had waned. Finding the energy and the time to write seemed a daunting task. My church and friends were praying for me and I asked God to remove all desire and let me feel okay about NOT WANTING to write. Well that didn't happen and an awesome thing did. I met another ACFW member in my small town of 2500 people. A women who is enthusiastic and so eager to learn. Her enthusiasm has rubbed off on me. Thank you, Lord. We've become face-to-face critique partners and I love seeing writing through her eyes. And it's been great to be accountable to someone on a weekly basis. And to be able to share what I've learned so far. And to be editing my second novel, The Moon Has No Light.
Thank you, Lord. You know what I need when I need it.

Book Review - An Irishwoman's Tale

2008-11-25T05:14:00.002-07:00

I met Patti Lacy over the internet a couple of years ago then in person at the ACFW conference in Dallas in September of 2007. After reading her debut novel, I saw her personal beauty shine through in the way she told this story. Patti has an awesome way with words. READ HER BOOK. You won't be disappointed...

Review of An Irishwoman's Tale:

Bravo to first time author, Patti Lacy! The story, the characters, the plot all gel to make An Irishwoman's Tale a book worth reading. Based on a true story, Patti has woven the elements of fact and fiction to take the reader through the life of Mary, a poor Irish girl whose life is a series of rejection and poor choices. But it is also a story of an unlikely friendship, of unselfish forgiveness, and God's amazing redemption. In this fast-paced world where reading is a luxury few can afford, this book, filled with deeply drawn characters, is definitely worth your time.

Time, Time, Time

2008-07-16T19:53:00.003-06:00

Wow, I can't believe it's been so long since I've last posted.
Yet, there's been so much that's happened, it's easy to see how time has slipped away.

Brief catch-up:
My Dad indeed passed away at the end of April. God blessed me with two weeks to spend by his bedside before he went on to be with our Savior.

Two weeks later, we moved into our new house. Pics to come later.

Two weeks later, my daughter graduated from high-school and we hosted 8 family members for several days. Lots of fun and it was great for my Mom to travel to a new part of the country.

In the midst of the above, I started a full-time job working for a local Oil company. Helps to offset the costs of the house and a daughter starting college in a few weeks!!!!

I continue to receive rejections on my first manuscript. But they are getting more personal and provide some encouraging feedback. Who would have thought that a rejection could be encouraging?

I'm currently working on a Certification as a Health Specialist in Ergonomics and hoping to write a book for writers...all those hours at the keyboard.

Life sure has a way of keeping us on our toes and sometimes in a tailspin. I've come to understand--that's normal. How we react to those tumultuous moments can mean the difference between chaos and trust.

I've had many moments in the last few months to examine my reaction to life events and quite frankly, sometimes chaos edged closer than I preferred. But in the end, peace and trust reigned. Why? Because I handed those moments to the Lord. He does a much better job than I.

The Gentle Giant

2008-04-22T09:27:00.004-06:00

The waters of Lake Pontchartrain welcomed like a grand dame hosting her own. Although the view was limited by the size of the plane's window, the sight stirred pent-up emotions. From deep within.

In the distance, the afternoon sun reflected from the newly-repaired roof of the infamous Superdome--more stirrings. I'm Home.

My heart twitches with a bevy of emotion. I visit, not to enjoy once again the plethera of seafood, not to take in the good times of family, and not to take in the quiet history of oak-laden plantations. I come to say goodbye.

I come to grab those last moments that God would allow with the man who I will always, despite today's sad reality, view as invincible. The man who could fix anything (including his own lacerated thumb). The man who seemed unstoppable (as evidenced by carrying over 300 wheelbarrows of dirt), the man who stood for strength and stability and as the anchor of home. My dad.

As I take in the worn body, one struggling for the last breaths malfunctioning lungs allow, I see his spirit--it's still invincible. Still strong. I see a gentle giant who rarely complains and still smiles behind the annonying mask pumping massive amounts of oxygen to lungs refusing to accept the life-sustaining mix. But what I see, maybe for the first time the quiet courage of a gentle man who knows his days on this earth are coming to an end. As I watch his struggle to do what I can without effort--breathe, I fully grasp the essence of my father--his spirit, his courage, his character. With a heavy heart, I wonder--Would I exhibit such grace were I in his position? Did I inherit a small measure of his character to endure in quiet dignity what he now endures?

The question burns in my heart. Am I prepared to say goodbye? Are we ever? Yet, I pray for God's mercy on him. To relieve his suffering. My father's exit will leave an unfillable void. And as I prepare, as best I can, to grieve, I cling to hope assured. I can see his smiling face and envision his joy as he reunites with his own parents comfortably in the arms of his Savior, Jesus. For that, I am eternally grateful.

Housing Development - April 6

2008-04-06T18:51:00.007-06:00

I know it's been awhile since I've posted pics. Truthfully, we've been pretty busy. I've started a part-time job, the house is getting close to completion, and Hope will be graduating in less than two months! Phew, life really does come at you fast!

Here are pictures of the latest in our house-building saga--yes, saga. It seems to go on and on...

But one day I know it'll be finished and worth the wait.

The tongue & groove ceiling in the great room is going up. I'm really loving the way the knotty pine looks. We're using a light oak colored stain and it's really warming up the room and going well with the paint colors.

The kitchen tile is down (grout left to do) and some of the cabinets are in place. It's starting to look like a place where meals will one day be prepared!

The master bedroom. The stacked boxes are hardwood flooring for the great room.

The master bath - getting close...

We're hoping to be finished within the next month. But I've learned not to get my hopes up. This whole building process seems to have a mind of its own.

Until next time...

Interview with Megan DiMaria

2008-03-31T14:46:00.006-06:00

Please welcome one of my ACFW writer friends. Her debut novel Searching for Spice is out. Look for it online or at book stores!

Megan please tell the readers about yourself?
I love to spend time with other writers and be an encouragement to colleagues on their writing journey. I am a member of American Christian Fiction Writers, HIS Writers, and am assistant director of Words for the Journey Christian Writers Guild, Rocky Mountain Region.

I was born and raised in New York State and attended SUNY Plattsburgh where I earned my B.A. Degree in Communications. I have been a radio and television reporter, freelance writer, editor and marketing professional. My husband’s job moved the family to Pennsylvania, Texas, New Jersey and ultimately Colorado. My husband and I live in suburban Denver near our adult children. We often travel back to our roots in Long Island, NY to visit family and get our fill of delicious Italian food.

Tell us a little about your book?
Searching for Spice, my debut novel, tells the story of Linda Revere, a married woman who wants to have an affair—with her husband of nearly 25 years. Of course life isn’t scripted, and nothing goes according to plan.

What inspired you to write this particular book?
Searching for Spice was written as a response to a running joke I had with some girlfriends because despite being happily married, women still want romance in their lives. God hard wired us to crave closeness and a special connection with the men we love. Unfortunately, some times we need to remind them of that.

Tell us a little about your main character and how you developed him/her?
Linda is loyal, loving and life-like. By that I mean she definitely has flaws. She desperately wants to live a life to please God, but she often recognizes when she fails. Her character sprang from a situation a friend told me about years ago. She was expecting guests to arrive for a weekend visit when she spotted a smudge of cream cheese on her carpet. From there I imagined what it would feel like to be a woman, sitting on the floor, scraping cheese off the rug and wishing for something more in life.

What did you enjoy most about writing this book? Least?
The most fun I had in writing Searching for Spice were the parts where Linda and her husband Jerry interacted. Sometimes their romance hit the spot, and sometimes they couldn’t get on the same page, so to speak. My least favorite parts of writing the story was when Linda got into the thick of difficult situations. I’m so sympathetic, I wept for her.

What has been the most unexpected challenge you’ve had with becoming a published author?
I don’t think I’ve had any more challenges than other writers on this journey. When you’re unpublished I think it’s sometimes difficult to remain motivated. With God’s help, and the support of my husband and family, I was able to press on.

What one bit of advice would you give to aspiring writers?
Write regularly, read regularly, join a writers group or two, hang out with writers, have your work critiqued and attend conferences if you can. I confess, many times in my writing journey I was tempted to throw in the towel. But the moral of the story is, don’t give up. Hold on to your dreams. Press on. Trust God.

What author’s books do you enjoy reading?
Oh, goodness. That’s like asking me who my favorite child is. I read CBA and ABA fiction, and mostly books written by my ACFW friends.

What message do you hope readers gain from your novel?
Life is hard, and that’s a reality that must be accepted. We shouldn’t be caught off guard when we hit a bump in the road. The message I hope readers gain from Searching for Spice is to know you can trust God despite what your circumstances look like. That was a lesson I had to learn during a difficult valley I walked through. At the time it looked like nothing good could come of that situation, but now I see the hand of God guided me. Equally important to me is the message that marriage is valuable and precious and should not be lightly regarded. Another message I hope readers grasp is that friendship is priceless, and we should cherish the people in our lives.

Tell us what we have to look forward to in the future. What new projects are you working on?
My next book, Out of Her Hands, is scheduled to release this October. Out of Her Hands has the same characters as Searching for Spice, but the focus is more on the relationships Linda and Jerry have with their children. Like many parents of young adults, the Reveres want their children to be careful about making decisions that will impact the rest of their lives. As usual, there is always more than one situation clamouring for Linda’s attention. They’re helping Jerry’s father get on with life after he’s widowed, Linda’s best friend is moving out of state, and then their son decides he’s falling in love, but the object of his affection doesn’t share his Christian values.
Thanks you very much for the opportunity to visit your blog. Feel free to send visitors to my website at megandimaria.com or for more interactive information, stop by my blog at megandimaria.blogspot.com.

Housing Development - March 17

2008-03-16T16:14:00.004-06:00

Here's the latest pictures of our house. The inside is sheetrocked and ready for paint!

The front "lines" will be stained to match the green siding and the trim around the windows will match the redwood soffit and fascia.

Things are moivng a little faster and we're hoping to see much progress in the coming weeks!

Stay tuned...we'll keep you posted.

We all make mistakes...

2008-03-13T10:40:00.003-06:00

Dear readers,

A writer friend recently sent an email asking to post the following apology. She wants to reach as many readers as possible to explain something that may offend some of you.

From Linda Windsor in reference to her book, Wedding Bell Blues.

My heartfelt APOLOGIES regarding Wedding Bell Blues. I had two regrettable errors in this publication that, when called to my attention, I didn't at first believe it.
I didn't remember my hero having a Rhett Butler moment when he said "D_mn, I still love you, Alex."
And while I'd written unsaved character Sue Ann exclaiming, "Oh my g_wd!" with the intent of convicting Sue Ann of its blasphemy in her own book #4, I changed her mind after discussing it with my editor and deleted those occurences rather than offend anyone. Well, I missed one. The GOOD NEWS is that these have been removed from future printings and book club issues.
To anyone who read Wedding Bell Blues and was offended, my humble apologies. I'd written this book after my husband died and during those months of brain fog, I almost stopped writing because it was so hard to put coherent thought together. Then I turned it in months late, which put my publisher in a bind as far as getting the usual multiple editings. This was the result. Granted, I must have written these blunders or they would not have been there. For that, I can only ask for your forgiveness and understanding.

Blessings,
Linda Windsor

I hope you check out her latest release, For Pete's Sake.

Stay tuned. Pictures of our latest housing developments coming! I can't wait to share with you all that is happening. Sheetrock, siding, etc...It's getting close...

Housing Development - Sweet progress

2008-02-23T14:59:00.013-07:00

Hello Family and Friends!

Here are the latest pictures of our house building. Some progress has occurred and we're really hoping to be in by the end of March. I'm sure that's wishful thinking, but our builder assured us that things move faster in this phase of the "game."

"Front" of house. This is technically the back, but it's the side that faces the street. The plastic sheeting is covering the stone facade the bricklayer is working on. He has a heater running under there to keep the mortar at the correct temperature for curing.

This is the "back" technically the front that is facing the ridge.

The siding is emerald green cement board with cedar soffit and fascia in the same materials. The trim will be stained to match the fascia. This middle section with the large windows will have stone instead of siding. Also there will be a deck across this part of the house.

The kitchen

The Great room.

The insulation is complete and the sheetrockers are scheduled to come this Monday.

As you can see the builder has started installing the siding and will continue through this next week. I'm excited about all the progress and ready to see what the next phase of work will look like.

Until then, I ask for your prayers for the building to run smoothly, safety for all the workers, cooperation from the weather, and that the entire process, every phase, glorify God.

I'll post more in a few days as progress continues.

Community Coffee Snob

2008-01-22T18:40:00.000-07:00

I think it's finally happened—I've turned into a coffee snob.

No, not the coffee of the green symbol with the lady's face on it.

But the coffee of my youth.

The coffee that created a bond between granddaughter and grandfather.

The coffee that I now have to order online because it's not available in Northern Colorado.

But worth it.

Because every morning's cup gives more than a caffeinated morning jolt. It takes me home.

Just the smell of Community's coffee and chicory brews the most delicious memories. Images of my late grandfather, who lived across the street, rising early to hand drip his coffee come to mind, and with the memory comes a smile.

I'd quickly dress for school then dash over to Paw Paw's house to have a cup of coffee and a couple of the small biscuits he cooked every morning.

Orange and brown curtains covering the old oak door's window were parted as a signal. The rousing aroma of strong coffee and steaming hot biscuits filled the air along with the Cajun French, chanky-chank music from the portable radio. And sometimes, the lingering scent of menthol. Evidence of an aging idol. The scene conveyed warmth, goodness, heritage.

He'd speak French and I'd answer in English. Both understanding the other, but comfortable speaking our own language. Two generations bridging the gap. A twelve year-old feeling grown-up, special. He'd "pass" a wink as he filled the demitasse that held my portion. More milk than coffee.

During the rare times when cold air crept into the South Louisiana swamps, those mornings have special meaning. Two pine rockers hugged the small gas heater in the kitchen/living room combination. Their worn wooden slats warmed and waiting for two different generations to share the space, to share the difference in experience and education and language. But to also share the same love of good coffee and hot biscuits. The music? Well, there are some things that younger generations don't appreciate until later...

He's been gone for almost ten years and our conversations wiggle through my brain as though they occurred just this morning. His voice and the way his prickly thin mustache moved when he spoke, continue to fill my thoughts with clear images.

Ones, I love.

Ones, I want to hold on to for as long as I can.

They comfort.

And when I think of the things I missed because I grew up in the southern most regions of Louisiana, I quickly remember those mornings with Paw Paw and nothing I missed really matters.

Housing Update

2008-01-21T09:53:00.000-07:00

The unusal amounts of snowfall have stalled the house-building arena. Trying to pour cement for deck pilings and a driveway and sidewalks--well, let's just say--A major challenge.

Looking out the bedroom door...

The plumbing and electrical work starts this week so some progress continues.

We picked out cabinets this weekend, doors, and did a walk-through with the plumber and electrician. This helped pull me out of the doldrums. It's nice to see some forward progess and feel that there will be a day when we'll actually live in this house!

Your prayers for smooth building, protection for all the workers, and workable weather are so appreciated!!

Here are the latest inside pictures and a few outside ones. (although, the outside hasn't changed much!)

The loft - my future office.

Looking down on the great room from the loft. Yes, the white stuff is snow!

Facing west and the entry door into the kitchen. The framing on the right is the pantry and the left, a half-bath.

The stairs going up from the basement.

I'll have more pictures as developments happen.

Until then, we're enjoying the winter, staying warm, and wishing you could enjoy this winter with us!

Drop me a line and let me know what's happening with you!

Interview with Sharon K. Souza

2008-01-18T17:41:00.000-07:00

AN INTERVIEW WITH SHARON K. SOUZA

Author of Every Good and Perfect Gift

1 . Your debut novel Every Good & Perfect Gift is releasing this month from Nav Press. Can you tell us a little about the book?

DeeDee and Gabby have been friends since the sixth grade, when headstrong and courageous DeeDee began mapping out their lives. But after twenty years with her husband DeeDee changes her plan. Nearing forty years old, she wants a baby - now! Two years of infertility, prayers, and outrageous behavior finally results in the birth of DeeDee's demand.
Gabby is present for all of it, noting the increasingly strange behavior of her lifelong friend after the baby's birth. Then comes a diagnosis that threatens to shatter their world. Gabby must find the strength and faith to carry DeeDee and herself through the dark unknown, but is she up for it?

2. What inspired you to write Every Good & Perfect Gift?

I wanted to write a book about a "Jonathan and David" type friendship between two women, knowing that I was ultimately going to tell the story of a young woman who is diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer's. I have a close friend who, at the age of 42, began to exhibit many of the symptoms portrayed in the book. Since completing the book I've learned that another close friend has been diagnosed with EOA. What are the odds? In determining what course the friendship between Gabby and DeeDee would take, I asked myself: What is the greatest way one woman can express friendship to another? The answer: By helping her have a child if she's unable to, which one character is willing to do if it comes to that.

3. You've incorporated two major issues in Every Good & Perfect Gift: infertility and Early Onset Alzheimer's. Why not focus on one or the other? Why both?

The theme of Gift is extraordinary friendship. The foundation for the friendship is established between the characters in their childhood, tested through the issue of infertility, and exemplified through catastrophic illness. Infertility was the catalyst to get to that level of friendship expressed because of the illness. One character's growth was accomplished because of infertility, while the other character's growth came as a result of the Alzheimer's.

4. Why did you use humor to tell a story with such serious issues?

It's exactly because the issues are so serious that I chose humor to tell the story. Our life experiences are heavy enough without adding to them as we read for pleasure. That's not to say there aren't serious moments in the book, but hopefully the reader is buoyed by the lighter sections, rather than overloaded with the weightier ones.

5. What are your feelings about egg donation and other modern solutions that help women overcome infertility?

There are some things I might not personally opt for, but infertility was never an issue with me. If it had been I might have been willing to try anything. As it stands, I'm not opposed to in vitro fertilization or sperm donation, things of that nature. I don't find anything in Scripture that would cause me to be against it.

6. What are your feelings about a couple's decision to intentionally not have children?

Again, that wasn't my experience. I had three babies in quick succession and would not have done anything differently. But not every adult is cut out to be a parent. If an individual or couple realizes that they aren't equipped for parenthood, or if they feel their lives are full as they are, I don't' believe it's a sin not to have children. In fact, I think it's wise. That's not to say a person's feelings may not change in time, like it did for DeeDee. Then it's up to the couple to make the choice that's right for them.

7. What do you want your readers to take away from this book?

I spent several years in my early adulthood without a close friend. When the first one came into my life, I realized what I had missed and truly saw her as a gift from the Lord. But beyond that, I've experienced the truth of Proverbs 18:24: ". . . there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother." In her darkest moments, Gabby learned that the Lord reaches out to us in compassion, spanning the gap between our need and His provision. That's been the case in my life over and over.

8. Do you base any of your characters on real people?

The concept of the story was based on a real situation in regards to the Early Onset Alzheimer's. But the characters are not based on real people. I do typically use people I know/have known and then take their personality traits/quirks to extremes--almost like a caricature--in order to make the character as interesting as possible. Almost always my daughters will recognize something of themselves in my make-believe world. It makes for fun conversation.

9. If the characters are primarily fictional, what about the setting? Is that someplace known to you?

I actually wrote the entire story in a fictional setting, without ever naming it. I just placed the town in the San Joaquin valley. My editor suggested I nail down the location, even a fictitious one. As we talked back and forth, I decided to use my real "home town" of Lodi. I grew up in the Sacramento area, but have lived in or around Lodi since my husband and I got married. There's some debate about whether or not "our" Lodi is the subject of the 1969 Credence Clearwater Revival song, "Stuck in Lodi." Right or wrong, I choose to think it is. But not for a minute do I feel stuck. I love Lodi.

10. What is your purpose in writing inspirational fiction?

I've had well-meaning friends ask why I write fiction at all. If I want to share the Gospel, why not write "the truth." Two answers come to mind. First, that "burning fire shut up in my bones" (Jer. 20:9) finds its release in fiction. Second, when Jesus wanted to get a heavenly truth across, He didn't deliver a three-point sermon. He told stories. My desire in writing inspirational fiction is that women who read my books will find them easy to share with other women who haven't yet come into relationship with Jesus, and that those women will be directed to the One who loves them with an everlasting love.

I hope you enjoyed this interview with Sharon!

Just Write It!

2008-01-15T14:58:00.000-07:00

It's official - I've just launched my new writer program: Just Write It!

Are you a writer who

has set goals for the new year, but struggling to get started.

hasn't set goals and seems to be "stuck" in a rut.

is writing, but struggling to get words on the page.

is Blocked!

just wants to make new friends in the writing world.

just wants someone to be accountable to.

If any of these describe you, then check out Just Write It! on my website.

www.marianmerritt.com

Let me know what you think!

Snowfall on Sage

2008-01-08T06:28:00.000-07:00

Okay, it doesn't sound as intriguing as Snowfall on Cedars, but it certainly describes our last winter storm. Usually the Sage brush peeks through the snowfall, not this time. They're covered!

Over a foot overnight and our little town is back into it's covering of snow. Our recent heat wave, two days of above freezing weather had changed the pristine white to a mucky, brown slush. Not nearly as appealing. But now it's back.

On the housing front—

The builder is progressing. Most all the inside framing is complete. YAY! It's so nice to see where rooms and closets will be. Most of the roof is covered. The area where the porches tie-in are still exposed and the window openings. But I believe he'll be working on the windows sometime this week. It's exciting to see the house begin to resemble a real house! I'll have pictures on my next post.

On the writing front—

My first manuscript, Legacy of Grace, is being shopped by my agent. And while waiting for word on that one, I'm working diligently on my second novel, The Moon Has No Light. I'm close to finishing the first draft. About 10K words. Then the editing begins!

I'll leave you with a few photos from Meeker after the last snowfall.

Our backyard and the "infamous" utility trailer!

Our front porch.

Radar up?

"If only my legs were longer, my belly wouldn't be so cold!"

Blessing to you for a great day!

Housing Development - Update December

2007-12-27T07:05:00.000-07:00

Well, Winter is in full swing here in Meeker.

A winter like I've never known. And guess what?

I'm loving it!

This is our back yard and that's Scott's utility trailer filled to the brim!

Many who've moved here from warmer climates tell me they, too loved their first winter. And even the second. But by the third, their love morphed into something quite different. So knowing that is a possibility. I have decided to love this winter with a child-like quality and take in all this winter-wonderland has to offer. Scott and I have explored many of the areas around town and I'm amazed at how differently things look covered in snow! We got a close-up of this bald eagle the other day. What a treat.

Our house continues to progress, albiet too slowly for me. But that's just me wanting to be in my own home. I don't think I'll be able to truly feel like I belong here until then.

Here are a few pictures of the lastest developments.

Yes that's snow INSIDE the house! In what will one day be my kitchen and pantry.

TA DA! A roof!

We had a wonderful Christmas--WHITE Christmas. The day was quiet and we spent time just being a family. We did miss Scotty and Barbara, but we're hoping next year to spend time with them. I hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas and spent time in quiet reflection for all God has done to enrich your life. He has been good to us...and we thank Him.

From our family to yours: Have a wonderful New Year!

Like Mary

2007-12-25T07:12:00.000-07:00

Dec 25 2007

It's early Christmas morning, six a.m. and I sit and listen to the quiet of this blessed morning. Outside the window, snow droplets continue to fall as they've done most of the night. The landscape has donned a white coverlet. An answer to a small prayer. A smile automatically spreads my lips each time I glance out the window.

On my lap sits my Bible opened to the chapter of Luke. What else on this morning? But Luke 2 is not what captures my heart today, instead Luke 1:45 jumps from the page and wrestles me in. Makes me read it again and again.

"Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!" (Luke 1:45 NIV)

On these words, it's my turn to ponder and hold them in my heart. Not only did Mary have to hear the Angel of the Lord, she had to believe the message. Believe that what God said would truly come to pass.
What incredible faith.
Unwavering faith when all logic and reason of her circumstances would push her to say, "No, this can't be true. It's not possible." But not Mary she simply said, "I am the Lord's servant. May it be to me as you have said." She really believed that with God all things were possible.

This year—.

I want to hear clearer.

I want to believe deeper.

I want to be more…

Like Mary.

Understand or Amazement?

2007-12-18T11:28:00.000-07:00

This time of year usually leads to reflective thought more than other times. And as I contemplate the amazing miracle of the birth of Christ, I wonder how God could have sacrificed that awesome Son for sinners like me.

And as I try to imagine what He was thinking and feeling, I come to understand that I never will understand.

And that's okay.

If I understood what God was thinking or feeling, I would lose the ability to look at His miracles with awe and amazement.

In things of God, sometimes I would much rather be amazed than understand…

Housing Update - 12/09/07

2007-12-09T19:44:00.001-07:00

Last week we picked out our windows, siding, roofing, and stone. I thought it would be great and so easy, but the task was harder than I anticipated. So many choices!!!

We finally made our choices and settled on the colors and types. Hopefully the house will look halfway decent. But the funny thing about building--You never know what it will look like until it's finished. Which we're all ready to see...

Next week the daunting task of deciding on which appliances to choose.

Christmas Tree Shopping

2007-12-09T19:35:00.000-07:00

This year our tree shopping took on a different tone. I simply purchased a permit from the National Forest Department then we trekked into the permitted areas and found a tree.

Of course, this sounds much easier than reality would prove…

First, we drove into the White River National Forest as far as our four-wheel drive truck could go. We soon discovered the roads were closed only allowing snow mobile traffic.

After we found a stand of suitable trees, our next step was to reach them.

We trekked up the path toward the stand and soon discovered the ridge was much steeper than it looked and the snow was much deeper.

Scott and Hope braved the climb to find the perfect, well almost perfect, tree.

A Giant Step Closer to The End

2007-12-04T21:28:00.000-07:00

National Novel Writing Month officially ended November 30th at midnight and I skated in on the 29th with 50,140 words. Yay!! Although not quite finished my novel, participating in NaNoWriMo was an amazing time of writing and discipline. I'm thankful that I took the challenge. It taught me several things.

1. I can write when I don't "feel" like writing.
2. I'm able to work under a deadline.
3. Even if the words are not pure perfection, write anyway.
4. I can ignore the words that are not pure perfection and press on. Until the edit phase…
5. Amazing things happen when you let go and let the characters have their way. {grin}

Steps that helped me accomplish this feat.

1. Created daily achievable goals.
a. Decided on number of words – 50,000
b. Decided how many days of the month for writing. In my case, I used weekdays only.
c. Divided the number of days into the amount of words and came up with a daily word
count.
d. I created a spreadsheet with my daily cumulative goals and documented the numbers. Each morning I loaded the spreadsheet at the same time I loaded my manuscript. At any time, I could use the spreadsheet to quickly calculate how many words I needed to reach that day's goal.

2. Prayed
Each morning before I started writing, I prayed for God's words to flow from my fingers. Asked for His blessing on the writing.

3. Commitment
Committing each day to writing a specific number of words, helped me stay in the story and press through the "low" spots. Also committing to "finishing the race…"

4. Community
Knowing others were working as hard and under many of the same issues, made the journey easier.

5. Writing anyway—
Even when I knew the words were not the absolute best, when the dialogue lacked a little something, when I didn't feel like being creative, when I would have liked to do something else (like clean the bathroom), I learned to press on to meet the goals I'd set.

In other words, I gave myself permission to write.

To just write.

To open that vein and pour out the words. Sent my internal editor on an extended vacation where there were no communication lines! Let the story unfold. There's plenty of time later to bring the editor home and add or delete as needed.

To all of you who participated this year and met the 50K mark – A hearty Congratulations!!!

To those who didn't quite reach the mark -- Congratulations you've added to your story!

Housing Development - Update - Happy Thanksgiving

2007-11-22T15:18:00.001-07:00

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Our Sleepy Little Town

Of course, today we remember all the blessings we've received and all the reasons we have to be thankful. If we said them all in prayer before our meal, our food would surely be cold before we've had a chance to name a small portion!

Here are more pictures of our new house.

Basement garage.

Peak facing the east.

Southern View

My Loft and peak facing the west!

Another shot of the northern part of Meeker. This is the southern view
from our lot.

I hope all of you have had a wonderful Thanksgiving and that you continue to find at least one thing to be thankful for each morning. See if you can come up with ten. It will change the course of your day!

Blessings,
Marian

Prayer for Kristy Dykes

2007-11-19T11:18:00.000-07:00

How often do we get to witness God's amazing power and strength?

That's what I've seen as I've followed the recent journey of a fellow ACFW member.

Her name is Kristy Dykes and she's a Christian writer. Her current story will bring you to tears.

Please, would you pray with me for a miracle for her?

See her blog for the complete story--A story of enduring love, unwavering faith, and complete trust.

Scroll down to November 7th for the beginning of the story.

http://christianlovestories.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html

NaNoWriMo - Update

2007-11-18T18:31:00.000-07:00

Well, we're past the half-way mark and I've been able to keep my writing goals so far.

My current word count is 30,805. The Goal is 50,000 by the end of the month.

It's been a great experience and I'm glad I made the commitment to do this. I pray that I can continue at the pace I've been able to work!

I'll keep you posted...

Housing Development - Update

2007-11-18T18:09:00.000-07:00

Things are moving forward in our house-building. The Lord has blessed us with amazing weather and our builder took advantage of a couple of those days.

The slab was poured a couple of weeks ago and I was able to add something to our foundation.

Within the center of our foundation, I was able to place a Bible opened to Jeremiah 29:11.

Jeremiah 29:11 (King James Version) King James Version (KJV)
Public Domain
11For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.

We've also been adding scripture within the walls.

God has blessed us beyond measure with his provision and we give Him the glory!

Sunset over Meeker...

NaNoWriMo

2007-10-31T11:00:00.000-06:00

For those of you unfamiliar with NaNoWriMo, it is the National Novel Writing Month.

Novemeber each year is the month. Beginning tomorrow I will be participating in this encouraging endeavour.

The goal = To write a complete novel of 50,000 words during the month of November.

My goal = To add 50,000 words to my current work-in-progress, The Moon Has No Light.

Can I do this?

We shall see. Stay posted for weekly updates on word count.

Oh, yea, I'm open to any kind of encouragement, prayers, etc. You name it. I'll need all the help I can get to press through and DO IT!

The fun begins tomorrow!!!

Snowfall on Meeker

2007-10-23T08:55:00.000-06:00

We were blanketed with snow on Sunday morning. Here are a few

pictures.

Our snow covered home!

Housing Development

2007-10-23T08:26:00.000-06:00

ONE STEP CLOSER!

Here are the latest pictures of our house.

Well, soon to be house...

The basement walls are up! Yay!

Stay tuned for more housing developments as they happen.

Writer Motivation - Aspens in Autumn

2007-10-01T09:10:00.000-06:00

We got our first snowfall here on Saturday night. The night of Meeker High's Homecoming Dance.

Last Sunday, my daughter and I drove to Trapper's Lake to view the colors of the changing trees. Here are a few of the pictures I took.

Enjoy!

Recently, this fella, along with two of his equally endowed buddies, came into town and grazed on our neighbor's lawn.

Along the Flat Tops Trail Scenic Byway. My Favorite drive...well, one of my favorite.

Keep Writing. God has called YOU for "such a time as this."

Writer Motivation - A Writer's Conference

2007-10-01T08:36:00.000-06:00

I've spent the past week polishing my proposal for Legacy of Grace to send to agents and editors I met at the ACFW Conference.

It's been a productive week, I've finished a Novella, White Christmas and will spend next week working to type THE END on a cozy mystery I started over a year ago.

There' something about attending a writer's conference that gets those creative juices flowing to complete those unfinished projects.

Once the cozy is complete, I'll return to my women's fiction work in progress, The Moon Has No Light.

Here are a few more pictures from the conference.

This is the awesome Mentor Group 4. I've been blessed to be part of this group for the past 3 years. I attribute much of my growth as a writer to these wonderful writers.

Me, Mary Davis (Our Marvelous Mentor), and Jan Warren

This year a sweet generous lady asked me to room with her. I'd met her at last year's conference and immediately loved her. She's pictured below on the right, Carrie Turansky.

Also in the picture is another writer I had the privlege to meet this year, Vickie McDonough.

Vickie McDonough and Carrie Turansky

My dear friend, who always makes me feel so special--Rebecca Yauger. I even got to meet her hubby!

Here's me and Becky at the awards banquet.

Deborah Vogts and I met a couple of years ago, but this year we were able to spent some time together. I thank God that we did. I got to see what a sweetheart she really is and how she has such a passion for her writing.

Deb and I at the awards banquet.

Here I am with my sweet friend Heather Diane Tiption. Seems retreats and writer's conference are the only time we see each other, but amazingly, we always pick up right where we left off.

I'm glad to see she's coming into her own. Way to Go, Heather.

I had such a wonderful time in fellowship with great writer friends. Although tired, I came home thankful that God has placed me on this incredible journey...Had he not, I wouldn't have met the terrific people He's placed in my path!

ACFW Conference

2007-10-01T08:20:00.000-06:00

Recently, I attended the American Christian Fiction Writers conference in Dallas, TX.
Spending three days with over 400 writers was both exhausting and exhilarating!

I managed to attend a few workshops and picked up a great new writing tips and techniques. But the fellowship with writer friends was priceless.

Saturday evening's award banquet was as exciting as promised. I enjoyed watching my friend and critique partner receive the Mentor of the Year award and another critique partner win 1st place in the Contemporary Category of the Genesis Contest!

Congratulations Linda Kozar – Mentor of the Year (on the Right)

Congratulations Jennifer Griffith (on left)–First Place Contemporary Fiction for Gumbo Ya Ya.

Here's a complete list of winners:

Contemporary Romance (includes romantic comedy)

3rd place: Jennifer Hudson Taylor, By His Plan

2nd place: Jennifer Lynn Cary, On The Court

1st place: Audra Harders, Rough Ride

Historical Romance

3rd place: Audra Harders, Precious Possessions

2nd place: Jennifer Hudson Taylor, Promised Blessings

1st place: Pam Hillman, Stealing Jake's Heart

Romantic Suspense

3rd place: Suzan Robertson, The Circle Game

2nd place: Dineen Miller, Manna Reign

1st place: Marci J. Burke, Shadow of Doubt

Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Allegory

3rd place: Rebecca Grabill, Out of Darkness

2nd place: Chris Mikesell, Revival

1st place: Sally A. Apokedak, The Kisses of an Enemy

Historical Fiction

3rd place: Marcia Gruver, Love Never Fails AND Yvonne Anderson, Mom's Mirror

2nd place: Tina Helmuth, Hidden Snares

1st place: Carla Stewart, A Dandelion Day

Young Adult

3rd place: Sally Apokedak, Prisoners of the Throne

2nd place: Linda Fulkerson, The Rod of Schmazel

1st place: Rachael Phillips, Song of the Orphan Train

Contemporary Fiction

3rd place: Myra Johnson, Pearl of Great Price

2nd place: Angie Poole, Gravehopping With Myrna

1st place: Jennifer Griffith, Gumbo Ya Ya

Women's Fiction

3rd place: Kathleen Sprout, The Choice

2nd place: Ane Mulligan, When the Wind Blows

1st place: Kristine Pratt, Identity Theft

Mystery/Suspense/Thriller

3rd place: Janet Rubin, Beneath the Steeple

2nd place: Gina Holmes, Deception Burning

1st place: Jane Robertson, Curst Be the Tie

Chick/Mom/Hen/Lady Lit

3rd place: Jenness Walker and Tracy Bowen, Bliss

2nd place: Georgiana Daniels, Honey Do Inc.

1st place: Carrie Padgett, Oh Shop It

Congratulations to all the Winners!!!

A special note to those that entered and did not win: You are winners also. It takes courage to send your words for someone else to judge. I hope you've reviewed the critiques and found amazing ways to improve your work.

Keep pressing for improvement. God calls us to give Him our best. From there He takes care of the rest...

More from Meeker, CO

2007-09-07T10:14:00.000-06:00

Good Morning from Meeker!

Although this is a small town I haven't met a whole lot of people, probably because I've been holed up in our house working on my synopsis and honing the first three chapters of my latest WIP (work in progress) The Moon Has No Light . It's the story of a women whose child is abducted and after twenty years she still grieves his disappearance. Image her shock when he walks into a restaurant where she's having dinner! I'm planning to pitch this story, as well as, my other completed work, Legacy of Grace, at the upcoming ACFW writer's conference in Dallas. To all my writer friends—looking forward to seeing you there!

Here are more pictures of the beautiful scenery in and around Meeker. Enjoy!

This week is the Meeker Sheepdog Championship Trials

This is an international championship and teams from Canada, Switzerland, South Africa, and Scotland venture to the small town of Meeker to compete. Sheep are brought into town from the high mountain pastures to be led by the various team's dog. Interesting to watch.
I'll be volunteering tomorrow, so I'll have pictures for you soon.

Here's the lot where our new house will be built. Groundbreaking started last week and lasted for a short time before the backhoe broke. I keep trying to remember if I prayed for patience at some time…

This will be our view from our deck!

Until next time - Keep writing, keep praying, and keep reaching out.

A River Flows Through It...

2007-08-30T10:08:00.000-06:00

We've finally moved! It's been an exhausting, but good experience. Our family has settled into a rental in Meeker, Colorado while our new home is being built. Fun, fun.

Meeker's population is approximately 2500. Salute!!

Nestled in the White River Valley, it has many awesome views.

The White River actually flows through town—So beautiful.

Yesterday, I started a new Bible study, Beth Moore's Breaking Free. I packed a lunch and found a cool place to begin this wonderful study. It also seems appropriate to start such a study in this wide-open adventurous place, but also in a place of quiet and solitude. Plenty of time and places to "BE STILL AND KNOW…"

Here's a picture of my view and my quiet little corner.

I'm not sure what God has planned for me here, but I wait in joyful anticipation because I know it's going to be grand.

The View from the Top is SO worth it!

2007-07-27T06:52:00.000-06:00

Recently my daughter and I visited my son and daughter-in-law who live on Oahu. The first "adventure" my son choose for us was a hike to the top of Diamondhead. For this out-of-shape writer, I was a little doubtful that I'd make it to the top.

During the rocky and uneven path, I kept my gaze focused on each step. My son and daughter's encouraging words kept me going. Whenever I huffed and puffed and needed to sit my son would say, "Mom, the view from the top is worth it."

The rest breaks and the encouragement gave me the motivation to press on. Before long, my gaze shifted from the uneven path at my feet to the world around. It was amazing to see how far I'd climbed and the view from each stopping point. Something I would have missed had I only focused on the climb and stepping in just the right spot.

Also knowing that a rest break was "just around the bend" helped to keep me going.

As I absorbed the striking blues of the ocean and sky, the greens of the lush mountains, and the contrast of the skyscrapers of Waikiki and Honolulu from the top of Diamondhead, the discomfort I'd experience to get up there was instantly forgotten.

Climbing to the top of that crater reminded me of the importance of giving and getting encouragement. Too often in our Christian walk, we forget to enjoy the journey by resting with our brothers and sisters. We also miss the opportunity to encourage them with reminders that the view from the top is worth it.

During the hike down, whenever I encountered someone sitting on a bench laboring to catch their breath, I couldn't resist stopping to say, "The view is worth it, keep going."

Is there someone in your life that needs encouragement today?

Genesis Contest Finalists

2007-06-06T19:32:00.000-06:00

For those who haven't gotten the news, the Genesis writing contest sponsored by the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) has been announced.

Below is a list of the finalists.

I wish you all the best in the contest and look forward to hearing the winners announced at the ACFW Conference in September at the Marriot in Dallas. For more information see www.acfw.com

Contemporary Romance (includes romantic comedy)
Jennifer Lynn Cary
Audra Harders
Catherine Hershberger
Roxanne Sherwood
Jennifer Hudson Taylor

Historical Romance
Linda Fulkerson
Audra Harders
Pam Hillman (double finalist in Historical Romance)
Jennifer Hudson Taylor

Romantic Suspense
Sally Bradley
Marci J. Burke
Dineen Miller
Dani Pettrey
Suzan Robertson

Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Allegory
Sally A. Apokedak
Valerie Comer
Rebecca Grabill
Shannon McNear
Chris Mikesell

Historical Fiction (not romance)
Yvonne Anderson
Marcia Gruver
Tina Helmuth
Carla Stewart
Erica Vetsch

Young Adult
Sally Apokedak
Leigh DeLozier
Linda Fulkerson
Charlene Glatkowski
Rachael Phillips

Contemporary Fiction
Michael Ehret
Jennifer Griffith
Kathy Harris
Myra Johnson
Angie Poole

Women's Fiction
Lynne Gentry
Ane Mulligan
Kristine Pratt
Kathleen Sprout
Ginger Vaughan

Mystery/Suspense/Thriller
Martha Pope Gorris
Gina Holmes (double finalist in Mystery/Suspense/Thriller)
Jane Robertson
Janet Rubin

Chick/Mom/Hen/Lady Lit
Georgiana Daniels
Annalisa Daughety
Sabrina Fox-Butcher
Carrie Padgett
Jenness Walker and Tracy Bowen

Congratulations to all the 2007 Genesis finalists!

8 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME

2007-05-29T17:31:00.000-06:00

Several weeks ago, my dear friend Deborah Vogts tagged me to play this blog game where I post 8 random things about myself. This proved harder than I thought!

But, here are:

Eight Random Things about Me

1. I graduated from college at 36 with a degree in Physical Therapy (with two children ages 2 and 11). Yeah, I know, I'm of the adage, better late than never. I did graduate with honors. Does that count?

2. I own a 9 year-old miniature Schnauzer named Nikki. She sits next to my desk when I write and is programmed to run to her bed when the Microsoft shut-down music plays.

3. I love the water. Being around it that is. I'm not a fan of getting my face wet. Don't go there!

4. I've just completed my fourth year of Bible Study Fellowship (BSF). I had planned to go through the whole seven year program, but God had other plans. We're moving to a town that doesn't have BSF classes. I can't wait to see what He has in store!!

5. I dabble in oils. Painting that is. The Bob Ross technique. Yes, ALL my trees are happy trees!

6. As a teenager, one of my summer job duties was pumping diesel for recreation and shrimp boats. Yep, you can take the gal out of the bayou, but…

7. My family and I are moving this summer to Colorado. I'm really excited about living somewhere, for the first time in my life, that has four seasons!

8. At 43, I took a motorcycle course and bought my own motorcycle, a Harley Sportster. A year later, I traded up to a 2004 Harley Road King, which I have since sold to buy my husband a Honda Civic. What's wrong with that picture?

I tagged Denise McEwen.

Winner of IN BETWEEN

2007-05-29T13:05:00.001-06:00

The winner of Jenny B. Jones' debut novel is. . .

Diana Hughes!!

Congratulations Diana!

Check out the featured author section on my website for an interview with new author, Amy Wallace, and register for a chance to win her debut novel, Ransomed Dreams.

The link is: www.marianmerritt.com

Let me hear from you!!

Interview with Janice Thompson - New Release Gone with the Groom

2007-05-22T21:58:00.000-06:00

Janice's latest release, Gone with the Groom, is now available.

Here's an interview with Janice.

1. What book is coming next?

There will be three more Annie Peterson mysteries after this one: PUSHING UP DAISIES, THE PERFECT MATCH, and CATERING TO DISASTER. They will all be released as part of the new mystery line at Barbour Publishing (Heartsong Presents Mysteries).

2. What book are you working on now?

I just turned in a Heartsong romance titled WHITE AS SNOW – about a young woman who can’t stand football. She lives in the Pittsburgh area, and eventually (of course!) falls in love with a professional football player. I had a lot of fun writing this one. Why, you ask? Because I’m not a football fan! Figure skating, yes! Gymnastics, of course! Football. . .are you kidding?

3. What book are you reading now?

I just read a really funny book by Ray Blackston call FLABBERGASTED. It was kind of like chick lit for guys. I ear-marked all of the pages that made me laugh out loud. By the time I got to the end, I think I’d ear-marked over forty pages! I also just read a really great non-fiction book by Lee Ezell called FINDING GOD WHEN LIFE’S NOT FAIR. In it, she talks about the death of her husband, and her bout with cancer, ten weeks later. I could relate to so much of what she was going through (refer to question below)

4. How do you deal with your other obligations (family, church, etc.) when it’s crunch time near deadlines?

This has been a tough year for me. During the writing of GONE WITH THE GROOM, I lost my father to bone marrow cancer. It was an awful time for our family. Then, the week before the book was due, my married daughter (Randi) became very ill during her 33^rd week of pregnancy and the baby (Madysen) had to be delivered early. She was only four and a half pounds, but (thank God!) is just fine now. Then, about the time the book went to the edit stage, my sister passed away very suddenly and unexpectedly. This week, as I began marketing the book, one of my best friends suddenly passed away. It seems like every time a tragedy strikes, I’m on some sort of deadline. I don’t resent that fact, (though at times it’s tough to keep going). I find the writing to be a blessing, particularly in light of the fact that I “need” the humor of light-weight stories like GONE WITH THE GROOM to bring a smile to my face. God always helps me with the obligations/deadlines part. I’m totally dependent on Him for those things. Wouldn’t have it any other way.

5. What’s your favorite worship song, and why?

If you had asked me this question one year ago, I would have answered “Amazing Love.” It’s been my favorite for years. But this year, I’m very drawn to a song called “Praise You in this Storm” (by Casting Crowns). The lyrics are so true of my life right now:

I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

(Praise You in This Storm, words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms)

Trust me when I say that it is possible for believers to go on praising, even when the storms are blowing out of control around you.

6. What do you crave (beverage or food) when you have writer’s stress?

I am addicted to Diet Dr. Pepper. And when I’m really needing a treat, I turn to Earl Grey tea (like Annie Peterson) or even Chai Latte. When all else fails, I reach for a piece of cheesecake.

7. Where did you birth the idea for this book (and the series)? When? How did it come about? Did any of the experiences in the story happen to you personally?

I have four daughters in their 20’s. Two of them got married in 2004 within four and a half months of each other. It was a stressful time, but I always knew I’d eventually be able to use the information in a story. Just about the time I thought I could rest, my third daughter got engaged. Her wedding just took place six weeks ago. Three down, one to go! As for how I decided to turn these books into mysteries (instead of traditional romances)… I asked myself the question, “What would you do if you had to pay for two weddings and didn’t have the money to do so?” Out of that, the first book (THE WEDDING CAPER) was born. After that, I got to thinking, “What would you do if the groom disappeared just before the wedding?) Out of that, GONE WITH THE GROOM was born. And so on, and so forth.

8. If your book was turned into a movie, who would play the main characters?

Wow. Never thought about that before. Who would play Annie Peterson? If she were still alive, I might pick someone funny like Madeline Kahn. If she were younger, maybe Carol Burnett? Diane Keaton might work, (though, Annie is really only turning 50, so even Diane might be a bit too old). As for the twin daughters, I think it would be fun to have someone like Jennifer Garner play dual roles. Or, hey…what about the Olsen twins? They could split the workload, and they’re about the right age. As for the husband (Warren) I wouldn’t want to go for anyone terribly famous, because I wouldn’t want him to outshine Annie. For Sheila? Someone quirky like Bette Midler or even Kathy Bates would do – in flamboyant colors, of course.

9. Which one of your characters is most like you, and why do you say that?

I’m a lot like Annie Peterson, truth be told. I find myself “in over my head” a lot, and I tend to think I can solve most any problem. She’s going through some empty nest issues, and I can certainly relate to that. Like Annie I also find myself turning to God for the real answers. I’d like to say I’m funny like Sheila, but I patterned that character after my best friend Kay, who always keeps me laughing. Kay is always coming up with funny sayings, and all-the-more, now that she knows I need material for Sheila to use.

10. What do you want your readers to know about you?

I love God with my whole heart, and no matter what troubles come my way, (no matter what mysteries I need to solve) I will never ever give up on my faith. Never. I will keep on keeping on, no matter what!

Please keep Janice in your prayers, she recently fell and severly fractured her ankle. She's undergone surgery and is currently immobilized. If you'd like to send her words of encouragement, you may do so at: booksbyjanice@aol.com

Tolerance

2007-05-11T10:12:00.000-06:00

It's during those quiet moments with God that He speaks. This morning while studying the last chapters of Romans, the message of acceptance of all boomed loud and clear.

How often do I judge by first impressions, worship style, or appearance?

Many readers read the first paragraph of a book and immediately form an opinion, never giving the character a chance. Never reading further to experience the character's growth.

Are we doing the same to people we meet? Not bothering to take the time or put in the effort to get past that first impression. How often is that first impression wrong?

A quote by George Washington Carver helped me during my days working with patients. The real meaning in what we are as Christians, wives, mothers, writers, etc…is shown here:

"How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong, because someday in life you will have been all of these."
George Washing Carver

As I age, I can look back and see where I've been in these different positions. The people I remember during those times were the ones who showed me tenderness, compassion, sympathy, and tolerance…

How do you want to be remembered?

Win IN BETWEEN by Jenny Jones

2007-05-07T15:13:00.000-06:00

Debut author Jenny Jones took time from her busy schedule to answer a few interview questions.

See what her claim to fame was before she became a published author!!
www.marianmerritt.com clink on the featured author link.

If you'd like to be included in a drawing for Jenny's book, IN BETWEEN, leave a comment. Check back on May 21st when I'll post the winner.

Keep reading and Keep writing....

Umbrella of Doubt

2007-03-15T13:10:00.000-06:00

Yeah, I know that sounds a little contradictory. Usually umbrellas are meant to protect us from things—not be the thing we need protecting from…

It’s all in perspective.

When I doubt or worry it’s like I’m opening that big fat umbrella and cowering under it—blocking any blessings heading my way. Blocking God’s creativity within me.

Interesting thing about doubt is that is grows quickly with very little nourishment.

Remember the old adage—feed a fever and starve a cold or was that starve a fever and feed a cold? I can’t ever remember.

Either way, I’ve come up with a new one: Feed a hope—starve a doubt.

Next time rough weather fills your life, leave the umbrella…

Turn your face to the sky…

And drink.

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it empties today of its strength. -- Corrie Ten Boom

Touching His Cloak

2007-03-09T11:22:00.000-07:00

I love when a Bible story is so significant that it appears in three of the four gospels. My favorite is the story of the woman who pushed through the crowd to touch Jesus’ cloak. Matthew (9:20), Mark (5:25), and Luke (8:43) all thought the story important enough to add to their gospels.

What awesome faith she had!
She didn’t call out His name. She didn’t rush to get in front of Him, nor did she feel the need to capture His attention.

She simply touched Him. Knowing, with deep-rooted faith, that would be enough to heal her.

Her simple act serves as a reminder that my faith needs to be like hers. Knowing that all I have to do is reach out to Him with absolute faith that He can accomplish anything.

Are you trusting Him with your writing? Your problems? Your family? Your future? Have you touched His cloak in faith that He will fulfill His promise to you?

Reaching for His Robe…

Unlikely Gifts

2007-03-01T21:07:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we get gifts that take us a while to figure out that they really are gifts. As a writer, those gifts may be something as simple as an interruption in our writing time to minister to a friend in need or as heavy as a rejection from someone that God knows would not be the right fit.

Once I purchased a laptop and started writing at different locations, little gifts from God seemed to appear everywhere.

Many times, I sit on my back porch to write. It offers a great view and the perfect landscape for those little gifts. A furry bunny. A family of deer. A red fox. Numerous birds. Especially hummingbirds. Often, because I’m fond of Coffee Mate’s Crème Bruleé creamer in my coffee, I’ve had the little feathered kamikazes dangerously close. So close, I've felt the breeze of their wings on my face.

At the park, the giggles of a brother and sister playing on the swings.

At a coffee shop, the gesture of a stranger that perfectly matches the personality of my main character.

At a restaurant, the background music that sets the tone for a difficult scene.

In the den next to the fireplace on a cold, winter morning when sleep is interrupted by the voices that demand their stories be told. In the still quiet morning, the words flow. No restrictions.

Have you received a gift from God while you were writing? If so, please share.

Sometimes it’s in appreciating the little things that keep the big things from overwhelming us.

Genesis Contest Open

2007-02-27T18:33:00.000-07:00

So you write fiction and want some awesome feedback? Then may I suggest entering the American Christian Fiction Writers Genesis Contest.

It’s a deal…

Three critiques from experienced writers - Five if you’re a finalist for thirty-five ($35.00) dollars. Who can beat that?

Polish those first twenty-five pages and get your entries in. Contest deadline is April 15, 2007.

You can enter online at http://www.acfw.com/genesis/

I hope to hear your name called in Dallas at the Annual ACFW Writer’s Conference!

On the Road Again…

2006-11-03T15:09:00.000-07:00

Well, seems like God and ExxonMobil has us moving again! Yes, this time to Colorado.

Scott has accepted a position in the Construction department in ExxonMobil’s Piceance Creek location near Rifle, CO.

We’re very excited about the opportunity to live in such a beautiful place. I’m especially excited about living in a location that has FOUR seasons!!! It will be a first for this deep Southern gal. Of course, many of my friends tell me to give them a call after I’ve had to shovel snow for several mornings. They seem to think I’ll change my mind.

Our family will make the “big” move above the Mason-Dixon line sometime next May or June, plans are still pending.

I’ll keep y’all (can I say that up North?) posted…

ACFW Conference

2006-10-05T13:11:00.000-06:00

Hello Everyone!

It’s been a very busy and emotional time. I recently returned (Sept 21-24) from the American Christian Fiction Writer’s (ACFW) conference in Dallas. It was an awesome four days of fellowship, learning, worship, and fun! By the time I pulled into the driveway on Sunday afternoon, I was exhausted. In a good way.

ACFW has an annual writing contest for pre-published authors. This year’s contest sported a new name: THE GENESIS.

I entered my manuscript LEGACY OF GRACE back in February of this year. One night in the spring, while ironing clothes, the phone rang. The caller, Ruth Logan Herne the Genesis coordinator for the Women’s Fiction category, informed me that LEGACY OF GRACE was one of the five finalists. When I look back at that night and my total surprise, little did I know that God had amazing things in store. I said a prayer of thanks and returned to the mundane and much despised task of ironing.

In Dallas, the Saturday night awards banquet was done in A+ style. The elegant china, candlelit-clad dining tables, white-gloved waiters, and gourmet meal set the tone for a night of gratitude far beyond my wildest dreams.

LEGACY OF GRACE WON!!!

First place in the Women’s Fiction Category AND…….OVERALL WINNER!!

I still shake my head and wonder if I dreamt the whole thing. It was an amazing night. I can’t remember what I said so I know it was God that carried me through the speech to the 400+ attendees.

I had one day to revel in the elation of the win before I received a phone call from my sister stating that my grandmother had passed away. So, two days later I’m back on the road, this time to Louisiana to say my final goodbye. Although sad for the reason, it was nice to see family members I hadn’t seen in years.

It’s been an emotional tilt-a-whirl. But God has a way of giving us what we need at just the time we need it. And His blessings don’t always lead in the direction that we think.

I don’t know what’s in store for LEGACY OF GRACE or anything else in my future, but I do know that I am content to trust in the One who does.

Praise Him.

Winner of THE RELUCTANT BURGLAR

2006-09-26T08:18:00.000-06:00

By JILL NELSON is:

SHEILA MARKLEY!

CONGRATULATIONS, SHEILA!

Thanks to all of you who entered the contest. Next week watch for an interview with:

CAROLYN AARSEN.

Check back in a few days for my exciting story as the ACFW Genesis Winner!

I do ask for your prayers—my grandmother died yesterday. I’m traveling home to Louisiana on Wednesday for her funeral on Thursday.

From Athens to Corinth

2006-09-05T12:44:00.000-06:00

How often do we agonize over an anticipated event only to find when the event has come and gone, we’ve wasted time imagining the worse?

That’s what Paul must have felt when he left Athens headed for Corinth. His experiences in Athens were not confidence boosting. They actually zapped his confidence. Few of the Athenians got Paul’s message. They only embraced the fact that this was another way to think. I’m sure the time alone traveling the distance between the two cities provided a lot of quiet time. Paul could have either wallowed in his low self-esteem or brought his concerns to Jesus. We see Paul’s different approach when he addresses the Corinthians. In 1 Corinthians 2:1-5 we see a Paul totally dependent on Jesus, one who is weak and trembling with fear.

If you’re a writer and the thought of the upcoming ACFW conference makes your knees shake and your palms sweat. Or if you’ve got a gut-wrenching decision you’re struggling with. Or if you’re battling a never-ending foe and are exhausted, remember Paul’s approach to Corinth. It was when he was at his weakest that God stepped in and used him to minister to the Corinthians. Here we see Paul as someone like us. Take heart, if God used a human like Paul with insecurities and self-doubt, he can use you the same way.

Pressing on.

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God really does have a sense of humor

2006-08-14T13:39:00.000-06:00

And His timing is pretty good too. Friends, it has finally happened. After almost three years of hard work, my manuscript is finished!!

I thought lightning bolts would split through the sky and confetti would fall from the heavens, but alas no such celebration. Just quiet tears in my 10 x 11 office.

Now, the fun begins…rewriting.

Oh yea, why do I think God has a sense of humor?

The laptop I’ve wanted for years is scheduled to arrive today.

He is an awesome God!

Check out my website for Featured Author Trish Perry and hear about her dubut novel, The Guy I'm Not Dating. www.marianmerritt.com

Watching the Tree Limbs Winner!

2006-08-06T20:12:00.000-06:00

Congratulations to Margo Carmichael for winning the copy of Mary DeMuth’s debut novel, Watching the Tree Limbs.

Check out my website for an Interview with Trish Perry.

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Book Review – Watching the Tree Limbs by Mary DeMuth

2006-07-17T17:02:00.000-06:00

A rich story of innocence lost and redemption found.

What should be a time of playing with friends and exploring what life has to offer, is filled with fear and shame for nine-year-old Mara. Her tormentor threatens to kill the people she loves, if she reveals his dark secret. So, she doesn’t tell.

With her heart set on finding other secrets of her past, she weaves through the maze of deceit the small Texas town of Burl has kept for much too long. In the process, she discovers her past is firmly embedded in the web of lies some in the town will go to great lengths to keep hidden.

With the help of a dedicated best friend, a mysterious man called Denim, and a mothering housekeeper, Mara finds hope where she thought none existed. She also finds true love under the limbs of a stately pecan tree.

This story is written with words that sing and content that grips. A painful story handled with tenderness and grace. DeMuth has done an excellent job of creating characters that crawl into your heart and beg for attention long after you’ve read their story.

Highly recommend.

To win a copy of Watching the Tree Limbs, visit my website at www.marianmerritt.com and leave your name and a valid email address on my contact page.

Book Review - Just As I Am by Virginia Smith

2006-06-26T11:34:00.000-06:00

A delightful read with a profound message.

Virginia Smith has created a memorable character in Mayla Strong. Not because Mayla sports a myriad of hair colors or has jewelry in unordinary places, but because she’s a new Christian trying to be a REAL Christian.

With each struggle Mayla encounters, she turns to God for guidance and finds that He leads her into areas that cause her to grow in her Christian walk. She is a beaming example to those around her.

With a fresh voice and an unforgettable character, Smith tells a story that will have you laughing one minute and in tears the next. With real topics that face today’s young people, we are reminded not to judge by appearances.

Recommend Just As I Am to all ages, but especially to teenagers.

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Happy reading…

Trusting God – His words, not mine

2006-06-23T11:10:00.000-06:00

This summer I’ve committed to complete the manuscript I started almost three years ago.

It’s been an amazing journey so far…

I look back and see how much I’ve changed through writing this story. At first I thought I had squandered away valuable time by going back and re-writing the first part of this manuscript. You see, I started writing before I knew a thing about writing. As I learned things, I entered into the editing black hole and stayed there for many months. Every writing book says get the first draft completed then go back and edit. I couldn’t do that…couldn’t move forward knowing how horrible those beginning chapters were. God knew I needed that time to grow. Not just as a writer, but as a Christian. Although far from being an excellent writer or Christian, I have learned much about the craft, but more importantly, I’ve learned much about myself and my God.

Through writing, I’ve learned to rely on God more than ever before. Everything I’d done before came easy. Not so with writing.

It’s hard.

The hardest thing I’ve ever done.

Some days I press on simply as an act of obedience to the One who has called me to do this. I have found that I need to pray before I sit to write. I pray for His words to flow through my fingers and heart. On those days, the words fly. I can’t type fast enough. And while I type, my heart expands because, with gentleness, I’m shown humility. I needed to be at this place in my life to finish this book.

Because it is Him and not me.

How does time fly?

2006-06-03T20:25:00.000-06:00

Wow, where did April and May go? The school year is finally over and we're off to a busy summer.

I'm busy working on my self-inflicted deadlines. Promised myself to have my Women's Fiction finished by mid-July. And that's one promise I plan to keep. Unless of course, God has other plans. Which sometimes He does...but until He tells me otherwise, I've planned the next two months of writing time.

Finally have my website up and running, there are still a few "kinks" I need to iron out, but it's a go. Check it out at www.marianmerritt.com. Let me know what you think.

God bless...

“What is said in the OR, stays in the OR”

2006-04-13T20:13:00.000-06:00

These were the words of the anesthesiologist as she and my nurse wheeled me back to the operating room. I’d just been given my “margarita cocktail” via IV and she informed me I would be able to answer questions and respond to commands, but wouldn’t remember a thing. Man, talk about blackmail material. Oh, the stories she could tell…

This was last Friday when I had outpatient surgery. Nothing major just something that I should have done a long time ago. But like the leaky faucet and the squeaky door we learn to live with, I just learned to live with my “issues”. After all if you never get those glimpses of feeling great, you really don’t know what you’re missing. Sounds crazy, but that’s the way it’s been for the past year.

During this time I was blessed with the tremendous support of my family, Bible study friends, church friends, and writer friends. I truly felt the prayers of each of you and I don’t think I’ve ever been so at peace.

Especially while wearing a backless gown …

I thank God for the circle of friends He’s placed in my path. It’s wonderful to have such praying faithful women as friends. Your cards, letters, and support meant a lot. Thank you…

What is your bowl of lentil stew?

2006-03-12T20:30:00.000-07:00

This was the question posed to us during Bible study a couple of weeks ago. After reading how Esau sold his birthright to his brother, Jacob for a bowl of lentil stew in chapter 25 of Genesis, we were asked to think of the many times we’ve sold our “inheritance” for something less valuable.

Each day of the week I thought of that statement and realized how many times I “traded” my time with God for something less meaningful. A TV program, emails, phone calls, surfing the internet, shopping, lunch with friends, and in some cases, even housework. Did I mention emails?

Each time I did those things before spending quiet time with God, those were my bowls of stew. I had traded my “inheritance” of God’s relationship for something far less important.

One particular day, I’d awaken early and immediately began checking emails. Hours later, I realized I hadn’t spent my usual quiet time with God nor had I completed my lesson for the day. A vivid image of a bowl of stew flashed through my mind. I knew then I’d traded my quiet time. I’d given up what should come first before anything else.

I wonder if Esau ever felt remorse for what he traded. I wonder if he ever truly understood the magnitude of what he gave up. I pray that I’ll always “see” that image of the bowl of stew when I choose to trade my time with God for something else.

Thought for the day: What is your bowl of lentil stew?

The Face of an Obedient Heart

2006-03-01T12:14:00.000-07:00

This time of year, I'm a little more pensive than usual. Maybe it’s the weather, the anticipation of spring, or just the fact that my birthday reminds me of another year come and gone. I’m another year older. Can I look back and see positive growth?

These last three weeks I’ve prayed for an obedient heart. A desire to want to follow God’s will. To many of you, this may come easy, to others of you like myself, not so. It’s a struggle. Requires daily prayer. And then on some days I fall painfully short. Many days. Simple things that should be so easy seem to be the thorn in my side.

Like keeping a guard on my mouth. Ha, it should be so easy, but too many times I endure the gagging taste of leather from putting my foot in my mouth. Then the remorse of thinking my words may have caused pain.

Or, not following God’s direction to minister to a friend in need. I miss so many opportunities because I think I may appear too “pushy”. Or I get lazy.

Some days I hate being human. Because it’s so hard to be a child of God and be human. On other days I rejoice in my ability to love and follow God in spite of my so human flesh.

I’ve come to the conclusion that obedience to God is something I need help with, prayer for, because sometimes like He did with Abraham He’s asking me to do some hard things. Things that I don’t want to do or don’t enjoy doing. Oh, would it be easy if He only asked the easy and pleasurable things of us?

I’ve learned the simple joy of recognizing God’s hand during my I-hate-being-so-weak days.
His forgiveness for the times I’ve fallen short of His will and decided beating myself up was just not working. I’ve learned that when I forgive myself and ask for God’s guidance, I have more grace-filled days than I-hate-being-so-weak days.

I’ve also learned that He rewards obedience. Little things like writing on a day that I didn’t feel like it and had every reason not to, He blessed me with wonderful words and I was able to add to my manuscript. Spending time with Him each morning, I get rewarded with His word to carry in my heart throughout the day. Daily praying for others, gives me the privilege of knowing I’m trusting God for not only my needs, but others as well.

What do you have to repeatedly pray for?
To be less critical of others, to listen more than talk, to let go of your past and embrace the future God has planned for you, to step off your pedestal, to shed the cloak of unworthiness and accept God’s love, to be more aware of your friend’s needs and not be so consumed with your own, or to simply be still and listen to God’s awesome word and drink it like the nectar of life it is.

Suggestions for today: Be still and listen. Be willing to face yourself honestly and let God work to make you a person of His character.

. . . and the greatest of these is love.

2006-02-14T09:58:00.000-07:00

Greater than faith, greater than hope, greater than the two other greatest things there are.
Sounds like someone placed a high value on love.

Rightly so, if we listen to popular comments or song lyrics.

Love can move mountains,
Love can stem the tide,
Love can conquer anything.

Most think of romantic love, which is fun, exciting, and puts a beat in your step, but the love that comes to mind—the love that can move mountains—is the steady, faithful kind. The kind of love that rejoices in life's grand things, but also in the little things.

Like the love of a husband who brings me coffee with a little too much creamer, because he knows how much I adore creamer. Or, who makes me leave the coziness of my couch at ten p.m. to lie on a blanket in our back yard and gaze at the stars.
The daughter, who tapes a drawing of a strutting, determined Donald Duck near my computer—the handwritten caption reads, “You can take on anything!”
The Son, who never ends a phone conversation without, “I love you, Mom.”
The friend who sends an email to say good morning and lets me know she’s praying for my writing.
The God who gave His only Son so I can live eternal life.

One of the prints on my desktop is of a sunset. The sky, a blend of orange, pink, and yellow. These words greet me each morning.

Courage
Doesn’t always roar.

Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying. . .

“I will try again tomorrow.”

I say:

Love, doesn’t always roar.

Sometimes love is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying. . .

“I will be here tomorrow.”

Suggestions for today: Step out into your backyard or take a drive in the country to view the stars with your loved one.

For Such a Time as This

2006-02-06T07:29:00.000-07:00

Those words spoken so many years ago to a woman called by God to save her people.

We, like Esther, are called “for such a time as this”. Now, more than ever, women of God are called to step up and obey His callings. He calls each of us to different tasks and holds each of us accountable.

So many times He’s called and I’ve ignored the calling or pretended I didn’t hear—so many missed blessings. Someone more obedient received those blessings. When we’re obedient to Christ’s calling, he showers us with blessings and anoints us so we can pass those blessings along to others. Thus the goodness spreads.

Stepping out in obedience is not easy. Especially if you’re not in relationship with Christ and trusting Him. Too often we rely on our own understanding and will. Too often, we’re hurt or disappointed when our plans go awry. Many times I decided what I would do, then asked God to bless my plans. I’ve learned the hard way, that’s not how things work.

The rewards for obedience are not always evident immediately, but sometimes we see the fruit of an obedient act instantly. What an awesome and humbling feeling when God uses us to bless others. It’s beyond words and brings us so much closer to Him.

Closer to Him—exactly where I want to be.

Is God calling you? Are you listening for His voice?

Suggestion for today: Phone or write a friend you haven’t spoken to in awhile.

The Vultures come, but…

2006-02-02T03:14:00.000-07:00

Seems like birds are my theme lately.
These birds however, are unwelcome. The vultures of doubt come to pick away at my armor. His armor.

“Who do you think you are?” One pecks at my confidence.

“You can’t write.” another pecks.

Still another pecks. “You can’t teach.”

Things, I know, God has called me to do.

Yet, I hear their voices.

In the past, I would have allowed the doubt to dissolve my confidence and retreated to the safety of my comfort zone.

Today, I stop to pray.

Now, things are different. Instead of walking on my confidence, I’m walking on God confidence and trusting in His promises.

He promised to honor my obedience. That’s enough to give me the strength to shoo away these vultures of doubt. I’m reminded that vultures do not prey on the living. If I keep God’s spirit alive in me and rely on His word for my confidence, then these predators have no power over me. They may come, but can’t accomplish their objective.

Maybe He's expanding my comfort zone...

Suggestion for today:
Examine your armor. Are there holes for the vultures of doubt to peck through?

Dial B for Bluebird

2006-01-23T14:04:00.000-07:00

On a lighter side…

These last few days Alfred Hitchcock has come to mind. Not because I’ve watched any of his movies or because I think he walks on water. Nothing like that. I’m feeling a little like Tippi Hendren’s character in The Birds. Then again, maybe not. I haven’t had my perfectly coifed hair picked apart by large birds.

For about three weeks now, a daily ritual occurs here at the “Merritt Bird Motel”. I hear a persistent “knocking” on each glass door to my house and the rear window of the room next to my office. The first time I heard this knocking, I walked to the door expecting the mailman—nothing. I returned to my office, again the annoying knock. As I peeked around the northwest corner of my kitchen, a bluebird stared through the kitchen door. I’m sure this is nothing more than some type of territorial attack with the nice little bird reflection. But everyday?

I confess, I’ve now come to expect the rat-a-tat-tat of the orange breasted avian. It’s almost as though they’re trying to tell me something. When I approach the door, the birds continue to peer into the window. We make eye contact. I’m spellbound. Ever made eye contact with a bird? A little unnerving. Today, one graced the window of my office. He perched on the screen and we chatted for a while. I know a little psycho, but it was kinda cool to be so close.

I know I’ve aroused your suspicion concerning my sanity. Please give me a shadow of a doubt. This is indeed a true story.

Suggestions for today: Find all the Alfred Hitchcock movie references in this post.

Fourth Days

2006-01-16T14:09:00.000-07:00

This weekend I attended the A.D.V.A.N.C.E. Writer’s Retreat and reveled in the presence of many Godly woman. God showed up as well.

The three-day weekend proved to be a wonderful opportunity to reflect on the things God would have us do in 2006. In our writing, but most importantly, in our spiritual life. I floated on the wings of euphoria most of the weekend, cried tears of joy at revelations God chose to share, and filled with compassion when my friends opened their hearts. I can say with confidence that every woman left a changed person. I know I did.

Today, the fourth day, the day after this glorious three-day event, I sit at home and reflect on all God revealed and enjoy the new truths He’s put in my heart. I’m grateful to my friend who, despite great personal turmoil, remained faithful to God and organized this retreat. I’m thankful to the women who shared their dreams and their nightmares. Getting the opportunity to pray with them and for them has been the greatest blessing. Many arrived on Friday as acquaintances, but left as best friends.

I’ve prayed for the armor of Christ today, because I know after periods of spiritual victory comes moments of weakness. I want to be strong during those weaknesses and the only way to accomplish that is to shield myself in Christ. Today, I’m wrapped in the steel of His protection.

I expect great things to happen this year. This will be a year of growth in both my spiritual and writing life. I know because God promised. I came home with a renewed sense of purpose.
He’s called me to write “for such a time as this” and I would be remiss as a daughter of the most majestic King to disobey.
Therefore, I write.

Suggestion for today: Spend time with God today asking what He would have you do this next year.

Broken Promises, Broken Hearts

2006-01-12T06:30:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was a great day. The sun shone. The air was crisp and clean (well, as clean as we can get so near Houston) and Bible study was rich. So rich it's caused me to do some deep soul searching. I’ve recognized some things that I’ve ignored for awhile. Things about my character that I’d like to change and can only do so with the help of God.

I thought I’d said all I needed to say about promises, but God seems to have other plans. Someone in Bible study spoke about our dependence on promises, not just from God, but from other people. We rely on the promise from the car manufacturer that our car will work, the house builder that our house won’t fall apart around us, our employer when they say we have a job, our friends when they say they won't repeat something we've told them in confidence, our doctors when they say this medicine should help, our children when they tell us they’ll obey, and our spouses for an untold number of promises.
How many times have we endured the heartache of a broken promise?
Been the breaker of a promise?

We can easily bounce back from some breaches in trust, others leave an indelible scar on our hearts. I’ve thought a lot about broken promises these past few months as I watched friends endure the heartache of broken promises and wondered…will they recover, have I?

I’ve heard many times that during our times of greatest need is when we realize the promise we have in Christ. I want to realize that promise before I truly need it. Bask in the comfort of knowing He’ll never break His promise. I want that assurance in my heart before the pain. I also want to know that His assurance is greater than the past pains also.
His promises give me all that I want. He gives me more than I can imagine when I trust and rely on only Him for my joy.
If only trust came easily?
It’s something I have to work on daily. Make a conscious effort to do.

My hope this year is that trusting God will be instinctual, not something I have to think about or make an effort to accomplish. I pray it’s something that comes first, before even conscious thought.
Sort of like...breathing.
Impossible?
Nothing is.

Suggestion for today: Forgive yourself.

I love-hate Rebates

2006-01-10T06:15:00.000-07:00

Yes, I have a love-hate relationship with rebates. You know, those money-back marketing ploys manufacturers and retailers use to get your personal identification. I do love getting a check out-of-the blue several months after I’ve sent in the rebate request. It’s great. This usually happens when I need cash most. Which is pretty often since I am the world’s worst about having “carrying around money”. But, that’s where the love ends.

This is money I’ve spent on an item that should have been reduced at the cash register. It’s funny money and I’m sure these “rebate providers” are banking on the average American being too busy or tired to go through the hassle of sending in the necessary documentation. And to insure that the odds are in their favor, the process is grueling.

Case in point—my husband and I recently purchased two electronic items at our local “everything-you-could-want” electronics store. One price sticker touted a thirty-dollar rebate and the other offered a twenty-dollar return. Of course the fine print says: In two mail-in rebates. TWO! That’s two fifteen dollar rebates and two ten dollar rebates. Have they lost their minds? What kind of fast one are they trying to pull here? I felt duped. To add insult to injury, two of the four can be redeemed online (my preference) while the other two had to be mailed in with the original UPC code from the stiff cardboard box. I should have known something was awry when the sales clerk handed me a stack of receipts that resembled a legal brief.

So, in order to receive the fifty-dollar rebate these nice people promised (visualize tight lips here), I jumped through their bureaucratic hoops and “applied” for MY rebates. I feel so un-average…

Suggestion for today: Avoid rebates.

Covenant of Grace

2006-01-09T06:55:00.000-07:00

Words by their meaning have the ability to conjure strong emotions. I have two such words. Covenant and Grace. These words resonate through me and leave me comforted. Reminded.

Imagine Noah’s fear during the next rainfall had God not given him the covenant of the rainbow. Without God’s promise, Noah would not have known that the next time rain fell the entire earth wouldn’t be flooded again. Still today, God has kept his promise to Noah. That’s a long time to keep a promise. Wish I could be so steadfast—well maybe not for thousands of years—for just a week. How often I’ve made promises to my children, only to break them when life’s busyness consumed me.

Jesus, is God’s covenant to me. He promises if I believe in His son I will have everlasting life. What a powerful promise. If only I believe.

I consider this my Covenant of Grace. He didn’t have to make this sacrifice for me, but did. I can rest in that promise and in the Promise Keeper. His grace has carried me in, through, around, and before many hard times. Messes that have been consequences of my stubborn will and pride. Messes that have occurred while out of His will. Yet, with steadfast love He’s covered me with His grace and kept His promise. His constant goodness in my unworthiness swells my heart with a gratitude that words cannot express. I know and find great comfort in the covenant of His grace.

Suggestion for today: Find a word in the Bible that evokes a strong emotion in you. Write your thoughts on your word from His word. I’d love to hear how God speaks to you through One word.

My Final Note

2006-01-06T07:50:00.000-07:00

This morning’s news hit really hard. Mining victims left notes to their loved ones offering reassurance. Such a small gesture. Such grand rewards. To those left to mourn, these notes will surely become as treasured as their memories.

As a writer I’ve come to appreciate the power of the written word. A small note written during a time of tragedy has the power to give a measure of comfort to a hurting soul. That is power.

Their gestures stirred me. What would my final note have to say? Would I have a large enough writing surface to fix all the wrongs that need to be fixed? All the apologizes I need to make? Or will my only words need to be “I Love you and one day will see you again.”?

Suggestions for today: Remind your loved ones how much you love them. Take the necessary steps to mend rifts. Make sure your final thoughts could be written in one sentence. That may be all you have.

Writer's Write

2006-01-05T10:32:00.000-07:00

Today's the day...back to work on my current work in progress, Legacy of Grace. It's been a few weeks since I've added "new" words so in keeping with my resolution to move closer to where I want to be. I will write. After all, that's what writer's do.
Things that do not count: Talking about writing, wishing about writing, reading about writing, thinking about writing--Today is about the process of adding new words to my story...AKA...Writing.

I'll let you know tomorrow how things work out...

Thought I'd add suggestions or tips to each post.

Suggestion for today: Keep a small toy or whimsical item on your desk to remind you to stop and have fun.

One Step Closer. . .

2006-01-04T09:48:00.000-07:00

Yes, I've entered the world of "blogdom". A step I would not have imagined just a few months ago. Why now? It's a new year filled with new challenges and new opportunities...
The title for today's post and the title of this blog--One Step Closer--is significant in that this title describes what I hope will be my motto, credo, mantra, mission statement (you name it) this year. A year of being one step closer to my Lord and Savior, one step closer to being the Christian woman I long to be, one step closer to being a healthier lady who carries less weight around--figuratively and emotionally, one step closer to being the writer Christ wants me to be, one step closer to thee....
I imagine by now you get the picture. Getting closer only requires one thing from me: To take a step, maybe just a small step, but a step none the less. If I commit to daily stepping forward, by the end of this year, I should be much closer to where I need to be. That seems so much easier than setting lofty goals. Wouldn't you agree?