A dog taste story from Happy Bones, a Dog-themed devotional
By Becky Jacoby
Keep watch and pray so that you will give into temptation. For the spirit is willing, but the body is weak. Matthew 26:41
Mom hated to cook, especially hated to bake.
Yet, one Saturday in summer, I found her in our sweltering kitchen, beads of sweat on her forehead, frosting an orange chiffon cake with élan for her best friend’s 40th birthday.
Her plan involved dinner out then would conclude with coffee at our home with this spectacular dessert. I watched her simultaneously fret about and look forward to the event for weeks.
The sweet aroma of orange wafted through the house. Even the dog seemed enticed by it.
“Put the cake on the kitchen table to finish cooling then feed Pierre,” she directed. Pierre, our miniature black poodle, lay in his usual spot under the table trying to stay cool on the linoleum. His nose worked back and forth taking in the smell. Pierre always had a good appetite, particularly for sweets and treats.
I did as Mom asked.
“Did you let him out?” She queried habitually as she grabbed her keys.
“Yes, he’s been out and has come in again. Should he go downstairs?” The dog was often directed to the basement family room when we planned to be away from the house for more than an hour or so.
“No, need. He’ll be okay, don’t you think?”
I raised my eyebrows but Mom didn’t see. Nor did she hear my answer.
Pierre looked a bit too inquisitive as I pulled the door closed behind us. One of those feelings niggled at me, but once in the car, Mom got to talking and I quickly forgot… Continue reading
Please welcome Author/ novelist, Gina Holmes. Gina is the founder of popular literary site, novelrocket.com. She is a two-time Christy and ECPA Book of the Year finalist and winner of the INSPY, Inspirational Reader’s Choice, and Carol Award. Her books regularly appear on Christian bestseller lists.
Q. Gina, tell us a little bit about your newest release, Driftwood Tides.
A. Driftwood Tides tells the story of an aging, alcoholic driftwood artist turned beach bum, Holton Creary, and young Libby Slater. Libby grew up with an absent father and a loving but cold, socialite mother. Leading up to her wedding, Libby and her groom-to-be go through genetic testing and she learns her blood type doesn’t match either of her parents. She confronts her mother and is reluctantly told that she’s adopted. She goes searching for her mother, Adele, only to find her husband, Holton Creary lying face down on the carpet of his Nags Head beach shack.
She lies about her real identity until she is finally found out. Holton does not welcome the news. He never knew the wife he had given saint status too had given up a daughter for adoption. Together the two search to find the truth about Adele, Libby’s father and themselves.
Q. What do you hope readers will take away from this book?
A. At its heart, Driftwood Tides is really about discovering who we are, whose we are, where we belong and the need to accept and bestow forgiveness.
Q. Why did you set the novel in Nags Head?
A. Oh, how I love that place! I’m not sure there’s a more peaceful setting in all the world. And the further out I get from civilization, the happier I am. I love the sand… Continue reading
For I have given rest to the weary and joy to the sorrowing. Jeremiah 31:25
Water flowed down the stacked stones. The Boston terrier stomped his front legs in the largest pool, splashed his face, ducked his head under a higher trickle then rolled and twisted on the shaded grass.
Side-to-side, he wriggled and romped with glee then repeated the process several times. He surely was in no hurry to leave. Who could blame him?
The temperature had reached almost 100 degrees in the shade.
Dogs get overheated easier than people. In fact, they can die from heat exhaustion. The little dog must have found the fountain wonderfully refreshing.
Lehigh and Abigail, our two rescues, barked to join in the game. Why couldn’t they have fun, too? Friendly as they were, they were also twice the terrier’s size. So, we kept them inside.
“So, what are we to do about this little fellow who seems content to stay the afternoon?” I recognized the dog as Buster. I knew he belonged to our neighbor, Lynn, three blocks away. I wondered why he had traveled to our home. Weren’t closer neighbors just as interesting?
Phoning Lynn connected me to an answering machine. Was she searching for her dog? “I’ll leash him and walk him home.”
Bob agreed it would be prudent to act with dispatch. If either of our dogs were lost, we’d be frantic.
I walked toward the fountain. When Buster spotted me—a total stranger—he ran and leaped into my arms. Squirmy, agile and delirious, he just as quickly jumped down and dashed back to the fountain as if to say, “Look what I found! Come… Continue reading
Rooms is not James Rubart’s first book, but it is the first one I’ve had the privilege of reading as it filtered to the top of my knee-high stack.
Moreover, having met Jim at a writer’s conference then having interviewed him on my blog last year, I had some insights into this man whose passion flows across the pages of his novels. (You can check out Jim’s website and learn more about him and his best-selling books, too.)
As a former graphic designer, I found the cover of Rooms compellingly beautiful in concept and execution. It certainly conveyed the mood of the contents inside. Further, the inside was just as thoughtfully designed as the cover. The font and leading made it easy so the eyes didn’t tire–urging me to keep reading. The tag line reached right out and grabbed me by the chin.“What would you find if you walked into the rooms of your soul?” Who could resist wanting to read that story?
Rooms flows easily and logically from chapter to chapter
For me, Jim’s book was a lively read because the prose flowed with smart character development and interesting story structure.
In fact, at times I felt as if Jim were sitting in my living room telling me this personally—that is how strong and individual his writing voice is. His vibrant personality spills out of Micah, the protagonist, like water over a ledge. While I didn’t feel that Micah’s story was necessarily Jim’s allegory, I did surmise that he seeded some re-invented personal experiences here and there, done with appropriateness and intelligence.
That’s okay. The pepper adds flavor. There are some really neat turns of phrase to be appreciated. Not the average renderings.
But the story is truly Micah’s: his personal,… Continue reading
We talked with suspense author Harry Wegley last year about Hide and Seek his first fiction work (Harbourlight Books, Pelican Book Group), in the Pure Genius series on cyber-terrorists. Today, we’re learning more about the series and discussing the sequels, book two, On the Pineapple Express, and book three, Moon Over Maalaea Bay.
Q. Harry, book two deals with a very difficult subject, human trafficking. Would you share what led you to choose this subject?
A. Book 2, On the Pineapple Express, was drafted in 2010. At that time, there were few Christian novels dealing with the trafficking of children in America. But child trafficking was already rampant in our society.
Four years later, we are seeing more stories and more awareness of this danger to our kids. Besides wanting to expose this evil and the danger it presents, I wanted to write a story showing how God-given courage and strength prevail over any obstacle or danger, no matter how large or frightening. If God calls you to a task, He will enable you do accomplish it. Having my heroine take on organized crime—human traffickers—with hardly more than her wits, gave me the backdrop needed for this illustration.
Q. Things have develop further in the relationship between Lee and Jennifer. Are wedding bells ringing for them?
A. Lee and Jennifer were tailor made for each other. I know because I crafted them.
At the end of book 1, Hide and Seek, they knew what direction their relationship was headed, and at the beginning of book 2, 7 ½ months later, they’re wondering why they’ve waited so long to marry. Since the back cover blurb for book 3 has them leaving on a Maui honeymoon,… Continue reading
But you, O Lord, are a God of compassion and mercy, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love and faithfulness. Psalm 86:15
I experienced a moment of pure insanity.
I never planned to adopt a dog. For good reasons. My son is allergic to most. Besides, I had finally organized my days now that my kids are older. But when my daughter brought home a puppy, cuteness gave way to reason, and Jack entered our lives.
That’s when my serenity became chaos and my days fell to disorder once more. I felt thrown back into time when my children were babies. Early morning waking, potty training, the terrible twos, unscheduled demands.
Oh, to endure when difficult “Jack Attack” moments occur, when nothing will stop him from growling and biting my shoe strings as I try to walk, to forgive those gifts of large puddles strung a mile through the kitchen, to lovingly teach what is okay to chew and what isn’t.
When exasperating mistakes happen, I have to remind myself that he will not always be this way. He is a pup. He is learning. Growing. I need to be patient and compassionate, not angry.
Despite the hardships, Jack is growing on me.
With each day of improvement, growth and, sometimes even regression, I am falling in love.
I wonder if this is how God feels about us as we grow in Christ?
Does He get frustrated with our slow learning? Do our repetitive prayers and complaints nip at His feet and make it almost impossible for Him to walk with us? Do our insecurities and selfish habits leave a mess in our wake that He cleans up? When we “chew” on things that could harm us, how rebellious are we when he… Continue reading
By Nancy Sample
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:32 NIV
Cats had claws which they produced at unexpected times; so, Daisy, our fawn-colored, Beagle-mix puppy, was mistrustful of them. Since our house was cat-free, she regarded it as a perfect sanctuary.
It was also why we were reluctant to say yes when a friend asked us to shelter a cat he had rescued. Disturb Daisy’s security? Well, the cat would have to be an amazing feline for Daisy to accept it. Honestly, we never thought our dog would ever befriend a cat.
However, our friend counted on us for help; so, we agreed to take the cat overnight to see how the two animals would interact. It seemed reasonable to at least try it for a few hours. We expected to supervise and prepared to intervene should we be needed.
Jasper, white, gray, and enormous strutted into the house and zoned in on Daisy. He sat directly in front of her. Daisy wagged her tail and tentatively leaned forward while we held our breath.
With sure aim, Jasper gave Daisy two swift bats on the nose.
Daisy backed up, blinking her eyes. She didn’t retaliate. I started to intervene but my husband put a hand on my arm. “Wait,” he said. “Watch.”
Jasper was declawed!
Daisy realized the same thing. Jasper’s swat hadn’t hurt! She jumped up, tongue hanging out and tail wagging, and engaged Jasper in a game of tag. The large cat wasn’t really excited about playing, but Daisy sure enjoyed it.
From that moment on, Daisy adopted Jasper as her companion.
As the years went by, Jasper tolerated Daisy. After all, a cat’s manner is to… Continue reading
Guest post by Bob Jacoby
You, however, know all about my teaching, my way of life, my purpose, faith, patience, love, endurance, persecutions, sufferings…Yet the Lord rescued me from all of them. 2 Timothy 3:10
I always wanted to be a hero.
Growing up, I read about heroes in comic books, watched them in movies and on TV. To me, heroes were rescuers. When I think about rescuing someone, calamity, distress, and trouble automatically come to mind—the stuff that heroes overcome, the stuff that makes heroes…well, heroes.
My wife will often honor me as her hero, and our two grown children also will name me theirs as well. I admit it is gratifying when they look to me for more than approval and occasional “donations.”
I had the occasion to be a hero to our dog, Lehigh.
Rescuing our sweet Lab/Border Collie mix has been one of the greatest experiences of my life. We give her a home and meet her physical needs, and in turn, she fills our lives with love.
When I am sad, she makes me smile. She tucks her nose under my wrist to tell me when she desires attention. A scratch behind the ear, a belly rub: anything that lets her know I understand her need, appreciate and love her.
Lehigh often brings me her tug toy, ready to play. She lifts her muzzle, daring me to capture it from her while she utters funny vocalizations. Her groans and funny “words” are music to our ears. We have come to understand her moods by them.
She will stare at me with raised eyebrows and wagging tail to urge me to feed her. After six years, I remain amazed she can remind… Continue reading
When Icon Media Group asked if I would write a review of Dennis Trittin and Arlyn Lawrence’s new book, Parenting for the Launch: Raising Teens to Succeed in the Real World, I agreed because I have some background in emotional and relational health for teens due to working in the field of alternative education and professional development.
The nonprofit I work with, Lakeside Educational Network, has a brilliant curriculum (developed by award-winning Diane Wagenhals) which has been taught to family service agency professionals for years in the Philadelphia area (with some sponsorship from Southeastern Pennsylvania United Way). Hundreds of lives have been changed for the better, especially for children and teens in the city. Knowing this curriculum’s impact and outcomes and the instructors and the research behind it, I knew I would compare this material to what the authors present.
So, I wondered if my review would be impartial?
Then I considered several things about the book which, in my opinion, make it a success and help for parents whose children are young or young adults. In fact, I would recommend parents buy this book BEFORE their children turn 13.
The book is a reference–a tool to provide insight and assist parents who wish their child to have a successful future. (Shouldn’t this be every parent?) What makes this a good reference? First, it is an easy and comfortable book to read because of its conversational style. Second, the structure of the book makes it simple to find sections of interest. Third, pertinent questions to guide parents and help them model needed changes end every chapter. And, last, appendices with checklists and charts help parents to apply and practice new tools.
The book is empowering–It… Continue reading
BY ANGIE BRASHEAR
Definitions of literary genres can be…well, complex. Even tricky. Attempts to define Christian fantasy vary; though I’ve spent little time fretting over an official definition. I mean, Christian fiction typically illustrates a Christian world view within its plot, characters, or both. And the fantasy genre commonly uses myths and legends as a primary plot element, theme, or setting. So, in my opinion, Christian fantasy embodies fantastical elements in an internally consistent setting—all the while reflecting aspects of the Christian world view.
But the debate (at least for some) surrounds who writes Christian fantasy…
Writers who are Christians, writers who claim to be Christians, or writers who believe Christianity is a fantasy to begin with? It’s not a debate I choose to enter, for the truth lies outside the discussion: the genre influences nonbelievers. In fact, my path to salvation began with a classic fantasy told to me in the midst of my secular world.
When I was in the fifth grade, my teacher read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis aloud to my class.
She opened my eyes to adventure and possibilities, all the while helping me escape a world of darkness for a short time. At its conclusion, I wondered, Is God real? He couldn’t be, right? For if He existed, innocent young girls wouldn’t suffer the wrath of drunken addicts, or the torment of abandonment.
I continued to speculate. Each time God placed believers in my path—a high school teacher, a college friend, and a college coach. My fascination with the possibility of God grew stronger until the truth stunned me like a slap to the face. God indeed lives in the form of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. He rescues. He saves.… Continue reading