Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
A Sequence of Continuous Delights: End-of-the-Year Celebration DAY 5!!
THESE TALENTED AUTHORS HAVE GIVEN THEIR WRITINGS FOR THIS FANTABULOUS GIVEAWAY:
Penny Zeller, Amanda Stephan, Loree Lough, Janice Thompson, and Suzanne Woods Fisher. :D
A Sequence of Continuous Delights: End-of-the-Year Celebration DAY 5!!
Be sure to visit this blog and sign for this fabulous giveaway of 8 wonderful books....all in one bundle!!
Penny Zeller, Amanda Stephan, Loree Lough, Janice Thompson, and Suzanne Woods Fisher. :D
A Sequence of Continuous Delights: End-of-the-Year Celebration DAY 5!!
Be sure to visit this blog and sign for this fabulous giveaway of 8 wonderful books....all in one bundle!!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sandi Rog's Debut Release
TRISH PERRY & SANDI ROGG INTERVIEW
Sandi Rog's Debut Release (Click)Please read this Blog of Trish Perry's. Sandi Rogg is introducing her Debut novel, "The Master's Wall." Please open your heart when you read that Sandi found out shortly after her book debuted that she is the victim of Type A Lymphoma.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!
It's a wonderful day all over the world! We're celebrating the birthday of Jesus, our King, Son of God, Almighty Savior, Prince of Peace. The most breath taking thing about Jesus is that he lives in my heart, your heart, and if you want Him in your heart, just ask Him - He's waiting for you!! Isn't that remarkable!!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
CURRENT READ IS A REAL MUST
Reading good books has been one of my fun hobbies forever. I like to write also, but we'll discuss more on that later.
My current read is "RED INK" by Cathi Macias. I don't want to lay it down. I'm not finished with it yet, and in a way I don't want it to end! I'll just tell you it is a story with some truth in it about a young woman who lives in China. She and her husband are Christian with one child. She was pregnant for the second time and her non-Christian parents reported her to the government. She was arrested, the baby aborted and she was thrown in prison for 10 years.
There are other story situations that all tie into the story taking place in China. Very well choreographed by author Kathi Macias.
That's enough telling...don't want to give away anything. It's a faster read than I had anticipated and that gives me time next to read "Valeria's Cross." Another book by Kathi Macias that I've been wanting to read. Guess what???!!! You can have this book right now, also....for free. Below are Kathi's latest words on how to do just that. So, shout for joy and dance with merriment about this Christmas Day. Stay joyous and keep loving. "Bless us everyone."
My current read is "RED INK" by Cathi Macias. I don't want to lay it down. I'm not finished with it yet, and in a way I don't want it to end! I'll just tell you it is a story with some truth in it about a young woman who lives in China. She and her husband are Christian with one child. She was pregnant for the second time and her non-Christian parents reported her to the government. She was arrested, the baby aborted and she was thrown in prison for 10 years.
There are other story situations that all tie into the story taking place in China. Very well choreographed by author Kathi Macias.
That's enough telling...don't want to give away anything. It's a faster read than I had anticipated and that gives me time next to read "Valeria's Cross." Another book by Kathi Macias that I've been wanting to read. Guess what???!!! You can have this book right now, also....for free. Below are Kathi's latest words on how to do just that. So, shout for joy and dance with merriment about this Christmas Day. Stay joyous and keep loving. "Bless us everyone."
Monday, December 20, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
WHAT'S HAPPENED TO MY HEAD??
Hello, one week from today is the celebration we get excited about every year. Since I'm just recovering from the flu...I'm wondering if it affected my head is some funny way...LOL. This morning, I was preparing to attend the dress rehearsal at the church for our Christmas cantata. The last thing I do when I'm going somewhere is put my watch and rings on. Well, this morning I looked at the jewelry tree that I hang my watches and rings on and strangely the watch I normally wear was missing. Mystified, I looked all over the dresser top and around the floor and found nothing. So, I put my rings on and decided to wear another watch and look for the other watch when I returned home. I picked the other watch off the tree and started to slip it over my hand and onto my wrist. I looked down at my wrist....and there was the watch I had intended to wear in the first place....ON MY WRIST! I don't remember putting it on....what had I been thinking?! OK...I guess I can blame it on the senior moments I have frequently. Thank God, I can laugh at myself.... You can laugh as well. LOL
Friday, December 17, 2010
COMING BACK FROM THE FLU
Hi there, Blog friends, I've been on a break because of the flu. This is my first day out of bed...at least for awhile. Stopping in for awhile to say hello to all. Have you missed me? LOL I've missed you.
This Sunday is our church choir cantata, and I won't be able to sing yet by then, unless a voice miracle occurs. I am disappointed to miss singing in it, we've been practicing for months and it is a beautiful piece of art to praise our Lord's birth. Say a few prayers for me, please.
Blessings,
Barb
This Sunday is our church choir cantata, and I won't be able to sing yet by then, unless a voice miracle occurs. I am disappointed to miss singing in it, we've been practicing for months and it is a beautiful piece of art to praise our Lord's birth. Say a few prayers for me, please.
Blessings,
Barb
Sunday, December 12, 2010
JENNY GOT AN ANSWER FROM CHARLIE BEAR
Hey you all, Jenny, one of our dogs, got an answer to her letter from Charlie Bear. Maybe they'll get to be good friends. Please read and enjoy. (in comment below Jenny's letter.)
Barb
PS: CHARLIE BEAR'S ADDRESS - http://bjtaylorblog.wordpress.com/2010/12/08/charlie-bear-here-with-something-to-chew-on-7/
Barb
PS: CHARLIE BEAR'S ADDRESS - http://bjtaylorblog.wordpress.com/2010/12/08/charlie-bear-here-with-something-to-chew-on-7/
Saturday, December 11, 2010
JENNY TELLS ABOUT RIGGS AND HOMER
(Jenny is our two year old Great Pyranees blend; Riggs and Homer are his best friend house and yard mates. She just wanted space on the blog this morning to tell you about themselves.)
Hi Friends, My name is Jenny and my partner's name is Riggs. Riggs, you know, like the big rig type semi-trailer...and he is big...he's a Bull Mastiff and family protection trained. That makes us all feel better. Riggs came to live with us when I was a rambunctious puppy and my parents thought Riggs would help calm me down. I also had separation anxiety whenever I had to be alone. He helped me with that. My parents thought I was a Border Collie, but as I grew, they began to suspect that I was something else entirely. LOL...I guess I am!! They had a DNA test run on me, and found out that my main breed is Great Pyrenees, Standard Poodle, Pinscher, Labador and Beagle....that's funny LOL. II've grown very tall and mommy says I have beautiful legs like the movie stars. Would you like to come play with us? We have a big pool in our yard and sometimes we fall in. We don't want Riggs to fall in, cause he's so top heavy and he just sinks. Riggs wears a doggy life jacket aroound the pool. I love swimming with all the kids and grandkids when they come around. Well, my mama said I have written more than a comment. Mama and Daddy call me comical and funny. I hope that's meant in a nice way. I love them, Riggs and even the cat Homer very much and they love us a lot. Well, Homer is a different story, he's caught my nose twice with his front claws. That stung. We hope Christmas is blessed with joy for you and yours. Mama has told me about baby Jesus. I love babies. If I'd have been there, I'd have cuddled with him in his manger bed. Goodnight now. I have to go help Riggs get up from the kitchen floor. He is 11 years old, ya know.
Jenny,
Jenny,
Friday, December 10, 2010
I AM PROUD TO PRESENT MY FOLLOWERS AND FRIENDS
We're building, but slowly and we have some very notable followers and friends on barbjan10 blogs. I'm sure you'll recognize familiar names and can associate them with recent books being published, and interviews with giveaways. Each one invite one and so on, so we can really grow. Anyone who would like to post anything about yourself and books you've written - you are welcome to do so. Anyone wanting to do so can contact me here, and I'll send you an email address to submit your material for approval.
I'm not published yet, but I'll be working on that soon. You don't have to be a published writer or author to post here, just keep in mind that you someday will be; and those that are might have some helpful advice to pass on to everyone. We can develop possible an each one help one and so on.
Does anyone have an opinion they'd like to share on this?
Followers and Friends so Far:
Catherine West
Dawn Kinzer
Book Reviews by Molly
Diane Noble
Cathy Bryant
Kathie Macias
Emma Michaels
Shawna Williams
Julie Lessman
Jill at Frugal Plus
Michelle Sutton
John Hileman
Debra
I'm not published yet, but I'll be working on that soon. You don't have to be a published writer or author to post here, just keep in mind that you someday will be; and those that are might have some helpful advice to pass on to everyone. We can develop possible an each one help one and so on.
Does anyone have an opinion they'd like to share on this?
Followers and Friends so Far:
Catherine West
Dawn Kinzer
Book Reviews by Molly
Diane Noble
Cathy Bryant
Kathie Macias
Emma Michaels
Shawna Williams
Julie Lessman
Jill at Frugal Plus
Michelle Sutton
John Hileman
Debra
Welcome everyone! Please check back often. Each day brings about changes in our lives and I hope you love to share as much as I do. Please share! That's what the comment boxes are for.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Linda Weaver Clarke
Visit Linda Weaver Clarke's site to learn about her great giveaways currently. Be sure to comment to qualify for the giveaways.
Linda Weaver Clarke
Linda Weaver Clarke
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Meet Debut Novelist Catherine West
Hi all, I'm so happy to introduce to you a new follower of my blog, Catherine West. Below is an interview she did recently for a fellow author's blog, and I think you'll enjoy getting to know a bit about her. Thank you, Cathy for following my blog. So glad to have you here and you are welcome to post anything here at anytime. As are the rest of you.
Meet Debut Novelist Catherine West
Meet Debut Novelist Catherine West
Write Where I Want to Be.: Touched By Mercy Contest
Go to this link of Tina Prinson on my blog site and get the details of her contest with great prizes. Then, please
become my follower on my blog site. I'd sure appreciate it. Need more friends to follow me...and I'll follow theirs. I promise!!
Write Where I Want to Be.: Touched By Mercy Contest
become my follower on my blog site. I'd sure appreciate it. Need more friends to follow me...and I'll follow theirs. I promise!!
Write Where I Want to Be.: Touched By Mercy Contest
FROM CATERPILLARS TO BUTTERFLIES: WOMEN ARISE! (DEVOTIONAL BOOK)
LaTanya Scott, one of my facebook friends has written and had published a book of devotionals. Good idea for Christmas gifts. Take a look!
FROM CATERPILLARS TO BUTTERFLIES: WOMEN ARISE! (DEVOTIONAL BOOK)
FROM CATERPILLARS TO BUTTERFLIES: WOMEN ARISE! (DEVOTIONAL BOOK)
Michael J. Sullivan: Necessary Heartbreak: How I Found Jesus
Read about Mike Sullivan's encounter with Christ. Mike is the author of "Necessary Heartbreak" an incredible book of a father and daughter being sent back in time to Jerusalem during what we refer to as Holy Week. I published a book review on 'Necessary Heartbreak on my blog a few weeks ago. Look on the right side of the blog and find the headline to that review.
Michael J. Sullivan: Necessary Heartbreak: How I Found Jesus
Michael J. Sullivan: Necessary Heartbreak: How I Found Jesus
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Kathi "Easy Writer" Macias
Kathi "Easy Writer" Macias
Jump around to Kathi Macais's blog site and find out how to win her writing of "Red Ink." An incredible book.
Jump around to Kathi Macais's blog site and find out how to win her writing of "Red Ink." An incredible book.
Urgent Message
Urgent Message
Visit Cathy's blog site Word Vessel to see how to win her latest book "A Path Less Traveled. I've read her first book, Texas Roads and it's excellent reading. Cathy writes about Texas, drama and romance. Drop by her site and find out what a great gal she is.
Visit Cathy's blog site Word Vessel to see how to win her latest book "A Path Less Traveled. I've read her first book, Texas Roads and it's excellent reading. Cathy writes about Texas, drama and romance. Drop by her site and find out what a great gal she is.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
STARS OF THANKSGIVING
This story was written by my daughter, Shanna. I am proud of her first writing and want to share it with all my friends.
Deep in thought, the man stood on his porch looking out over the moonlit snow-covered yard before him.
"Daddy, what are you doing out here in the cold?"
Slightly startled he turns to see his 6 year old daughter looking up at him with curious eyes.
Bending to meet her eyes and tapping her on the nose he says, "The question, young lady, is what are you doing out here without your coat?"
With a sheepish grin she shrugs, "you first! I asked you first!"
Unable to resist her adorable logic he scoops her up and says frankly, "I am counting my blessings. It is Thanksgiving afterall"
"Oh." she says, thinking for a moment. "How many?"
The man chuckles, giving her a gentle squeeze "I am holding one in my arms right now."
She giggles.
Pointing to the night sky he continues, "but for as many stars as are in the sky I am blessed even more. I could not count them all there's so many. For starters, though, I am truly thankful for your mother and you. And I'm very honored that I am able to provide for you and am truly blessed to have such a close family."
She smiles, with a flash of understanding one wouldn't expect to see on a 6 year old's face.
"What are you thankful for?" he asks, gently tugging on her pigtails.
"Well…" she pauses to think, "you and mommy…" she trails off with a yawn. "And…"
Smiling, he pulls her closer deciding that it's time to go inside.
As he turns to go in the house, she pipes up, "Oh, I know!", tightening her arms around his neck, "my daddy's big strong arms!"
Years later the little girl, now grown, looks out over the same moonlit snow-covered yard counting her blessing as she had every year since she was six years old.
"Honey, what are you doing out here in the cold?"
She turns to her newlywed realizing this is their first Thanksgiving together. "I'm counting my blessings. It's a tradition my daddy passed on to me. Every year we'd come out here on Thanksgiving night and count a blessing for each star." She smiles, remembering, "needless to say we could never count them all."
Touched, he says "that is one tradition I would love to join in on. I am so thankful I found you, Honey. You keep me alive in a very cold world." Tilting her chin to look into her eyes, "I don't want to ever lose sight of this particular star."
Taking his hand she smiles up at him and he scoops her up into his arms.
On their way inside she tightens her arms around his neck, whispering, "I'm so thankful for my husband's big strong arms."
More time passed and the couple grew golden together. Their children had long since grown and moved into their own lives. Once again the couple sits on the porch, hand in hand, counting their stars and blessing as they had done so many Thanksgiving nights before.
"I'm thankful for each and every wonderful day we have spent together, Honey." says her husband quietly. "You have made this cold world a warm place when I am near you."
She smiles, squeezing his hand, "You've always known just what to say and so beautifully too. You've taken care of me and patiently loved me through all of our ups and downs. You are the brightest star in my sky."
"Those words never get old." he says, scooping her out of her wheelchair into his arms just as he had done every night since they were married.
As he turned to carry her inside to bed she says "neither do those big strong arms."
Barbara Shelton XanGo Testimony
EVER HEAR OF NECROTIZING FASCIITIS?
This is my testimony of my personal story of near death and God receiving the glory for making my life livable.
Barbara Shelton XanGo Testimony
This is my testimony of my personal story of near death and God receiving the glory for making my life livable.
Barbara Shelton XanGo Testimony
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
NO SPAM POSTINGS TODAY!
YEA!! NO SPAM POSTINGS TODAY!
So far.....no spam postings today. I hope the suggestions from friends yesterday worked, I tried all of them. At least one of them or all of them worked. How great is that?!
So far.....no spam postings today. I hope the suggestions from friends yesterday worked, I tried all of them. At least one of them or all of them worked. How great is that?!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
SOMEONE POSTING AND SPAMMING MY BLOG
Some uninvited person or persons is blogging spam on my blog. I have tried reporting it, but nothing has been done. If you see strange postings on medications, watches, and a variety of products and postings, please know they are not there by my choice. I will need to move my blog to a different blog site, or start a new one. Anyone have any suggestions? I wish there were a way to block this from happening. Just wanted all of you to know. It is really irking me.
Barb
Barb
BARB BACK FROM OREGON
Hello Friends,
I just flew in last night from my visit in Oregon. Wow, are my arms tired!! Had a wonderful time and it was snowing when I arrived there, cold and raining when I left. I care not...I was having too much fun. Was sad to leave and I know my mother was also. I knew what each of us were thinking, when we would see each other again, and would we indeed see each other again?
We celebrated her 92nd birthday over and over, went out to eat with friends and family, and believe it or not...I wasn't sure to believe it, I lost five pounds somewhere in Oregon!
I took with me a crochet jewelry making kit to work on in my spare time. LOL Of course, the hemp string got tangled by the new kitten, Stripey. (I know it's not nice to blame a baby cat, but I surely didn't get it wound up like that! LOL I tried untangling it, then my mother tried and she did the most sensible thing...she untangled some more of it, then cut it off and threw the remainder away!! When I went back to work on it again, the crochet hook that came with the kit was missing. We looked everywhere for that hook, never to be found yet. Could it be that sweet kitty snitched it quickly and hid it? Hmmmmm. Anyway, I have plenty of crochet hooks at home, and I'll buy another ball of hemp and start all over again. Wish me luck!
My brother, bless his dear heart, volunteered my services as the Hanging of the Greens liturgist at church on Sunday. That was agreeable to me, but little did I know that my part was almost the entire service!! The last time I visited, the minister was on vacation and the guest minister didn't show up. The sermon copy was on the podium, and volunteers were requested to read it. My brother said proudly.."My sis can do it...she's good at that sort of thing." I didn't crawl under the pews fast enough, so I said "OK" through my gritted teeth. It's a good thing I know the people there and they know me. Before my illness when I was still in good voice, I always sang when I visited. Now, honestly, I was quite honored to have been asked both times I spoke and was told by many what a good job I did. LOL Guess I'll take a roll of duct tape to slap on my brother's mouth if he even opens it at church the next time.
Speaking of my brother, he is having his 67th birthday tomorrow. I know exactly what I'm giving him. He wants to lose some weight, but doesn't really want to do much to make it happen...so I'm sending him a nice set of bathroom scales. I love to be of help to him and think he'll stay consistent with his weight loss plan if he has a new set of beautiful scales to use every morning. Don't you think that is a thoughtful gift? I know he'll be surprised. This sibbling teasing doesn't stop even in our old age. Hee Hee.
Well, if I've bored you enough, I'll go onto unpacking. Glad to be back and amongst you all again....what's been going on while I've been gone?
God bless each of you with a festive and joyous December. Keep passing that love forward.
Merry Christmas,
Barb
I just flew in last night from my visit in Oregon. Wow, are my arms tired!! Had a wonderful time and it was snowing when I arrived there, cold and raining when I left. I care not...I was having too much fun. Was sad to leave and I know my mother was also. I knew what each of us were thinking, when we would see each other again, and would we indeed see each other again?
We celebrated her 92nd birthday over and over, went out to eat with friends and family, and believe it or not...I wasn't sure to believe it, I lost five pounds somewhere in Oregon!
I took with me a crochet jewelry making kit to work on in my spare time. LOL Of course, the hemp string got tangled by the new kitten, Stripey. (I know it's not nice to blame a baby cat, but I surely didn't get it wound up like that! LOL I tried untangling it, then my mother tried and she did the most sensible thing...she untangled some more of it, then cut it off and threw the remainder away!! When I went back to work on it again, the crochet hook that came with the kit was missing. We looked everywhere for that hook, never to be found yet. Could it be that sweet kitty snitched it quickly and hid it? Hmmmmm. Anyway, I have plenty of crochet hooks at home, and I'll buy another ball of hemp and start all over again. Wish me luck!
My brother, bless his dear heart, volunteered my services as the Hanging of the Greens liturgist at church on Sunday. That was agreeable to me, but little did I know that my part was almost the entire service!! The last time I visited, the minister was on vacation and the guest minister didn't show up. The sermon copy was on the podium, and volunteers were requested to read it. My brother said proudly.."My sis can do it...she's good at that sort of thing." I didn't crawl under the pews fast enough, so I said "OK" through my gritted teeth. It's a good thing I know the people there and they know me. Before my illness when I was still in good voice, I always sang when I visited. Now, honestly, I was quite honored to have been asked both times I spoke and was told by many what a good job I did. LOL Guess I'll take a roll of duct tape to slap on my brother's mouth if he even opens it at church the next time.
Speaking of my brother, he is having his 67th birthday tomorrow. I know exactly what I'm giving him. He wants to lose some weight, but doesn't really want to do much to make it happen...so I'm sending him a nice set of bathroom scales. I love to be of help to him and think he'll stay consistent with his weight loss plan if he has a new set of beautiful scales to use every morning. Don't you think that is a thoughtful gift? I know he'll be surprised. This sibbling teasing doesn't stop even in our old age. Hee Hee.
Well, if I've bored you enough, I'll go onto unpacking. Glad to be back and amongst you all again....what's been going on while I've been gone?
God bless each of you with a festive and joyous December. Keep passing that love forward.
Merry Christmas,
Barb
Sunday, November 21, 2010
MY REVIEW OF MICHAEL SULLIVAN'S "NECESSARY HEARTBREAK"
REVIEW OF “NECESSARY HEARTBREAK”
Michael Sullivan’s novel “Necessary Heartbreak” has received so many colorful, descriptive, and eloquent reviews that covered the many positive points about the story; there isn’t much I can add.
I liked Michael Sullivan leading the reader directly into the story by Michael and Elizabeth’s sudden shocking arrival in the middle of Jerusalem, wondering where they were and how they got there. That had me worrying from the beginning how they were going to get back home. The worse the troubles they faced, the more concerned this reader became wondering how Michael Sullivan would figure out where he would take his main characters next.
The author’s character developments are very keen; the wicked were wicked and sinful. The kindness and benevolence of the good character roles were finely tuned to loving and intensity of compassion. He gave the Roman soldiers the intellect of cunning wolves, seeking out prey with devious and calculating measures that kept Michael and Elizabeth on the run fearing for their lives especially when in the open during daylight.
Leah, a woman in Jerusalem, came to Elizabeth’s rescue without a second thought when Michael was arrested and thrown into prison for no reason. My favorite part of the story was how like family the three of them became as the story progressed. To each of them, the other had some familiarity that was mysterious.
The book was difficult to put down and turn out the light when it was time to sleep. I won’t reveal my other favorite parts of this story for fear of spoiling it for the one who hasn’t read it yet. “Necessary Heartbreak is an excellent read and I think suitable for the young teen to read and learn the importance of Holy week, the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ.
It is my understanding that Michael Sullivan is working on a sequel to “Necessary Heartbreak.” I look forward to the sequel with excited anticipation. I’m predicting that the next book will be as full of surprises as this one, and will be another five star novel. Congratulations, Mike, on your success with this great novel.
Reviewed by: Barbara J. Shelton
I liked Michael Sullivan leading the reader directly into the story by Michael and Elizabeth’s sudden shocking arrival in the middle of Jerusalem, wondering where they were and how they got there. That had me worrying from the beginning how they were going to get back home. The worse the troubles they faced, the more concerned this reader became wondering how Michael Sullivan would figure out where he would take his main characters next.
The author’s character developments are very keen; the wicked were wicked and sinful. The kindness and benevolence of the good character roles were finely tuned to loving and intensity of compassion. He gave the Roman soldiers the intellect of cunning wolves, seeking out prey with devious and calculating measures that kept Michael and Elizabeth on the run fearing for their lives especially when in the open during daylight.
Leah, a woman in Jerusalem, came to Elizabeth’s rescue without a second thought when Michael was arrested and thrown into prison for no reason. My favorite part of the story was how like family the three of them became as the story progressed. To each of them, the other had some familiarity that was mysterious.
The book was difficult to put down and turn out the light when it was time to sleep. I won’t reveal my other favorite parts of this story for fear of spoiling it for the one who hasn’t read it yet. “Necessary Heartbreak is an excellent read and I think suitable for the young teen to read and learn the importance of Holy week, the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ.
It is my understanding that Michael Sullivan is working on a sequel to “Necessary Heartbreak.” I look forward to the sequel with excited anticipation. I’m predicting that the next book will be as full of surprises as this one, and will be another five star novel. Congratulations, Mike, on your success with this great novel.
Reviewed by: Barbara J. Shelton
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
TAKING THANKSGIVING TRIP TO VISIT MAMA
What are you doingThanksgiving? I'm excited!! I'm flying to Portland, Oregon to spend Thanksgiving with my mother and brother . We will be joining my step-brother Bill and sister-in-law Linda for dinner. The day after Thanksgiving we will be celebrating mother's 92nd birthday. We are so thankful to still have her with us.
My mother is the most special woman in the world to me. She is still very agile and astute. Mother puts me to shame when she gets down on her hands and knees to look inside a cupboard for something she needs. She has been through a quadruple heart bypass and wears a pacemaker. She takes all that with a "matter of fact" attitude. Never complains and still prepares the meals for herself and my brother. I'm so thankful that he lives with her and can watch over her. She is a woman of remarkable patience and wisdom. Mother has been widowed twice and still lives in her own home and that's where she intends to stay until God moves her to her heavenly home with him. Mother is an avid reader and makes weekly trips to the library for a fresh stack of books. She does have a touch of arthritis and a pinched nerve in her spine that is painful, but she doesn't complain. She has lost most of her hearing and is helped to hear with the most up to date computerized hearing aids. We are all so proud of her.
Mother is responsible for bringing me up in the faith. Many Mother's Day ago I came across this poem, prettily framed, in a little gift store and thought it very appropriate to honor her on Mother's Day. At that time I was directing choirs in churches, I set the words to the music of "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof. I was able to visit her that Mother's Day and was always invited to sing in her church. That Sunday I sang this song to her and the other mothers in the congregation. The words go like this......
My mother is the most special woman in the world to me. She is still very agile and astute. Mother puts me to shame when she gets down on her hands and knees to look inside a cupboard for something she needs. She has been through a quadruple heart bypass and wears a pacemaker. She takes all that with a "matter of fact" attitude. Never complains and still prepares the meals for herself and my brother. I'm so thankful that he lives with her and can watch over her. She is a woman of remarkable patience and wisdom. Mother has been widowed twice and still lives in her own home and that's where she intends to stay until God moves her to her heavenly home with him. Mother is an avid reader and makes weekly trips to the library for a fresh stack of books. She does have a touch of arthritis and a pinched nerve in her spine that is painful, but she doesn't complain. She has lost most of her hearing and is helped to hear with the most up to date computerized hearing aids. We are all so proud of her.
Mother is responsible for bringing me up in the faith. Many Mother's Day ago I came across this poem, prettily framed, in a little gift store and thought it very appropriate to honor her on Mother's Day. At that time I was directing choirs in churches, I set the words to the music of "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof. I was able to visit her that Mother's Day and was always invited to sing in her church. That Sunday I sang this song to her and the other mothers in the congregation. The words go like this......
MOTHER
My first thoughts of God
Came to my childish mind,
Through songs you sang to me
So long ago in time.
My first desire to meet
My Father God above
Was inspired by your life
Of gladness mixed with love.
My first attempt to trust
My Lord and Savior, Christ,
Was due to wells of joy
I saw spring from your life.
Had it not been for you,
Mother, I often say,
I may have missed the Life
And never found the Way
(Penny Tanksley)
I've always been thankful that God chose this remarkable lady to be my mom. I just wanted to share about her with my friends and family on Facebook. As long as she is still healthy and happy, I pray she lives far past the age of 92.
Mama, I cherish you, appreciate you, admire you, and love you.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
AND
A VERY HAPPY 92ND BIRTHDAY
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
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WHOEVER IS USING MY BLOG...STOP!!!
YOU STUPID PEOPLE, WHOEVER YOU ARE, GO GET YOUR OWN BLOG AND LEAVE MINE ALONE. STOP POSTING YOUR HORRIBLE ADS ON MY SITE. GET YOUR OWN NOW. ARE YOU TRYING TO FORCE ME TO CLOSE MINE DOWN????? LEAVE ME ALONE. THIS BLOG IS FOR MY FRIENDS AND YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND. STOP THESE POSTINGS NOW!!! I HAVE REPORTED THIS. KEEP AWAY!!! STAY AWAY!!
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WHO IS POSTING THESE INVALID POSTS I DIDN'T AUTHORIZE?????
WHO IS POSTING THESE INVALID POSTS I DIDN'T AUTHORIZE?????
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Passages to the Past: The India Edghill Biblical Women Collection GIVEAW...
Passages to the Past: The India Edghill Biblical Women Collection GIVEAW...: " Hey everyone! Have I got a giveaway for you! The very generous India Edghill has graciously allocated 2 hardcover sets of her books Deli..."
WHO IS POSTING THESE INVALID POSTS I DIDN'T AUTHORIZE?????
SOMEONE IS POSTING ILLEGALLY ON MY BLOG AND I DEMAND THAT IT STOP. I HAVE NOT AUTHORIZED THIS PERSON(S) TO POST ON MY BLOG. I REQUEST THAT IT STOP AND I'M NOT SAYING PLEASE, YOU DIDN'T REQUEST MY PERMISSION. STOP THESE POSTINGS!!!!!
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BARB & JACK'S 35TH ANNIVERSARY TODAY
Today my husband Jack and I are celebrating our 35th wedding anniversary! As my husband said last night when he asked me how many years we had been married, "Who'd a thought it?"
Sunday, October 31, 2010
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WORKING ON MY BLOG - ACH!!!
Hi Friends,
I have been trying to remodel and improve my blog site. So far, I've made a mess. If anyone is really good with designing blogs, please contact me...I need help...HELP...HALP....HALP......HELP!!!
Hugs to All,
Barb
I have been trying to remodel and improve my blog site. So far, I've made a mess. If anyone is really good with designing blogs, please contact me...I need help...HELP...HALP....HALP......HELP!!!
Hugs to All,
Barb
Monday, October 25, 2010
Winning Readings: Review/Giveaway: A Memory Between Us
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Saturday, October 23, 2010
Healing Hearts, the series: Shawna K. Williams shares her thoughts about rules, rules, and more stinkin' rules (and why those rules can interfere with the heart of the author's story.)
Friday, October 22, 2010
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A word about paying it forward by Barb Shelton...
A word about paying it forward by Barb Shelton...
I'M PUBLISHED!! TAKE A LOOK! I'M ON MICHELLE SUTTON'S BLOG, HEALING HEARTS
I'M PUBLISHED!! TAKE A LOOK! I'M ON MICHELLE SUTTON'S BLOG, HEALING HEARTS
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The Shape of Mercy: Abigail on the Classics
The Shape of Mercy: Abigail on the Classics: "Monday, July 19, 2010
Abigail on the Classics
These will be my last words.
My doctor thought I wouldn't last through June. I believed him for the most part, why wouldn't I? - but I sensed a hedging within me when he said this, a reluctance to obey. I am still here.
But not for long. The doctor who tosses up his hands isn't quite sure now when I will depart but I can sense that it will be soon. Tonight, perhaps. It would be nice if it was tonight. I've always wanted to die in my sleep.
Clarissa is writing this for me and we just had to stop for a moment so she could complain about my choice of words. She is done complaining. Off we go again.
Lauren used to tell me I was a woman tethered to my regrets. She doesn't say that anymore. I don't think I am the same woman I was when hired her to transcribe Mercy's diary. I waited a long time for someone like Lauren to give the diary to. Deep down I think I knew that when I did find that someone, when I was finally able to let the diary go, I'd finally be able to let go of a lot of things.
I don't hate my father anymore for his manifold unkindnesses to me. He missed my mother.
I don't hate myself for marrying Edward Swift. I missed the father I wished I'd had and the man I wished I'd married.
I don't hate myself for not loving Graham enough.
I don't hate anything more.
I've discovered that there are things you carry with you into the world beyond this one. Everything that resides in your heart makes the journey with you. I don't want to make the crossing with hate in residence.
I've tried to thank Lauren for her part in my coming to this place. She is always trying to minimize the difference she has made in my life. I suppose it is too much to consider how things would have turned out if she had not answered the ad. I realize now she almost didn't. And she cannot bear to consider that. And I would not be the same person had I not met Clarissa, had not opened this crypt of a home to these girls. If Lauren had not answered the ad, I would not have met either of them. And who knows what might become of Mercy's diary, then? What would have become of all of us?
Clarissa has left the room. She needs a minute. I think I can finish this on my own. Yes, I think I can.
I leave you with this: Zora Hurston, writer and anthropologist, penned this. I read it some time ago and forgot it for many years: 'Love makes your soul crawl out out from its hiding place.' Our crooked souls are bent on hiding until we understand how beautiful it is out from under the rock which we think protects us, but in fact, presses us into the dust.
I see that now. It is beautiful here in the vastness. It always has been. I just had my back to it. God in His mercy, and oh how extravagant is mercy, waited for me to crawl out of my hiding place and see it for myself.
How strange to think people will say I died in my sleep. I will wake in my sleep.
I am ready.
Posted by Susan Meissner at 10:09 AM
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Abigail on the Classics
These will be my last words.
My doctor thought I wouldn't last through June. I believed him for the most part, why wouldn't I? - but I sensed a hedging within me when he said this, a reluctance to obey. I am still here.
But not for long. The doctor who tosses up his hands isn't quite sure now when I will depart but I can sense that it will be soon. Tonight, perhaps. It would be nice if it was tonight. I've always wanted to die in my sleep.
Clarissa is writing this for me and we just had to stop for a moment so she could complain about my choice of words. She is done complaining. Off we go again.
Lauren used to tell me I was a woman tethered to my regrets. She doesn't say that anymore. I don't think I am the same woman I was when hired her to transcribe Mercy's diary. I waited a long time for someone like Lauren to give the diary to. Deep down I think I knew that when I did find that someone, when I was finally able to let the diary go, I'd finally be able to let go of a lot of things.
I don't hate my father anymore for his manifold unkindnesses to me. He missed my mother.
I don't hate myself for marrying Edward Swift. I missed the father I wished I'd had and the man I wished I'd married.
I don't hate myself for not loving Graham enough.
I don't hate anything more.
I've discovered that there are things you carry with you into the world beyond this one. Everything that resides in your heart makes the journey with you. I don't want to make the crossing with hate in residence.
I've tried to thank Lauren for her part in my coming to this place. She is always trying to minimize the difference she has made in my life. I suppose it is too much to consider how things would have turned out if she had not answered the ad. I realize now she almost didn't. And she cannot bear to consider that. And I would not be the same person had I not met Clarissa, had not opened this crypt of a home to these girls. If Lauren had not answered the ad, I would not have met either of them. And who knows what might become of Mercy's diary, then? What would have become of all of us?
Clarissa has left the room. She needs a minute. I think I can finish this on my own. Yes, I think I can.
I leave you with this: Zora Hurston, writer and anthropologist, penned this. I read it some time ago and forgot it for many years: 'Love makes your soul crawl out out from its hiding place.' Our crooked souls are bent on hiding until we understand how beautiful it is out from under the rock which we think protects us, but in fact, presses us into the dust.
I see that now. It is beautiful here in the vastness. It always has been. I just had my back to it. God in His mercy, and oh how extravagant is mercy, waited for me to crawl out of my hiding place and see it for myself.
How strange to think people will say I died in my sleep. I will wake in my sleep.
I am ready.
Posted by Susan Meissner at 10:09 AM
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MY PERSONAL PROMISE FROM GOD!
JEREMIAH 29:
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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A Girl of Many Colors: Review of Me, Just Different!
A Girl of Many Colors: Review of Me, Just Different!: "Me, Just Different is book one in the Reinvention of Skylar Hoyt by Stephanie Morrill. One night changes everything for Skylar Hoyt. She has..."
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Thanks Julie!!
Your comment means so much to me. Glad you came by and have become a follower. That makes me proud. Is this little story the only one you read? Be seeing you at your celebration in another hour and a half! I'm so excited for you. Hope there is a big crowd there!!
Hugs, Barb
Hugs, Barb
DAUGHTER AMY FINDS NEW JOB!!
Good news today!! Daughter Amy, who I will introduce and tell her story at a later date, found a new job today. She's been without work for almost a year. She is a hair stylist, specializing in children's hair, however her job will be with Great Clips as a hair stylist. So thrilled for her. She's had a tough row to hoe since she was 15. Please include her in your prayers that her life will continue to straighten out. She is a recovering drug addict of 25 years also, and so far is doing a great job of staying sober. She has been through much trauma and dramatic situations in her lifetime. Amy is one of 3 adopted children to which I am a mother. She just became a new grandmother for the 4th time Monday and is ecstatic over Aslyn's birth.
BE AWARE OF HOW YOU SMELL TO OTHERS!!
LOL! Last week I had a strange happening, but it's quite humorous. At least I think so! I was attending my Thursday morning Bible Study at the church. I was using my cane for the first time because my walking was being hampered by the pain that had increased in my legs and back. When the study ended for the day, I took the elevator from the second floor to the first floor...or at least I thought I was. At the first floor, the doors didn't open, and I felt myself being pulled upward, which almost toppled me over when the motion caused me to lose my balance. I caught myself on the wall just about the time we stopped on the second floor and the doors opened. Standing at the door waiting were two of my classmates. Mary, who also has a mobility problem and uses a walker, pushed her walker through the elevator entrance and as she turned around she asked, "Did you forget something, is that why you're coming back up?" I answered, "No, didn't forget anything, I've been on a elevator that decided to come back up and get you ladies." We laughed as Naomi got on the elevator. The doors closed and we talked about the silly elevator coming back up when they had pushed the down button, and I wasn't able to get off. We all got a little laugh at that.
We landed on the first floor and the doors opened. Mary and Naomi walked out together and Naomi saw a friend and went over to him, hugged him and told him he looked beautiful in his bright red shirt. He did stand out among the others in the hallway beside the children's nursery...because he must have been 6'5" and slightly overweight. Naomi called him Dave. Dave was a very large man. Mary proceed to walk in front of me slowly because she was using her walker. She also spoke to Dave, and as we walked ahead, I heard some conversation between Dave, Naomi and some other people who had been standing there. The conversation was something about smelling...and I didn't pay much attention. I continued to walk behind Mary who is also a large tall woman and I didn't attempt to go around her as I was also walking slowly with my cane because of my pain. Suddenly I was aware of something or someone right behind my right shoulder leaning down with his nose practically on my neck, pulling in his breath like he was smelling my neck. This startled me and I turned my head around quickly almost bumping faces with Dave who was bent forward still attempting to hold his nose close to my neck. He commented loudly to the others walking along behind him, "Here it is...here is what I was smelling....," and to me he said with an apologetic giggle, "You smell lucious, what is that scent you are wearing?" I stopped and turned to look up, up and more up to Daves face. I giggled nervously and commented in a reticent voice, "You scared me somewhat, I didn't expect anyone to be that close by my shoulder," still giggling nervously as Dave apologized saying he didn't mean to startle me, he was leaning to see if that lovely scent was coming from me," and he laughed, then asked me again to tell him what perfume I was wearing. I said to him that I was flattered that he liked it and informed him politely that it was Organza by Givenchy. We laughed together as he repeated the compliment that it was a lovely scent and he liked it very much. I immediately thought to myself and said out loud rather embarrassed, "I didn't realize I put so much on that it was still emanating the scent." "I didn't know others could still smell it." The small crowd that was around us all laughed and Dave and I laughed with them, chatting all the way to the exit. I mentioned to everyone that this funny incident was surely one way to make new friends. I explained that I was a guest at the church attending the Bible Study; that I belonged to the sister church at the Matlock Road location. Then I saw my friend Diane waiting in her car for me, as she was driving me home. I hobbled to the car and climbed in, telling her I had something odd but funny to tell her on our drive to my home. We laughed together about it and she said jokingly to me to be careful from now on...that could probably be a good way to pick up men. That's another problem altogether that I don't need in my life. I learned a good lesson that day about wearing too much perfume. One could never know what could happen. I sure didn't expect all that excitement following a messed up elevator ride. Funny morning, I thought to myself as I shut the car door. I saw my husband Jack coming out to greet me and carry my books into the house for me and I wondered to myself if I should tell him of the incident. Nope, I decided to myself....I've had enough trouble for one day. I'll just keep this compliment to myself and think about it when I need a good laugh and a lift in my spirit. It really is nice to receive compliments from a strange person. I wonder what God thought of all that?
We landed on the first floor and the doors opened. Mary and Naomi walked out together and Naomi saw a friend and went over to him, hugged him and told him he looked beautiful in his bright red shirt. He did stand out among the others in the hallway beside the children's nursery...because he must have been 6'5" and slightly overweight. Naomi called him Dave. Dave was a very large man. Mary proceed to walk in front of me slowly because she was using her walker. She also spoke to Dave, and as we walked ahead, I heard some conversation between Dave, Naomi and some other people who had been standing there. The conversation was something about smelling...and I didn't pay much attention. I continued to walk behind Mary who is also a large tall woman and I didn't attempt to go around her as I was also walking slowly with my cane because of my pain. Suddenly I was aware of something or someone right behind my right shoulder leaning down with his nose practically on my neck, pulling in his breath like he was smelling my neck. This startled me and I turned my head around quickly almost bumping faces with Dave who was bent forward still attempting to hold his nose close to my neck. He commented loudly to the others walking along behind him, "Here it is...here is what I was smelling....," and to me he said with an apologetic giggle, "You smell lucious, what is that scent you are wearing?" I stopped and turned to look up, up and more up to Daves face. I giggled nervously and commented in a reticent voice, "You scared me somewhat, I didn't expect anyone to be that close by my shoulder," still giggling nervously as Dave apologized saying he didn't mean to startle me, he was leaning to see if that lovely scent was coming from me," and he laughed, then asked me again to tell him what perfume I was wearing. I said to him that I was flattered that he liked it and informed him politely that it was Organza by Givenchy. We laughed together as he repeated the compliment that it was a lovely scent and he liked it very much. I immediately thought to myself and said out loud rather embarrassed, "I didn't realize I put so much on that it was still emanating the scent." "I didn't know others could still smell it." The small crowd that was around us all laughed and Dave and I laughed with them, chatting all the way to the exit. I mentioned to everyone that this funny incident was surely one way to make new friends. I explained that I was a guest at the church attending the Bible Study; that I belonged to the sister church at the Matlock Road location. Then I saw my friend Diane waiting in her car for me, as she was driving me home. I hobbled to the car and climbed in, telling her I had something odd but funny to tell her on our drive to my home. We laughed together about it and she said jokingly to me to be careful from now on...that could probably be a good way to pick up men. That's another problem altogether that I don't need in my life. I learned a good lesson that day about wearing too much perfume. One could never know what could happen. I sure didn't expect all that excitement following a messed up elevator ride. Funny morning, I thought to myself as I shut the car door. I saw my husband Jack coming out to greet me and carry my books into the house for me and I wondered to myself if I should tell him of the incident. Nope, I decided to myself....I've had enough trouble for one day. I'll just keep this compliment to myself and think about it when I need a good laugh and a lift in my spirit. It really is nice to receive compliments from a strange person. I wonder what God thought of all that?
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