Showing posts with label #texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #texas. Show all posts

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Tangible Reminders of Victory

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!
                                                      Philippians 4:4 NIV            



Tangible reminders of God's power shows proof of the need for rejoicing.  Remembering our victories sets our hearts to beating, and rids our minds of defeatism.

I began losing weight God's way in 1993. To lose ninety-five pounds took me nearly three years. Maintaining weight loss is difficult. Year by year, month by month, day by day, facts validate what was accomplished.

I bought a pair of red shorts. They were several sizes
too
My favorite red shorts
small. I loved them. They had pockets and were tailored, but long on my leg. (I won't wear short shorts)
 I lost several sizes and first wore the red shorts to Six Flags in Arlington, Texas. I was ecstatic.

I continue to wear them occasionally though now they're rather faded. Every time I put them on, I slip my fingers in my loose waistline, and give praise to the Lord for His help to reach that size.


My size 201/2 on me now





My husband's business functions required new evening wear once a year. I began with one outfit size 24 1/2. I lost two dress sizes, gave my original dress to a friend's daughter, and bought a size 20 1/2. Every year or two, I purchased a smaller evening dress to wear to realtor banquets or church Valentine dinners. I keep the largest to remind me of when I was heavy. All the others I gave away.



Tangible reminders of victory are invaluable to keep us rejoicing, praising God, and keeping our thoughts on target. I have several pictures of when I weighed 250 lbs. I carry one in my wallet. I have a 11 by 14 family picture on my wall that reinforces God's power in my life.

I have a coin that says "One day at a time." It's encouraging.

What do you keep that reminds you of victory with Jesus?

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Caprock

Since my post last Saturday, I've had questions about what is the caprock? Anyone living in the northern half of Texas knows all about it.

I'm in awe of God's creation. Writing with God's Hope blog viewers from all over the world might extol the beauty near where they live. Some live in the mountains, and some by the seashore, but despite where we live, God placed breath-taking sights everywhere. I live in Wichita Falls, Texas on the North Texas plains. Our biggest claim to beauty is gorgeous sunsets.


a view from our back patio
When we drive about an hour and a half northwest, we come to another wonder, the Texas' Caprock. Weathermen watch the Caprock for accuracy in their predictions. Storms dissipate. Intensity increases. Fronts head in a new direction after they cross the Caprock.


What is the definition of a cap rock?
 A cap rock is a harder, more resistant rock type that overlies a weaker, less resistant rock type. Usually especially in Texas, this traps oil, natural gas, or water, keeping it from rising to the surface, and thereby creating a reservoir of the resource.

The erosion of our Caprock formed 1 -2 million years ago before the USA came into existence or the land was known as Texas. It stretches from the Texas Panhandle to Central Texas and separates high plains from low plains.

Grandchildren climbing near the bottom of Palo Duro




Our Caprock forms canyons such as the deep Palo Dura Canyon near Amarillo. This is a beautiful place. Find out more about it at:
http://palodurocanyon.com/


My husband, me, & a grandson looking over Palo Dura












Find more about the history of the Caprock at:

https://tshaonline.org/handbook/online/articles/rxc01



Caprock State Park falls halfway between Lubbock and Amarillo (about 2 hours from each) For more info, check here:
http://tpwd.texas.gov/state-parks/caprock-canyons


God gives beauty in all settings. I thank Him for His mighty creations. Nothing was created without Him.


the part of the Caprock nearest Wichita Falls

Did you find Wichita Falls on the Texas map?


What is the most beautiful thing that your area is known for?


Saturday, August 20, 2016

God is Always Awake

A couple of nights ago, I suffered restless leg syndrome all night long. I finally slept about an hour and a half. I usually sleep well. My hubby was dozing away. I couldn't even sit. I stood most of the night

  Night is a lonely time when you're awake. Everyone is asleep or on their jobs. You can't call anyone for encouragement. It's not safe to go running around town by yourself. So, I walked back and forth. I stood and swayed to the tempo in my head.

  Most of all, I prayed. Praise God. He's never asleep. I could talk with Him about anything. He created me, so He knows all about my troublesome aches and pains. It's a great time to intercede for your children, your friends, and your church.

  I didn't like having that fitful night, but God used it for good.

  When a restless night ends, it's like dawn over our world.
 
Dawn over North Texas Caprock



He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.  Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. 
                                    Psalm 121: 3-4 KJV
 
 
I love the quote: Why lay awake worrying? Give the job to the Lord. He'll be awake anyway.


Saturday, May 28, 2016

An Easy Summertime Meal

In North Texas, it's been hot this week. We're wetter than usual. Praise God! But, when the days reach the upper 80s and lower 90s and the humidity is high with the constant threat of thunderstorms, it's uncomfortable.

With summertime comes the need to keep the oven off if at all possible. We grill outside some, but I'm always looking for meals that cool me, don't heat the house, and that tastes good.

Salads are the perfect answer, but my husband detests salad of any kind except this one. Thank you, Jesus. Charles loves this meal almost as much as I do, and it meets the criteria.

1. Cools me to eat it
2. Doesn't heat the house much
3. Tastes wonderful
and of course,
4. My husband will eat it.
also for a recovering compulsive overeater like myself,
5. It's light and healthy.


Taco Salad
 
 
1 pound ground 93% lean white turkey
My dinner last night
Cooking oil spray
1 packet McCormick mild taco seasoning
3/4 cup water
shredded lettuce
diced tomatoes
4-5 jalapeno pepper slices
1 oz. Tostadas multi-grain chips
2 T. shredded 2% pepper jack cheese
2 T. light sour cream
salsa to taste
 
 
Spray a skillet with cooking spray.
Chop up the meat into the skillet and cook until browned.
Stir in seasoning packet and water.
Cook over low heat for 10 minutes to blend flavors.
 
Set out all the other ingredients on the table.
Each person should have a big, open bowl instead of a plate.
Now, each is free to add all or some of the ingredients as they desire.
 
Serves 4
 
If you follow the Weight Watcher plan, this recipe is 11 pointsplus.
 
Changes you can make:
McCormick has a regular and a mild seasoning packet.
 
Why McCormick? It doesn't have to be, but it was the only one I found that listed sugar as the 10th ingredient. Some have it 2nd. Read the label.
 
Lucerne, and other cheese makers, offer Mexican blend cheese, or you might find and prefer a fat free cheese to lower points.
 
Why Tostados multi-grain chips?
I like them. They're only 3 pointsplus for an ounce. If you find others tortilla chips that are comparable, super.
 
If you prefer, lean ground beef can be substituted for turkey.
 
 
Well, this is my easy, healthy, summertime meal. What's yours?



Saturday, April 23, 2016

God Loves Diversity. God Loves Me

     My husband and I love to travel, often taking our travel trailer to sites of beauty. I would rather see God’s creation than all the shows or nightlife available. It’s not that the other is wrong, but nature is my preference. My travels demonstrate insights into God's personality.



Utah's crazy colored rock formations
1.     God loves color in all things.

 

A couple of years ago, we drove through Canyonlands and Arches National Park near Moab, Utah. Even the rocks here come in red, green, and purple. A writer’s mind asks the question what if. If aliens did come from other planets, would they be chartreuse or turquoise?

 

2.     God loves different elevations.
 

Grand Tetons
 
from my back yard

 







On that same trip, the Grand Tetons wowed us with their stark climb to heaven, while in my hometown of Wichita Falls, the North Texas plain stretches for miles without much up and down. That makes for God’s use of color in sunsets to be enjoyed.

 








3.     God loves multiple flowers and trees.


Willow Loop between Johnson City and Fredericksburg
 

Earlier this month, our RV headed to the hill country of Central Texas, known for bluebonnets in the spring. My heart rejoiced at the beauty of many varieties of wildflowers. How God must love them! Central Texas abounds with more trees than we have at home, but it was on the coast at Goose Island State Park that God used a tree to impress me with the shortness of our lives. The Big Tree is a live oak known to be over a thousand years old. Wow! 

The 1000 year old big tree

4.     God loves water.



To me, watching water brings peace and tranquility unlike anything else on earth. Rivers, lakes, and creeks ripple along with continued precision despite my troubles or anxiety. My recent trip to Corpus Christi, Texas reminded me of God’s love of water. Never-ending ocean waves demonstrated God’s power and majesty. My heart pounded with the need for worship.
 
  5. God loves me.

 
Have you ever people-watched? Sit at a mall or on a beach and notice the different shapes, features, and colors. God created Adam and Eve much like any human on earth. We have two legs that stand upright, two arms, a mouth, and two eyes and ears, but isn’t it amazing how that basic outline can look so different? God loves diversity. He loved me at two hundred fifty pounds. He loves me now at one hundred forty-seven and seventy-three years old with more wrinkles than curls. Blessed is the name of the Lord.

 
 

For God so loved the world (people) that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

                        John 3:16

 

God gave His only Son to die on the cross for whosoever (anyone). That means me! How tiny a speck I am among the vast creations of the Lord. What amazing grace and love does He show me every day.

 
God love me, and God loves you.

Let that thought wander through your mind this weekend. Let it settle in your heart and stabilize your life.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Spring

     In two days, spring officially arrives. This hasn't been too bad a winter around North Texas. Still I long for spring's new beginnings. Winter strips green from trees. Our lawns are dull and brown. Plants wither and die.

   God is the author of new beginnings. Each spring He provides an example of His mercy and grace in the form of the newness of life. With God, we become new creations, get second chances, and sing new songs.

   Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
                                 2 Corinthians 5:17


   His mercies are new every morning.
                                 Lamentations 3:23 

    He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God
                                    Psalm 40:3 NIV



From this:
our dead oleander           

To this:




Texas is alive with red buds & Bradord pear trees.

Thank you, Lord, for spring.


Saturday, August 1, 2015

Discover Your Why

Our walk with Christ is less sprint, more marathon. It's been said the completion of a long journey begins with the first step. Yes, it does, but unless we take steps number two, or two hundred, or two thousand, we still won't reach our goal.

Passion flower in our Wichita Falls back yard.
Traveling from our home in Wichita Falls, Texas to our daughter's home in Aurora, Colorado, we drive about 700 miles. Excitement moves us along. We can't wait to see her and our son-in-law.
View from Colorado Springs
When we reach Colorado Springs, we know we only have about an hour and a half until we arrive. Our hearts beat faster. We press on. We're nearly there.


What if we stopped in Colorado Springs?

After all, we've traveled most of the way. Very admirable. My back and legs ache from making such a long drive. The biggest sacrifice has been made. Only a short way left to go.

But -
I don't rejoice.
I never see my daughter.
So close, and yet, so far.

We have friends that gave their hearts to God at an early age. They sacrificed and worked tirelessly for Christ for years. Now in their late sixties, they've quit church desiring instead to frequent casinos and bowling halls. Now, I can't judge their hearts, but the Bible tells me I can judge their fruits. I grieve over what I see. So near, and yet so far. I pray they complete their walk with God.


My hubby & daughter walking the dogs in Aurora, Colorado
Most of my adult life revealed a story of weight loss/weight gain over and over until the last few years. Many times I reached the Colorado Springs point in my journey. I felt better. I had more energy. I was nearly at my goal.

But, I would get lazy, or think I knew what to do. My strong self will sent me on the rest of my walk by myself. I faltered. I froze. I failed. I stopped losing. I began to gain. The cycle began again.

A few times, I reached my goal. Yeah! One time, on the day I reached goal, I celebrated at a restaurant with steak, a loaded baked potato, rolls, and a big serving of Baked Alaska. Wow! The next day the scale showed a gain of seven pounds. I mentally pummeled my mind. I was a failure. I couldn't keep off the weight. I regained it all, plus more. I stayed in Colorado Springs and never made it to Aurora.



let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time, we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
                                                                    Galatians 6:9  NIV



God taught me to always discover my why when I was tempted to stop.


What made you, in the first place, fall at the foot of the cross?
Why did you want to lose weight and stay slimmer?
Why did you feel led to teach that class, or sing in the choir, or witness to _____?

What is your why  for wanting that goal?
                                
If you're at Colorado Springs (just reached your goal weight or are nearly there)(or maybe began a walk with Christ and are considering turning back), don't give up. Drive all the way to Aurora and stay there with God's help.

Recall your why.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Are You Like Texas or Colorado?

      We just returned from a wonderful trip to Aurora, Colorado to visit our daughter. Most of you know I'm a native born Texas, originally from Dallas, but I now live in Wichita Falls. Many contrasts exist between the two states. I love both places.

    On this trip, one difference I noted was the lakes. Both states glisten with gorgeous bodies of water that refresh and renew our minds with their glory.

     We live near Possum Kingdom Lake, weaving between where the Palo Pinto Hills begin in North Texas, spilling into the Brazos River of Central Texas.



High cliffs border Possum Kingdom Lake


    How blessed we are that our Texas drought is over, and this lake is full and inviting again. It's known by its huge shoreline and extreme depths. Though beautiful and big, it's many miles from other lakes.

     A few days ago, we drove across the area west of Denver through the Platte River basin. Though small and shallow, one lake followed another within two to three miles. Towns often dam the rapidly-flowing rivers to make lakes.

Charles & I at Evergreen Lake near Denver

 
     Those lakes set me to thinking about the differences in our spiritual walk. Do you go from one high to another with small but plentiful refillings from the Holy Spirit? Or, does one revival strike you deeply and last for months or years without a recharge?

     I asked Jesus to come into my heart at age seven. I received the baptism of the Holy Ghost when I was in college. My spiritual walk is touched by experiences, often far apart, that pump me up to last for years. Yes, I must pray and talk with God daily, but I drift long times between His special touches. Is that the best way? I don't know. What do you think?


Is your spiritual walk more like Texas or Colorado?


 

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

PEACE

“If you do this, you will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will keep your thoughts and your hearts quiet and at rest as you trust in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:7 New Recovery Bible

 
Blue after the storm while we were in Kerrville, TX.

 
     Peace, ah, how we long for it in this busy age with the devil free to roam the earth and send forth unrest and turmoil. A lack of peace affects our entire life, but never more than when we're out of the will of God. If we don't submit one area of our lives to Him, the whole person suffers.
 
     God prepared a place in man's heart meant for worship of our Creator. When we fill that hole with anything else, there is bondage, there is captivity, there is NO PEACE.
 
     Over a four year period, God gave me 365 devotions in Divine Dining. I read them daily for my own encouragement and am amazed at His Words that once flew through my fingers on the keyboard. On May 3, I read this devotion.
   

     Recovery is a process. Many times we live for years in denial. We want freedom to do what we prefer. Because we’re adults and work hard, we think we should control our own destiny—with God’s help, of course.

 

     That’s the way I felt. I had freedom. I ate what I wanted; donuts in the morning at work and Reese’s candy stashed to eat whenever I was home, and no one was watching. Yeah, I controlled my destiny, all right.

 

     But, I had no peace.

 

     God’s peace is worth whatever we have to pay.

 

     For me, I had to give up forever some treats I loved. I had to give up the concept that I was free to do as I pleased. Anything I decided to eat, I had to eat it while others watched. I had to stop being secretive. The sinner lives in shadows.

 

     God’s peace keeps your heart at rest. We don’t know how to accept it and utilize it, but through the recovery time, God teaches us. Give up the selfishness. Reach for the peace.

Prayer: Teach me what I need to learn about your peace today.

 
 
 
If you have no peace, search your heart. Is God in control? Is every area of your life submitted to His will, or do you keep back in the shadows a small part? For you, it could be spending more money than you make, a bad relationship, or a critical attitude, but ask God to illuminate your weakness.

Peace is worth whatever you have to pay.

 

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Are You Blooming?

The last couple days, I've been struggling with low self esteem, again. During my days of binge-eating and compulsive emotional outbursts, my self-hate videos ran non-stop. After God healed me emotionally, I gradually lost ninety-five pounds, and my self confidence bounded into a new creature.

 
Blooming in the Cacti Patch


How discouraging at times when, after years since that healing, I slip back into a negative pattern. It begins with thoughts like, "How stupid can I be," and "Me and my big mouth messed up again, or "I can't do anything right."

Jesus is our example. He counteracted temptation with God's Word, so yesterday, I began quoting such things as:

I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Marvelous are Your works.    Psalm 139:14 NKJV


 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come:  The old has gone, the new is here. 
                            2 Corinthians 5:17 NIV

Blooming in the Valley

My hubby and I and good friends took our travel trailers to the Texas hill country this month. The bluebonnets were prettier than I'd seen them in many years. Because of this, I was reminded today of a quote I heard somewhere.


"Bloom wherever you're planted."

Blooming by the Roadside



Where are you planted at this moment?

By the roadside?
In the cacti patch?
In the valley?







A sweet online friend, Gail Kittleson, uses a tagline for her writing that I love.



               Dare to Bloom


Just as God planted these bluebonnets in unlikely places along a lonely road, God in us makes something beautiful.


Are you blooming where God has placed you right now? I'm working on it.


Wednesday, March 18, 2015

The Lady by the Lake

All my life, I've heard stories told about a ghost appearing around White Rock Lake. The lake is a small body of water bound on all sides by commercial and residential properties in North Dallas. Sail boats dot the blue waters especially on a pretty Sunday afternoon. My husband and I lived blocks from there when our oldest daughter was young, and we hadn't yet had the two younger girls. Trees circle the lake. It's one of Dallas' most scenic areas.

This ghost story has many versions, but they always include a young woman in a white evening gown. She is dripping wet and asks to be taken home. Somewhere along the way while they drive this young lady to her destination, she disappears. The story dates back to at least the 1930s. In 1943, it was printed in the Texas Folklore Society's newsletter.


For more information on the Lady by the Lake, go to:
http://www.watermelon-kid.com/places/wrl/lore/ghost.htm


This lady is believed to have been a warning to people driving on the road around the lake when they're inching too closely to the water's edge. Some claim stopping for her saved them from plunging into the depths themselves. This will usually happen on nights with a full moon.

By the way, a full moon is due on April 4, so if you're in Dallas on that day, be careful if you cruise around White Rock Lake.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

My Valentine Story

     A new high school opened in Dallas, Texas. They named it Justin F. Kimball and drew students from two other high schools. Where I lived was designated to transfer to the new school. I was mad. I had made the drill team for my high school, but now I wouldn't get to participate. I would go to the new school. The only bright spot was that they took no seniors. With my upcoming year being my junior year, I was part of the top class at Kimball. That was fun.

     While sitting in my biology class, I heard tales of a boy named Charlie Brown. The song, "He's a clown, that Charlie Brown" was popular at the time. How neat that one of our students had that name. Mrs. Kyle, my biology teacher, often talked about the boy's exploits. I caught on quickly that she really liked him.

     "Charlie Brown drives a chartreuse Ford. He and another boy raced down the street. Brown received the first ticket ever given in front of our new school." She told us this story one day.
 
     "I would like to meet that boy," I told my best friend.

     A new semester began. I strolled into English class. The teacher was Mrs. Moseley. She became my favorite because she liked me. To one side of the room sat a cluster of boys, laughing, whispering, and whistling like typical sixteen-year-old boys tend to do.

     I took a desk on the opposite side of the room and tried to keep from looking at this one boy. His blond hair lay in waves. His beautiful blue eyes were the color of the sky. His biceps bulged against his shirt when he picked up his books. Yeah, I had a hard time not staring. Then, I learned that this good-looking guy was Mrs. Kyle's Charlie Brown.

     During the next few weeks, every time I passed Charlie Brown in the hall, he nodded, keeping a serious expression and said, "Hello, Janet."

     Others waved, grinned, yelled, "hi," but only he remained serious and used the full address. I learned later that when I walked into that English class, Charlie Brown turned to his friend, pointed to me, and said, "I'm going to marry that girl."

     And, so he did. He and I were in the first graduating class of Kimball High School in Dallas. By that time, we had dated for over a year. He carried my books to class and saved all the red Life Saver candies for me. At the all night party after graduation, we broke up. I went to Bethany Nazarene College near Oklahoma City. Charles joined the navy and shipped off to San Diego, California.

    As happens if you're meant to be together, we reunited months later just before Charles left for Japan. When he returned, I took the vows to become Mrs. Charlie Brown.

 
     On this Valentine's Day, I salute the love of my life. He's been my sweetheart for 52 years. Since I've become a writer, he tells me he's still "carrying my books."

     What God puts together, let not man put asunder.

    
     I love you, Charlie Brown.


     That's my love story.


What's yours?
    

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Research on Guthrie, Oklahoma

It's Weird Wednesday again, and guess what? I find I need to take a trip north. Someone told me that Guthrie, Oklahoma had a ghost tour. My antenna went up.

Research takes a lot of an author's time. Even if we mostly avoid writing historical novels, like me, we can't avoid research. Even writing fiction requires research. What if someone reads your novel that knows all about that profession, or hobby, or setting? If it's inaccurate, that reader would close the book.

I wrote a YA ghost story, Victoria and the Ghost, that highlighted a real Texas ghost town, Clara. Soon, the sequel to that story, A Ghost for Shelley, will release. This book will tell about the ghost legend at the McKinney Performing Arts Center, which used to be the courthouse. It's in McKinney, Texas just north of Dallas. I began Weird Wednesday in anticipation of the new book.

So, I'm offering real ghost legends here on Wednesdays.

I researched Guthrie online and learned the following things:

1. Guthrie offers ghost tours throughout most of the year (weather permitting) every Friday and Saturday evenings.
    (Check)
2. Guthrie is 22 miles north of Oklahoma City just off I-35.
    (Check)
3. Guthrie came to be in one day.
     (Check - weird, yes, must investigate this)
4. Guests on the tour visit 6 -8 historic places.
     (Check)

Find Guthrie on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/Guthrie-Oklahoma/112280128788125

Yep, I figure Guthrie, Oklahoma is about 3 hours from me, so when the weather warms up (please, Lord, soon) I intend to go on a research trip. Who knows? A new ghost story might be on my horizon.

How about you? Anyone ever been to Guthrie?
Have you ever taken a ghost tour anywhere?


Saturday, January 17, 2015

Crystal L. Barnes Tells About Anthologies and Contests

Today, I've asked award-winning author, Crystal L. Barnes, to be my guest on "Writing with God's Hope" blog. With her new anthology releasing, I asked her to tell us what it's like to be part of an anthology and to also reveal something about how she reached this point in her writing. So, Crystal, take it away.
 
 
 
Howdy, folks! Congratulations, you get to be subjected to my first guest post! I'll try not to torture you overly much but no promises.  :) 

How many of you have ever entered a contest? 'Pert near all of us, I'd assume. Now how many of you can say you actually won something from said contest? I'm sure at least half of us had to drop our raised hands. :) Trust me, I know that feeling. Thus it was a wonderful surprise when I found out my very first attempt at writing a short story landed me a contract. (Okay, now that I think about it, I did have to write a couple in high school but that was years ago.) It was a miracle somebody didn't have to come pick me up off the floor or pull me down out of the rafters. 

My short story is called Husband Hunting (I just love fun titles, don't you?), and it's one of twelve short stories chosen to be featured in the Out of the Storm anthology. It's the tale of how a rancher borrows his love's wedding dress in one last effort to prevent her from marrying the wrong man. (Ever met a man that desperate or determined? Boy, howdy! Wouldn't that be something? :) )

Out of the Storm is a compilation of our favorite stories from the 2014 Storming the Short Story contest, hosted jointly by Chalfont House Publishing’s fiction imprint HopeSprings Books and Writers on the Storm (WOTS), The Woodlands, Texas affiliate of the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW). Writers submitted original stories around a theme, this year’s theme was storms, and the WOTS membership voted for the stories they liked best. Proceeds from the sale of this anthology go to a scholarship fund to help financially-strapped authors travel to the annual ACFW Conference, a dream for many.

I'm thrilled that my first story will be supporting such a worthy cause, and my work is getting to appear with a host of wonderful authors. Storms come to all our lives, and I love how much good God brings from them if we'll just let Him. I'm reminded of the verses from 1 Peter 4 I read just the other morning:
 
Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you: But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ's sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy.

It's a joy to know that our troubles, our storms, don't have to be the end. With our hearts anchored in Christ Jesus, we have a certain and joyous future assured for us in heaven. 

What joys are you looking forward to in heaven?

 
 
 
 
Crystal L. Barnes is an award-winning author, who also happens to be a born-n-raised Texan. She is an active member of American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), her local ACFW chapter, 19th Century Writers, and her local church. In 2012, she was a semifinalist in the ACFW Genesis contest.
She has a degree in Computing Science because she loves putting things into their proper place, and she enjoys writing because she gets to share her love of old-fashioned things and the Lord. When she's not writing or reading, Crystal enjoys knitting, sewing, or crocheting while watching old movies/sitcoms. I Love Lucy is one of her favorites. Find out more about Crystal at booksbybarnes.com or connect with her on Facebook, Google+, Goodreads, or Pinterest.
 
 
 
Thank you, Crystal, for sharing this. It's just the type post I love to have, filled with hope and the love of God. What encouragement that verse gives us since you are so right, there will be storms.
 
Good luck with the selling of Out of the Storm. It is a good cause. A lot of us might want to purchase it for that reason. I started with short stories myself, and I love them. A short reading for one sitting.
 
Any other short story writers out there?
 
 

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Ghost Legend?

Is there a ghost in Vernon, Texas?

 

Vernon is a city about fifty miles from my home in Wichita Falls. In the fall two years ago, our newspaper carried a story about the Vernon Ghost Tour and Folk Festival. That peeked my interest since my debut YA, Victoria and the Ghost had just released. The festival raised money for Vernon’s downtown reconstruction.

 

Now, it’s time to find a new ghost legend to build the last story in my YA ghost series around? And, I’m thinking Vernon would be super. Is there a ghost in Vernon?