Wednesday, July 23, 2014



I have finished Every Bitter Thing is Sweet by Sara Hagerty.
I'm still reading Sister Betty Says I Do by Pat G'orge Walker. I'm also reading The Spark And The Drive by Wayne Harrison. 

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Every Bitter Thing Is Sweet by Sara Hagerty

Some times our children may seem too noisy. As they grow older, they seem to pick the wrong date over and over again. Through these rough days, there are times when we forget the wonder of having conceived and birthed a child. Sara Hagerty helped me regain the right perspective. Our children are gifts from God. Their childhood terrors or adult terrors are never enough to make me feel ungrateful for these living gifts especially when thinking of Sara Hagerty and her husband and many others like this couple who find difficulty in conceiving a child is to be their cross in this life. 

This couple was willing to wait over ten years, willing to travel to Ethiopia, Africa in order to fight for the right to adopt children. Sara Hagerty learned many spiritual lessons during this time. Once they get the children the lessons don't stop. God continues to speak to her and she continues to speak back to God. Finally, the lesson learned is that in the place of  hunger is where she finds Jesus, His intimacy, every time. 

At times Everything Bitter is Sweet seemed overly poetic or formal. This made the message a bit vague. Otherwise, the lesson discovered is simple and beautiful and meaningful. "Every Bitter Thing is Sweet." (Zondervan/Netgalley)

Sunday, July 20, 2014

It's Monday! What Are You Reading?

I finished Elizabeth Bourne's A Fickle Wind. I received it as a review copy from the Cadence Group. Now I'm reading Sister Betty Says I Do by Pat G'orge Walker. Her books make me laugh so hard. I don't see how it's possible to read one without laughing.Also reading, The Spark And The Drive by Wayne Harrison. I won this one from the Bookreporter.  At first, I felt frustrated. I know nothing about cars. For me, car language is like Heiroglyphics.  The plot is good. Hope to put a dent in When Camels Fly by NLB HORTON. I love the cover of this one.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

First Chapter, First Paragraph
"It was only a duck pond, out at the back of the farm. It wasn't very big. Lettie Hempstock said it was an ocean, but I knew that was silly. She said they'd come here across the ocean from the old country."

Teaser Tuesday
"Nobody came to my seventh birthday party.
There was a table laid with jellies and trifles, with a party hat beside each place, and a birthday cake with seven candles on it in the center of the table. The cake had a book drawn on it, in icing . My mother, who had organized the party, told me that the lady at the bakery said that they had never put a book on a birthday cake before, and that mostly for boys it was footballs or spaceships. I was their first book."

A Fickle Wind by Elizabeth Bourne

In this one novel I have traveled to so many places: England, Canada, parts of California. I especially enjoyed the author, Elizabeth Bourne's travels and move to California. She had friends in Carmel, San Francisco and she built a home in Silicon Valley for a couple to buy. A Fickle Wind by Elizabeth Bourne is filled with the usual life all of us live: marriage misunderstandings, in-law problems, parental problems and our struggles with where and how we want to make a living for the rest of our lives.  The problems we face are like fickle winds: unpredictable, confusing and miserable. This does not mean Elizabeth Bourne led a life of unhappiness. She is the type of woman who knows how to grasp hold of the wheel of a sail boat and hold on for dear life. She isn't going to let life just sweep her to and fro without a time out to look at her map again and gain a new perspective if necessary. She is a graceful and strong woman.

This is one of the important lessons I discovered while reading A Fickle Wind by Elizabeth Bourne. Yes, there are battles to confront in our lives. Those conflicts no matter how bloody don't have to pull us under if we are willing to seize our happiness along the way. It was quite interesting to read about her marriage to a Jewish man. His family was totally against he and Elizabeth marrying. However, Elizabeth wanted the marriage. So, she married him. There are many instances like this one. She struggled with her mother's personality all of her life. She didn't allow that situation to overcome her. She moved from her hometown in England. She found a more forgiving and happier atmosphere in Canada, Toronto. From time to time she would go back to   England to see her parents. She had a tender and special love for her father. She never did make England her home again. From Canada, she went to live on the East Coast. 

Later in the novel, Elizabeth Bourne writes that relationships are very important. It is relationships where we can completely lose touch with ourselves or find ourselves. It must be recognized that relationships need tending and nurturing like a well groomed garden or the weeds of malice and misfortune will take us over. One of her marriages is very interesting because during counseling she learns about personality disorders. She knew this husband was odd. He would leave her unattended at parties, not help her get out of a car, continuously talk about himself.  She found out he suffered from Narcissism. That fact couldn't be swept under the rug. She also learned there is no drug treatment for personality disorders. 

The whole novel feels like an autobiography. She writes earlier in the book that truth is mixed with fiction in the book. The whole novel is about war strategy on the stage called life. Is it time to move forward? Is it time to stand still? Is it time to do something outrageously new? Whatever, it is always best  to keep a eye peeled for the wild and unexpected times in life's journey. 

I especially loved  that whatever she was going through Elizabeth Bourne made time for friendships. She kept the same friends for years and years. Many times those same people were there to help her over a hump in the road. I now think life without trusted friends is like going out to battle without your rifle and helmet. Friends are necessary, and on the worse days they are fun.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Book Beginnings

"When I was in preschool, I had a teacher named Starlily. She wore rainbow tie-dyed dresses and was always bringing in cookies that were made with granola and flax and had no taste."