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http://bookjourney.wordpress.com This week I finished Citizen by Rob Peabody. This book is Christian non-fiction. I'm still reading and enjoying Somewhere Safe With Somebody Good by Jan Karon. I am also reading The Girl Who Came Back To Life by Craig Staufenberg. This one is for a blog tour.  This one is called A FairyTale.

  This is a thought provoking nonfiction Christian book. From the very beginning the book took me down a new path because I had no idea what the author, Rob Peabody, meant by an "Alternative Kingdom. Citizen by Rob Peabody goes into great detail about the life of a true Christian. If you expect an exciting life as a Christian, your role will  go farther  beyond sitting in a pew on a chosen worship day. It goes beyond a moral compass of striving to keep the law in a lawless society. It's more than not stealing, not killing, not coveting your neighbor's belongings or not ever have cursed out your neighbor's dog for parking too loudly on the week night before you have to go to work. Also, it's more than saying "yes, I'm saved. My everlasting home is in Heaven with Jesus. Amen. Rob Peabody gives himself and his family as a concrete example. They left all their material possessions and went to London to do Missionary work. Examples of the people Rob

http://bermudaonion.net "They can write and talk all they like about Chartres Cathedral's high-flying feats of Gothic - the rib vaults, the gravity, the fenestration - but what caught my delight that morning was the peace of the youthful day, the blue hues of semi-darkness, the sound of our footsteps on the original medieval floor." 1. Fenestration the arrangement, proportioning, and design of windows and doors in a building. http://merriam-webster.com 2. Gothic Gothic architecture is a style of architecture that flourished during the high and late medieval period . It evolved from Romanesque architecture and was succeeded by Renaissance architecture . Originating in 12th-century France and lasting into the 16th century, Gothic architecture was known during the period as Opus Francigenum ("French work") with the term Gothic first appearing during the latter part of the Renaissance . Its characteristics include the pointed arch , the ribbed vault an

http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com "She didn't see him, so he let her browse. Book browsing had its own set of rules, of course. It was a contemplative pursuit, and he was trying to learn when to reel in a paying customer and when to reel out...Two hours later, Irene McGraw was still sitting on the floor in the Children's section, books strewn about in a bright sea of color. For the first time since he'd known her, she appeared...what? Relaxed. Comfortable."

I finished The Autobiography of An Ex-Colored Man by John Weldon Johnson. Also finished Jasmine Skies by Sita Brahmachari. Now, I want to get well into Somewhere Safe With Somebody Good by Jan Karon. Also, want to continue with What I Know For Sure by Oprah Winfrey. It has one of those pretty silken marks. Mine is like golden bronze. I wish all books had those pretty attached bookmarks. http://bookjourney.wordpress.com

No matter how far away people live or travel from one another they remain connected to one another. Our past, our present and our future seem to fight against the idea that people should remain apart from one another to build a tiny more personal world with people like themselves. When Mira travels from America to India to visit her Indian relatives, she feels an immediate connection. She feels the keen desire to flow backward into the pasts of her loved ones who seem no longer close to one another. So she secretly takes a bundle of her mother's letters from a relative, Anjali., all the way to India with her. Although she stays with her super energetic cousin, Priya, she feels an immediate moment by moment connection to Janu. He seems her soul mate. Janu seems more like the old India while Priya is definitely a part of modern India with her short, pink spiked hair and her lack of desire to wear a sari. Priya kept me grounded through the novel. Perhaps, she kept Mira grounded

This is a Negro man's narrative. It's about his desire to succeed in a society where the color of the skin is more important than honesty or any other character value of life. As he journeys through life from the North to the South in the United States, he faces a hard dilemma. Should he choose to help his Negro brother fight a struggle to prove himself human and intelligent, or should he fight only for himself by making money, owning power and societal connections? He can always say the choice was made for the good of his family. When he sees a man burnt alive, he changes his name and grows a mustache. Then, he goes back to New York. to make his living. The autobiography is brilliantly put together whether you choose to despise this man or choose to believe he was what he was, a flawed man who made decisions that seemed right at the time for him. In the end, it's a whole society being examined on the glass slide under the microscope and not the

Magpies are birds of http://www.bermudaonion.net the corvidae family, including the black and white Eurasian magpie, which is one of the few animal species known to be able to recognize itself in a mirror test. "All I can think of is how embarrassing it would be if Janu came back to find me in his room. I'd feel like a magpie stealing into his nest."

"This was the house of your grandfather and your greatgrandparents," says Janu. "I come here sometimes to look at the carving on the door. The finest example in this area. I study it and try to make my own carving beautiful like this." The tears well up with no warning. To be standing outside the house where Granddad used to live is the weirdest sensation. A bit of me is happy that he never saw the house in this state, so he could keep his memories just as they were. But, for me, this crumbling house is still holding on to the stories that once happened inside it--like the building is guarding the secrets of the past." http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com

"The Irish breakfast--more properly, a resplendent banquet on a plate--was the culprit. He had tried to restrict himself to three such repasts during their stay in County Sligo, but ended up devouring seven, two of them out of view of his wife. He didn't know about Saint Paul, but the grim baggage of diabetes was definitely this cleric's thorn. http://www.bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com

This is a lovely book for children. The cover is bright blue with a boy and girl jumping rope. I like the painting. The painting will relax a child who might feel afraid of prayer. He or she can relate prayer to playfulness and lightheartedness. It will help them know God is not an old, old, mean God up in Heaven  who likes for them to get scolded or get a spanking or a time-out. Each prayer is a delight to read. The prayers are about broken toys, baby brothers, bad moods and daddies who work long hours. This is only a few of the prayer themes. There are so many types of prayers in this small book. Candle Prayers for Kids by Claire Freedman will help a child know that there is nothing wrong with their feelings. The book also helps a child to see that there is something positive to do with their negative feelings. They don't have to feel ashamed or guilty. Candle Prayers for Kids also helps a child learn to praise God and say thank you God. This small book also is a way to t

"A tall willowy blonde stood silently in the doorway to my office. She was wrapped, all six feet of her, in one striking color. Bright pink flip-flops with matching toenail polish. Hot pink jeans and jacket over a tiny pink bandeau. Shocking pink sailor's cap tipped at an angle above her white-blondbangs. How long had this vision of raspberry sherbet been standing there?" http://www.rosecityreader.blogspot.com

"Onstage, the dancers were doing all sorts of outrageous things with their fiery swords. By now they had two flaming knives each and were performing some intensely crazy maneuver where they placed one blazing knife in their mouth while jabbing and thrusting at each other with the other. The drums beat incessantly, pounding a furious rhythm. We all felt the heat of the fire each time a flaming knife swung by, as we were seated so close to the stage, and with just enough alcohol in one's blood, one could imagine one was on a primitive beach in ancient Samoa, enjoying a night out with the tribe." http://www.fredasvoice.com

Samosas http://www.bethfishreads.com/2014/09/weekend-cooking-my-drunk-kitchen-with.html Mmmmmmmm-- delicious samosas are being dropped into bubbling-hot oil. I open my window and the tempting smells hit my nostrils and travel down to my belly, which rumbles greedily. I realize I haven't eater for hours....." A samosa / s ə ˈ m oʊ s ə / or samoosa is a fried or baked pastry with savory filling, such as spiced potatoes , onions , peas , lentils and sometimes ground lamb, ground beef or ground chicken. They may or may not also contain pine nuts . The samosa originated in the Middle East (where it is known as sambosa [1] ) prior to the 10th century

Til the Well Runs Dry by Lauren Francis-Sharma is literary fiction with a punch. The novel takes place in Trinidad and also in America.The novel is about family. There is Farouk, the father, of Wesley, Patsy, Jacqueline and the baby girl. There is also the mother, Marcia Garcia. Farouk does not live with the family.  Marcia Garcia is with her children through thick and thin. However, when the seemingly most important and emotional event happens to her baby girl she is not there. Marcia Garcia does leave the best instructions she can with Jacqueline in case something unforeseeable happens in the family. This makes sense. Although Jacqueline is not the first born, she is always available to help her mother raise the family. Family roles can not be dictated. Patsy is the first born. She lives her life the way she wants to live it. Patsy is the first of the children to meet failure head-on, and she keep on going. Then, there is Wesley, the brother and son. He takes after Mama Marcia w

"I longed to see Las Cuevas beach and its calm surf, and longed to touch the golden-flowered poui trees that covered the landscape." thecaribbeancurrent.com/the-magnificent-poui-trees/

http://www.bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com "When you die, your spirit wakes in the frozen north, in the City of the Dead, and waits there until someone comes along to Send you to the next world by telling you a simple and heartfelt "Goodbye." This single word spoken by someone who loves you, releases your soul from this world and lets you finish your journey to the next life."

http:www.shouldbereading.wordpress.com "Sewing--once my very lifeline--was becoming intolerable. The fabric between my fingers, weighty. The pedal beneath my foot, oppressive. The thought of someone else wearing my labor, cutting. But worse than anything, sewing reminded me of my children. I didn't want to think about the children. When I bit the thread, I remembered how small Wesley's teeth had been when I had first taught him to twist and pull it. When I stitched the hem of a skirt, I couldn't help but think of Patsy, who pretended she hadn't learned sewing basics, but whose secret hemline stitches were no worse than mine." "David gave only one shake of his head. "His father died when he was real young. His mother passed away less than a year after Riley disappeared. She hadn't been sick a day in her life, but after he was gone...She died of congestive heart failure. "Broken heart." Mac glanced out the passenger side window

http://rosecityreader.blogspot.com "Yes," I said,my eyes fixed on the dead body. "Yes, it's him." I stared at the police woman, at her almond-shaped eyes and her slow-moving mouth. I swallowed and tried to clear a stubborn glob of phlegm from my throat. My heart stalled at a solid memory of my brother, Ashvin, laughing at the ceremony of my third marriage to a forty-year-old with rotting teeth and a bunch of rowdy kids."

http://www.fredasvoice.com  "Our individual stories may be different, but the sum of the journey we are making is greater than our individual stories."

I've recently finished Adultery by Paulo Coelho. Also finished Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. I'm currently reading ' Til The Well Runs Dry by Schama. Also reading Burial Rites by Hannah Kent. Both of these books are hard to put down. Next, need to get back to my Mystery Book Challenge . Have a cozy started that takes place in Hawaii. Also, I need to finish The Returned by Jason Mott. http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com

http://www.truebookaddict.com  I don't know whether he looks angry, sad or funny. I'll go with funny.

This is an inspiring true story about a family. Because of a devastating illness Jessica becomes the focus of the family. Jessica is hit with a very rare cancer. A tumor settles in her brain stem where there are million of nerves. Therefore, the tumor can not be cut out. It is inoperable. Erik Rees , Jessica's father, writes this story and allows us to follow a strong little girl as the diseases progresses. Jessica is eleven years old. She always thinks of others and not herself even during her illness. This is the message of the book, Jessica's message is to "Never Ever Give Up" no matter what battle you face here on earth. Keep hope before you. http://negu.org/

I enjoyed every page of Adultery by Paulo Coelho. I especially liked reading the novel from Linda's point of view. I also loved the setting, Geneva, Switzerland. I think the writing in the novel is exquisite. knopfdoubleday.com/book/243406/adulterio

"I think back to when we were at Interlaken the first time. Back then we stayed at a cheap hotel and hiked from one Lake to another, each time like we were discovering a new path. My husband was going to run that crazy marathon that has most of its route in the montains." myswitzerland.com/en-us/interlaken

"Love also wants results, although everyone insists, no, that the act of living justifies itself. Is that how it is? I should be walking through the Jardin Anglais , in my fur coat my husband bought when he went to Russia, looking around at the autumn, smiling up at the sky and saying; "I love you, and that's enough." Could that be true?" http://switzerland-geneva.com/attractions/jardinanglais.html