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Twins Livy and DeeDee McCreary share everything—deep secrets, faith in the Lord, and DNA. Both are married to the husbands of their dreams, and are sharing the adventure of pregnancy together. But their joy is shattered after a routine checkup reveals something amiss. Will the babies be healthy and normal, or will their dreams be dashed?
Troubles multiply when their father, the once-famous Declan Decker, receives threats from an unknown blackmailer who appears bent on tormenting him. Who is Decker’s enemy, and what secret from Decker’s youth connects him to his nemesis?
Found half-dead in a city park, Decker is unable to speak or explain how he got there. Scared, Livy and DeeDee delve into their father’s past and continue to seek answers to their unborn babies’ mysterious lack of growth. But what if the answers threaten all they hold dear?
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Do you get frustrated at the “ugly” side of yourself that parenting always seems to bring out?
Kelly Balarie of PurposefulFaith.com encourages us to let God change us from the inside out:
I feel convicted. It is easy to read God’s word and to say, “Yep, that thing right there is what I need to do…”. Yet it is quite another thing to do it. It is easy to develop a three-step plan for improvement, but it is hard to see it through. It is easy to remind yourself of all the ways you really need to change. And then to never find change.
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Hi friends! I’m excited to announce my latest release is available on Amazon. Paint the Desert is Book II in my Golden State Trilogy, and I’m hosting a launch party this week, including chances to win a free copy. Click on this link to learn more.
When violence visits an ordinary college campus one day in San Rafael, California, it threatens to shatter a community, and a family, in its aftermath.
Newlyweds Jon and Meg Paulson are honeymooning in Hawaii when they receive the news that Meg’s son Richard was seriously injured in a seemingly random school shooting. When they return home, they find him in a deep coma, with the doctors uncertain if he will ever recover. Meg struggles to find answers and to understand why God allowed this to happen.
With the investigation into the shooter’s motives ongoing, Meg seeks support from a local grief group, where she finds that helping another grief-stricken mother helps speed her own journey from despair to hope. But her distress is creating strain in her brand-new marriage. She also finds herself at odds with her daughter when Linzee’s gun control activism pits her against her own mother.
Meanwhile, Linzee fears the new man in her life will find out the one thing from her past she never wants him to know. Can she give her fear over to God and open her heart to love?
I call it the nothing box. That’s where my Ex lives most of the time since we’ve been separated and now divorced. Have you ever heard of the nothing box?
Well, I call it the nothing box because he simply went away, physically, mentally, emotionally, verbally, psychologically. It’s like he put himself in a box where nothing happens, nothing seems touch him and there is little or no response from him.
I get it that we all need down time, private time to just mellow out. But to LIVE THERE incessantly? To not respond to your divorce lawyer? To your children? To your family? To your friends? I get it that he doesn’t want to respond to me sometimes. I understand that part. But when you tend to live in the nothing box, there’s a problem of epic proportions.
I’m sorry, but I’m tired of emails that don’t get answered…
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I was excited to happen upon this article today, seeing as I have felt compelled to address “hot-topic” issues in my fiction. Since I began my first book in 2013, I’ve written about gay marriage, school shootings, divorce among Christians — mostly issues that we didn’t have to face twenty, thirty years ago. (Click on My Books above to read in more detail.)
Now it seems more authors are brave enough to explore this uncharted territory. And someone even came up with a name for it – Contemporary Realism.
Gotta love it!
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FROM THE BLOG OF DR. NORA VOLKOW, EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR
NATIONAL INSTITUTE ON DRUG ABUSE
October 25, 2017
The brain adapts and responds to the environments and conditions in which a person lives. When we speak of addiction as a chronic disorder of the brain, it thus includes an understanding that some individuals are more susceptible to drug use and addiction than others, not only because of genetic factors but also because of stress and a host of other environmental and social factors in their lives that have made them more vulnerable.
Opioid addiction is often described as an “equal opportunity” problem that can afflict people from all races and walks of life, but while true enough, this obscures the fact that the opioid crisis has particularly affected some of the poorest regions of the country, such as Appalachia, and that people living in poverty are especially at risk for…
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Today’s post features one of my favorite Christian songs from the last few years…My Story by Big Daddy Weave. What makes this song special is how personal it is, and how focused on Jesus, not self. Then it ends with a fragment from that classic hymn, Blessed Assurance: “This is my story, This is my song; praising my Savior all the day long.”
Ever since I got divorced (and even before that official decree), I was mostly a single parent even though I was married. Let’s face it, as the kids got older, it was more me than him because I was home and he traveled for work at times. Then, when he disconnected, it was just me.
I’ve gotten used to it, as parenting is a joy for me and I love being Momma Bear to my kids. But there are times now, that when something goes wrong, there’s no spouse to turn to because if you’ve been following my posts, you know that he’s vacated the parenting piece, much to the kids and my disappointment.
So the other day, I had a little issue with one of the kids. It was a minor thing, but I needed clarification. I needed to bounce the subject off on someone else, to vent a…
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