Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Disappointment and Discouragement

I read a devotional this morning that said discouragement and disappointment go hand in hand. When we are disappointed, discouragement soon follows. If you are struggling with either today, I hope these poems will be a blessing to you.

By Linda Rondeau

The expected unfulfilled
   Longing for the path denied
        The something unattainable
            Emptiness and sorrow mingled

Yet in that vacant spot
    God prepares His filling
         Now unknown but promised
             Something better than the lost

Trusting in an unseen pledge
    Steadfastly pursuing faith
         Resting solely in His Grace
              Hope is ours to hold


By Linda Rondeau

Consider the squirrel.
He scurries through snow-covered grass
Gathering his winter supply
Undeterred by chilly mornings
He forages through autumn leaves   

The sparrow sleeps upon a branch
Content within the fortress of his wings
Shielded from the midnight rain
When morning breaks he sings his song
Though none may hear its resonance.

Even the slug continues on
His pace nearly stagnant
Toward his mysterious destination 
And yet there is a scheme in his existence
If our Maker
Created these so small
Resilient to nature’s tempers
Why do we worry 
When buffeted by the gale?
Are we not more than these?

Friday, October 2, 2015



At the age of five or six, I don’t remember exactly, and no one marked the date for me, my world changed. I’d recently learned a woman in our neighborhood was doing some sort of Bible club thing.  Actually, I’m not sure I even knew that much. I’m thinking I probably heard she’d have popcorn, and that was enough for me.

Her name was Dorothy, and isn’t it interesting that I still remember her name? Even more interesting is the fact that she likely had no idea the huge, lasting—eternal—impact she had on me. 

In fact, I wonder if, after the gang of us left, our dirty little feet pitter-pattering across her carpet and out her door, the whole mess of us talking about making moon-pies and dandelion soup—anything but whatever she’d worked so heard to teach us that day, if she’d drop to her knees to scoop up all the popcorn kernels scattered across her floor and ask the Lord, “Am I making a difference, God? Does what I do each day matter at all? Have they heard a word I said?”

In truth, I couldn’t tell you how much I did or didn’t hear, because I don’t remember much except the popcorn, her smile, and the love and peace I felt whenever I entered her house.

But there was one day I remember well, and that was the day she told me Jesus, God’s Son, had died for me. That truth stirred something in me, and I never forgot it. 

Unfortunately, I never built upon it, either, not for a long, long time, and after much heartache and shame. You see, shortly after receiving that very good news, my dad lost his job, and we moved, and moved again. We went to church on occasion but never really got plugged in.

My family soon quit going to church all together. In my middle school and teen years, my life got crazy.

I eventually ended up on the streets of Tacoma, feeling utterly alone.

But I wasn’t. God was right there with me, waiting for me to fall to my knees before Him.

And I did. With nowhere else to turn but up, I cried out to Him each night, begging Him to forgive me and to rescue me from the mess I’d become.

He did. Through the patient love of others, including a man whom I later married, God pulled me off the streets and set me on a “wide path, to keep my feet from slipping” as it says in Psalm 18:36.

That’s grace.  

Jennifer Slattery writes soul-stirring fiction for New Hope Publishers, a publishing house passionate about bringing God’s healing grace and truth to the hopeless. She also writes for Crosswalk.com, Internet CafĂ© Devotions, and the group blog, Faith-filled Friends. When not writing, Jennifer loves going on mall dates with her adult daughter and coffee dates with her hilariously fun husband.

Visit with Jennifer online at JenniferSlatteryLivesOutLoud.com and connect with her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/JenSlatte

Abandoned by her husband for another woman, Tammy Kuhn, an organ procurement coordinator often finds herself in tense and bitter moments. After an altercation with a doctor, she is fighting to keep her job and her sanity when one late night she encounters her old flame Nick. She walks right into his moment of facing an unthinkable tragedy. Because they both have learned to find eternal purposes in every event and encounter, it doesn’t take long to discover that their lives are intertwined but the ICU is no place for romance….or is it? Could this be where life begins again?
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Friday, September 25, 2015



An award-winning author, June Foster is a retired teacher with a BA in education and MA in counseling. June has written eight novels with two more to be published soon. June enjoys writing stories about characters who overcome the circumstances in their lives by the power of God and His Word.


Sometimes I wonder how I transitioned from an insecure, frightened youth from a non-Christian home to a grandmother who writes contemporary Christian fiction. My story is wondrous, one that God penned by His own hand.

As a girl, I knew there had to be more to life. Something was missing in mine but I couldn't fathom what. I struggled and floundered for years, trying to cloak my doubts in alcohol. But I always sobered up and the confusion remained.

Finally, my hungry heart became filled with the God's love and salvation through Jesus Christ after an amazing series of events only God could've orchestrated. I knew what I'd missed for all those years. No wonder I was filled with joy during the praise and worship at church.

For years I thought my primary task in serving God was to instruct elementary children. When I retired, I a strange phenomena occurred. A story lurked in my brain, and I could visualize the characters and setting. This was a big deal for me because I'm not creative. One day I told my daughter the story, and she asked why I didn't write it. That was the catalyst God used to start me on my journey.

Five years later, What God Knew is book three in the Almond Tree Series and my tenth novel to be published. And God has walked me through the entire process of becoming a writer. In each of my books, I explore an issue that concerns Christian people every day. I've written about everything from obesity, anger, homosexuality, non-Christian cults, forgiveness, illiteracy to abortion.

What God Knew is probably the most edgy of all my books and centers around dual concepts—mixed racial marriage and abortion. Though I have another book that explores abortion from a Christian worldview, I'm deeply concerned about the number of unborn children who lose their lives daily, never given the chance to live. 

For this book, a friend shared with me her real life struggle after an abortion so that part of my story is based on fact. Now as a Christian, she's found peace and God's forgiveness.
My hope is that this novel as well as my others will bring help, hope and healing to God's children who struggle with the same problems as my characters. 


Neonatal specialist Dr. Michael Clark is passionate about saving the lives of premature babies. But the pediatrics department at El Camino General can't provide the specialty care many of his preemies require. Now he desires to build a pediatrics hospital for his young patient.

Tammy Crawford is an accomplished geriatrics RN who wants nothing to do with her sister Joella's religious beliefs. She's independent and doesn't need anyone, including God in pursuing a new career as a nurse practitioner.

When she falls in love with handsome Michael Clark, she must reconsider her resolve to disallow romance in her life. Yet the obstacles seem insurmountable She's in love with a man from a different world and a different race.

Michael acknowledges his growing affection for the gorgeous white nurse yet can't ignore his brother's deep racial prejudices.
Can two people who are as different as black and white find a life together?

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