Welcome back to the blog! Sorry it’s been so sparse in the posting lately; I’ve had so much going on with school and travels and jobs. Hopefully I’ll get around to posting an update later.
Since I’ve been at this blogging thing for a little while now, I wanted to take a moment to re-introduce myself and share my story again. I’ve had this on my heart to share for a couple of weeks and so I’m sharing this because I want to be radically obedient more than I want to keep being afraid and comfortable (funny how those two things go together, huh?) I’ll also link this in the My Story page, to make it easily accessible for the future. Be warned–this will be a longer post and a very, very raw post.
A sweet friend of mine sent me this e-mail over the weekend, and I thought it was such a good picture that I asked if I could share it with you all. She and I have a thing where whenever we see a beautiful sunset, we tell the other person about it, or send a picture if we are able. She sent me this e-mail about a sunset she saw and the picture that God showed her in it.
I was so excited when I saw that this book was available to read and review; I have been checking pretty much every week and it finally was released to the advanced readers, and I read it over the weekend!
Becky Wade has been a long-time favorite author of mine; I loved her writings since her very first book came out, and I’ve been following and reading ever since.
I’m not a fan of mushrooms, nor have I ever been. The slimy texture, weird smell, knowledge that many of them are poisonous, and having to learn about their reproductive systems in high school biology just really make them a turn-off for me. They honestly kind of gross me out–call me a picky eater, but it’s true. But the other day, I accidentally ate a mushroom, or a least a dish that had them in it.
This 400 page book is a beauty! I recently received it from the Thomas Nelson and Zondervan Fiction Guild and have been admiring it’s cover and black and white maps on the first and last pages of the book. I know we’re not meant to judge a book from it’s cover, but this cover is certainly one I’ve been admiring–the architecture in the background, the woman’s hair and fashion in the foreground, the deep red of the cover–I’m not sure what part about it appeals to me specifically (perhaps it’s just a mix of it overall), but as silly as it sounds, I’ve just enjoyed looking at this book.