Hello, friends! Summer is here and has brought an unexpected event in my life which will affect my schedule somewhat for a few months. My husband is scheduled for surgery next week and will be off work for six weeks.
Add that on top of my increased babysitting in the summer and a large garden to pick, can, and freeze. I’ve decided to scale back my blog work for a couple of months which includes Favorite Friday Fiction.
I still plan to get some reading time in so when Favorite Friday Fiction resumes on September 7th, I’ll have lots of new books to share with y’all. I’ll still post every Monday with Small Acts of Kindness so don’t miss those fun reads.
I hope you enjoy your summer. And I can’t wait to meet you back here in September!
I was at a local restaurant celebrating some neighbors’ birthdays, as we do every quarter. As I left, it began to rain. Since the rain had just started, the oil on the freeway was just beginning to come to the surface. Of course, you have to slow down.
Unfortunately, I didn’t think about that when I got on the on-ramp. As I accelerated, the car slid to my left. I quickly turned right and the car swerved too far. So, I went back to the left while trying to avoid the cars speeding past me. Going too far again, I turned.
Finally, I stopped, thanks to the guardrail. I threw it into Park and began to breathe again. Eventually, I calmed down enough to think. I realized I wasn’t hurt and thanked God for that. I mean that literally, for those of you who don’t know me well.
After about 10-15 minutes I relaxed a little and decided I could drive again as long as the car would start. It did. Then I realized I was on a curve of the freeway and no one could see me stopped there. So it was crucial for ME to be able to see if anyone was coming around the curve.
Once I got back on the freeway, I wanted to get off as soon as I could. That way if the car had any damage affecting its drivability I’d at least be on a side street, more out of harm’s way, and able to call for help.
I stopped in a parking lot a couple miles from home to see if any of the tires were flat, even though it seemed to drive well. Finding no problems, I drove home.
I was still shaken when I got home, but I realized how much God had protected me.
• I wasn’t hurt.
• No one else was in the accident.
• The car was still drivable, even though it rattled.
• I managed to get the car unstuck from the guardrail after rocking it back and forth a bit.
• I got on the freeway safely again, even though oncoming traffic couldn’t see me.
Even though it’s drivable, the right headlight was knocked out and driving a car like that is illegal here. I had to get it fixed before going anywhere else.
Fortunately, I have a friend who loves to fix cars and is an insurance adjuster. So, he knows what a car’s worth, what kind of work it needs, and how much it’ll cost.
Rick came over the next day and took a look at the car. It’s got a lot of damage, as you can see. The right headlight was all but disconnected, the right fender’s smashed in, and I can’t open the door. Even the driver’s side door is banged in and scrapes when I open it. And the hood needs to be replaced. When I asked Rick if it was totaled, he shook his head, but added that it would be if I were to take it to a dealer.
I gave it to him to repair and he had a good time at the junkyard, finding the parts it needed, and putting it back together again. It took him less than a week and it actually looks better than it did before! Now I can get back to going where I want to, without having to depend on anyone else for a ride.
So I’ve got a lot to be thankful for. God protected me from harm, even though the accident was on a freeway in the rain. No one else was in the wreck. I was able to drive the car home, and a friend of mine fixed it, so I didn’t have to make a claim on the insurance my rates won’t go up. Rick’s help in fixing my car made the whole incident much better than it would’ve been. Thanks Rick!
What readers are saying, “Maiden of Iron from @EdieMelson is a must-read for fans of the steampunk genre & a perfect first foray for those new to it.” https://amzn.to/2kApyV7
Robin Hood meets Dune in a Clockwork Universe—Through the Eyes of Maid Marion Marion Ravenswood’s brother is killed in a duel fighting for her honor. Their father, the Engineering Guildmaster, withdraws and refuses to speak with anyone. Marion must now save the guild’s children and reclaim the family honor. She dons the persona of the Maiden of Iron to right wrongs not of her making. But will a chance encounter with the prince of thieves be an answered prayer, or will he just steal her heart and abandon them all?
Clutch of Constables is my classic choice for June. I love books by Ngaio Marsh, especially when Agatha “Troy” Alleyn, Inspector Alleyn’s wife, plays a starring role in the book. If you love all things mysterious, you’ll enjoy this great read…
A classic Ngaio Marsh novel which features blood-curdling murders in the confines of a riverboat, the Zodiac, cruising through Constable country.’He looks upon the murders that he did in fact perform as tiresome and regrettable necessities,’ reflected Chief Superintendent Roderick Alleyn on the international crook known as `the Jampot’.
But it was Alleyn’s wife Troy who knew `the Jampot’ best: she had shared close quarters with him on the tiny pleasure steamer Zodiac on a cruise along the peaceful rivers of `Constable country’. And it was she who knew something was badly wrong even before Alleyn was called in to solve the two murders on board…
“I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did.”
~ Benjamin Harrison-23rd President of the United States
Chapel Springs Revival by Ane Mulligan is the first book in a very enjoyable series of humorous novels. I love the way she combines small-town humor with an inspirational story. They balance each other and make it a fun and thought-provoking read. You’ll want to check out this series…
With a friend like Claire, you need a gurney, a mop, and a guardian angel.
Everybody in the small town of Chapel Springs, Georgia, knows best friends Claire Bennett and Patsy Kowalski. It’s impossible not to, what with Claire’s zany antics and Patsy’s self-appointed mission to keep her friend out of trouble. And trouble abounds.
During an early morning discussion at Dees ‘n’ Doughs bakery with their ladies group, all Chapel Springs entrepreneurs, attention is drawn to the slackened tourist trade. With their livelihoods threatened, they join forces to address the town’s revitalization in hopes of drawing back the tourists. No one could have guessed the real issue needing restoration is their marriages.
Claire, a pottery artist, stumbles through life with her foot in her mouth. When she became a Christian, she thought life and her marriage would be included in the new creation part. But her thighs are just as big and her husband, Joel, is as ornery as ever. She’s become nothing more than a sheet-changer, a towel-folder, a pancake-flipper. Her life is humdrum and she’s tired of being taken for granted.
Patsy has plans for her empty nest, plans that include a cruise ship. However, her husband, Nathan, continues to work long hours, and he’s not talking about slowing down. In fact, he’s not talking much at all. She’s asleep long before he comes home each night. At first she thought it was just because of tax season, but now she’s not so sure. Something other than work seems to keep him late at the office every night. With the lines of communication closed, she’ll have to find another way to reach him.
With their marriages as much in need of restoration as the town, Claire and Patsy embark on a mission of mishaps and miscommunication, determined to restore warmth to Chapel Springs and their lives. That is if they can convince their husbands and the town council, led by two curmudgeons who would prefer to see Chapel Springs left in the fifties and closed to traffic.
By Kathy C. Houser
I had the pleasure of going to an Easter egg hunt at St. Paul’s in Decatur where my granddaughter, Ellie, attends Pre-K. We sat in the hall as they brought out the children in groups. It was raining that day so Ellie’s egg hunt was in the gym.
Being a proud Nana, I filmed it all. The excitement in her little eyes grew when she saw me sitting in the hall. I knew she would really enjoy this year, being four. When it was over, she discovered that she had found the most eggs. I stopped filming and told her how proud of her I was and hugged and kissed her. But that was not the end. What happened next really warmed my heart.
As we were leaving the gym, a little girl with only a few eggs walked up. Ellie looked at me and smiled. She then turned to the little girl and gave her two eggs. This made my heart happy, not only because she is my granddaughter, but because she showed kindness and thoughtfulness in her heart.
I told Ellie how sweet and kind that was to give because she wanted to. Ellie has always shown kindness. When she goes somewhere with my mom and I, every time my mom gets out of the car, she says, “Grandma, let me take your hand and help you.” She noticed me do this and wanted to help also.
At the Easter egg hunt, this kindness blossomed out of her own little heart. The kindness of children just warms my heart.
Book Review: Marrying His Best Friend by Jennifer Gracen
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. There were times when I thought the next scene was obvious and was surprised at a twist with a new character and subplot I didn’t see coming.
Single mom Maura Callahan never anticipated that she’d be living with her mom in the suburbs at age 29, raising her young daughter, Chloe, and working a job that barely pays the bills. At least she still has her best friend Aidan, who makes her laugh, keeps her on her toes, and provides a shoulder to cry on when necessary. She’s never told him her true feelings though, fearing ridicule and rejection.
Aiden McKinnon, an executive at a high-profile social media company in the heart of Dublin, has longed to change his bestie status with Maura for years, but it seems Maura’s relegated him permanently to the friend zone. Still, she and Chloe are his world. But when Chloe’s father shows up out of the blue and demands shared custody when he’s never once met the little girl, Aidan sees a way to finally have what he secretly wants most while ensuring Maura and Chloe’s safety.
Will he be able protect Maura and her precious little girl? Will he ever be able to admit his love for Maura and, if he does, how will she react?