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When I set up my giveaway, I didn’t really pay attention to the fact that the closing date will be Election Day. So, now readers can not only vote for the next President and Vice President, they can also sign up for my bloggy giveaway.

I’ll be giving away 3 autographed copies of my recently published book, To Walk on Fertile Ground.  This is my testimony of faith through the pothole-filled road of infertility and surviving cancer.  And though many of you don’t even know me personally, by reading this book, you will get a bird’s eye view into my life and heart!

So if you haven’t already, go here and sign up to be in the random drawing.  You never know – the whole country could be celebrating with you!

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Ok – I admit it – I am a novice blogger. I LOVE to write and so often I find myself writing for my own pleasure, not necessarily for something that is worthy to be published forevermore in blogland. But, I’m not too old and set in my ways that I can’t amend it somewhat. So I’m committing to blogging more and more and more.  I know your jumping up and down in anticipation. Quite honestly, I am too!

So, to celebrate this monumental breakthrough, I thought I’d celebrate.  You can help celebrate too!  I’m going to be giving away 3 (count them… 1…2…3) autographed copies of my book, To Walk on Fertile Ground.  All you have to do is: a) leave me a comment as to why you’d like your own copy (or to give as a gift) and b) share this giveaway with your readership.

To Walk on Fertile Ground

To Walk on Fertile Ground

Help me bloom! And you might just be rewarded by winning in my very first blog giveaway. Let’s pull out the horns, throw some confetti, and play some music like “Celebrate good times, come on!” 

I’ll close comments next Tuesday evening – so let’s get the party started.  One, two, three… GO!

 

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A couple of Saturdays ago, Little Brown Light Ministries and I led a christian women’s conference in Noxubee County, MS.  I was a little nervous about this particular conference – although I clearly hear and feel and see God opening opportunities like these for me.  Noxubee County is SB’s home turf, so imagine my knees quaking when he prayed for me and sent me out the door on the Friday before with words like, “Do me proud.  Go dazzle ’em!”  No pressure at all.  None.  After all – these were going to be women who have known him his entire life.  I was completely at ease.  Yea. Right.

Anyway, I went down the Friday before to meet the organizers and Becky Brown of Little Brown Light Ministries. She was going to lead us in music worship.  The two of us stayed in someone’s cabin on the lake- where the lodge for the conference was to be held.

We enjoyed getting to know one another and from the instant I met her, I felt I had known her my entire life. What a gift she has and is.  Her unassuming nature is contagious and her perspectives on life offer much for a lifelong learner like me.  Pure. Simple. Real.

After we stayed up way too late watching the first debate and solving the world’s problems ourselves, we turned in for a wonderful night’s rest. The next morning, I heard her get up because I was already awake – long before her 6am alarm.  So after she was in the shower, I went out into the living area to have some quiet time before the morning got too crazy.  I kept being drawn to watch the sun come up over the lake.  I mean I was trying to read my Bible and I physically could not because it was as if God was trying to tell me something.

“One last glance,” I thought and then I had to get back to scripture reading.  That’s me…boxing myself in again.  So as I looked up, my mouth dropped open at the site.  It was clear the Lord was drawing a picture for me to study.  “BEHOLD THE CROSS” was all I could think of.

I dropped my Bible and ran to the bathroom door and hollered for Becky to come see the vision with me. I needed a witness.  Toothbrush in her mouth, Becky obliged me and we stood there gasping in awe together.  We were both so overtaken in the moment that we sat down, 2 new but lifelong friends soaking up a spectacular vision of a cross in the sky.

It wasn’t just any set of clouds because it was divinely ordained at the exact moment and the exact location of where the sun was rising.  The underside of this cross slowly turned from pink to golden and in time to brown as it began to dissipate.  But it was purposely ordained that the cross hovered over the opposite side of the lake from where we were sitting and lingering right above the lodge where the conference was to begin in just a few short hours.  “BEHOLD THE CROSS,” I heard him whisper over and over in that half hour as we set mesmerized by God dazzling us.  It wasn’t me who was to be “dazzling.”  That was a job for the Maker of Creation.  And boy, did he dazzle.

And just to reaffirm to Becky and me, that he was serious about dazzling that day, the organizers of the conference presented both of us with a special gift.  We both received a large wooden carved cross to hang in our homes.

And when I think of that special day, all I can think of is to sing Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.

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It’s a simple enough concept people.

You know – the times and the situations we all find ourselves in periodically and we question ourselves, “How did I end up here?”  Like when we voluntarily decide to go back the orthodontist as an adult because sometimes the first time wasn’t enough torture.  Or when we offer to keep someone else’s pet and it pees all over your house.  Or when you organize a BIG event… or if you’re the speaker at a BIG event… like I’ve been blessed with this coming weekend.

And the preparations for this spectacular weekend in the metropolis of Brooksville, MS (population about 237) have been like ropin’ Jello (and another tradmark symbol should go here if I only had a brain).  Imagine trying to tie up Jello and hold onto it.  It wiggles and jiggles and we giggle because it jiggles.  I digress.

Actually, this event is an annual women’s conference and over 100 women are signed up for it.  I am SO honored to be the speaker this year. 

But.

I am

such

a

procrastinator.

Actually, I haven’t intentionally put off my preparations. I’ve been seeking Divine Wisdom from the Spirit and clearly, it’s been a process.  Whenever I get to speak, I have to be careful that what I say is not about me or what I think these participants are supposed to hear. I’m learning (and relearning) that if I try to do it my way, it will be a less than stellar “God is in the house everybody say, ‘Amen'” event.  And because I don’t take this lightly, I’m inclined to be a little more patient with the process of “Let me get this straight, Lord, you REALLY want me to say THAT?”  “Yes. Yes. and Yes, my child.”

So please pray for me ya’ll (all 3 or 4 of you that I know read this, and those who don’t let me know you’re reading, I’m asking for complete coverage in prayer on Saturday from you too…).  The preparations have been like ropin’ Jello but the majesty of His Word never wiggles.  It’s been nailed to the cross and has stuck for all eternity.

I’m ready to dig in. Are you?

Where’s my spoon?

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You’ve heard, “Walking after Midnight”, “Walking in Memphis,” and even walking in the rain. Let me introduce you to a dream and another “walk” that’s been nearly 25 years in the making…

To Walk on Fertile Ground” is my first book that tells my story of learning to live with infertility and battling cancer. The seed to write this book was planted in my early teenage years, and nurtured and fertilized through life’s pruning and tilling.

A turn of events in my early thirties plowed my seemingly predictable life into a barren soul that left me devastated. What happens? Well, you’ll just have to read and find out. In fact, you can click here to get your copy.

It’s an easy-read book, but don’t let that fool you. What you will find is a life’s offering of hope and encouragement for anyone who dares to live life to the fullest!

If you’ve had your life’s garden destroyed by heartache, set backs in your job, lost a loved one, felt alone or ever wondered what on earth your life’s purpose even is, To Walk on Fertile Ground will inspire you to live abundantly and will give you encouragement to make it through the next moment, the next day, the next season in your life.

At last…my book has come along and I invite you to walk along with me.

Just for today… live life to the fullest!

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