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Fiction Read in 2009

August 27, 2009
My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult
Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult

July 4, 2009
Salem Falls by Jodi Picoult
The Lighthouse by P. D. James
The Private Patient by P. D. James
Obsessed by Ted Dekker
The Sigma Protocol by Robert Ludlum


April 9, 2009


Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay
Ten-year-old Sarah's family is wakened in the early morning by the French police rounding up Jews on behalf of the Nazi occupiers. Thinking they'll be gone only a few hours, she manages to hide her four-year-old brother in a hidden, locked cupboard with promises that she'll return soon. Continue Reading.


The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd
I have always enjoyed the writings of Sue Monk Kidd, so when I saw Secret Life of Bees on the shelf, I was eager to add it to my collection of books to read. I first discovered Sue Monk Kidd in the Guidepost magazines we used to subscribe to and came to highly respect her after reading When the Heart Waits. She’s an excellent writer and I began crying on the first few pages of Bees, continuing as I read it non-stop in one afternoon. Continue Reading.

February 12, 2009
House: The Only Way Out Is In by Frank Peretti and Ted Dekker

I love novels that make me think. House is one such book. Two couples become stranded at night on a back road in Arkansas. The inn in which they take refuge turns into a house that seems alive as it changes its inner configuration at will. Consider the following quotes and the questions they aroused in me: Continued







Saint by Ted Dekker

Imagination:
Of the books I bought last weekend, I said Saint would be the first I would read and it was. I finished it yesterday. What an incredible story! I want more. Thankfully, there are sequels.

Carl has lost all identity except what has been fed to him through the manipulation of drugs, torture and the intensive demands of two people who hold his life in his hands. He's being trained to be an assassin--the best in the world. If he succeeds, he lives. If he fails, he dies. He cannot fail. Continued

Love:
Another topic that hit me in this book is the connection of worthlessness to the ability to give or receive love. I see myself being described here: Continued

February 8, 2009
New Books
I have a hard time resisting good books and I just finished spending an entire weekend promoting my own book in YWAM's bookstore at Missionfest in Manitoba. The cool thing about books for sale at Missionfest is that they are books often not available in regular Christian bookstores so this is a good opportunity to stock up on books with a missions theme. While that's true, YWAM has more than just books on missions so I got a varied selection. Continued


February 6, 2009:
Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult











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January 2, 2009:
Mercy by Jodi Picoult

Give me a book of fiction and it's hard to pull me away from it. I read Mercy yesterday, from start to finish. I didn't have to stay up much past midnight to do it either, even though I didn't begin till the afternoon.... Continued


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Oh God
You surround me with your love,
with memories
of who you are
of what you've done
of promises you've made
of who I want to be
of who I am because of you.

You give me hope and joy,
peace and gratitude.
You convict me
and teach me
encourage me
and remind me
of what it means to follow you.












You listen to my prayers
and grant my requests
in your time.
You give me insight
and knowledge
and words to write
to share your presence
your goodness
your love
your admonition
with others.























You expand my love
to pray for friend and foe
near and far
family and stranger
people as pins on maps
clustered and scattered
who know you and reject you
for those in need
and those too full to need.


















You draw me close
and then release me
to bring you close to others
to serve
and love
and give
all I have received.

You fill my heart with joy
that warms
and glows
and bursts
into laughter,
song
and even dance.

You wrap me in your arms
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