I loved this book and I hated this book.

I will start with what I loved about it.   I truly enjoyed the writing style of both authors.  I was constantly drawn into the stories and the descriptions and I often found it hard to put down. It is an easy read and for that I am thankful.  This busy wife and mom can rarely find more than a couple minutes at a time to read.  I loved the fact that this book is not your typical “Follow these steps and you too can be the best woman, wife, and mother God created you to be.”    Instead of focusing on what each woman can do to better her life, the authors focus on what every woman needs.  She desires to be loved and cherished.  She longs to be beautiful to someone.  This book reaches out to women in their most vulnerable place, their heart.  I found this book to truly uplift who I am as a woman and it encouraged me to reach out to my Lord Father as exactly as I was created.  He created me to be beautiful and no one knows that better than Him.

However, I found this book to be quite frustrating at the same time.  I have no doubt that there are so many women out there who were used and abused from childhood on and I in no way discredit what they endured.  I can’t even imagine.  But, there are also plenty of women, me included, who never endured any major abuse (for that I am eternally thankful).  This book focuses so much on women who were abused that one would think that all women were at some point.  That is not true.  One would also think that all women are over-emotional, soulless, and hurt.  This too is not true.

I would most definitely recommend this book to any woman who has suffered any form of abuse.  I believe it could help her start over and see herself as God created her to be.  I, however, would not recommend this book to all the women in my life.  I believe this book is marketed to all women when in reality it is written for a certain group.

This book was provided by BookSneeze.com as a review copy and this review reflects my honest opinion.



I can’t believe I am doing this. I just can’t shake it and the Husband won’t let me. The Lord won’t let me. The Holy Spirit won’t let me. Apparently, I am a writer and there is nothing I can do about it.

But, seriously? Me? A writer? I have no formal training beyond writing papers for degrees in History and Counseling. What do I have to say? What can I offer this gigantic world? I am not an expert in anything? I am a wife, a homemaker, a home schooler, a part-time jobber. I am overweight and out of shape. I’m not all that pretty. I am a jogger but I am firmly in the back of the pack. I am not an extravagant chef. I am not crafty and the crafts I do make are kind of gimpy looking. I have never made a big difference. I am one of those random faces in the crowd that doesn’t really stick out. I am average and maybe even less than that.

Me? A Writer? Seriously, Lord? This is just crazy! Why won’t you leave me ALONE?! I have tried so many things and nothing has ever worked. And whenever I cry out for wisdom and direction I am always come back to writing. There is something inside me that wants to write even though I have no idea what it would be. Nothing has ever worked! What would make me think this thing called writing would work? What can I say? Would anyone even listen? What is the point if no one listens? So many thoughts. I have tried writing before and that fell by the wayside too. How is this time different? Clueless.

The Lord prompts me and I turn away. I am scared and embarrassed. Who am I to think that I could be used to do something awesome? Me? A writer? There is NO WAY! The Holy Spirit digs into my soul and asks me to write. I run away. I don’t want to go that deep, Lord. It is too dark and shameful. Please leave that part alone because I am so not worthy of your presence. Please allow me to keep my shamefulness and mediocrity to myself, a sinful woman. I have given you my soul, my love, and my trust. Please don’t ask me to give every last detail of my shame and then write it down. This is too hard. I am not worthy. I have done so many terrible things. People won’t love me. They won’t like me if they knew.

Me? A Writer? I just can’t believe it, Lord. You say that you are drawing me to yourself through pen and paper. You chase me down. You are relentless. “Open yourself to me and great things will happen,” you say. “Just allow me to clean you from the inside out,” you say. “You know my Son and you know my salvation but there are galaxies more to know of my Love and plan for you, my Child. Just let go”

I am afraid. I am afraid of what will be revealed, uncovered. I am sinful and I am ugly. Please, Lord, use someone else. Use someone who is more faithful and more talented. I am just a homemaker, a home-schooler. I have never done anything great. I am just me. And yet you never let me go. How many times have I heard, “Oh NO! I am not letting you get off that easy!”

Me? A Writer? Seriously, Lord? I guess so. Apparently, you aren’t letting me get out of this one. It is with fear and trembling that I submit. I have no idea where this will lead. I am still quite afraid of what will be shown to me. It is ugly and it is dark. Of that I am sure. But, if the Lord can use me, a sinner, to bring himself glory then I guess it is all worth it.

So, with that I become a writer.

Project 365

It is amazing how life can run away from you and that is exactly what has happened with my Project 365 posts here on the blog. This Spring, while beautiful and fresh, has brought an over-abundance of pollen to our area. All that pollen has made my allergies flare up like never before and has forced me to stay inside a lot more. Not feeling well has made it very hard to pick up my camera in search of great pictures. I have also been working extra hours at my part-time job making it feel not quite part-time. So, my time has been filled up with work, housework, and medicating weary sinuses and lungs. Even my poor son is noticing that Mommy just isn’t herself. *SIGH*

With that said, you know why I have missed a few days posting pictures.  I hope and pray to start posting as soon as possible.  I am saddened that this means I won’t have a picture for every day of the year.  I was so pumped to complete this project in its entirety.  But, like I said before, life has a way of getting away from us.  Thanks so much for keeping up this long.  The pollen will clear soon and probably just in time for some great swimming pictures. 🙂

I was excited when I received This Little Prayer of Mine from WaterBrook Multnomah PUblishing Group to Review for them. Prayer is so important to me and my family and I am always looking for ways to teach my son how to pray for himself. A children’s book seemed like such a resource.

Let me start with the positive aspects of this book.  First, the illustrations are absolutely beautiful.  My son and I both really enjoyed taking in all the pictures and talking about what they conveyed.  Second, this is a very easy to read book that speaks to children on their level about God and how to speak to him in a personal way.

Unfortunately, the negatives outweighed the positives in our household.  While this book is easy to read and written for children it also dumbs down theology.  I am a firm believer that there is no need to dumb down the truth of the Gospel for our children.  They are more in tune than we give them credit for. God is portrayed in a generic fashion.  There is absolutely no mention of Jesus, his death and resurrection, and his saving grace that makes it possible for us to pray directly to God in the first place.  I was especially upset at the very last page of the book.  I did not like at all that the book ends with the child praying for God to continue loving him/her.  What?!  Of course, God loves him/her and has never stopped loving.  In my mind that conveys that God’s love can be earned and that is so far from the truth.

If you are looking for a short, sweet book to teach your child about prayer from a simple, generic standpoint this is an excellent book and I recommend it.  If you are looking for a meatier book, I do not recommend it.

Note: I was offered this book by WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group to Review. I was not required to offer a positive review and this post reflects my honest opinion.

Hunt, 365-97

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