What do you get when you mix World War II, a brave midwife, a wounded pilot, and a risky secret? Jeanne M. Dickson’s new historical fiction novel, Grounded Hearts.
My heart couldn’t take neither labor. I could have lost them both – seventeen years ago and eight months ago. Darkness looks the same when your heart stops beating and when you lay curled on the floor wishing life to deal you just one day free of a mangled reality. We are not born of flesh and tissue when the evolution of spirit, kingdom, and breath spark a condition perfectly enough to make life inside of the belly of our soul.
How can I be effective in five minutes? What helps me is to think back on the times I had 2 seconds to prove I was worthy to come back home. Where is home for you?
My grandma, a warrior of faith
no stone left unturned, no snake let be
If the enemy was going to attack her in her own home
she’d show that snake what was meant by
matriarch – a staple of God’s kingdom come
The writing is tight and interesting. It’s an easy read but one the reader will cherish. It is rich in storytelling, and the characters are well rounded. I recommend this book if you’re new to Christian romance of if you’re a big fan of it. Ms. Delamere surprised me. It was a pleasant experience.
Why do we pretend to be happier than we are? Why is it hard to admit to others how we feel? In Hope Prevails, Dr. Michelle Bengston tackles depression from the outside looking in. As a neuropsychologist, having walked through this battlefield, she determines to help us understand the spiritual battleground of depression.
Her advice is informed by her own experiences in college. Trowbridge states this is the book she wanted to read when she was twenty-two. Ash is every young woman who identifies with the character – going off to college, making her way through reality, and searching for more than what is presented to her.
Through my questions, I learned that God gave my sister a miracle. He provided my family with one too. He allowed us to know this incredible woman. He gave her the gift of salvation and eventually brought her to Heaven. And He showed me that it was okay to grieve, and that it made me a real woman with real emotions.
On the outside, there wasn’t a girl closer to God than me. But on the inside, I was full of doubt. I begged for salvation at every altar call, repenting for being broken and traumatized.
When it comes to marriage, we expect to begin only once. So much so that many brides plan the commencement event for months, carefully selecting flowers, dresses, and really good cake.