Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Where Does All That Dust Come From?

Each morning when I get up the sun peaks over the trees in my backyard filling my kitchen with a sunny glow. It is a nice warmth that greets me each morning. My kitchen has windows all along the eastern side facing my backyard. I start the coffee and just as the sun starts peeking at me through the trees I begin to see every speck of dust on my counter and my wood floor. So each morning I sweep the floor and dust the counters~ every single morning. Many mornings I have to give it all a swiffering.

Surely I am not the only one that does this. My type- A personality can't stand seeing tiny or not so tiny dust particles anywhere. It really does not not take me too long but it is my morning routine while the coffee is brewing. I have been tempted to put up blinds and turn a blind eye to it a time or two......but please don't tell anybody!

Are those tiny dust particles just waiting for me to finish to replant themselves to pester me or are they always there and only come to light in view of that bright shinning light? (sorry about the run-on sentence but it just fits)

As I was doing my crazy dusting job once again this morning I begin to think about my life. Today marks the one year anniversary of my father's death. He was planning on a fishing trip but instead he took the trip of a lifetime. This year has revealed much to me. As always when someone dies we are reminded once again just how short life truly is. There were many hard days this past year but God used troubles and trial in my life to reveal some dusty particles of dirt in my heart and soul. It has been the hardest year of my life~ I still have not stopped crying.

We think we are doing so well in our Christian walk. I mean we dress right, read our Bible and attend church. We become real good at being a "christian." (in our eyes anyway)  We know all the verses and can finish the preacher's sermon.

Yet~ what about when we compete as women ~ have envy or jealousy? How about when we are strong-willed and try to control and manipulate to get our own way? How about when we judge other people? How about when we have an acid tongue and wound people?  After all~ we have a right to express ourselves~ or do we? How about when we go to church and smile to only go home and devour  our fellow brothers and sisters in the family of God?   How about when we discipline our children out of anger and frustration while ignoring the fact that almighty God in Heaven sure gives us grace an mercy. How about our selfishness? When it is more important to have and buy than to sacrifice for a need on the mission field? How about when we are greedy and only give God what is left over in our time, money and devotion?

You see every day I wake up I have dust particles in my heart and soul and they need a good swiffering. We either allow God to do some dusting in our lives or we pull the blinds and turn a blind eye.

We just moved my mother and the new house has set empty for several years. Yet~ there is still dust,  the carpets need cleaned, the windows need cleaned~well it all needs a good scrubbing. You know what? The dust just piles thicker and thicker if we ignore it.  So it is in our spiritual life~after time we have hardened our heart all while looking good on the outside.

Have you had a good swiffering today?

Unending Devotion~ Book Review

This is the first time I read a book written by Jody Hedlund. I am confessing once again staying up half the night to finish it. I love a good Christian romance but I also love history. This book was inspired by actual events on the early 1880's ~ during the lumbering era when the white pine tree was considered "green gold."

This time in history has left behind many glamorized legends, stories and songs. Yet~ the damage that the lumbering crew left behind were the barren lands unsuitable for farming and the moral decay of alcoholism, prostitution and violence. During this time white slavery was introduced in Michigan with forced prostitution of young girls who answered want ads for an honest job to be held against their will and beaten with no hope of ever being free. 

In this book the story is centered around Harrison~ a real town in Michigan~ that sprung up in the lumbering era.  The population was 2000 with 20 taverns. The villain of this story is an actual villain who lived in this town to prey on shanty boys and innocent young girls.

Immediately~ I am hooked by the main character of this book Lily Young who is trying to find her younger sister who has been missing for a long time. Lily suspects she has been one of the unfortunate  girls being held against her will. 

Jody had my attention from the first line. She truly made history come to live and a reminder for me to pray for those girls that are caught in human trafficking today. 

Excellent book! This book was provided to be in exchange for my honest review.

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About the Book: 

Michigan, 1883

In Her Darkest Hours, Is He the Man She Needs?

Lily Young longs to find her lost sister or will die trying. Heedless of any danger, she searches logging camps and towns, posing as a photographer’s assistant. And then she arrives in Harrison, Michigan–and the sights of Connell McCormick.

Connell is determined to increase the fortune of his lumber-baron father and figures as long as he’s living an upright life, that’s what matters. But when Lily arrives in town she upends his world, forcing him to confront the truth that dangerous men have gained too much power while good men turn a blind eye.

Vexing but persuasive, Lily soon secures Connell’s help, drawing them ever closer to each other. Will standing for what’s right cost them both everything?

Meet Jody: 

Jody Hedlund is the bestselling author of "The Doctor's Lady" and "The Preacher's Bride". She won the 2011 Inspirational Reader's Choice Award, the 2011 Award of Excellence from the Colorado Romance Writers and was a finalist for Best Debut Novel in the 2011 ACFW Carol Awards. Currently she makes her home in central Michigan, with her husband and five busy children. She loves hearing from readers on Facebook and on her blog.

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