The Wonder

    The Wonder

Written by Emma Donoghue

 

Let me just start off by saying, this was my 2nd time reading this book. The first time, I got to page 50 and tossed it. I simply couldn’t read it and understand what exactly was going on. I kept thinking all the books out there I could be reading and enjoying. But I pulled this one off the shelf at the library again and thought I would give it a try. An insert inside the book reveals:

     Lib Wright, a young English nurse trained by the legendary Florence Nightingale, arrives in an impoverished Irish Village with a strange mission. Eleven year old Anna O’Donnell is said to have eaten nothing for four months. With tourists thronging to see the child, and the press sowing doubt, the baffled community looks to an outsider to bring the truth to light. Lib’s job is simple: to stay in the girl’s bare room at all hours, watching her. Is Anna a fraud or a “Living wonder”?

I gave this book 1/5 stars. I simply couldn’t get it done fast enough. The story line is there, but it held no interest to me what so ever.

 

 

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Devotionals for the Soul

I woke up one day and instead of picking up a newspaper, I decided to pick up my devotionals and try to find something I should be thankful for. Most of the time, people say, “I am grateful for waking up this morning.” I am like nah, I want to be grateful for things that are not expected. Grateful for the clouds that shade us from a sweltering sun on a hot day, grateful for my pets, that I can have something to love, or how about being grateful that I still have my parents. Not everyone still has those. Being grateful or thankful for all these things pretty much sums up, your so glad you woke up. How about being grateful you found peace, love for others, grateful that others have found happiness and thankful that someone has finally found GOD?

Some devotionals I have found inspiring and I plan on listing 4 of them. First one is “Grace for the Moment, Volume 2” by Max Lucado. My 2nd one is “A Moment for your Soul: Devotions to lift you up” by Tony Evans. My 3rd one “A Year of Miracles: Daily Devotions and Reflections” by Marianne Williamson. Lastly, “The Power of Being Thankful 365 Life Changing Devotions” by Joyce Meyer.

I did give each of these devotionals 5/5 stars. I enjoyed reading them every morning and some of the devotionals helped me in so many ways. I also found how I want to live my life every single day! I hope they help you as well. We all need something in life.

Dancing in Heaven

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Have you ever started your blog and become tongue tied? I just couldn’t seem to pick a title, well it can come later. I know what I want to write about, however….I just didn’t know how to begin. I have always been that certain person who believed the best in everyone. It didn’t matter how much money you had or how well you dressed, or what you looked like, but I always found the good in all. So it doesn’t come as a surprise as I type this that I can tell you that I had many friends. Yes, I believe they were all my best friends at one point and even though we haven’t seen each other in years. I still call them my best friends and if needed, I would be there if I could! I know everyone has sorrow and we all grieve differently and as I sit here and type out not just a friend story but more like a love story.

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Jan 16, 2012, I received a call that my dearest friend was in a coma! As my brain began to register what I just heard, I can’t recall exactly what caused her to be in a coma, my mind wasn’t working. I know that she collapsed and her heart stopped beating. Paramedics revived her but she just simply couldn’t pull out of it. That moment I realized what I just heard, I felt my heart break. Not in two but in several pieces. It was a pain I had never felt before. I was so angry, I wanted to tear everything in my path, I wanted to smash things in a million pieces and I wanted to hate everyone who was still alive because the best person in the world was gone! Seeing her lie in that hospital bed, the swelling in her hands and face, knowing she wasn’t waking up ever! It was too much for me to bare. Holding her hand, wishing she would squeeze me back, hearing her words as she used to say “Hello Beautiful” and her bluest eyes, as blue as the ocean. She was beautiful, not just inside but outside. No matter how hard I prayed, she wouldn’t open her eyes. She died on Jan 17, 2012 when her family decided that what was best, was the doctors recommendations, no brain activity, plug would be pulled.

She was my everything. For weeks afterward, I swear she was trying to reach me. I would be on my cell talking to someone and I would get that noise you get when you have another caller. When I would look at my screen to switch over to other caller, no one was there. Several weeks later, I didn’t receive anymore. Her smell, I swear at times, I can smell her and even feel her close. 4 years later, I remember her laughter, her voice, everything. The few times I have dreamed of her, feel so real. She was the one of the few who knew the real me. She got who I was. I didn’t have to be afraid to tell her anything, she loved me anyway.

4 years later, I miss her. I don’t cry everyday, but she’s always on my mind. I used to be scared of dying, but knowing she’s there….I’m not scared anymore. I still love her, my life doesn’t feel complete with her gone, but I’m living. She is in heaven with her son, and I know that makes her happy. I will never forget all the times we spent together, jamming to the music loud, laughing and talks.

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If I could go back in time, that would be one of those moments, where I would hold her just a little bit longer. I would want her to know, that I will miss her with every tear I shed, with every beat of my heart! Sometimes my mind wanders and I daydream. I can see her dancing in a field of yellow flowers, laughing and smiling! I will love her forever, and forever she will be missed! The one person I wanted to call when I needed a friend, was dancing in heaven.

Everyday Blessings

Everyday Blessings Inspirational messages written by Max Lucado

     I gave this a 5/5 stars on Goodreads. I enjoyed every message I read. I plan on keeping some of these verses in my phone to get me through my bad days. I haven’t wrote in many days because work had me busy, then with the holidays, I couldn’t find the time to get on and blog with the reviews on my books.

This was one of my favorites, which has gotten me through some really rough patches. Between my illness and the death of my best friend, this verse has given me peace at times I didn’t think I could go on.

This is also one of my favorite verses. This is also a verse in a song from an excellent Christian singer. IMG_20151218_110853000

There have been times in my life where I worry about everything. When I feel like I start to worry, I read this verse. I can’t say it works every time, but he does care about us!

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He never leaves us, he is there, even on days when we cry feeling so alone.

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Lately, I hear so much talk about how some people do not believe in God or Jesus. I’m going to make this story short, but I used to drive a little girl to pre-school every day for the whole school year many years ago, 7 years later, her mom finds out her daughter had stage 4 kidney cancer in April of this year 2015. My faith was so strong, I tried to believe in that Christmas Miracle that God would listen and she’d wake up on Christmas healed. But that did not happen. She didn’t make it to Christmas, sadly she spent her day with Jesus in heaven. My faith was shaky for a few days and then I read this verse. God’s plan always isn’t what we want, but even though we cannot see him, he’s there!

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Even through our sad times, we can remain strong, with Christ!

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Friends of Jesus

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Karen Kingsbury has done it again with book 2 The Friends of Jesus. Open the book and take an inspirational journey with Simon, Martha, Jairus, Mary Magdalene, Peter and John. They traveled with Jesus assisting and teaching daily. The stories of each one, telling you how they began with Jesus and continued till he had risen. I gave this book 5/5 stars. I love how I can read and even though it may not be word for word, but helps me better understand the bible and how Jesus felt for all of us.

I read this book during Thanksgiving break, and made me think about a few things, which I needed to do. I realized in that moment, that a lot of people were giving their thanks for this and that, yet here I was just thankful that Jesus died for our sins. That we can be forgiven and that is what I was thankful for. Sometimes we lose sight of what we should be thankful for and a simple book can open your mind, simply telling you to look at what is right in front of your face.

 

God Gave Me My Purpose

Friday, my grandson came to spend the night, so we went shopping, came home and had supper. We then finger painted many awesome pictures. Look Grandma…..IMG_20150911_203739494 IMG_20150911_210748323

We camped out on the couch together, he had outgrown the pack n play. Boy, I thought my children grew up fast, but it seems to have went even faster with my grandkid. I didn’t know where the time had gone. Now I see what other grandparents have told me. I look at Serenity and see her growing fast too and I am hoping that I am able to build a bond with her also. I awoke to Aiden’s persistent word of Grandma and head tapping with his tiny hand. I said “Hey Aiden.” He said, “What ya doing Grandma.” I told him, “Well I was sleeping, but now I am awake.” He says “Grandma, I’m done.” At this point it’s 7:30 am and I know he’s ready to get up and start a new day. So up we go, making breakfast and getting him ready because I knew that my little guy was getting ready to leave at any moment. He didn’t want to leave, and he did cry, but I’m sure once he saw the zoo, he was having fun and Grandma was forgotten.  After he left, I decided to get around myself and felt the need to be alone. So I ventured to a place I had taken the kids to when they was little. On the path by a creek, there was benches and I sat there for a long time, listening to the wind whistling through the leaves, the whispering from the stream as it intertwined between the rocks and I heard the birds as they tweeted a sweet tune. Then in the distance I could hear children screaming and laughing and I thought to myself, ugh….no, they will ruin it! I just wanted to be alone. I read a few verses from the bible and decided well I guess I will head back up to the car. But I changed my mind and I sat longer because a memory with all my kids had surfaced. Shanelle had a cast on her arm and for some reason she was mad at me but I can’t remember why. She pulled this big wagon with the kids inside as I took pictures. I smiled in that moment, because it was a memory that will last a lifetime. I ended up staying longer because the kids that came down to the stream to play became interesting to watch. I watched them splashing and playing in the stream with their parents. Closing my eyes, I was able to pretend for just a little bit that it was my kids when they was younger. It was music to my ears. Finally, for whatever reason, I felt I needed to leave and gave them their time. I will not lie, I was saddened because that time I had with the kids when they were younger are now gone, but I also found joy and peace. I went there yesterday for a reason and I came out with a purpose. God had heard my prayer!

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