Terrorist attack in Nashville leaves victim searching for truth

This picture is of the lovely Natchez Trace Parkway where I recently experienced a terrorist attack. To read more on this sinister plot and the aftermath please click on the link below. It will take you to the "real time" news report on Examiner.com.

Terrorist attack in Nashville leaves victim searching for truth

I hope you will stop by to read it. In addition to blogging here I write there three to five times a week. Your subscription to my blogs and articles, along with your comments, and on-going support in both places is very much appreciated.

Sincere blessings!

Hear No Evil Giveaway

We are currently giving away two copies of Matthew Paul Turner's new book Hear No Evil on our review site. Stop in for the whole scoop and be sure and leave your comments for a chance to win.

Hear No Evil Giveaway

Critical Care Giveaway

We've just posted our review of Candace Calvert's book Critical Care. Along with the review we are offering a signed copy to one of our readers.

Please stop in over at Perusing The Printed Pages for more information and to enter the contest, which ends on February 21rst.

If you already have a copy come by and win one to give to a friend!

Love & War

John and Stasi Elderedge's new book Love & War has been released just in time for Valentine's Day. You'll find more information on the book along with my review on Perusing the Printed Pages our review blog.

Enjoy!

How's Your Vision?

"Then the LORD answered me and said: "Write the vision. And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry." Habakkuk 2:2-3

During one of my many hospital stays I had a life-threatening drug reaction known as Steven Johnson’s Syndrome. Each person reacts differently but for all it is a hellish experience. For me, the reaction started with my eyes and eventually moved down my shoulders. My body looked burned and my eyes blisters which made it impossible for me to see.

Slip sliding away

After hibernating for several dreary snow filled days I awoke to the invitation of the sun bidding me to come outside and capture a glimpse of the winter wonderland that a recent winter storm had left behind.

I quickly obliged, new camera in hand, of course. Rushing out the front door my husband stopped me before I'd descended from the porch. "Be careful, it's solid ice" he said, as I was looking out at the blanket of white snow and my anticipation for taking pictures began to heightened.

"I'll walk through the snow" I replied thinking he was talking about the driveway. "No, you need to come here to me and I'll take you down to the street. Go slow." Honestly I did not want to heed his call as I preferred walking through snow to sliding downhill. Afterall, the camera is new, what good is a broken lens?