I am a woman inspired

That was fun! It only took 25 times, with a slight editing tweak, to not sound like a complete doofus. (I think in the final cut, I sound only slightly goofy.) There’s nothing like putting your personality onto YouTube for all of cyberspace to see.

I made this little tribute to my mom for the A Woman Inspired conference.

The A Woman Inspired conference is different than your regular conference – it’s online, a treat for those of us seeking to meet other like-minded women, but without leaving home. And it’s affordable! (I think I literally sighed with relief when I found the website. A few of the speakers are women I “know” via blogs and the Internet, so I’m tickled to be able to virtually rub shoulders with them. They inspire me too!)

Check out the web conference and I hope to “see” you there.

Blog tour: Daisy Chain by Mary E. DeMuth

Oh, man. I’m on Chapter 41, page 299 of Daisy Chain by Mary E. DeMuth and I’m freaking out. It’s time to start dinner and all I want to do is stay in the story because… because…

Shoot. I can’t tell you or I’ll ruin it. No spoilers here, no ma’am. All I’ll say is: remember when I wrote awhile back that I won’t allow myself to read fiction during the week? Daisy Chain is exactly the kind of novel I need to avoid when I’m supposed to be home schooling or be an attentive mom. It’s a novel with characters to love, a plot that gets your Irish temper up, and a looming question to answer.

Dang it, Mary. My family may eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches because my heart is stuck in your novel.

Actually, this may work out quite well for my kids, because I’m making a new recipe tonight involving lentils. Bwahahahaha. Lentils. They are going to love it. Ha – NOT.

Oops, there I go, high jacking my own post off-topic. Back to Daisy Chain.

Let’s play a game, shall we?

Daisy Chain by Mary E. DeMuth is a novel about secrets.

From the backcover:

A picture-perfect small town hides more secrets than the curved petals of a blood red rose. In the summer of 1977, innocent young Daisy Chance goes missing. Fourteen-year-old Jed Pepper has a sickening secret: He’s convinced it’s his fault.

In honor of the secrets in Daisy Chain – and because I’m competitive and I love to win – I’m entering the Two Secets, One Lie Contest as hosted by The Blog Tour Spot (like to read; love free books? You should join.) I’m going to tell you three facts about me and you need to guess what’s truth and what is a bold-faced lie.

Ready?

1. Mary and I each have a daughter with the same name.

2. I follow Mary on Twitter and her tweets are a lovely mix of humor and sweet encouragement.

3. This is the first book I’ve read by Mary even though I’ve been reading her blog for years.

Okay, there you go. One of the above is a Lie. Which one is it?

First reader to get it right will win an autographed copy of Daisy Chain, providing I win the Two Secrets, One Lie contest.

Off to stir the pot. Have fun trying to guess my lie.

Update: I reveal The Lie in the comments. (And it appears I’m a good liar, it took a bit before Sarah called me out.)

Don’t blog about Global Food Crisis Day

Don’t read the stats. Don’t look at the images of starving children. Don’t read books like this.

Unless you want to mess with your head and heart and have your nice comfy worldview twisted around, shaken like a spiritual heartquake.

I’m telling you – don’t get involved with Compassion International because these little ones suck you in and you start loving people you’ve never met, caring about what happens to children with distended bellies and haunted eyes.

You chew on verses like “let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth,” and “Lord, when did we see you hungry… and did not help you?”, while you eat your nice London Broil and broccoli. When you scrape uneaten food into the garbage, you see the faces of children that search landfills searching for anything to eat.

Don’t love, don’t care and sure as heck don’t get angry at the apathy around you, because not everyone will be affected like you (lots of hard hearts surfing blogs too.)

Whatever you do – don’t pray for passion or for something to do with your little blog. Don’t ask to see folks like Jesus does.

Don’t give in to that desire to be part of hope. That’s what Global Food Crisis Day is all about, after all. Hope.

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Do you have hope? I do. Together we can rescue the hungry from what the UN World Food Programme calls “a silent tsunami.”

Donating to the Global Food Crisis Fund:

- Provides food vouchers to children and families needing immediate relief.
- Provides seeds and agricultural tools so that families can grow their own food as well as earn extra income.
- Provides supplemental nutrition services at Compassion-assisted centers around the world.

If you are reading this in RSS, you can follow the links above to donate or come over to Paper Bridges to use the little widget in the sidebar. It’s a very pretty widget, you may want one for your own blog too.

Let’s not lose hope in what we can do or turn away to ignore those Jesus wants us to serve in love.

So the poor have hope,

and injustice shuts its mouth.

Job 5:16