Good Morning Everyone,
This is Day 8 of the RWISA WRITES Showcase Tour and here is an encouraging story that will lift up your Monday.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia
Welcome to the 2020 WATCH“RWISA”WRITE Showcase Tour!
Featured Author for Monday, 11/16/20…
RWISAAuthor, PTL Perrin!
“SUNSET”
Eden backed her Boston Whaler, Eden’s End, away from the dock, swung her nose into the current and gave the outboard a little gas. Still in the no-wake zone, her granddaughter hung over the side near the stern and trailed her hand in the water.
“Leigh, a shark’s gonna bite that thing right off.”
“No, it won’t. See the dolphins alongside?” She pointed her dripping finger at a pair of breeching dolphins. “Everyone knows they protect folks from sharks.”
Eden shook her head, grinned, and watched the sleek bodies leap through gray water until the pod outdistanced them. She’d never heard of a shark this far up the intracoastal, but she enjoyed teasing Leigh, even if the girl didn’t like it much. Besides, she wouldn’t have to put up with…
Good Afternoon Everyone,
The RWISA WRITES Showcase is in its sixth day. Today Harriet Hodgson is being featured. She is an author that has a story to tell.
Please take the time and read her remarkable heartwarming story.
Welcome to the 2020 WATCH“RWISA”WRITE Showcase Tour!
Featured Author for Saturday, 11/14/20…
RWISA Author, Harriet Hodgson!
“UNLEASHING THE ADVOCACY WARRIOR”
My husband and I live in a retirement community that has a continuum of care. He is paraplegic and I have been his caregiver since 2013. Several months ago, my husband was diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer. A bone scan showed the cancer had spread to many parts of his body. As my husband became weaker, I realized I needed help to care for him.
Now my husband is in a rehabilitation unit. Unfortunately, COVID-19 prevents me from seeing him. I live on the 18th floor of the high-rise and my husband lives on the third floor. We are near each other, yet so far away. Being apart from each other made us feel stressed, frustrated, and down.
Good Morning Everyone,
Another intriguing author, Linnea Tanner, and an excerpt from one of her stories on the fourth day of RWISA WRITES Showcase Tour.
Take a few minutes and enjoy this wonderful tale.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia
Welcome to the 2020 WATCH “RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour!
Featured Author for Thursday, 11/12/20…
RWISA Author, Linnea Tanner!
“KING’S CHAMPION”
At dawn tomorrow, I compete with every reputed warrior in our kingdom to become the King’s Champion. Defeating my opponents is almost an impossible feat for any man, much less a woman. Even so, I will triumph and win my father’s respect.
As the king’s eldest daughter, I vow to protect him and everyone in his kingdom. I stand ready to defend my father in mortal combat against any challenger vying for his crown. A true champion emblazons courage, loyalty, and sacred love for her king and family. But first, I must tell you my tale that seeded my desire to combat every warrior in the kingdom and stand by my father as his champion.
When I was barely five winters old, my mother and I gathered with villagers to…
Good Morning Everyone,
Please join me on the second day of the RWISA WRITE Showcase Tour as we listen to Jan Sikes and what she has to say about her life and how she lives it.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia
Good Morning Everyone,
For the next eleven days, RWISA will be featuring their writers in a showcase.
Come and get to know some of the best authors that we have in the world. They are not only magnificent authors but they are awesome people.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia
I am super excited to be participating in the 2020 Watch “RWISA” Write Showcase! And we are kicking it off with the amazing and talented #RWISA Author, Yvette Calleiro!
Newt Heisley, with the POW/MIA flag he designed. (Copyright Don Jones Photography)
*Heisley planned to add color to the black-and-white image, but those ideas were dropped
Article by Marc Leepson.
You see it everywhere—the stark, black-and-white POW/MIA flag—flying in front of VA hospitals, post offices and other federal, state and local government buildings, businesses and homes. It flaps on motorcycles, cars and pickup trucks. The flag has become an icon of American culture, a representation of the nation’s concern for military service personnel missing and unaccounted for in overseas wars.
From the Revolution to the Korean War, thousands of U.S. soldiers, Marines, airmen and sailors have been taken prisoner or gone missing. But it took the Vietnam War—and a sense of abandonment felt by wives and family members of Americans held captive—to bring forth what has evolved into the nation’s POW/MIA symbol.
The tingling of Jingle Bells heard on the streets,
Hurried, stressed, shopping,
Goose, turkey, deer, lamb or fish on the table,
That bring indigestion,
Overeating that deadens the guilty pull of our consciences,
Blinding us to the fact that over half the world is starving.
We get up from our tables,
With our plates still full of what we did not eat.
Christmas,
The celebration that has been taken over by our arrogance
Has been willfully dissected down to a small dot over the i to meet our emotional needs for belonging.
Our demands are for autonomy that separates us from the Creator who made us, demanding recognition as self-made men and women.
The virgin birth quietly disdained.
The God-Man ridiculed for such an unpopular entrance.
Unbelievable, we say.
His birth abhorred.
The Savior downgraded.
Christmas,
It’s about humiliation,
Believing in the virgin birth of the God-Man who upset the world.
Time changed from Before Christ to Anno Domini
And Salvation,
That dirty word that people seldom hear,
But when heard too often denied,
Opened the door to righteousness for all.
Though rejected by many, Love prevails.
Not in the gifts bought in department stores,
Not in the glamour of cosmetics, jewelry, or face-lifts,
Not in diamonds, silver, or gold,
Not in bonds, securities, puts, or calls,
Not in Christmas trees or cradles,
Not in boats, cars, planes, or trains,
That transport us away from the diffusion of our congregated confusion.
Christmas exists,
Because God took it upon himself to offer up the One sacrifice that would save us all.
Now Heaven’s gates are opened to all who believe.
That’s Christmas.
For God so loved the World that He gave his one and only son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16, The New International Version 1984 (NIV), Zondervan
Merry Christmas everyone,
Joyeux Noël à tous
Fröhliche Weihnachten an alle,
Buon Natale a tutti
It is the sixth day of December, and I am catching up after a month of NaNo (National Novel Writing Month) and three lovely days attending an online writers’ conference and book expo by RRBC from the first of December until the third of December. I now look forward to getting back into my routine.
Thanks to everyone who cheered me on during the month of November. I wrote 63,036 words on the third book of my series. Revision will start sometime next year.
Newt Heisley, with the POW/MIA flag he designed. (Copyright Don Jones Photography)
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