Posts Tagged "A Legacy for Life"

Ten Things This Author Loves to Hear!

Posted by on Sep 14, 2015 in Blog, Double Cousins |

Ten Things This Author Loves to Hear!

    1. I  couldn’t stop reading your book. 2. When is the next book coming out? 3. This reminded me of my Grandma/Grandpa. 4. I just put a review up on Amazon. 5. This is the first book my son ever enjoyed reading. He can’t wait for the next one. 6. My children/grandchildren and I are reading the book together. 7. I caught my child reading your book under the covers with a flashlight. 8. I would like two please! 9. I could really relate to that piece! 10. Can I publish your book and give you a large advance? (A girl can dream, can’t she?)      ...

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The Most Powerful Presence

Posted by on Dec 9, 2014 in Home Is Where The Story Starts |

We spent Thanksgiving with some of my McKnight cousins. It was so much fun laughing and remembering together. We found ourselves bringing our grandparents into the conversation over and over. Whether it was mimicking one of Grandpa’s pet sayings, or commenting of how proud Grandma would have been of one of the kids attitudes their presence was felt. Oh, not literally. They weren’t there in some ghostly way. It is just that we know them. They invested in us and taught us. We sense what they would say and do. We also spoke about how we tend to hang on to things just because they belonged to someone we love. I’m really bad about that. I guess it feels like they are not completely gone if I have something of theirs. I’m working at whittling down the things we have to things we truly love and can use. But it is hard. When I was packing books last summer I found a small book on the shelf. It is old and the cover says it is a World Devotional Classic. On the flyleaf it is inscribed to my Grandpa and Grandma McKnight.  To: Franz and Eleanor for their gracious hospitality and Christian fellowship in the LORD. Bill   Psalm 13:6  It is a copy of The Spiritual Riches of John Bunyan, published in 1952. I have been reading this book here and there, ever since. I haven’t made it far. I keep getting distracted and when I come back to it, I reread the part I already started because it is so good. One simply cannot overdose on the attributes of God. Last week I reread a short paragraph and I copied it into my journal. I prayed over it and asked the Lord to help me hold onto this passage. I believe that if I can truly GET the truth of this point it will CHANGE MY LIFE. It would change yours too. Here it is.  PRESENCE OF GOD God’s presence is renewing, transforming, seasoning, sanctifying, commanding, sweetening, and lightening to the soul. Nothing like it in all the world: his presence supplies all wants, heals all maladies, saves from all dangers; is life in death, heaven in hell, all in all.  Whether I’m at home, at work, in my car, in danger, in perfect safety, having a good day, a bad day, or somewhere in between God is with me. His Holy Spirit lives within me. I hope the knowledge of HIS presence affects me even more than the memory of my grandparent’s presence. After all, HE is actually still here! Psalm 139:7-12  Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If I...

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A Right and A Responsibility!

Posted by on Nov 4, 2014 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts |

This is a column I wrote for the Newberry Observer back in 2010. It is applicable for today! Enjoy! I am so excited for November 2nd to get here, I can’t hardly wait! It is, after all one of my favorite things in life. On November 2nd I get to go stand in line, get my ballot, go into my private little booth—how exciting is that—and making sure no one sees what I am marking. I get to have my say.   The thing is, I’m not just excited for November 2nd because of the present dissatisfaction with the direction in America and our government. I am excited because this is something that I was raised to deem important. In my family voting was never questioned. It was something you did because you were an American. It is, after all our right and our responsibility.   When we are given such a huge gift, such as freedom we are then responsible to take care of that gift. This was not preached to us but lived out. My grandparents and parents got excited about voting. They paid attention to the news. They discussed politics. Then, they made the best decision they could and they voted.   I remember a conversation between my Grandpa Jones and my Dad. Grandpa was probably in his early 80’s and he was concerned about the direction of the country. He commented that he just wanted to leave a better place for his grandchildren. He wondered if he had done enough to ensure that. He was born in 1905 so he had seen hard times. He had seen good government leaders and bad ones. He had voted a lot. But he still felt the responsibility. Overheard conversations like that one really make an impression.   I couldn’t wait until I was old enough to vote. When Ronald Reagan died I sat on my couch and cried while I watched the news coverage. My niece sat with me and watched me cry. I could tell she didn’t understand what Aunt Miriam was so sad about. “Ronald Reagan was the first President I ever voted for,” I explained. “He was a real American hero.”   Even at her young age she understood. Her parents believe in voting too, you see. Now my nieces and nephews, several in their teens, are anxiously awaiting the day when they can vote.   One thing that is so amazing to me is that it doesn’t matter if you are rich, poor, black, white, red, brown, or yellow. If you are an American and 18 you can vote. Even if you are living in Thailand you can get an absentee ballot and vote. Why wouldn’t you?   It doesn’t matter if you live in South Dakota, South Florida, or South Carolina. You can live on the coast or in the forgotten middle of the country. You can live in Manhattan, New York or Manhattan, Kansas. You can be unemployed or the CEO of...

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Virtual Book Tour – The Girl on the Staircase

Posted by on Jul 26, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

Welcome once again to the Virtual Book Tour for All I Have Needed-A Legacy for Life. If you have been following all week you have visited five different sites.  Are you ready for number six?  I am delighted to have Adriana Vermillion host my post today on her blog. She is an amazing friend, mother, entrepreneur, teacher, mentor, and potty whisperer. What did you say? Yes, you heard me right. Potty Whisperer. I admit when I met her at Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference my face probably gave me away. I was thinking, What in the world? But then Adriana smiled at me and explained in her lilting voice that POTT’Y stands for Passionate Optimal Thinker Teaching the “Y” Generation. A quick look at her home page will show you she deals with everything from potty training to phone aps, emotional difficulties to financial problems. So, let’s get started! After reading my post for today take some time to check out her site. There is enough there to keep you busy for the next month! Please click on the picture below to be transported to today’s post!...

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Virtual Book Tour – Day Four – On The Road Again!

Posted by on Jul 24, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

Today we celebrate National Cousins Day! I am delighted because this post will go hand in hand with such a day. You see, the day I speak of in my post was made possible by my oldest Jones cousin, Gordon. I think that’s cool! The host of today’s post is my friend, Carol Weeks. When I first met Carol at the Christian Communicators Conference I liked her. But, as I learned more about her I realized she is a bit of a dark horse. She came across as a mild, sweet lady. She is. But, her mild sweetness hides depths of wit and wisdom that sneak up on you and smack you right in the face like that old commercial. “Thanks, I needed that.” I am delighted that Carol has agreed to be the host for the fourth installment of the virtual book tour for All I Have Needed-A Legacy for Life. Click the photo below to be transported to Carol’s blog, Speaking Hope Ministry....

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Virtual Book Tour — The Words We Choose

Posted by on Jul 23, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized | 1 comment

Welcome to day three of the virtual book tour for All I Have Needed-A Legacy For Life.  We are going to flip the process today and I am posting the content on my pages. Our host, Lisa Heidrich is posting the link to my site on her blog at Lisa Heidrich is a speaker, author, and voice-over artist. In addition, she is a nurse! Lisa’s book Speaking Confidence was published by Chalfont House Publishing and is available in paperback and on Kindle. Welcome to Lisa’s readers as well as those who normally visit my blogs!  Enjoy! My Grandma and Bin Laden—The Words We Choose Colossians 4:6 ~ “Let your speech be alway with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.”   I am so grateful that Osama bin Laden was brought to justice. I’m thankful to our wonderful military and the government leaders who made the necessary decisions that led to his death. I couldn’t help but think of Grandma Jones when I heard the news. I think of her every time I hear bin Laden’s name. Grandma was best known for one thing. She kept her peace. If she couldn’t think of anything nice to say, she just didn’t say anything. She was the epitome of the phrase from Proverbs 31:26 that says “In her tongue is the law of kindness.” The worst thing I ever heard her say about anyone was what she said about bin Laden after 9/11. She tended toward short statements. Short and sweet, generally, but when it wasn’t sweet, it got even shorter. What she said about bin Laden that day struck me stronger than any long speech I’ve heard on the subject. “That ornery guy.” Three words. That’s all she had to say about him. The look on her face and her tone of voice said more than the words. In her voice was every bit of disregard she could muster. I thought about what she would say now, if she was still alive. I had an imaginary conversation with her. “Grandma, bin Laden was killed.” “Good.” One of my Jones cousins mentioned that her other grandpa was exactly like Grandma. He didn’t often say anything negative, either. In fact, the worst thing she ever heard him say was about bin Laden also. He said, “What a dirty dog.” It started me thinking. We are surrounded every day by angry people making angry statements. People spout unkind, hurtful things. I’ve thought many times how much I wished I was more like Grandma. Imagine what the world would be like if the worst thing we said was “That ornery guy” or “What a dirty dog.” What if we saved the truly bad phrases for the people who deserved them? What if we took a page from Grandma Jones’ and Granddad Edington’s book? What if … She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness (Proverbs 31:26)....

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Virtual Book Tour-The Answer to Why!

Posted by on Jul 22, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

Welcome to the second day of the official virtual book tour for All I Have Needed—A Legacy for Life. Today, our host is Sue Badeau, half of the amazing Hector and Sue Badeau team. They are the parents of 22—yes, I said 22 children—some through birth and some through adoption. Sue is a nationally known speaker and trainer on child trauma, foster care and adoption. Sue and Hector are the authors of Are We There Yet: The Ultimate Road Trip-Adopting and Raising 22 Kids, which will be released this fall. She is one of the endorsers of my book. Above all, she is my friend. Please click this photo and travel with me to her blog!...

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Come Travel With Me!

Posted by on Jul 19, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

Do you like to travel? I sure do. I enjoy going new places and seeing new faces. I find that it’s the best way for me to really learn about the world. In fact, I have a difficult time really comprehending the reality of other people and places unless I see them for myself. Weird I know, but it is how God made me. When I travel I learn things I would never have thought to dream about. I gain new perspectives. I find new friends. Ones I want to return to visit again. I like to say that if I went to the moon and there were people there, I would love it and want to stay. So, I’m sure it’s not hard for you to imagine that one of my favorite things to do is travel around and speak about the writing process in schools, speak to ladies groups about legacy, and have book signings. This has proven to be a great way to let people know about my books. With the recent release of my latest book All I Have Needed-A Legacy For Life I am working hard at promotion and sales. This leads to the subject of book tours. I would love to be able to do an honest-to-goodness book tour. However, with the price of gas, our scheduled move, and the fact that I am simultaneously sprinting to the finish line with the revisions on my third children’s mystery, that is NOT going to happen. Sad, but true fact. What’s a girl to do? Well, here is the scoop. I learned recently about something called a virtual book tour, or sometimes they are called blog tours. The idea is that other bloggers host my blogs for several days. Every day I will post the link on my sites to the other blog site my post is visiting. You click the link, and voila, you are traveling to another blog. You get to see content from me on someone else’s site. Maybe, just maybe you will even read some of their previous posts. Perhaps—like me when I travel—you will gain a new perspective, make a new friend, or learn something new! My blog tour starts this Sunday, July 21st and will continue all week through Saturday, July 27th. It will be occurring on both, and So, pack your virtual bags and get ready for this travel opportunity! Hope to see you...

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Stimulating Memories, Reconnecting Friends

Posted by on Jul 12, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

I love hearing from readers with their comments about how my book, All I Have Needed–A Legacy for Life affected them.  Every few days I get an email, a phone call, or just someone stopping me to tell me their reactions to the stories in my book. Almost invariably they say something like, “It makes me think of my grandparents”, or “it made me start sorting through those old photos,” or in the case of my aunt, “It reminded me of that notebook I have that belonged to your mother.” I couldn’t be happier. You see, my goal in writing this book isn’t just to tell stories. Oh sure. I love telling stories. It is who I am. But, there is more. I believe that unless we tell stories, unless we save our memories, unless we listen to our elders and record their memories we lose. We lose a lot of wisdom. We lose a lot of humor. We lose a lot that God intends for us to have for years to come. One of my best friends called the other day. She was wound up. This friend knows my family so well she almost knows them better than I do. We have been friends since 1991 so she has had many opportunities to hear my stories. She had just finished my book that morning. She was delighted with the stories.  After all, she knew many of them. To her it was like reading about her own family. But that’s not why she called. When she called she was on her way home from a restaurant where she enjoyed a meal with her parents and some friends from church. These friends are a retired minister and his wife who moved from California to Pennsylvania to be near their daughter. So, my friend was sitting there eating her supper when she thought to herself. This man reminds me so much of Miriam’s dad. His mannerisms. His way of speaking. I wonder if they know each other. After all, Miriam’s dad went to seminary in California and had three churches out there. And this pastor went to Pillsbury. Miriam’s dad went to Pillsbury. I wonder. So she asked. “Do you know Pastor Marvin Jones?” Well. Did he? Oh yeah! Turns out this man grew up in Estherville, Iowa where Grandpa McKnight was Pastor when my parents married. My daddy was his Sunday School teacher. He was in the youth group with my Aunt. My grandpa preached at his ordination service. My sister visited his church when she was on deputation. He knows three generations of my family and has a deep respect for my daddy and grandpa. My friend was stunned. So, she shared about the book and he is reading it. And, just the other day, I received an email from this Pastor. A man I have heard about my entire life. You see, my family held him in high esteem too. I love the way this book helped us reconnect...

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