DON’T STOP LOVING

 
There are moments when it hits you how precious life is.
Like when I, time after time, go to look into one of our horse fields, only to not see the horses I expect to see. After years of seeing certain furry faces staring back at me, it still is strange to not see all of them.
I don’t think twice when I look. So often, we don’t. We get used to things being a certain way, for years.
But one day, it changes.
Life is a gift that we must never forget to be grateful for. Yeah, life is painful. Stressful. Those two words hold different weight to everyone: maybe we’re in physical, constant pain. Or maybe a dear loved one is suffering and there’s nothing we can do to stop it. Maybe we have no control over finances (which always seem to be a source of strife).
I’m sure every one of us can make a list of our pains, struggles, stresses, etc.
But are we making a list of blessings just as diligently?
Are we taking delight in the ‘small’, ‘mundane’ things? What about the neverending sky full of huge stars that the Master of Heaven created — do we take time to look up and see it? Do we take time out of our busy list of chores to go give a family member a hug?
These things we’re too busy or stressed out to notice, won’t always be there. And maybe this is something you hear all the time, it becomes dust to your ears: don’t take things for granted.
God didn’t put us on this earth to work ourselves to death. He gave us beauty so we can praise Him for it and rejoice! He gifted us with love from fellow humans because He wants us to have companionship. Are we rejoicing in all the gifts He’s given us? Or are we too worried to open our hearts? After all, everything has to end, right? If we let ourselves go freely to the Lord and strive to find reasons to rejoice, what happens when our hearts are broken? What happens when the pain knocks us down and bloodies our knees? How can we dance then? Why bother dancing at all, when pain and sorrow is sure to come?

 Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. – 1st John 4:7-8

God created us to love Him. That’s a choice we have to make. But when we choose to live for Him, we choose to love. But that’s something easy to forget, isn’t it? To love deeply is dangerous. But God calls His people to be bold as lions! That doesn’t mean we have to be clawing and roaring all the time. Sometimes, being bold is opening our hearts up.
Never forget to love. It hurts to lose things, and sometimes, it hurts to love (people don’t always return love). But God didn’t create us to just exist. He created us to love.
So, don’t stop looking, just because the fields are changed. Love what’s in front of you. Maybe that will change one day — goodbyes are painful. But they’re beautiful, too.  To see such changes in life as good things is a choice we have to make. Rejoicing in Jesus despite anything isn’t something that comes natural. Humans are sinful by nature, after all. But making that choice, to rejoice, no matter how much our hearts may break? That’s boldness. That’s pleasing the Lord. Life is a precious gift from God and we can’t forget that.
God bless,
– Ang
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BOOK SPOTLIGHT | ORPHANS OF THE WEST by FAITH BLUM

Howdy, friend! I’m excited to share a book spotlight for TWO books today! =D Be sure to check these cool books out because there’s a giveaway, as well!

 

ABOUT THE BOOKS

Sing the Wondrous Story

an Orphans of the West novella

Jason was kicked out three years ago. His judgmental actions and decisions caused a rift and turmoil within his family, especially concerning his sister, Jessamine. Now God is leading him to return home—a home he isn’t certain he will be welcomed back to. The last three years has led to personal growth, he still has a lot to learn. Can he overcome his past mistakes or will he always be the black sheep?

Jessamine has popularity and the attention of many in town except the two men she wants to catch for herself. She lives for those moments of attention and needs to marry a rich man to buy all the pretty things she desires. There are two men who fit that and she will stop at nothing to find a husband to make her life perfect. When Jason returns and challenges her actions, will she be able to let go of her plan? Can she find love in more than herself?

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He Leadeth Me

(Orphans of the West, #4)

Gage was eight when his parents died, but despite that, he has been content with his life. He misses the farm, though, and when his uncle gives him the deed and tells him to go back, he seizes the opportunity.

Almost a full day’s ride, Gage reconnects with his friend, Danny and settles into farm life. Then someone shows up claiming Gage’s long-dead father owed a large sum of money that has accrued thirteen years of interest.

What will Gage do when he learns of his father’s past? Will he let God lead him no matter what happens?

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Faith Blum is a small-town Wisconsin girl. She’s lived in, or outside of, small towns her whole life. The thought of living in a city with more than 60,000 people in it scares her, especially after some interesting adventures driving through big cities like Minneapolis and St. Paul, Minnesota.

Faith currently resides in the middle of the state of Wisconsin with her husband and their cat, Smokey. She is blessed to be able to have writing as her full-time career with household work and cooking to do on the side. She loves to paint walls as long as she doesn’t have to do hallways or ceilings.

When not writing, you can find her cooking food from scratch due to food allergies (fun), doing dishes (meh), knitting, crocheting, sewing, reading, or spending time with her husband (yay!). She is also a Community Assistant for the Young Writers Workshop and loves her work there. She loves to hear from her readers, so feel free to contact her on her website.

FOLLOW ALONG!

We have two weeks of amazing blog posts culminating in a fantastic Facebook party on the 26th, 1:00 to 2:30 PM CDT!

Wednesday, September 12th

Intro Post // Kellyn Roth @ Reveries

Sing the Wondrous Story Spotlight // Faith Blum @ Writings, Ramblings, and Reflections

Author Interview // Germaine Han @ The Writing Mafia

Thursday, September 13th

Book Spotlight // Kaylee @ Kaylee’s Kind Of Writes

Saturday, September 15th

Book Spotlight // Angela R. Watts @ The Peculiar Messenger

Monday, September 17th

Review of Sing the Wondrous Story // Abigail McKenna @ Novels, Dragons, and Wardrobe Doors

Wednesday, September 19th

Author Interview // Maddie Morrow @ What a Novel Idea

Guest Post // Medomfo @ Writings from a God Girl

Thursday, September 20th

Guest Post // Rachel Rossano

Friday, September 21st

Book Spotlight // Amanda Tero @ With a Joyful Noise

Saturday, September 22nd

Review of Sing the Wondrous Story // Kellyn Roth @ Reveries

Monday, September 24th

Review of Sing the Wondrous Story // Grace Maples @ Proclaiming His Excellencies

Tuesday, September 25th

Review of Sing the Wondrous Story // Chloe @ Purely by Faith Reviews

Wednesday, September 26th

He Leadeth Me Spotlight // Faith Blum @ Writings, Ramblings, and Reflections

Review of Sing the Wondrous Story // Hanne T @ RockandMinerals4Him

Wrap-Up Post // Kellyn Roth @ Reveries

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GIVEAWAY!

Enter the giveaway! The winner will receive a notebook, metal bookmark, and a paperback copy of one of the books (their choice).

CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

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Thanks for joining me, y’all! Be sure to give Faith a follow. 🙂 And before you head out, I’m almost to my goal amount of beta readers for Seek! So if you’re interested, sign ups close on the 20th!

God bless!

– Ang

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BETA READ SEEK

The month of September has been a whirlwind so far. I got sick and am still recovering. We’re on the verge of packing our house because we sold house #1 (more on this to come). And, today, 9/11, I fasted for the first time. The fast ran from 6 AM to 6 PM today (I didn’t eat till 7:20 though). During that fast, we prayed for North Carolina — that God will guide hurricane Florence out to sea and have mercy on the US.

September 11th has been sobering today, as well. Our nation changed seventeen years, and it has never been the same. We cannot forget the lives lost and given that day. Remember. And continue to pray for mercy over our nation!

I do have exciting news. Seek is coming to an end sooner than I expected, so beta reader sign ups are OPEN! You can sign up HERE:

I have to run write, so that’s all for now. 😉 Thanks so much and see y’all soon. God bless!

– Ang

 

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HOMEWARD | A SHORT STORY

Hello, friend! In July, I entered the Golden Rain Short Story contest, hosted by Annie Louis Twitchell. The theme was remembrance. My mind immediately landed on the idea of a veteran/Army inspired short story… But I wanted to go further. I wanted to remember something that hurts a great deal but we often shy away from.

Suicide.

My following short story won the contest. Please note, that once the next winner of the Golden Rain contest is announced, this story will be removed off the website and I will be publishing it on Amazon Kindle only, and it will remain free. Please remain in prayer that every soul will believe suicide is not the answer.

 

HOMEWARD BY ANGELA R. WATTS

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As you may have heard of, 22 veterans a day are lost to suicide. Suicide has become a dark stronghold on this nation, but we cannot let it win. Jesus wins. To fight the lie that suicide is, we must pray. Please share this story to help reach others.

God bless.

– Angela

ROADS | A POEM

 ROADS

There was a road that I could not guide,
A long, winding road full of kind dreams,
But I could not stop the danger, no matter how hard I tried,
So her road ended, and I pushed on.

There was a road, for a girl who loved to dance and skip,
But the road was cut short,
And I sat in a white bed, with her on my hip,
Promising the road would go on and we’d face it together, but her road ended in a big white room, and my road goes on forever.

There is a road that crawls to a cemetery, near a big white church,
And I go sit there and often wonder,
Beside two gravestones under the strong silver birch,
Of where those two roads travelled into heaven that I cannot see.

— Roads, WAR, by Angela R. Watts (copyright 2018 all rights reserved)