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Meet My Characters: Ethan and Ginger

Another couple of my fictional characters have been patiently waiting for their turn to be introduced, and so I thought it was time. Ethan and Ginger were the main characters in my first 'real' book. Their story has been written and rewritten, edited and changed so many times I've lost track, and yet they remain the same. So, without further ado, here they are.

Meet Ginger. Raised by a loving mom and dad, she's had little in her life to perplex or disturb her. Her older brother is her protector, her parents are her guides, and her Lord is her life. She's known very little sorrow, very little pain. Her world that has been so happy and full of sunshine is suddenly ripped apart when her brother is in a terrible automobile accident and almost loses his life. His recovery takes time, and through it, Ginger comes to realize that time is short, our lives on this earth are not to be taken for granted, and that one must value the blessings God has given before they are take…

Time to meet one of the most important people in my life...

Hello, everyone! I figured it was time to introduce someone who plays an integral part in my life, someone who helps me make decisions, name characters, and decide on yarn colors...
My Mom.
I'll start from the beginning. Mom was born in a small town in GA, although she was raised all over the world because her dad was military. She comes from a military background family. Her grandfather served in three branches, the other grandfather served in one branch, her father and one brother served as well.
Thanks to Mom being raised around the world, she knows a few things that people raised stateside don't- or, at least, isn't common. She knows that German French fries taste weird, how window blinds are different from ours, and some very interesting German phrases.
Mom is right in the middle of two brothers. Yes, I've heard many stories about her growing up with her older brother. Apparently having only brothers is not fun, or so she tells me. My favorite story is her one abo…

Don't Follow Your Heart

That's right. Don't follow your heart. So this has been on my mind for a while now. As a matter of fact, I posted on Facebook and Instagram about this:
Anyone who has read Jeremiah 17:9 should know that your heart will deceive you. Feelings are temporary. What you just know 'with all your heart' or 'in your gut' is right, often is not. And I admit it, I have been guilty of this just as much as anyone else. It's something God has to remind me of all the time, that I'm supposed to follow Him, not my own heart. It seems like every movie my younger siblings watch (or that I watched as a kid) pushed following your heart. As if somehow magically, following what you think is right will always bring about a happy ending and there will never be any trouble in your life. I don't agree with this. You can't follow your heart, because then you're following your own desires and wishes, not God's. And let's be honest, our own desires and wishes …

Quarter of a Century, and What to show for it?

I realize it's been way too long since my last post, but to tell the truth, there's been quite a lot going on in my household. Revival meetings with the Frazor Evangelistic Team, the flu, and preparations for a most significant event.... My birthday. Between those three things, I've been either kept in bed sick or gone all day for the past few weeks. Monday I left the house around 10, didn't get home till 4, then had to turn right around and leave at 5:15 to get to church!
Since my birthday is coming, I thought I'd tell you a little about important dates in my life.
January, some twenty-something years ago. One premature, squished-nose Melissa entered this world. Yes, squished nose. My nose was off to the side because my mom was too small to carry me to term and so yeah, my nose looked funny for a while.
Fast forward about 7 years. This is when I got saved. I don't know the exact date but I DO know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I trusted Jesus Christ as my …