Wow! Life has been busy here on my mountaintop in Southern Oregon, but I'm glad to be here today to welcome my guest Renee Blare. You are going to love her and her new boook!
Raised in Louisiana and Wyoming, Renee started writing poetry in junior high school and that, as they say, was that. After having her son, a desire to attend pharmacy school sent her small family to the University of Wyoming in Laramie, and she's been counting pills ever since.
While writing is her first love, (After the Lord and husband) she also likes to fish and hunt as well as pick away on her classical guitar.
Nestled against the Black Hills with her husband, crazy old dog and ornery cat, she serves the community of northeastern Wyoming as a pharmacist and pens her Christian stories, keeping them interesting with action and
intrigue. She loves to interact with readers and invites you to check out her website, blog, and social media.
Website: http://www.reneeblare.com/
Group Blog: http://diamondsinfiction.blogspot.com/
Life is good.
I
was sitting around my house one day and got a notion. “Why don’t we get a fish
tank?”
A trip to the
local pet store revealed an interesting revelation: there are a multitude of choices
that surround one categorical fact. It’s more work than I thought.
Undaunted, I loaded
my car with a ton of paraphernalia and headed home. A few hours and shredded
boxes later, the tank was up! Then came the rocks, the plants, and filter. A
few drops here, a few drops there, and the water sparkled.
After several days
and numerous trips back to the store, the tank came alive. Guppies, mollies,
and neons…vibrant colors splashed across a field of blue. A mass of tropical life
swarmed to the surface with a sprinkle of food.
And then I thought
was it may be like from the other side of the glass. I stopped and watched the
little fishes swim around their home. What did the marbled molly think of her
new home?
Life is so good. I
have a place to live, food, a big guy to clean the place. It can’t get any
better than this. Hey, the master put a new air stone in yesterday, so the
water tastes really fresh today.
But I wonder when he’s
going to change the filter. There’s algae everywhere. Poor Windex can’t keep
up. Plus that food’s a little stale. I wish he’d buy some new stuff soon. Not
to mention the man’s a little stingy with it. I mean, look how many fish are in
this place.
And those guppies are
such a pain…darting here and there all the time. As if the current doesn’t
disturb the water enough. Oh well, I guess I’ll stay out of the way. It’s for
the best anyway.
Do I do this? Does
it sound familiar to you? How many times do I have everything I need, but still
am not happy? I have air to breathe, water to drink, food to eat, and a roof
over my head, but for some reason, it’s not enough. I want more.
Often, I act like
that fish. I live in comfort, but complain about everything and everyone around
me. Or vice versa, I hide…and avoid the chaos of life.
Are you in the
tank? Gobbling up all you are given, only to whine about it later. Or do you
drift in the shadows and escape the world?
Either way, before
the next casual comment, whether complement or complaint, leaves your lips, stop
and look around. Dry your gills, and thank the Lord…for everything, even the
stale food. J
Remember, God and
His gift of life is good…no matter which tank you’re in.
Act 26:16 (NKJV) “But
rise and stand on your feet; for I have appeared to you for this purpose, to
make you a minister and a witness both of the things which you have seen and of
the things which I will yet reveal to you.”
Thank you, Renee, for this glimpse from the other side of the
glass.
Renee's new book.
To Soar on Eagles Wings.
Spring’s in the air. While the sun shines in Timber Springs, snow falls on
the Snowy Range, and trouble’s brewing in the meadows. The area’s new
game warden, Steve Mitchell launches his first wildlife investigation of the
season but the trouble follows him—straight to town.
Rachel Fitzgerald’s on Spring Break. Or at least she’s trying. Between
paperwork, and harassing phone calls, she may as well have stayed in her
classroom. So much for relaxation. A ‘chance’ meeting with her brother’s
old roommate offers her weary soul a shred of hope, but she discovers
love, like life, isn’t easy.
He talks with the wisdom of the Lord but rejects the future. She wants to
soar with the eagles but walks alone. And trusting God proves to be more
of a challenge than ever before...
This sounds super. Can't wait to get a copy.
Readers, please leave a comment with your email address and your name will be added to a drawing for a FREE copy!
We have a winner from last week's drawing. Karen Barnett congratulations! You have won a copy of The Journey of Eleven Moons. Please send your mailing address to bonnie.leon52@gmail.com.
Grace and peace to you from God,
Bonnie
Hi Bonnie. You have a beautiful blog! Thanks for the post. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a pleasure to have you here, Renee.
ReplyDeleteI like the way Renee tells a story and then makes an application.
ReplyDeleteI love that too, Lyla. I love her style and figure it will show up in her books. Looking forward to reading them.
ReplyDeleteHi Lyla! Thank you so much for stopping by. I'm glad you enjoyed the story. :)
ReplyDeleteNice blog kamundsen44(at)yahoo(dot)com. Kim
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kim. :)
ReplyDeleteI would love to read this book!
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I would love for you to read it too! :) Thanks for stopping by.
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