May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13
Story Description:
My Thoughts:
Suzanne Woods Fisher's story delves into the tragedy of adults who, often by no
fault of their own, never learned to read. Reminiscent of Catherine Marshall's Christy, a beloved telling of
Appalachian life, The Moonlight School
tells the tale of Miss Lucy, a young lady from the city, who learns, with some
surprise, life in the mountains has a beauty all its own. I particularly
enjoyed the story of Brother Wyatt and his heart for the folks in the
mountains. A variety of characters sprinkled through the story have lived
fascinating lives. Cora's story, based on the real person who started the
moonlight schools is inspiring. I truly enjoyed every bit of this book,
including a thread of mystery. I agree with the description I found on Amazon—as I finished the last pages, I thanked God for the privilege
of reading. As someone who worked in an elementary school library and as a
volunteer in my daughter's first grade class, I'm accustomed to the excitement and
delight little ones share when they learn to read. To read about adults who
found satisfaction in the written word thrilled my heart. I received a
complimentary copy of this book. Opinions expressed in this review are
completely my own.
Luke 2:6-7
While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.
As an
American consumer, I used to make Christmas way too complicated. The shopping,
the decorating, the baking exhausted me. For the past several years, I've
stepped back and made an attempt to simplify. Less presents, decorating with
the items I hold dear, and more focused time in the kitchen. I confess—I love Christmas. But what I love the most about this
beautiful holiday has less to do with the gifts, baubles, and cookies and more
to do with the people.
First being—Jesus—the babe in the manger who grew to be
a King. Even as King, he lived a simple existence as he walked this earth. His
life reflects the love and grace he gives. I praise God for sending his son to
us.
Second being—my husband—we go through this life together encouraging
and loving one another. For this I am so thankful.
Third being—our family—our
children and their families, my mom, our siblings, and the
many who connect, love, check in on, and surround Tim and I with their love. I
appreciate them so much.
Fourth being—friends—dear friends I've reconnected with
from college and the many friends made through the years. Our neighbors who
wave a friendly hello when we walk the neighborhood. My writing friends I've met
on social media from all over the world. The church filled with folks who walk with us on our spiritual journey. Thank you.
Fifth being—the folks we are yet to connect with—those God will place in our path.
All these
people bless our lives. I thank God for each one.
As I reflect
on this strange, stressful year, I thank God for Jesus and for you.
May the New
Year bring joy, peace, and hope as we celebrate the babe in the manger and look
forward to a new calendar filled with wonder and adventure.
Here's to a Happy New
Year!
