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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/12/2008 11:20:03 AM
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Quoting Scripture
I see it so often in various threads around here; the most recent occurrence was just earlier this morning . . . "Somewhere in the Bible, it says, __________ - or something along those lines" . . . (not a verbatim quote, but rather a representative "conglomerate").
Quite honestly, this practice bothers and saddens me.
If I'm going to quote Scripture, I'm going to want to quote it correctly.
To do otherwise seems, to me, to be not only lazy, but also disrespectful of The Word of Our Lord.
I am certainly not a theologian in any stretch of the imagination; but I do feel it to be very important and quite necessary to cite at least the chapter and preferably also the verse when I am quoting the Bible. There are a few reasons for why I am passionate about this:
(1) Many people live sometimes their entire lives believing something came from the Bible; when in fact, it really didn't.
This is spiritually dangerous; regardless of whether what they are misbelieving (as Scriptures) are feel-good platitudes or stern admonishments. If one doesn't truly know whether something is really Scriptural or not, then how can one know what their basis of belief really is? And if one knows for a fact that what they're quoting is, indeed, Scriptural, then why not provide the Scriptural reference?
(2) Providing chapter and verse references for where the text can be found also allows one to read the surrounding verses and to know the context from which such "quote" was taken.
(3) If we are to teach new Believers or not-yet Believers the Word of God, then wouldn't it make much more sense to actually take a moment to provide them with specific references to study? How is it a good witness or a good teaching to say, "Well, I'm sure it's in the Bible somewhere"? Recently, I've even seen as a response when someone questioned the basis for something that a person had written (and in this case, it truly was NOT Scriptural) . . "It's in the Bible; it's not my responsibility to tell you where; it's your responsibility to look it up for yourself."
Sometimes I wonder if we get so caught up in defending our position that we simply don't take the time to back our words up with supporting facts.
Ephesians 6:10-18 tells us the importance of wearing the full Armor of God, and expounds on each aspect: Belt of Truth, Breastplate of Righteousness, Shoes of Peace, Shield of Faith, Helmet of Salvation and Sword of the Spirit.
The Sword of the Spirit IS The Word of God. (Ephesians 6:17)
How sharp can one's sword be if when they go to rely on it, they can't be specific and can only claim to know that "it's somewhere in the Bible"?
In the age of technology, there are various online Bible Study tools that make it incredibly easy to find whether something really is or is not in the Bible. (And of course, there's also the good "old-fashioned" concordances)
In fact, Crosswalk has a pretty cool online Bible Study tools RIGHT HERE
You can quickly search for any text in many different translations.
Y'all be abundantly blessed!
HIS Peace and HIS Joy,
Sharon-Marie
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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/21/2008 4:13:26 PM
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Carrie & Gloria
As I got on the bus this afternoon, there were two women sitting up front; opposite aisles of each other and in the middle of a conversation. There was no one else on the bus; just the bus driver, these two ladies and myself.
Gloria was explaining to Carrie what Good Friday was. Carrie then told Gloria that even though she's a pagan, she still believes that Jesus died for her.
I immediately started praying for Our Lord's presence and HIS Wisdom and Guidance.
Carrie went through a list of things she has been and/or still is: pagan, wiccan, tree hugger, naturist, druid.
I kept praying.
Gloria started talking about what Jesus had done for her in her life. Periodically, Carrie, would say, "that's cool." Then she'd start talking about how she could mix Jesus in with all her other beliefs and that He would understand.
I kept praying.
Gloria suddenly said, "No darlin' - it doesn't work that way." Carrie rebutted with how she was an independent woman and that she bowed to no man.
I kept praying.
Out of the blue, Carrie started crying and started talking about how hurt she has been by hypocritical Christians and how whenever she's tried to go to church no one would sit next to her and they would actually move away if she sat too close. She said that people couldn't get pass her piercings and tattoos.
I kept praying.
Gloria was a bit stunned and didn't say anything, so Carrie continued on. She mentioned that what she wanted from Jesus was to bring her son's father back into his life.
I almost started crying, but I didn't.
And I kept praying.
Amazingly; not one other person got on the bus during the entire trip. And not one of us got off neither; we were all headed to the bus station to switch busses. Gloria asked for Carrie's phone number and asked if she could call her. Carrie couldn't get her pen out of her purse quick enough.
I then felt Our Lord's permission to speak and I asked the ladies if I could interrupt them.
They both look at me and BOTH of them were smiling (and the hardness from Carrie's face had softened from when I first saw her as I was getting on the bus).
I looked at Carried and told her that I was a Christian and that Gloria was right (about Jesus loving Carrie). I also told her that I would be praying for her son and his father.
By now, the bus had pulled into the station.
Carrie jumped up, hugged Gloria and then hugged me.
Gloria hugged me also.
It was a big ole hug fest, y'all. 
So we all get off the bus to wait for our connecting busses. Godincidentally, Carrie and I were waiting for the same bus. The 3 of us stood around still talking; only it was Carrie doing most of the talking. She started telling Gloria and me all "her sins": tattoos, piercings, drug addict, stripper.
I started praying again.
She pointed to one of her piercings and said that she did that one so that she could suffer with Christ.
My heart almost broke.
And I kept praying.
She shared with us a lot of pain and a lot of mixed up ideas about who Jesus is.
I then felt a permission again to speak.
So I looked at her and told her to get all the piercings she wanted; but to never feel that she had to suffer the agonies that Our Lord did, because we don't have to do that; that's not what He's about. He suffered once and for all. She didn't have to scourge herself for him. He loves her unconditionally.
She started crying again.
Our bus came and we both said goodbye to Gloria (who was waiting for another bus).
I had about 10 more minutes with Carrie before I had to get off the bus.
I told her that I had not experienced many of the things she had, but yet I had gone through other pains and that Jesus was always there with me.
She brought up hypocrisy again. I agreed with her; I told her I abhorred hypocrisy and I also told her that just because someone calls themselves a Christian doesn't necessarily make it so; it's how a person lives their life that is the real telling.
I wanted to share with her my favorite Latin saying about don't let the, uhm, "ones" get you down, but I didn't think that it was appropriate at the moment. So I just told her to ignore the hypocritical people.
She started talking about how the devil makes them do things, and I told her I didn't like to give him glory not even for the evil in this world. She looked at me very puzzled and asked, "But doesn't evil come from the devil."
Yes it does, but my preferred way of referring to him, if at all, is "the defeated one". That's exactly what he is: defeated. He always has been and always will be. God gave each of us free will. The defeated one can tempt us, but it's ultimately each of us who have to make our decisions every day about how we're going to live our life. To blame it on him just gives him glory; and in my mind, he deserves absolutely no glory. If anything, he deserves to be reminded that he IS defeated.
She gave me her phone number and ask for mine; of which I gave to her (and of which I also gave to Gloria when she asked for it as well).
By now, it was time for me to get off the bus.
Carrie jumped up, grabbed me and hugged me for quite a long time. She then kissed my cheek and said, "Thank you."
I was flabbergasted.
I cried on the way home.
I also prayed for Carrie and for Gloria.
I asked Our Lord to bless both of them and I thanked Him for allowing me to be a part of everything that happened.
What a beautiful gift on Good Friday.
What a tremendous reminder of HIS Love for us.
If y'all think about it, please lift up a prayer or two for both of these precious women: Gloria and Carrie.
And if y'all think about it, please also pray for me; that I will follow Our Lord's Guidance and utilize HIS Wisdom in how and what to say to Carrie the next time I see her; for I'm very sure today was not just a fleeting moment.
Thank you.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/22/2008 9:31:03 PM
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The Good News!
After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from Heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; He has risen; just as He said. Come and see the place where He lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples, 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."
Matthew 28:1-7
Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in Heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."
Matthew 28:18-20
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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/25/2008 10:51:05 PM
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Meeting CS
Back in the early part of 2002, a new client hired me to check her post office box every day and to manage her mail.
To accomplish this, I had to take a bus into town and another bus back out of town. The mail check only took minutes, if that much; but there was a 30 minute-wait to catch the bus again. The first few days, I amused myself by window shopping and such while waiting for the bus to come. However, I soon grew tired of that, Being a minimalist, I've just never been much on shopping; window or otherwise. Besides the novelty of such can wear off pretty quickly when one looks at the same shops every day.
During one of these days, I walked into the consignment shop that had the little coffee bar in the corner. The guy behind the counter smiled and said, "Sweets, this is the 3rd day in a row that you've been in here. That makes you a regular." He held out his hand, and as we shook hands, he said, "I'm Jack, and this is my store. Welcome. Nice to meet you." I told him my name . . . and after we went through the usual initial questions of whether I go by both names, he said, "Come over here; I want to introduce you to 2 other regulars."
At the end of the bar were 2 men engaged in a conversation with each other. I had been vaguely aware of them the previous 2 days I had visited this shop; one of those days they were sitting at the end of the bar as they were on this day, and another one of those days they were sitting on one of the consignment shop's sofas - which, btw, was a very nice golden tan overstuffed leather sofa.
Jack introduced me and said, "Now remember, her name is Sharon-Marie; not Sharon." Both men smiled and shook my hand; and then in a spontaneous moment of goofyness Bob, CS and Jack all very dramatically shook hands and "introduced" themselves to each other; each one using both their first and middle names. It made me laugh.
The 4 of us exchanged a few pleasantries and then Jack went to fill my coffee order. Bob asked me a few polite questions, but I could sense that this CS guy was wanting to get back to his private conversation with Bob. I told them both it was nice meeting them and went to go get my coffee.
By this time, Aggie had decided she was interested in meeting me also, just about the same time that Henry, her son, came back into the shop. Aggie and Henry were definite fixtures at this unique little place . . . they were Jack's dogs. Henry has since passed on, but on that particular day, he was quite eager to make my acquaintance. Aggie took a little time in warming up to me; but then she does that with everyone.
As I was walking out the door, I heard CS and Bob say goodbye to me. I turned around to smile at them, and the 3 of us waved goodbye.
And THAT was the day CS and I met. Nothing really spectacular. I don't even know the exact date; although I do know it was sometime during March of 2002. I left the coffee shop thinking that Jack, Bob and CS seemed to be pretty nice guys. I don't remember thinking anything out of the ordinary about CS . . . except for the fact that I had never actually known nor met anyone that wore perfectly round coke bottle glasses.
I was, however, quite enamored with Aggie and Henry.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/26/2008 5:43:03 PM
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The Beginning of the Beginning
The funny thing about meeting CS . . . the very time of day that I had chosen to do my client's daily mail check was during the same time-frame that Bob and CS had been meeting up at the coffee shop for their daily get-togethers. In fact, they had been doing this for years.
Even funnier, I had not drank coffee (whether full-blown or decaf) for two years when I wandered into the consignment shop that first day. But, I had spent so much time meandering around and looking at all of Jack's treasures that I felt guilty; and so I bought that first coffee drink. As y'all may know, I absolutely love Jack's coffee, and have from the very first sip. Good stuff.
To amuse myself during my 30-minute wait on the bus, most days I would go and say hey to Jack, Bob and CS; the 3 of whom were very good friends with each other . . . and also quite a very entertaining trio. In fact, they had a few amusing nicknames for the three of them.
As time went on, instead of just getting my coffee and going on my way, I started hanging around until I absolutely had to to leave so as to not miss the bus (fortunately for me, the bus stop was about a half-block away).
I met a lot of people that way; it seemed that everyone eventually made their way into Jack's store.
I had many fascinating conversations over myriad cups of coffee with a variety of people. Sometimes CS and/or Bob wouldn't be there, but there was always someone to gab with.
By now, CS and I had known each other for about 4 months. On average, we saw each other at Jack's about 3-4 times each week; everything still being pretty much unplanned. A few days earlier, someone had joked with him about how we were causing rumors and people were beginning to wonder about the two of us. Frankly, it made the both of us blush.
It also caused me to seriously look at him. Was I interested in him more than a friend? Was he interested in me? I had to admit to myself that yes, I was definitely interested in him.
One of the sweetest ways anyone has ever expressed their feelings for me was when CS would walk through the door of the coffee shop and then smile real big and give a little "hop" when he saw me. Or when, if he was already there and I walked through the door, he would smile and give that same little hop on the bar stool. I don't even think he was aware of it. I wasn't even aware of it until it was pointed out to me by someone else.
Around that same time period, I had signed a lease on a in-town office and had bought some really nice office furniture from Jack's consignment shop. The challenge was trying to figure out how to get all the stuff to my office.
I decided to bribe Bob and CS with Frostys from Wendy's as payment. I had heard how much they both loved those things.
Now . . . between you and me, I knew that Bob would most likely decline such an amazing deal because he was having back problems at the time.
So, the next day, I made my fabulous offer of Frostys in exchange for someone's truck and muscles. To my delight, Bob immediately declined and CS immediately accepted.
Truthfully, I really had expected CS to go through the drive-thru to get the Frostys. But he pulled into a parking place and suggested we go in and "sit a while," I was pleasantly surprised. As we were walking into the restaurant, he jokingly said, "So this is what you look like outside of the coffee shop." LOL
We stayed there, at Wendy's, for over an hour before we both realized that the day was slipping away and that we both had things to do.
We took my furniture to my office and carried it upstairs. CS helped me arrange everything until I was satisfied with how things looked, and then he offered me a ride home. As I was getting out of his truck, he smiled and said he'd see me at the coffee shop.
I laughed and said, "probably so" and got out of his truck, thanked him for the ride and the furniture favor and then walked upstairs to my studio.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 3/27/2008 7:54:08 PM
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Our First Date
Over the next few weeks, things went on as they normally did . . . CS and I running into each other periodically at the coffee shop and having some pretty cool conversations with each other.
I had actually decided that he wasn't interested in me for more than a friend. That was ok, though; I wasn't "actively looking" to become involved with anyone.
I did know that I very much enjoyed his friendship.
During one of our earlier conversations, we both found out that neither one of us went up to the coffee shop on Saturdays (and it has always been closed on Sundays).
However, one Saturday, after working on a pretty tedious project at home, I decided to take the bus into town and wander around. I eventually wound up at the coffee shop. I had my coffee and chatted with Jack and some of the regular customers that came in.
As I was leaving and was standing in the doorway of the coffee shop, someone from inside said something to me and I turned around to complete the conversation. I then turned back around to walk out . . . and walked right smack dab into CS, who was trying to come in as I was trying to go out. That would also be the first of many times when I would sheepishly look at him and say, "Back home, they call me Grace." 
We were both pretty surprised to see each other, given that it was a Saturday. He asked me if I was in a hurry; and since I wasn't, I decided to hang around a bit longer.
I asked him what he was up to that day, and he told me that he had a huge family reunion to photograph later that afternoon. He was guessing anywhere between 80-90 people.
I asked him how he was able to photograph such a large group of people, and he then described risers that he had built for such jobs. A lot of work went into setting up and breaking down those risers; not to mention loading and offloading them to and from his truck.
I told him that if he needed any help, I'd be happy to do so.
He got a huge smile on his face and said he would really appreciate my help. While he was finishing his coffee, he looked at me and said, "You know . . . if you're not going to be busy afterwards, we could get some subs and go wander around up in the Park." (meaning, Grand Teton National Park).
I thought that was a pretty cool idea.
So, after he had finished his photography project, we headed for the mountains. Being a lover of music, CS brought along his harmonica, one of his Indian flutes and one of his Indian hand drums. Being a photographer, he brought along his camera, tripod and a couple of rolls of film.
We took somewhat of a tour of the Park, his pointing out various places of interest along the way. Then he found the place he wanted and we kinda set up "camp." It was an absolutely beautiful day; the temperature was mild, the sun was shining and the sky was incredibly blue. We had the best time; we hiked all over the place, he took pictures of the nature, of me, of us, and he even serenaded me with several different songs. Oh yeah, we also ate our sub sandwiches. 
At one point, he told me that where we were at was one of his favorites spots in the Park. He also pointed out that the tree shading the very spot where we had been hanging out was called the Marriage Tree because of all the weddings that taken place where we were.
I found that bit of information simultaneously intriguing and intimidating, so I decided silence was probably my best bet.
All in all, from the time we saw each other at Jack's till when he dropped me off at my studio apartment, we spent over 12 hours together that day.
As he was driving me home that night, he looked at me and said, "So . . . can we consider this our first date?"
I smiled at him and said, "Yes."
A couple minutes later, he asked, "So . . . does that mean we'll also have subsequent dates?"
I smiled at him and said, "I hope so."
THAT particular day I do remember it's date . . . August 3, 2002.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/2/2008 2:13:17 AM
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CS???
Periodically someone will ask me, either via a thread or PM, what the initials "CS" stand for. Many of y'all who have been around these forums for a while already know.
The abbreviation was actually born in these threads over in what was then named General Topics and what is currently known as the Personally For You (PFY) threads. When I announced to y'all that I had been dating this absolutely wonderful man that I had met 5 months earlier, I needed a way to refer to him. For privacy reasons I didn't want to use his name. I also wanted something more unique than DB (dear boyfriend); something that was personalized for, well, CS himself.
One of CS's passions was the American Cowboy. He loved all things cowboy. He had watched every classic cowboy movie ever made; especially those starring John Wayne. In fact, CS would often mimic Mr. Marion Robert Morrison; his voice, his stance, his strut, some of his more famous catch phrases from various films . . . CS had them all down to a T.
Much of his collections were also heavily influenced by real-life cowboys of long ago; everything from miniature figurines to bronze busts and statues, to even a vast number of six-shooter revolvers that were displayed throughout his house. CS also had all the garb necessary to dress up as an authentic cowboy. He read and extensively studied the cowboy way, and he even wrote about the lives of various cowboys. He often lamented how Jackson was loosing its true "westerness" and that there just weren't any real cowboys around any longer.
During the first week that we were actually dating, we went up to The Moulton Barn and had a photo shoot . . . me in my flowy sage green lace gown and CS in his head-to-toe cowboy paraphernalia. We had the best time; just the two of us, a few passing buffalo every now and then, and the gorgeous nature that surrounded us that day.
CS wanted those particular photos to have an "old-time, bygone" feel to them, so he shot them in black and white; and then later in his darkroom after he had developed the pictures, he also sepia-toned them.
My favorite shot from that day is of us in the door frame of one of the surrounding outbuildings on the property where the main barn is. It was CS's favorite, also; and he titled it, "The Cowboy and His Lady."
The first time that I saw that particular photo of the two of us, I suddenly knew that CS definitely was my Cowboy Sweetie . . . and thus the initials "CS" was born as the perfect reference for him here in the threads.
CS = Cowboy Sweetie.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/2/2008 8:09:43 PM
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Y'all . . . PLEASE PRAY.
iratenate is a poster here on the forums. His wife, Tricia has CF and gave birth to Gwyneth Rose, a 25-week micro preemie on January 8th, this year.
About 45 mintues ago, Tricia was taken into the operating room to undergo a lung transplant operation.
HERE is Nate's Blog
Lord Jesus, I ask for Your Comfort and Your Peace to descend upon Nate and all of Tricia's loved ones during the next several hours. I ask Your Wisdom and Guidance for the doctors and nurses in the operating room. I thank you, Father, that we live in a time where the technology to do this is available.
I pray for an smooth operation and a quick recovery for Tricia.
Watch over Gwyneth as well, Lord. Thank you so much that we have been able to be even a small part of her life and to watch her grow.
Abba, I also ask for Your Comfort to cover the family and friends of the donor as they grieve the lost of their loved one. Thank you for this person's selflessness in being an organ donor in the first place.
May Your Will be done in all of this and may it all be for Your Glory and Your Honor, Lord.
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/4/2008 10:34:22 PM
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Wanna Win a Contest?!
I was perusing the book and magazine aisle at the grocery store today, when it occurred to me that I really want to read something, yet I have no idea of what.
Then it hit me! Why not let y'all decide what I should read? 
To add to the fun, I also thought to make it a contest.
The contest will begin once this is posted and will run through NOON (EST) of Thursday, next week (5/10).
I will assign each entry a number, and I will have an objective 3rd party draw the winning number.
I'll then read the book; and afterwards, will write a blog post about it.
YOU, as the winner, will be announced here in my blog
and featured in my siggy during the duration
of my reading, reviewing and reporting of such wonderful book.
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To enter your book, please go to my PFY / Chat thread and submit the following:
- Title
- Author
- ISBN
- Number of pages
- Subject matter
- A brief explanation as to why you want me to read this book, and whether or not you have already done so yourself.
Fiction or non-fiction; both are welcomed as entries.
Be creative! 
Oh yeah . . .
- No pornography nor erotica (including "soft-porn" romance novels);
- No political books;
- No mathematical explorations;
- No excessive blood, guts & gore;
- No epics - nothing that would require more than a couple of weeks to read.
- No expositions on any specific Christian denomination nor books slamming any Christian denomination;
- The book needs to be written in the English language.
Except for the above, anything else goes as far as the subject matter (although it just occurred to me because I have some friends with some really wacky senses of humor . . . no children's books neither).
EDITED: Fairy tales and fables that teach "life lessons" are acceptable and will be allowed as entries.
All book entries must be submitted publicly via the above-linked ramblin' thread . . . in other words, please do not PM me your entry; although if you need to PM me about questions regarding the contest, please do so. Alternatively, you can also ask any questions in that ramblin' thread.
Whichever book is chosen, I'll probably first need to order it online; so please be patient during the process.
In the event that the book is out-of-print or otherwise unobtainable, I will draw another number and go from there.
The creator of this contest (that would be me) retains the right to refuse any title for inappropriate content.
But hey! We're all mature people here; so what's the chance of that happening, anyway?
OK! Let the contest begin!
I'm hoping to receive many entries from y'all!
Be blessed.
Happy Reading!
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/5/2008 9:58:03 AM
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Updated List of Entries
1. Miss Brill, by Katherine Mansfield
short story
submitted by shawke
2. A Doll's House, by Henrik Ibsen
free e-book of the play
submitted by shawke
3. Barn Burning, by William Faulkner
short story
submitted by shawke
4. The Story Jar, by Robin Lee Hatcher, Angela E. Hunt, Deborah Bedford
"A collection of 3 different stories from 3 different authors, celebrating various aspects of motherhood"
submitted by awed
5. Marley & Me: Life and Love with the World's Worst Dog, by John Grogan
"A person's life story and how the dog was always a part of their life"
submitted by _Cinderella_
6. Tuesdays With Morrie, by Mitch Albom
"Story of a man who spends his Tuesdays with a former professor who is dying"
submitted by uncabeeil
Thank you Steve, Sharon, Catherine & Bill!
Who else?
edited: to add the authors
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/5/2008 8:07:57 PM
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WhiteRoseBlessings
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9. The Visitation, by Frank Peretti
"When a small farming town is turned upside down by supernatural occurrences, it's up to a burned-out pastor to determine whether these miracles are from heaven---or straight from hell."
submitted by rayofsun
10. Einstein's Dreams, by Alan Lightman
"A fictional account of Einstein imagining different worlds where time runs differently and how that would impact how people are and how the world operates."
submitted by phosadaud
11. Reading Lolita in Tehran, by Azar Nafisi
"The memoir of an Iranian woman who had been a professor in Tehran of English literature."
submitted by phosadaud
12. The Oath, by Frank Peretti
"An allegory about sin"
submitted by phosadaud
13. What Color is a Conservative?, by J.C. Watts, Jr.
"Memoirs of Rep. JC Watts - highly respected African American and leader in the Republican party."
submitted by phosadaud
14. The Screwtape Letters, by C.S. Lewis
"A powerful allegory regarding how the devil tries to tear us down and lead us astray"
submitted by phosadaud
15. Arena, by Karen Hancock
"A powerful allegory regarding our walk as believers."
submitted by phosadaud
16. The House on the Strand, by Daphne du Maurier
"Medieval history among other things..."
submitted by CoeurdeLeon
17. The Sunflower, by Richard Paul Evans
"Romance (but not icky romance)"
submitted by BeckeyZ
Thank you Ray, Kristin, Lioness & Beckey!
Who else?
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RE: Teton Rambler - 4/5/2008 9:27:31 PM
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19. The Name of the Rose, by Umberto Eco
"An erudite murder mystery set in a fourteenth-century monastery, it is not only a gripping story but also a brilliant exploration of medieval philosophy, history, theology, and logic."
submitted by: CoeurdeLeon
20. House, by Frank Peretti and Ted Dekker
Fiction, Spiritual warfare
submitted by PrincessDonna
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