Mon, Oct 23rd - 11:13AM
Book Review
A fellow author has written a book review for me. It warmed my heart to read it. I'd like to share it with you.
The story of a polish German refugee from the conflict of WWII as a child to adult-hood in Minnesota
Book Review:
By Hands of Strangers: A Story of God’s Provide
Alice Lewis: 2005
Pleasant Word: Division of Winepress Publishing ISBN 1-411-0386-7
A touching memoir with important spiritual themes, In the Hands of Strangers is a story simply, clearly and honestly told to us by the author and narrator Alice Lewis. Her memoir begins with her at three years of age, a polish German refugee dispossessed by WWII. The account is poignant and a wake-up call to those of us who complain about mere inconveniences in modern life.
The fall of the Nazi Reich is described in terms of how it affected the lives of this family, and other ordinary people caught in the crossfire of war. The story continues with the immigration of Alice, or Alie, and her family to Minnesota where the promises of help from a distant wealthy uncle turn sour and they end up in a hand to mouth existence in the middle of no-where. Throughout the book, we feel for Ali and her mother that she lovingly refers to as “Mutti”.
Ali experiences an epiphany near the end of the book. Married, but with lots of problems, she finds that as the “Footprints” piece suggests, Jesus has been there for her and her family all of her life and is there for her at another low point to carry her weight of pain, anger, and bitterness. He wants to replace it with the light of his love. Whether or not this particular message resonates with your personal values, it is powerful in this story and one that could make some reconsider Christianity.
If you enjoy clear crisp prose, and a truly touching real life story, In the Hands of Strangers, is one you will certainly enjoy.
The book is available via the author’s page at Authorsden.com or Amazon.com
Malcolm Watts 2006
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Thu, Oct 5th - 2:49PM
PRIORITIES
Priorities
A famous person once said that you can do anything you want, to but you can’t do everything you want. You have to choose which you will do at any one time.
I wish that were not true. I wish I could do half a dozen things all at one time and do them well. But I can’t. I have to make priorities.
Self-care is one of the top priorities. If I don’t take reasonable good care of myself, I can’t do anything else at all. I used to do everything that other people expected of me without regard to my own needs. I’m growing away from that. Now I can go to bed at night with dirty dishes piled in the sink if my body demands rest. I still don’t like to do it but I have learned that in the long run such conscious neglect is doing me good. After a hard day of work out on our country property, the kitchen chores can seem insurmountable, but the next morning the work gets done in a snap.
I have had to drop a lot of other good things I was doing, in order to put enough effort into my house- building project. In time, when I am done, with my present project I can pick up doing the normal things that women usually do.
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