I am Patricia Ann Boyes and have just become a first time published author at the age of seventy-seven. I am so excited! The title of my book is My Precious Life, and is now available for sale in Hardcover, Paperback, Kobo, Kindle and various e-books. The book is available on many online book stores such as Amazon.ca, Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, Amazon.uk, Westbow Press, to name a few.
In April of this year I posted an excerpt from each of the forty chapters, and they can still be read by scrolling down to the beginning of this blog. “My Precious Life” is meant to be an inspiration to those who are struggling with life’s lessons, and wondering what they are all about. The feedback the book is receiving is touching on just that. “Wonderful…I couldn’t put it down…inspiring…” These are some of the comments coming back to me, and I’m so thankful for the interest it is generating.
After I posted the first forty excerpts, I continued to blog a post a day, and am still blogging! I love it, and have met some wonderful people in the blogging community. Here again, comments are positive and uplifting.
Here is a link to my church web site. My church is a focal point in my life and is featured in my book which is why I’m including its link.
Thank you for visiting “My Precious Life”. I look forward to hearing your comments on “My Precious Life” the Blog and the Book:
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(Let me start out by apologizing for this post being a day late in some parts of the world, but I was away.)
No, I’m not writing about a hangover. At least not the kind from consuming too much alcohol.
It’s the morning after the resurrection of Jesus and as in days of old, a feeling of jubilation continues to pervade the hearts of believers; a hangover of sorts.
On Thursday we attended the Last Supper. On Friday we witnessed the Crucifixion. Saturday we contemplated what was to come, and Sunday we celebrated the Resurrection.
Today, Easter Monday, we move on with the knowledge that something spectacular has taken place and there is no need for a cure for the morning after because Jesus, himself, is the cure for everything.
We survived the last supper, the crucifixion, the waiting period, and it is here…the day of resurrection…Easter Sunday!
It has been said before and is worth repeating:
It is not that Jesus lived and died but that He died and lives! Happy Easter.
The deed is done. What was to come has now passed and Jesus is in the tomb, having been lovingly laid to rest by his bereaved followers.
As the wait begins, a time of reflection is in order. Here is a man who was born to die, but not before He left a legacy of love and forgiveness, healing and hope, and a call to follow Him.
As the wait begins there is something wonderful to look forward to. Happy Saturday.
“Why is it called good Friday when it commemorates the crucifixion of Jesus?”
This is a question asked over and over again.
Indeed, though the deed itself was an ugly one, some two thousand plus years ago, it was the promise of His return that held out hope and made it almost bearable to bear.
It is that hope that so many of us cling to that gives such meaning to the Easter season and all seasons before and after.
It is that hope, that some day we will see Him face to face, as His disciples did after that heartbreaking Friday. That hope carries us through to Easter Sunday.
Today is known as Maundy Thursday…the Thursday before Easter, observed in the Christian Church as a commemoration of the Last Supper, the last meal Jesus shared with his disciples before his death.
Maundy also means “commandment”, and at that last meal, “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.” John 13:34
And that is what Jesus was/is all about…Love…not only in this Holy week but always.
In Christianity the week leading up to Easter Sunday is Holy Week, beginning with Palm Sunday which was last Sunday.
On that day, Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey to shouts of acclamation from adoring crowds. However, there was also a crowd who hated Jesus and whose leader had him arrested to stand before Pontius Pilate, a Roman governor under the emperor of Tiberius in the 1st century.
Pilate could find no wrong in the man sent to him to be crucified, and didn’t know what to do with him. But to save his own position, he caved in to the demands of the angry mob and ordered his crucifixion, a horrible death, the capital punishment of the day.
In his sermon on Palm Sunday, our Pastor made a profound statement…”you and I need to decide what we are going to do with Jesus.”
It’s a decision we all have to make sooner or later…no escaping it. I know what I have done with Him. How about you?
When we are given the gift of faith, it is as small as a mustard seed. We are to nurture it until it grows into a tree that the birds of the air can nest in. Happy Sunday.