m so pleased to feature historical fiction author, Pamela Binnings Ewen today. By following Pamela on Instagram, I heard about her new book, The Queen of Paris, released in early April of this year. It sounded so good. Months ago, I requested an interview with her and an advanced copy to read and review. She accepted, and at her request, her publishing company, Black Stone publishing, sent me a copy of The Queen of Paris, a novel about Coco Chanel.
Today I want to relate the aspect of mothering in a spiritual way. With Mother’s Day approaching, I thought of this devotional I wrote years ago for a church Mother’s Day event.
The most precious stones on earth are forged in dark caverns under years of intense pressure. Still these gems require cutting, shaping to release their true beauty and become treasure forged in darkness.
Art and life require a matter of perspective. You can’t make sense of what you see until you take into account the scope of what’s around you.
My heartbeat throbs in my left ear as if I’m hearing it’s pulse underwater, coughing ravages my throat raw, and I imagine my head as a ginormous stuffed mushroom. The slick taste of menthol cough drops coat my tongue. All this from—a summer cold. I rarely get a cold, but when I do, it debilitates …
I believe we will reap what we sow. What we give out will come back to us in some form or fashion.