LOOK FOR THE RAINBOWS A Journey of Spirit and Heart

Here is the first chapter of my newly-published novel. I hope you will enjoy reading it and that you will leave a comment in the box  below before leaving. In another post I will tell the story of how this book evolved from a nighttime vision to a finished book 20 some-odd years later.

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~Chapter 1~

Rainbows After the Storm

Headly Herald, October 10,1971: Davies, Jonathan Edward, in his 26th year, died October 9 at Headly General Hospital as a result of injuries received when struck by a car. Predeceased by his parents Edward and Katherine (Jones) Davies. Beloved fiancé of Elizabeth (Beth) Worthington of Headly. Visitation at Wilson Brothers Funeral Home October 11 from 2:00 to 4:00 p.m. and 7:00 to 9:00 p.m. Funeral service will be held October 12 at 1:00 p.m. at the Headly Community Church. Pastor Jim Dale officiating. Donations to the Headly Community Church benevolent fund in lieu of flowers will be gratefully received.

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Beth clung desperately to the wedding ring quilt wrapped tightly around her shoulders, but its warmth had no power to penetrate the icy burden in her heart. She huddled in the well-worn blue armchair that had once filled a cozy corner in her childhood home. Through misted eyes she stared blindly out of the window. Although the heart-wrenching sobs had diminished, teardrops still trickled silently down her flushed cheeks. She sat motionless. Her eyes, shadowed and swollen, exposed deep anguish of soul.

The fire in the grate had almost burned itself out; a fragile warmth tenaciously clung to the few last embers, powerless to dispel the late afternoon chill. A shiver ran through her body. Terrible loneliness and the overwhelming sense of loss had brought her close to emotional collapse.

Heavy black clouds swirled in constant motion across the leaden sky, an ominous herald of the approaching storm. Except for a few leaves which stubbornly refused to fall, the trees had cast off most of their foliage, and the bare branches lashed in fury at an invisible enemy. A blanket of crisp, lifeless leaves mingled with clouds of dust as they whirled through the garden. The once lush lawn now resembled dirty straw. Flowers lay brown and shriveled in their beds, forgotten, their former beauty betrayed by autumn’s demise. The atmosphere of sadness and desolation was almost palpable.

A cold wind howled through the trees, and bowed the few saplings nearly to the ground. It whipped around the corner of the house and brought the first large splatters of rain which signaled the onset of a heavy downpour. In the distance the lake raged. A sudden flash sizzled across the sky. Thunder crashed overhead. Sheets of rain pelted the dry earth and bounced off in fountains of spray.

Still she did not stir. The scene that played within Beth’s agitated mind was as desolate as that which, outdoors, seethed as if in sympathy. At that moment, her life was rapidly spiraling into a vortex so deep she felt there was no escape. As she cast her thoughts back to that fateful day, a flood of emotion almost drowned her in despair. The weight threatened to crush her.

Why, Lord?…Why?…Why?… A single tear trickled down her cheek and spilled onto the quilt.

Why Jonathan? Why me, Jesus? Why us? Why now, when our

whole future was before us? She glanced toward the ceiling as if expecting an answer. Silence.

Where are You, Lord? Have You left me all alone? Why can’t I hear Your voice when I need You so desperately? Please…answer me, Jesus! Still no word from heaven.

Oh, Lord, I loved him so!

Her head dropped into her hands as though too heavy to hold itself up. From the depths of her spirit she sobbed and poured out her burdened heart to the Lord in unspoken prayer. Words could never express such pain. To her troubled heart it seemed that God was not listening. The moaning of the wind was the only response she heard. Deep in her spirit she knew that God had promised never to leave her. She truly believed He loved her, but sorrow deafened her to His voice of comfort; grief deadened her ability to sense His presence.

Jonathan…head bandaged, tubes everywhere…that final moment of recognition, then… Her mind refused to complete the picture.

Gradually, aware of a change in the atmosphere, Beth stirred. The rain had subsided. The thunder was now only a distant roll, the lightning a faint flickering glow. Through the gentle shower, a beautiful double rainbow filled the sky with brilliant arcs of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and violet. A darkened band divided the two distinct bows. Splashes of iridescent color radiated above them as the sun’s rays glinted out from the clouds. Beth gazed at this awesome display of nature. Was this a sign from God? Had He taken His invisible paintbrush and slashed through the dark clouds with His divine colors to remind Beth of His promise of hope? Overwhelmed by the beauty, she was for one short moment set free from the torturous labyrinth of her reflections.

All too soon the flicker of hope waned like the now-fading colors of the rainbow. The icy fingers of sorrow once more endeavored to strangle all essence of hope from her heart. Anguished thoughts raged, stilling all memories of happiness.

When would the torment end?

Beth reached into past memories in an attempt to forget, if but for a moment, this past week’s heartbreak. Childhood memories of a happy Christmas struggled to the surface and she snatched onto them as to a lifeline.

Without warning, her mind was jolted by a long-forgotten image: blood dripping from her finger, a red glass Christmas ornament shattered at her feet, the sting of iodine. As quickly as that brief memory intruded, in a flash the scene vanished.

Check out Look for the Rainbows on my Amazon Author page along with Shadows in My Valley. 

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SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT

It is exciting to announce to you, my followers and readers, that two of my books have been published and are now available on Amazon.

Copy of Look for the Rainbows New full coverLook for the Rainbows A Journey of Spirit and Heart is my first novel. It follows the life of Beth Worthington through childhood and into her middle adult years. Tragedy seems to strike too often and her faith in God is challenged. But she comes through every time and is stronger for it. What she longs for most is marriage to a strong Christian man and to raise their children. But this dream appears to have evaporated in life’s muchness. Will she find what she seeks? Check it out on Amazon.com or Amazon.ca.

In Shadows in My Valley I share a dark time in my life, what I learned throughShadows in my Valley New cover that time, and how my life was forever changed because of it. It includes poems, short excerpts from the prayer journal I kept through that time, scriptures that were significant to me, and the story of my life during that time. Check it out on Amazon.com or Amazon.ca.

This is an exciting time for me and I hope you will rejoice with me. It has been a giant learning curve to get me to this place, and I am thankful to the Lord for helping me accomplish this.

Thank you so much for stopping by. I appreciate all of my readers and followers. And if you are not already following me, I hope you will take a moment to click on the “Follow” button to receive e-mail updates of new posts. Have a wonderful day. God bless.

THE STORY BEHIND THE MOUNTAIN

Shadows in my Valley New coverThere is a story behind the photo on the cover of one of my upcoming books–“Shadows in My Valley”.

When I design my book covers, I like to use my own photography, but for this one I didn’t have many pictures of mountains. I have a few prints from my 35mm camera that I took in Western Canada back in 1981, but none of them really fit what I was looking for.

So I decided to get creative. I wasn’t sure at first how I would accomplish it or whether it would even work, but I am very happy with the final result.

I take pictures of all sorts of things in all sorts of places. I think I took the original of this one purposely to see if I could re-create it into a mountain for my cover.

One winter several years ago we had a lot of snow. It was piled up on the roadsides, in our parking lot, everywhere. So here is the original photo I took and then “doctored” up to end up on my cover design.

Copy of P1080104Can you find the ‘mountain’? It is simply a pile of snow pushed there by the snowplow. I’m still surprised at how I was able to remove everything I didn’t want, but was very pleased with how it turned out. What do you think?

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A BUSY TIME

I haven’t had a lot of time to write a blog over the past few days. I have been preparing a couple of book manuscripts for publishing. I now have them up on KDP Print and ready to go as soon as I receive my proof copies. That is if they are OK. So here’s a preview of the book covers.

 

When they are published I will post a link to the Amazon page.

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