Book Review: Lady Elizabeth

The Lady Elizabeth: A Novel by Alison Weir

My review

rating: 4 of 5 stars
I prefer reading history to novels but this novel was very well presented. Liked it. Some of the more shocking scenes are completely fiction, still I understand why it was done, for all those novel readers. :)

It goes back to the library shelves.


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Greatest Sacrifice

It was the Greatest Sacrifice: the innocent taking freely the burden of sin, so we would not have to suffer what we so honestly deserve. It was the Greatest Gift we could receive. Jesus’ triumph over the wages of sin, over death, for us.

“It is finished!” And bowing His head, He gave up His Spirit.”
John 19:30

And on the third day…

As the first day of the week began to dawn, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to see the tomb…
Matthew 28:1

Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James and Salome brought spices that they might come and anoint Him…
Mark 16:1

But they found the stone rolled away from the tomb…
Luke 24:2

Mary stood outside by the tomb weeping, and as she wept she stooped down and looked into the tomb…she turned around and saw Jesus standing there… Jesus said, “Mary!” She said to Him, “Rabboni”
John 20:11,16

Mary told the disciples what she had seen. When the disciples assembled and were in fear, Jesus came and stood in their midst and said to them, “Peace be with you.” He breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit.”
John 20:19-22

Holy Week, the last week of Lent, commemorates the time Jesus carried the burden of sin for us. This was the week he suffered betrayal by his closest disciples.

This was the week of the Last Supper.

This was the week He prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane.

This was the week the Sanhedrin tried Him.

This was the week the Jews tried Him again in front of Caiaphas.

This was the week He was turned over to Pilate.

This was the week Pilate tried Him twice.

This was the week that He suffered.

This was the week that the crowd called for Barabbas.

This was the week He was crucified.

This was the week He died.

This was the week He was buried.

This was the week the tomb was opened.

This was the week Christ appeared to the women on the Road to Emmaus.

Let us travel a personal Road to Emmaus. Let us meet Jesus on the Road. When He calls our names, let us answer as Mary answered, “Teacher!” May we come to know the breath of the Holy Spirit and receive the Greatest Gift He Gave, Peace Be With You.

(Beautiful picutre of Jesus courtesy of "free painting Jesus" yougotjesus.com)

Too Young to be a Hippie

Is it a message being sent when you're told more than by one? Or just dumb gone out of control?

Sticks & Stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.

This saying is what those of us who suffered unmerciful teasing developed into a shield creating the mental image of water flowing off a duck's back. It was the mantra of the outcasts. It was the seed to attitudes and perceptions that become core beliefs about self, about peers, about authority, about community and about society.

Recently, and by more than one person I've been called a hippie.

The first time I just blew it off. I'm not old enough to be a hippie. I was born and was a child in the 1960s. My coming of age story is 1980. So we're not talking, even close, to being a hippie.

My older cousins were the right age had they taken the drunken, druggy way of beach bum life, they could be called hippies. But they didn't. I did see hippies in the community, they were always dirty. That's my memory of hippie.

Since I am none of the hippie things, not a bum, not a drunk, I'm baffled by the comment.

But it's happen again. I was told "You're a hippie." So I asked, what do you mean by that? The woman giggled, obviously embarassed and walked away.

So I thought, is the deodorant not working today? I went to a friend and said, "Sniff me."

"What?"

"Just sniff me, do I stink?"

"No, you smell like Gardenias."

"That's the South of France soap I'm using."

"Why did I just sniff you?"

"Because, **** just called me a hippie"

"She, what?"

"Called me a hippie"

"Why did she say that?"

"I don't know. I asked her. She giggled, blushed and walked away."

"Well, that's weird."

"That's good. I thought maybe my deodorant had failed me."

>laugh<

Still I'm puzzled.

Evidence that I'm not a hippie...

I'm too young. I love and drink Starbucks, regularly. I don't camp. I must have functional plumbing in my house. I love shopping. I love my new car. Illegal drugs are out of the question. I don't hand out flowers at the airport. I don't think Charlie Manson is misunderstood. I work hard. I'm not a flake.

I don't take stupid comments seriously, I just wonder, how did they get there? And it makes for a moment of self-reflection, smell-check and blog material.

I am that which Thou hast made.

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The new box arrived and within a short time, the same feature was discovered to be missing.

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The new box arrived and within hours, the same feature was discovered to be non-functional. Again, consulting online help, because we really wanted to keep this xbox. The company had been so nice, I felt horrible emailing yet again.

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Thanks Kurt for everything. You've been more than wonderful!