Taking a break from the Ah-Maze-Ing guest posts to brag on the latest with the Clash of the Titles (COTT) Tournament of Champions. Week FOUR of COTT’s Tournament of Champions saw four more authors compete and three more scavenger hunts played. Here’s a recap: Becky R went to Gail Pallotta’s Blog on Monday to find…
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Thankful for Melissa Foster’s Two-Posts-in-One
Escape the Gratitude vs Platitude Trap November is the typical month for giving thanks, spreading good will, and appreciating the things in life that you have. However, for women business owners, every month is the time to show gratitude, and unfortunately, many of us also spread platitudes without even realizing it. I’m sure you can…
Thankful: Two Short Posts Long on Thankfulness
I’m thankful to have two thankful posts to share with you today. First up, Glenn. Hi my name is Glenn and I live in Christchurch, New Zealand – is this important? In light of my story, yes. On Thursday the 22nd of September I got wind of a prophesy, declaring that on the 28th of…
Sabbath Sunday: New Roads
Each Sunday I share my own amateur nature picture with a few thoughts on God’s love for you. This is Upstate NY in Autumn. Breathtaking, isn’t it? It’s part of a 300 mile journey I take each time I visit loved ones. The trip is nearly a few turns and probably over 200 miles of…
Character Confession: Thankful to Relax with Coffee Syrup as I Clean my Toilet
So, are you enjoying the thankful posts? The month is just getting started with more thankful thoughts from guest bloggers. If you missed the first four, stop right now and go back. They are amazing posts you don’t want to miss. Lee Carver’s Left-Legged Miracle April W. Gardner’s For Those Who Are Apart Becky Frame’s…
Thankful: Jennifer Slattery’s Romeo and the Fire in His Eyes
When my husband and I first started dating, I spent hours dolling myself up in the mirror. I wanted my hair to look just right, my lipstick the perfect shade, whatever it took to see his eyes light up and hear him say, “You’re beautiful.” Now, sixteen years later, my hair’s streaked with gray, laugh…
