40 Days of Jesus ~ Day 11 (Mark 11)

40 Days of Jesus ~ Day 11 (Mark 11)

Mark 11

Now when they drew near Jerusalem, to Bethphage and Bethany, at the Mount of Olives, He sent two of His disciples; 2 and He said to them, “Go
into the village opposite you; and as soon as you have entered it you
will find a colt tied, on which no one has sat. Loose it and bring it.
And if anyone says to you, ‘Why are you doing this?’ say, ‘The Lord has need of it,’ and immediately he will send it here.”

4 So they went their way, and found the colt tied by the door outside on the street, and they loosed it. 5 But some of those who stood there said to them, “What are you doing, loosing the colt?”
6 And they spoke to them just as Jesus had commanded. So they let them go. 7 Then they brought the colt to Jesus and threw their clothes on it, and He sat on it. 8 And many spread their clothes on the road, and others cut down leafy branches from the trees and spread them on the road. 9 Then those who went before and those who followed cried out, saying:

“Hosanna!
‘Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!’
10 Blessed is the kingdom of our father David
That comes in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna in the highest!”
11 And
Jesus went into Jerusalem and into the temple. So when He had looked
around at all things, as the hour was already late, He went out to
Bethany with the twelve.

Well time has obviously passed pretty quickly. 😉 The first ten chapter don’t really read like 3 years have gone by–at least, not to us modern folks who can travel thousands of miles in a day or two. But here we are at the triumphal entry.


What strikes me here is the simple reaction of the people with the colt. The Lord has need of it is all they need to hear, and they make no more complaint. May we all be so in tune with him and what he asks of us!

12 Now the next day, when they had come out from Bethany, He was hungry. 13 And
seeing from afar a fig tree having leaves, He went to see if perhaps He
would find something on it. When He came to it, He found nothing but
leaves, for it was not the season for figs.
14 In response Jesus said to it, “Let no one eat fruit from you ever again.”

And His disciples heard it.

I admit that this little section always struck me as a bit odd. Why was Jesus expecting something unreasonable from a mere tree? But I think he did this just to show his disciples one more time the power the Spirit can give, as we’ll see below.

15 So
they came to Jerusalem. Then Jesus went into the temple and began to
drive out those who bought and sold in the temple, and overturned the
tables of the money changers and the seats of those who sold doves.
16 And He would not allow anyone to carry wares through the temple. 17 Then He taught, saying to them, “Is it not written, ‘My house shall be called a house of prayer for all nations’? But you have made it a ‘den of thieves.’ ”

18 And
the scribes and chief priests heard it and sought how they might
destroy Him; for they feared Him, because all the people were astonished
at His teaching.
19 When evening had come, He went out of the city.

The money-changers were ripping people off. They were charging huge fees, their goal being profit, not glorifying God. And the sellers of doves were doing likewise–it was supposed to be that you could bring your own sacrifice, so long as it was without blemish. But the inspectors had gotten to the point where they declared everything blemished unless it had been bought at the temple. It had gotten to the point of a movie theater–“No outside food or drink allowed.”


Of course this offended Jesus, and he needed to make a stand–he needed to make visible demonstration saying, “This is not the way it should be. This is displeasing to God. You have taken something that is supposed to be about repentance and turned it into a money-maker. You’ve cheapened the most sacred of things.”

20 Now in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig tree dried up from the roots. 21 And Peter, remembering, said to Him, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree which You cursed has withered away.”
22 So Jesus answered and said to them, “Have faith in God. 23 For
assuredly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be removed and
be cast into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart, but believes
that those things he says will be done, he will have whatever he says.
24 Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them.

And here we see the miracle. Jesus could have said, “Bear fruit,” and the tree would have produced figs. But fruit can grow naturally in a few days. Instead, he cursed this tree so that he disciples would see that the impossible had happened. Trees do not wither from the roots up and die within a few days. The fact that this one did got the attention of Peter as a random fig would not have done.


So then this lesson could be taught. If we have faith . . . if we have the Holy Spirit . . . if we’re walking hand in hand with Him . . . we don’t have to pray, “Lord, do you think maybe you could wither this tree? Could you move this mountain please, God?”


If we’re walking as we should with Him, we’re supposed to know when something is inside His will or outside it. And knowing that, we can operate in the power of the Spirit. Not asking God to do something for us, but commanding the thing to be done.


This section reminds me of Moses, actually. When they get to the Red Sea and he cries out to God, God answers with a touch of impatience. Why do you cry to me? Tell the children of Israel to go forward. But lift up your rod, and stretch out your hand over the sea and divide it. (Ex 14:15, 16). He’s telling Moses here, “I’ve already given you the authority. Use it.”


This is the same lesson Jesus teaches his disciples here. “Command authority, and the world will respond. Ask in prayer, believing, and it will be given.”

25 “And
whenever you stand praying, if you have anything against anyone,
forgive him, that your Father in heaven may also forgive you your
trespasses.
26 But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father in heaven forgive your trespasses.”

This little section puts a ton of weight on forgiveness, doesn’t it? If we don’t forgive others, God won’t forgive us. Is that something we consider as we hold onto our grudges? That it’s our own soul we’re endangering?

27 Then
they came again to Jerusalem. And as He was walking in the temple, the
chief priests, the scribes, and the elders came to Him.
28 And they said to Him, “By what authority are You doing these things? And who gave You this authority to do these things?”

29 But Jesus answered and said to them, “I also will ask you one question; then answer Me, and I will tell you by what authority I do these things: 30 The baptism of John—was it from heaven or from men? Answer Me.”
31 And they reasoned among themselves, saying, “If we say, ‘From heaven,’ He will say, ‘Why then did you not believe him?’ 32 But if we say, ‘From men’”—they feared the people, for all counted John to have been a prophet indeed. 33 So they answered and said to Jesus, “We do not know.”
And Jesus answered and said to them, “Neither will I tell you by what authority I do these things.”

 So my question for Mark 11 ~ Why do we think Jesus chose the demonstrations he did in his final week? The withering of the fig tree, the overturning of the tables–these are some of the last actions we see him take. What makes them the perfect final teachings?

New Book Series!

New Book Series!

I’ve been waiting and waiting to share the good news. And now, the ink is on the dotted line, and I can finally tell you all about the Society Thieves Series that I just sold to Bethany House! This series will launch in spring of 2017 with The Name Thief.

1914 – Rosemary Gresham has no family beyond the band of
former orphan-urchins that helped her survive as a girl in the mean streets of
London. Grown now, they are no longer pickpockets—now they concentrate on stealing
high value items and have learned how to blend into upper-class society. But
when Rosemary is given an assignment by a mysterious Mr. V to determine whether
a certain wealthy gentleman is loyal to Britain or to Germany, she is in for
the challenge of a lifetime. How does one steal a family’s history, their very
name?
Peter Holstein is awkward at best in society. Stuttering and
stammering as he does, no one ever would have expected him to gain the ear of
the king…and given his family’s German blood, he knows there are plenty who are
unhappy that he has, which is why his popular series of adventure novels are
written under a pen name. With European politics boiling, Peter settles into his
country estate debating whether the time has come to distance himself from his
German roots and perhaps even change his name as the King is considering doing—and
when a historian shows up at his door offering to help him trace his family
history, he views the bookish Miss Gresham as a gift from God. Perhaps she can
help him find proof that the Holsteins have always been friends of England and
the Saxe-Coburg family that rules there. And perhaps they can manage it before
suspicion in the small village he calls home reaches a fever pitch and sees his
family home ruined.

The more Rosemary learns about the Holsteins, the more
she thinks Mr. V sorely mistaken in his suspicions…and the more she comes to
hate herself. These are a noble family and this a noble man—and though she
always thought she’d do anything for pounds sterling, she finds herself
fighting against the rabble trying to ruin him when war is declared rather than
lending them a hand. Especially when she discovers that he is the writer behind
the books that have inspired all of England. She doesn’t have it in her to
steal his good name…but what are the chances that she’ll manage to steal his
heart before he discovers who and what she really is?

I am so incredibly super-duper excited about this series! The next books in the series will follow other members of Rosemary‘s “family.” In each story, the thief will find redemption as Mr. V sends them out on missions to claim things that hands cannot really hold or steal–a good name, music, beauty, time. All will draw on how arts were used as propaganda during WWI, and pull on some of the most interesting advances and peculiarities of the war. Each will also stand completely on its own, with no reference to the previous books. 

And for fun, each one will also have a ridiculous challenge issues by the other members of the family. In The Name Thief, Rosemary‘s older brother challenges her to steal a manor house. So naturally, she tries to figure out how to steal Peter’s home, along with his name. Subsequent books will up the ante each time, and give the thief/hero something to pursue along with the job Mr. V assigns.

If anyone is interested in knowing what Peter and Rosemary and his manor house, Kensey Manor, looks like, I just made my Pinterest board public! You can check it out here.

Influencer Sign-Up and News Coming

Influencer Sign-Up and News Coming

I’m so excited! We’re at the 2-months-to-go mark for the release of The Reluctant Duchess. In my world, that means chatting with Bethany House about fun things like bookmarks, personalized tea bags, Facebook covers, and when I can share the cover for the third book in the series.

I’m beginning the process of gathering influencers, so if you’re interested in being on my launch team this time around, be sure to check my blog Friday morning (10 a.m. EST) for a link to the sign-up form! (Last time some folks missed out because the list was filled before they even saw my blog, so this time I’m giving you warning, LOL!) An influencer will get a complimentary copy of the book from Bethany House with the understanding that they’ll help spread the word about the book through reviews, tweets, posts on Facebook, talking to family and friends, requesting libraries carry it, etc.

When The Reluctant Duchess releases, I’ll be having another big giveaway. This one’s piece de resistance will be another necklace. Not crafted by me this time. No, this one is from the lovely folks at Tiara Town.

This red crystal necklace is a fair imitation of the famous Nottingham rubies that play a vital role in the story of Brice, whom readers met in The Lost Heiress, and Rowena, the heroine from the Scottish Highlands. Who grew up in a castle modeled on Eilean Donan.

(No, I’m not sending anyone there as part of the giveaway. If only I were…I’d send myself along with them!)

But that’s not the only fun in the works! Next week I’ll be doing TWO fun reveals. First, the cover for book 3, A Lady Unrivaled. Cover reveal will be on February 9. Then, on February 10, I finally get to share some exciting news about my next series!

So, to sum up:

1. Come back here Friday at 10 a.m. EST to sign up for a few select influencer spots for The Reluctant Duchess, if you’re interested

2. Tuesday, February 9 is the cover reveal of A Lady Unrivaled

3. Wednesday, February 10 you’ll hear about the series I’m working on now



Have a fabulous Wednesday!

Remember When . . . The Snows Came?

Remember When . . . The Snows Came?

It was 1783. The Treaty of Paris had been written, peace was a tenuous string between England and America. There was a deadline for getting the document signed, ratified, and returned to France, where Benjamin Franklin was waiting to present it to the English delegates. The hopes and fears of two nations were on the line.

And the document sat, unsigned, in Annapolis, Maryland, where the Congress was meeting. It sat, and it waited, while delegates from the 13 newly-christened states failed, and failed again to show up.

When I was writing Love Finds You in Annapolis, Maryland many moons ago, I kept reading about how the delegates weren’t there, but it took me a long time to find something that told me why. And given the “snowpocalypse” that just closed in on Maryland again this past week, it seemed like an appropriate time to tell y’all about it. =)

I lived in Annapolis for 6 years, so I knew what normal winter weather looked like for the town. Windy. Very, very windy. Nasty windy. Cold. The occasional just-above-freezing rain, a few days of ice. Snow once a year or so. Overcast aplenty, but some days of nice sunshine too.

Not so in the winter of 1783-84. No, Jefferson and Franklin both termed this “the long winter of 1783-84,” and Jefferson further added that it was “severe beyond all memory.” Even the oldest men alive at the time couldn’t remember a winter that was worse for the eastern seaboard. The snow kept coming. And coming. The temperatures were frigid.

The Laki fissure, from which toxic gases fumed

Yes, I’m geeky enough to find weather patterns cool, but here’s why it’s really neat. This winter not only ravaged the eastern seaboard of the U.S., but it also hit Europe just as severely. And Franklin, who was in Paris awaiting the return of the aforementioned Treaty that he and his compatriots had penned, hypothesized that this great winter was a result of a series of volcanic eruptions in Iceland. It was the first time anyone had thought to associate volcanic activity with weather patterns, but modern scientists are now very certain that he was right, and that Mt. Laki’s continuous eruptions had led to gases being trapped in the upper atmosphere, which in turn resulted in this awful, seemingly-endless winter. (There were also toxic fogs recorded in Northern Europe.)

So as we sit beneath our three feet of snow in 2016 and watch the plows come through, as we thank the Lord that electricity has stayed on and our houses are snug, I can’t help but think back to the winter that nearly kept peace from being ratified, and the snows that trapped delegated and statesmen in their homes for weeks and months.

Even after they eventually made it to Annapolis and ratified the Treaty, the ordeal wasn’t over. The ships meant to carry it across the Atlantic were iced in well past the deadline…but Franklin managed to get said deadline extended. And since the winter was just as brutal in Europe, everyone was understanding…and very ready for peace.

That long winter of 1783-84 recorded the most below-zero temperatures ever in New England. The most snow in New Jersey. The Chesapeake Bay was frozen solid. The Mississippi River froze at New Orleans, and there was even ice in the Gulf of Mexico.

But peace prevailed. The people hunkered down and got through. And now, all these many years later, we can rest safe and warm inside.

Remember When . . . New Features Were Added?

Remember When . . . New Features Were Added?

What a busy week! Last Tuesday I finished Giver of Wonders, which was a fabulous feeling. I’m waiting on a certain something to happen before sharing with you all some certain exciting news…so in the meantime, I’ve been catching up on some of my design work.

Over the summer I discovered a site where authors post about their projects and the price they’ll pay for a cover, then designers compete to make the winning design. It’s fun (if unpredictable), and I found some new clients that way…and I also designed a lot of covers that never got used. I really love some of these covers, so that seemed like a waste to me, LOL. So I just launched a new feature on my design website!

Most indie authors have heard of pre-made covers. It’s pretty simple. The main design work is done, so they’re cheaper than having a cover designed from scratch. But for that cheaper price, you only get very limited customization. Your title, your name, your spine size and back cover copy if it’s for paperback. That’s it. Further customization can certainly be done, but it’ll bump the price back up into the realm of where it would normally be.

My pre-made cover section just went live last night! I don’t have all the categories filled out yet, but there are at least a couple in each one. So if you’ve been considering a cover or just want to browse, feel free to head over to Roseanna White Designs and see what’s there! (And yes, I designed a zombie cover. Because, come on, how fun is that??)

If ever you purchase a pre-made cover from me, rest assured it is still unique. I will take them down after purchase, so there’s nod anger of someone else running around with YOUR cover, just a different title. 😉

And I also designed two covers for WhiteFire this week. Watcha think?

Love, Lace, and Minor Alterations is a romantic comedy coming in June from debut author V. Joy Palmer. Think Say Yes to the Dress meets Christian comedy. This girl has some amazing voice going on!

This non-fiction book by Christine Lindsay is the book of her heart–the one in which she shares the struggle of giving up her daughter for adoption, and the long road to healing…and finding each other again. Finding Sarah, Finding Me has sections written by Sarah, her birthdaughter, and other contributors who have been on both side of the adoption story.

Remember When . . . Inspiration Arrived in the Mail?

Remember When . . . Inspiration Arrived in the Mail?

I set a goal for myself this past fall. I’d turned in my final Ladies of the Manor book in September. I’d done my rewrite and revisions on it, turning A Lady Unrivaled in again before Thanksgiving. I hoped to have new projects to work on in the new year. So how to spend those last few weeks of 2015?
I knew my answer–finishing up Giver of Wonders, my biblical novel that is scheduled for release in fall of 2016, to be scheduled around A Lady Unrivaled‘s release and Christmas. Since, you know, this is a Christmas novel. =D
But this book had given me some trouble. I started writing it in a new-to-me-program about a year ago…and I’m apparently too stuck in my ways for this program to work for me. I got 20,000 words in and stalled. I did absolutely nothing with it for months, while working on my other books. And when I pulled it back out, I just wasn’t sure what I was going to do.
So I bucked down. I got in a nice groove. I had to put it aside for a week again when my galleys for The Reluctant Duchess arrived (this is the life of a writer with multiple deadlines, LOL), and then I got back to it again. Slowly but surely, that word count climbed.
But around Christmas, when I’d counted on the Joy of the season propelling me forward in this Christmas story…I stalled. I reread what I’d written. And I knew something was missing.
See, my biblicals are…er…intense. They have a spiritual depth that isn’t always demanded from my other books. They are where I really explore faith and God and His world that I cant always see beyond mine.
It didn’t feel like I was doing that enough in this one. I spent a day talking it out with my critique partner/best friend, Stephanie. With my husband, David. I figured part of it out. Then I sat down one evening with a book I’d ordered, which had just arrived a few days before Christmas. Saint Nicholas, Bishop of Myra: The Life and Times of the Original Father Christmas.
I’d ordered it on a bit of a whim, thinking, The life and times, huh? That could be handy. I haven’t found a ton of research on that online. Wise, wise move on my part. As soon as I started reading this, I knew what I’d been missing. I got a glimpse of the land my characters would live in, the culture surrounding them. I gained a deeper understanding of the political and spiritual climate. I could finally picture the architecture.
And it made all the difference. It only took a few chapters, but reading the words of someone who had walked in the places where my characters would have walked made me realize I’d been lacking some key details. More, showed me part of the depth I’d been missing, that came of a clash between the Greeks and the Christians that was far greater than all my online reading had led me to believe.
My goal had been to finish Giver of Wonders by January 1. Of course, that had been before I knew I had galleys coming on another book, so I extended my deadline by a week to make up for it. And I am so thrilled to report that yesterday, after a marathon 2 hours of quiet while my husband had the kids out and about, in which I somehow managed to write 5,000 words, bringing my day’s total up 8,199 (even though I also laid out the interior of a book for press and did homeschool), I got to The End. (I never actually write “the end,” but, you know. I got there!) I still need to go back and alter the beginning to match the info I discovered from The Life and Times, but the story is there. Done. 
And I am one happy girl. =)