
I Do Not Understand
Every year for five years, I have posted this as a kind of memorial prayer. Every year, it changes meaning a tiny bit, but the
Rebekah Ryberg nee Jones, is first, a follower of Jesus Christ. She began writing as a little girl with the hope and goal to glorify God with her stories.
Of second importance to her relationship with Christ, she is married to her all-time favorite person and best friend. Rebekah is an old soul in a young body. While her exact age is classified, her interests are not. Among them are experiencing the adventure of married life, singing, cooking for her husband, practicing piano, keeping house, drawing, and, of course, writing her books, poetry, book reviews, and the odd article or essay. She writes both historical and modern fiction, and enjoys bringing both worlds to life.
It’s an ordinary Tuesday morning.
The regulars are settling in with their coffees and their laptops, when an explosion rips through the air. No one can see what happened nor can they get out of the café. Stranded and perplexed, the people need answers. What caused the explosion? Where are the police? Why isn’t the man in the corner moving? And when will that woman stop screaming?
If you enjoyed Adrian Terrence and Xavier Nowak in Grandmother’s Letters, you’ll want to read Café Chocolaté!

Every year for five years, I have posted this as a kind of memorial prayer. Every year, it changes meaning a tiny bit, but the

For the Temple by G.A. Henty – it has been a long time since I had read a Henty book! This book is sad. In

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