Monday, April 28, 2014

Blending Worms

As I sat reading to my kids before bed, the book reminded them of last summer when we took in abandoned baby birds.  I had to laugh thinking back.  There are things you never think you'll say or do until you become a parent.  Taking in baby birds isn't that big of deal, but blending worms in MY ninja to feed the hungry babes was not something I ever thought I'd do. 

The little birds were flung out of the nest by a larger bird that fought with their mother right in front of us.  Four birds were dashed onto our porch.  Only 3 lived.  We tried leaving them for the mom to come and take care of but when there was no sight of mother bird we made a little nest and brought them in.  Day and night we tended to the little wide mouthed creatures.  They got hungry often and needed more attention than any child I ever reared.

I mixed worms, with organic chicken broth and millet in the ninja and then fed the little birds with an eye dropper.  As they got stronger necks and heads I used my daughters plastic science tweezers to drop a less blended mixture in their wide open beaks.  We couldn't keep up with the rigorous feedings and found a local wild animal rescue center to bring them to.

My kids stare at the place where the nest still sits in our balcony and wonder if this year we'll get to help little birds.  Needless to say I never used that blender again.  I hope that there is no need for it and that this year's mother is able to keep her brood safe from those that would hurt her nest and home.

I pray too that God would give me wisdom as I parent my own little brood.  That I would be a good homemaker.  I thank God for the opportunities to make lasting memories with these little blessings. I can even thank Him for blended worms.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Fire

On Good Friday as my husband walked through the door, the phone rang.  It was my dear friend who is battling stage 4 cancer.  When I see her number come up on my phone I always answer it doesn't matter what we're doing, as I never know what might be happening and I want to be there for her.  Her voice was quick and distant, she said, "There's a fire on the land." I had to ask her to repeat herself.  My mind went quickly, thinking what after all you've been through now your land is on fire? Surely I had heard her wrong.  No I hadn't.  She asked me to send my husband over, as her's was out fighting it and needed help, and the fire department hadn't arrived yet.  I looked up at my hubby who was taking off his shoes and said, "Go there's a fire and they need your help." He got his shoes back on and ran out the door. I sat my three children down and told them to pray hard.  We prayed for God to surround that fire with his angels and not allow it to spread.  We prayed for their Daddy and their god-father's safety and for the fire department to arrive quickly.  Then I waited hoping someone would call or text and let me know what was happening, how big it was, if they were safe and I kept praying.
Later I got a text that the Fire Department was there and much later I got a text that it was nearly out.  When my husband returned that night he was out of breath and his asthma was kicking into high gear.  The smell of smoke and fire covered him and his clothes. He told me how he had to drag buckets up the hill and how 3 fire departments had responded.  God had surrounded that fire, it didn't go near my dear friend's home and every person who helped was kept safe.  Though they were cut up from the brush and smelled of smoke, they were safe. We praised God for his goodness in the midst of this chaos. 

My mind wandered, I thought of how Shadrack, Meshack and Abidnigo were thrown into a fire for not bowing to the idol of the king, and the Bible's account of what happened upon coming out.

Daniel 3:27
 and the satraps, prefects, governors and royal advisers crowded around them. They saw that the fire had not harmed their bodies, nor was a hair of their heads singed; their robes were not scorched, and there was no smell of fire on them.

How amazing is that.  My husband smelled so strongly of smoke, his clothes, his hair everything smelled of fire and yet these men didn't even smell of fire, though they had been surrounded by flames so hot the guards who threw them in died.  How amazing is our God. 

I thought of Job and the trials he faced and of my dear friend facing trial after trial.  We continue to pray for her healing, for her health and for each of these trials to be turned around to bring God the glory.  

Though you face trials this week, big or small I hope you will trust God to see you through and remember that even when our trials feel like fire surrounding us, God is able to bring us out, to rescue us and to bring new life from the ashes. 


Monday, April 14, 2014

Gluten Free Oatmeal Raisin Cookies YUM!

Oatmeal Raisin Cookies

1 c. gluten free oat flour
1 to 2 c. gluten free old fashion oats
1/4 t nutmeg
1/8 t. cloves
1 t. baking powder
1 t. cinnamon
2 eggs (organic)
1/2 to 1 c. raw honey depending on your sweet tooth
1/4 c. apple jelly (we used homemade jelly you can use any jelly or apple sauce)
1 c. raisins

Preheat oven to 350. Mix up dry ingredients and then add wet ingredients.  Mix with a wooden spoon till all incorporated.  If it's too wet add oats.  You'll have a sticky dough.  Add the raisins.  Bake at 350 degrees for 10 to 12 minutes.  Then eat, it makes about 15 cookies if you make them big like we did.   We whipped up some cream to put on top. It was wonderfully delicious. 


   Hope you enjoy this semi-healthy treat! We sure did.  They were gone in minutes.  Off to bake some more.

Friday, April 11, 2014

Books We Love: Part 4

I have found that once my child hits the chapter book stage it's more difficult to find books that share our values on the library shelves.  There are tons of chapter books don't get me wrong, but when you have a 2nd grader reading at a fourth grade and higher level, the content isn't always appropriate.  I have scanned many a book to become sorely disappointed in the way the characters talk, or the way they down play witch craft as being something fun, or how everyone has to have a crush.  I'm very picky about what my kids read.  I don't care for series where the main character has horrible spelling and grammar.  How am I supposed to expect my daughter to learn to write well if she's reading misspelled words.  On my quest to find good clean, fun books for my oldest we've found a few must reads.

The first real chapter book she read was Nancy Clancy, Super Sleuth.  She couldn't put the book down, she loved it and finished it in a day.  Her next chapter book was Not-So-Ordinary Girl: Ballerina Weather Girl it was another love, a little longer and harder and took her a couple extra days to complete.  She had her nose glued to the book though, everywhere we went.  It's great to see your child loving reading so much that they forget to play at the park and sit and read the whole time.  She was literally walking around with her nose in the book.  Since then she's read many more books.  Our absolute favorites are: Circle C Beginnings, I got them for my daughter for Christmas and by February she had finished the entire series.  She loved them!  She's moved on to Circle C Adventures and though they are much harder they have been a favorite as well. These are by the same author, the first is about Andi as a 6 year old and geared more to the 6-8 year old reader.  They are full of fun antics, mishaps, and adventures, along with Andi growing in knowing how to handle things the way Jesus would want her to.  Circle C Adventures was actually written first, but it's about Andi when she's about 12.  These are non-stop adventures in an 1880 setting.  The first book in this series Andi runs away, has her horse stolen and deals with a lot of very bad consequences for her decision, she learns that facing up to her family would have been a whole lot easier than the mess she made by running from her problems.  It made my daughter cry when Andi's horse Taffy was whipped by a mean girl and she was on the edge of her seat telling me all the details.  I often would hear her yell, "Mom, guess what Andi just found a clue about Taffy..." If you have a mystery lover or a horse lover your kids are sure to love this series. Another great thing about these series is the author has wonderful printables, lap books, enrichments, and activities on her site.  So check it out, I'd say these books are for boys or girls, but she also has a series that has a boy as the main character.

For devotion books we really like the  Just For Me series.  They have one on the Bible which is wonderful and gives context to the Bible stories.  There are ones on family and friends and they all come with a cool little key chain.  

Thank you for following along and discovering some more chapter books for your family.  What is your favorite morally sound chapter book?  Tell us about it.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Books We Love: Part 3

I'm going to shock everyone when I say this, but it's the truth so here goes....I can't stand most Dr. Seuss books.  There I said it. As a child his books always bothered me, they were too full of nonsense.  As an adult I still find that there are very few Seuss books that I actually enjoy reading.  I find that most "easy readers" are pointless.  What child wants a pointless story?

I firmly believe that if we want to instill a love for learning and reading we must also give our children books that are good for growth in reading, and in their character development.  While things like BOB books and Seuss may be great for repetition or short sentence structure.  I prefer books that actually tell a story. That have character development, a plot, things that make literature good.  I realize that for young children just learning to read we also want them to feel successful and not overwhelmed by too many words on a  page.  My favorite easy readers are Zondervan Kids I Can Read books. We have many different titles and authors that are a part of these books.  My son enjoys Frank and Beans series.  They tell a story of a boy and his dog. Each book is short and has easy enough words for him to read independently, yet they have good fun stories. My son also likes Barnabas Bear.  Another favorite is A Horse Named Bob series. Again these are easy reads that all of my kids enjoy.  We especially love Mr. Rosey Posey series.  The Fine China Plate is one of our favorites.  It deals with the idea of being set apart to be used by God.  It is beautifully done and is based on the true story of Robin Jones Gunn and her friends daughter Natalie.  We used this story to talk to our children in a very simply way about keeping our minds and bodies set apart for God. We then made plates for each of our kids with their names on the front and the verse on the back.  Her books are heart warming about things like forgiveness, real treasure, and God's love for us.  Yet all of her books my kindergartner can read alone. 

I love having lots of books that are just right for my younger readers that build their fluency, and I like knowing I can trust the Zondervan Kids, I Can Read series to not be mindless or inappropriate.  I know when my kids pick up one of these books they will get a level appropriate reader, that boosts their character. What early readers do you turn to?

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Books We Love: Part 2

As a teacher I collected books for my classroom, as a mother I brought those books home and re-examined them through different eyes.  I want to enrich my children's lives and allow them to have books that they love, and return to again and again.  I want them to be challenged and entertained, but mostly to cultivate a love for learning, and reading. As I brought books home I began getting rid of the ones that where just clutter or twaddle.  I started adding to my collection ones that I knew to be good and character building.

First I purchased the curriculum Five in a Row. It gave me lists of books to purchase or borrow from the library and how to use them.  The idea is to read the same book 5 days in a row, each day looking at it from a different angle.  The first day you just enjoy the story, after that you start pulling in literary devices used, history, geography and much more.  The curriculum gives you math, writing, science, geography and history ideas for each book.  This was a tool that helped me significantly.  If you don't get this curriculum, at least print out the book list, found at the bottom of the page link.  It's full of wonderful classic books that enrich the lives of our children. I do however, HIGHLY recommend this curriculum.

The Bee Tree by Patricia Polacco, we read over and over again.  My kids learned "tweedle, tweedle screach" was an onomatopoeia through that book.  We also had a great time eating honey comb and discussing the quest and adventure of reading.

A Pair of Red Clogs taught my kids about other cultures and we enjoyed sitting on the floor to dine on pillows as we ate a Japanese cuisine.  They all wanted a pair of clogs after reading this book.

Ferdinand became a favorite as we learned about Spain and enjoyed the story of this peaceful bull.

Reading these books five days in row takes them from being a story they glance at or even like to becoming a treasure full of more and more surprises. The curriculum provides story disc to be colored and put on a map showing where the story took place.  Our map is dotted with discs from Lentil, Make Way for Duckling and many other books that have become favorites.  Now when we have lemon-aid we think of Lentil and how his lips couldn't pucker. 

Most things we can relate back to a story and when we do this, bonds are being formed with our children that will last a lifetime.

Join me as I share more of the books we love and move from picture books, to easy readers and chapter books. What picture books do you love?



Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Books We Love: Part 1

As a home schooling mother of 3 I find myself surrounded by books.  Books line our 4 bookshelves in the living room.  Book bins are all around the house.  Library books sit in piles and inevitably I find books hiding in my kids beds.  When my oldest was a toddler she would fall asleep every night surrounded by books.  She could quote all of Corduroy and we regularly read through 40 new library books every 3 days.  We love books. 

As my kids grow their favorites change.  Yet we can all quote certain lines from the ones we read over and over, night after night, the beloved books from different stages in their lives.

Sleepy Bears by Mem Fox represents my eldest when she was a baby and I was a teacher.  My husband stayed home and took care of her and that book was read day and night and loved by us all.  When she first started talking she loved Ali bear and would quote the line,  "tummy all tight dreaming of scrumptiousness all through the night." 

Corduroy represents her second year of life, when I came home from being a teacher and my husband was a pastor.  I would sit and rock her reading Corduroy and Baby Danced the Polka, over and over again.  I would never tire of her sing song voice as I read and she recited them from memory.  Everytime I see Corduroy I can hear her baby voice trying to say escalator, but it coming out more like ec-ca-lay-or. 

What are Friends For gave my daughter the name Figgy Two Socks for her pet duck.  Love You Forever , everyone's favorite has been read and sang over and over again.  Yet to me it stands for the time when we lost our third baby, and I read it to my sweet daughter after finding out our baby had died in my womb and I cried. 

Mr. Putter and Tabby and Henry and Mudge remind me of being pregnant with my son and reading to my oldest.  It also reminds me of my dear grandfather who passed away and the visits we took to see him.  How my little girl would curl up on his lap and he would read Mr. Putter and Tabby and chuckle his deep laugh at the antics of the old man in the story.  As I'm sure he could relate, although his cat was Kuro, not Tabby.

Bearnstein Bears make me think of my son and my husband laying on the floor altering the stories based on the illustrations and the laughter that fills the room.  We have almost every Bearnstein Bear book there is and my son loves them no matter how many times we've read them.

You're All My Favorites brings me to my youngest being born.  Having three in the house and cuddling them while reading and them pointing to the bears figuring out which one they were.

Tell Me Something Happy Before I go to Sleep is our current treasured picture book.  We love the closeness of the brother and sister and the sweetness of the story. It always puts happy thoughts in their heads before they go off to dream land.

Isn't it amazing how books can represent time and can bring back treasured memories just by looking at the cover.  We have many loved books.  I hope to share some of them with you this week.  Perhaps you're looking to add to your collection, join me in the days to come, as I share the books we love and how we've used them in our home for both school and memory making.


Monday, April 7, 2014

Amazing Results

I sat at a table in a community room, in a small town.  It was the site of a fundraiser for my precious friend.  If you were a stranger coming in the doors, I doubt you would think this was a benefit started by a small group of people. It would seem more like a community fair. There were people everywhere.  Clowns making amazing balloon toys from walking dogs to bows and arrows.  Whole faces were painted like super heroes, or with beautiful flower designs.  Baked goods of every kind where sold.  Raffles, silent auctions and 35 vendors.  I looked around and was astonished.  Vendors of everything from Usborne books, party lite candles, pampered chef...you name it, and it was there.  People flooded in all day. We had a small table of handcrafted goods made by my family and my dear friend's family. The jewelry our children made flew off the table. I was amazed by the turn out.  To see people from all over, some who know her and some who don't, come out to support her, was amazing.  It was enough to bring tears to your eyes. 

My friend was there, like the trooper she is.  Going from table to table thanking the vendors for coming.  Trying to hide the pain and exhaustion she was in.  I could see it in her face, in her labored step.  Yet, she was there, a source of light, thanking and encouraging others.  I know her whole family was blown away and blessed by the event.

I know that no one of us could have thought up or done this kind of fundraiser by ourselves.  God has given each of us talents, and it's beautiful when we all come together using those gifts and talents to better his kingdom and reach out to those in need. It feels great to be part of the body of Christ as we work together to help and comfort and support each other.

 "Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ... So that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. 26 If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it."
1 Corinthians 12: 12, 25-26
 

Saturday, April 5, 2014

When People Come Together

As I've written before my best friend was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. She is a young mom like me.  Her oldest is 15 and her youngest is only 3 months old.  After his birth she found out that the cancer, which was in remission, had returned and spread to her lungs, bones, and liver.  This of course was devastating news to her and all who love her.

She is an amazing woman, full of life and love and joy. She radiates when she walks in a room, and people are drawn to her.  She was in YWAM and has traveled all over the world learning about cultures and people and reaching out to them during short term mission trips.  She became a teacher and then married and became a wife and a mother to her husbands young daughter .  Five years ago she left teaching to stay home with her new son.  In all the transitions in life she has always been one of the most loved people I know.  There's something about her that draws others in, that makes people want to be near her.  I think it's her faith.  She has a faith in God that is strong, even when things are rough. She continually looks to the LORD.

Out of this tragedy of devastating diagnosis I have seen so many people be touched by her faith.  While she was in the hospital with an infection people came out of the woodwork to visit her.  Some were friends who are close and some met her once or twice years ago, yet she left a mark on their life.  All these people have come together to support her.  What has amazed me is seeing people step across denominational barriers and come together.  Churches that normally don't work together, are doing just that.  Today we are going to a fundraiser that was set up for her and her family. It's in a community center, where there will be 35 vendors, clowns, face painting and bake sales.  These vendors are all people who know and love my dear friend.  They are all people that she has made an impression on and who want to give back to her.  They have purchased tables, given gifts for a raffle and are coming together to raise money for this dear family as they battle cancer.  I can't wait to share how much is raised.  It blesses my heart to see people working together, giving of their time, their money and their business talents to bless my dear friend.

When people stop the busyness of their lives and come together for a cause they can do amazing things!  Look around you, there are people hurting everywhere, there are injustices everywhere.  What will you do?  How will you be a blessing today? Who can you join in making a difference right where you are?

Friday, April 4, 2014

Atlanta Trip: Part 4

After hearing the Archbishop speak, and learning about people like Rachel Corrie and others who have died trying to help the refugees in Palestine I watched a documentary that is still ringing in my head days later.  The documentary is called Five Broken Cameras and it aired on PBS Point of View.

I watched as the film maker a Palestinian man in a small village tried to raise his son Gibreel. I saw this baby boy grow into a 5 year old in the midst of Israeli soldiers.  This village was walled off from it's resources of food and crops.  The people were literally caged.  They were shot at and many killed, as they peacefully protested.  Children were taken by force in the middle of the night by the Israeli army.  Kids holding signs shouting Let Us Sleep,after being fearful all night that they might be taken too, walked to "the wall" in a peaceful protest only to be shot at by the soldiers. 

As I watched this my heart ached within me.  One scene shows his wife lying next to his little son singing to him, as his eyes wide open dart back and forth listening to the sounds of the Army taking children and shooting people in the middle of the night.

Here at home as I lay next to my little boy, who's also 5 and sing to him, tears well up in my chest.  I pray for the many many mother's who will loose their children this very night.  I pray for them, that God would comfort their hurting hearts.  I ask God what can I do and I praise him that my son is still safe in my arms.

Yet I ache.  I ache for her, her face that represents so many who live with constant threat of death.  I ache for those that see their babies killed before their eyes.  I ache because of the sin and injustice in this world.  My heart heaves thinking of all the little faces, and names, like Gibreel that I saw in this documentary.  Faces that imprinted on my mind.  These are no longer numbers or statistics, but people, children, like my own, being scared, tortured and killed.

Pray with me for them, and become informed, share this with others that they too will ache enough to want change, and stand for truth. Please follow the link and watch the documentary.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Atlanta Trip: Part 3

I went to Atlanta to have a break.  My grandmother wanted me to come out to be able to step back and take a breath after all that had been going on at home with my dear friend and taking care of extra little ones.  She wanted me to get away so I could get refueled to come back and be on. 

I went to the city of Atlanta, full of diversity, full of history.  History of Martin Luther King Jr and the peaceful fight for equality. In this place with a rich history we went to an event where the Archbishop of Jerusalem Atallah Hanna spoke.  He spoke in classical Arabic, with a translator at his side.  He spoke about the thousands of Christian and non-violent Muslim Palestinians that are killed continually by Israeli troops.  He spoke about how he does not condone violence directed at the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, or toward the Dome of the Rock.  That violence directed at any holy site whether Christian or Muslim is still wrong. He said that there are many peaceful protests happening to bring attention to what is going on in Jerusalem.  He was there to inform us.  He thanked people like Rachel Corrie and her family for trying to make a difference in his homeland.

Through Archbishop Atallah Hanna's talk, I learned there are people throughout Palestine organizing peaceful walks and protests, in the style of Dr. King and Ghandi. The goal is to bring awareness to the fact that thousands are dying daily in the name of God.  He talked about Syria, stating that what is happening there is all of our problem.  Anyplace where people are killed and treated unjustly based on their faith, it is a problem for all of us who have a faith. 

We need to realize that these are not just numbers and statistics, but real people.  Mother's and father's like you and I.  Trying to live in peace, trying to provide for their families. They are being killed simply for existing.  We need to see that this is not a problem that's "over there" or "a thing of the past" it is a constant on-going problem. We need to be informed so that we can then act.  We must pray for guidance in making decisions both in political realms and also in what groups we support to bring aid to those in need.  If we are informed we can be empowered to help.

There are groups like Peace of Thread that provide refugee woman work, making handbags.  There are many non-profits that are trying to help.  Knowledge is Power.  When we know, we can do something and stand up for change.  We can be a good neighbor and bring relief to those in need.

After his talk he stayed and greeted each and every person in the room and took a picture with all who wanted one. Of course my grandmother Pat and I were excited to get a picture too.  It was an amazing experience of becoming informed.


Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Atlanta Trip: Part 2

While I was in Atlanta I went with my grandmother to hear the  Archbishop from Jerusalem, Father Atallah Hanna speak.  It was an experience I won't soon forget.

I am an American Christian.  I believe in Jesus Christ as my personal savior. I most identify myself with the Baptist denomination.  I learned about Christ as a young girl but did not really begin following him and desiring his direction in my life until I was almost an adult.  I have heard from my grandmother things that she saw in Jordan.  I read through her manuscript many times, and yet I thought it was somehow a thing of the past.  Here in the west we do not see what's going on when we turn on the news.  I knew things were bad, but like most Americans I was busy, I didn't have time to really find out what was happening.  I read the statistics, and lets face it, numbers don't seem real.  They aren't the faces, they aren't the stories.

As I sat in this church in Atlanta that I've never been to before, I was surrounded by people of differing faiths, all monotheistic.  We, Christians, Jews and Muslims sat in this church meeting hall at round tables conversing, sharing a wonderful Mediterranean meal.  People with different colored skin, different beliefs in God all came together, in peace.  We were there to learn or share what is really happening in Palestine.  Isn't it interesting that all three faiths trace themselves back to Adam and Eve.  All three faiths claim father Abraham, and all three faiths record this land as the Promised Land given to them by God.

As I sat there I became very aware that Christians, Jews and Muslim Palestinians have banded together for decades peacefully protesting Israeli government as they are slaughtered.  What I learned was not what I had previously been taught.

I've been taught that Israel is filled with the "chosen people".  That they are at war with Muslims (which was made out to be synonymous with, extremist, terrorists).  I was taught that Israel needs drones, and war equipment to fight off this big threat of "evil".

What I saw was men, woman, and children with no weapons being shot, bulldozed, beaten, killed because they live in Palestine.  They are refugees, stuck, with no hope to leave.  Walls are built around them keeping them away from food and water. Borders are closed so they cannot leave, they have no place to go and are like sitting ducks, while snipers shoot them down.  Troops come in and bulldoze their homes, burn their olive crops, and keep them oppressed. These people are not extremist or terrorist.  These are innocent civilians, Christian and Muslim.   I learned about Rachel Corrie an American young woman who was bulldozed-killed by Israeli troops while peacefully protesting in one of the villages.  Things I've never seen or heard or been told where shown to me.  My eyes were opened and now I cannot be silent.

I am not saying that there are not extremist, or terrorists, we all know they exist.  I'm not saying that Israel should not protect themselves or defend themselves.  I am saying that innocent people are being killed, they are not militants.  They do not have weapons.  I am saying that we need to be informed and know there is a lot more happening than what we are fed through our media.

As a Christian, I know that the Lord Jesus did not say kill and destroy your neighbor, but He told us to love.  I know that sin is in the world and that death and destruction and war have reigned since the beginning of time, yet I believe we can make a difference.  We can be informed.  We can pray for the masses involved.  We can seek ways to help and to be the good neighbor that the LORD called us to be.

Please watch this tribute to Rachel Corrie and become informed on what has really been happening.  You can also see an interview with her from  just days prior to her death.
I will share more this week about what I've learned.  I hope you'll join me and become informed.


Tuesday, April 1, 2014

My Atlanta Trip: Part 1

This week I'd like to share with you what I learned in the last four days while in Atlanta.  My dear grandmother calls that area her home.  I went to visit her there for the first time this past weekend.  It was a wonderful experience filled with learning opportunities.

First I'd like to introduce you to my grandmother.  She is a very vibrant, woman.  She is busy every where she goes and though in her 70's she's very active in social justice issues.  When I was two years old she went to Amman Jordan with my grandfather, a then geologist.  He went to work on water resources, while there my grandmother met a woman named Leila Wahbeh.  This woman continually brought resources and relief to the refugees there in Palestine. My grandmother witnessed first hand the life within a refugee camp.  When she left that region to return to the US, the images and the land stayed in her heart and mind.  She went on to write a book about Leila, called Committee of One.  However the public at that time did not want to hear about Palestinian Refugees.  They tried to keep her book off the market by repeatedly destroying her manuscripts.  After my grandfather died in 2010 my grandmother went back to see how things had changed and to embrace her dear friend Leila that was still such a big part of her heart.  She was able to come home to a new and changing climate and publish her book Committee of One.

This new climate is full of people seeking the truth and wanting to be informed.  Yet so many of us are too busy with our own lives, or with being entertained that we aren't becoming informed.  We aren't listening or finding out what is really going on around the world.  While I was with her in Atlanta I got to meet many people, both Christian and Muslim that are from Palestine.  People that have witnessed the atrocities that occur at the hands of the Israeli Army daily.  I met Atallah Hanna, the Greek Orthodox Archbishop from Jerusalem and listened to him and many others speak on what is happened to civilians, unarmed, humans, men, woman and children.  I will include things about that meeting later in the week.

Today I wanted to introduce you to Pat Holt, my grandmother.  Please look at her website or read her book and become informed. Stayed tuned this week for more information and what is happening to our brothers and sisters in Christ and to many other innocent people.