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Hola from Janet Perez Eckles…Igniting Your Passion to Overcome

Sometimes it might be tough, but it’s never too late to find the correct direction and head in the triumphant path for our ministry.

From time to time I ask myself why God chose to bless me with friends who don’t mind going out with me. What I mean is that heading out with a blind friend cannot be fun. Instead, it might be a chore as I need guidance and descriptions of many things. Read More →

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JanetPerezEckles

Hola from Janet Perez Eckles…Igniting Your Passion to Overcome

Cameron Mills opened the door; the long-awaited delivery truck presented him with the box that contained the representation of success, the symbol of having reached the top.

The ring inside the box proved his champion status as a member of the basketball team that won the National Championship for the Kentucky Wild Cats. Read More →

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Another writer’s prayer from Bob Hostetler (www.bobhostetler.com)

 

Lord, remind me
when inspiration fails me and writing is a slog,
that even at such times
the writing life is a life of privilege and blessing.

 

 

 

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JanetPerezEckles-UseSometimes it’s a pleasant surprise. In the midst of writing and heading to speaking engagements, God whispers a call to a different task. Mine was a mission trip to Bolivia and Peru. A special visit in many ways for me as Bolivia happens to be my birthplace.

The weather was beautiful. A shower of blessing upon blessing poured upon me. And the folks whom I ministered to shined joy into my days. But in the middle of doing good work, a bad glitch appeared.

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2013-08-12 13.04.54From my living room couch I can look into my kitchen and see the glass door to my pantry. Just me, a cup of tea, my Bible, and God.

From this cozy spot I can either look through the window to the backyard trees, or glance at the glass pantry door and see a reflection of those same trees and flowering shrubs moving in the breeze.

Often this reflection in glass strikes me as a doorway to a magical place, giving me the same sort of feeling a favorite book does—like Heidi inviting me up to the Swiss Alps, or joining the children in The Secret Garden.

Like all authors, there’s a strong streak of imagination to my inner person…

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