Friday, December 14, 2018

Eve, Mary, and 1 Timothy 2:11-15

A Study of 1 Timothy 2:11-15 (updated)

To gain a full understanding of First Timothy 2:11-15, let’s begin in Genesis 2:20. In this verse, the word translated as “helper” is the Hebrew word ezer. We're familiar with the line Here I raise my Ebenezer, hither by thy help I’ve come in the hymn “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing.” Ezer means help, to run to the rescue, or to bring aid.

In the Old Testament, sixteen times this word refers to God. For example, in Psalm 46:1, we find: God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. (KJV)

God knew one day man would be in need of rescue. And from where would that help, that rescue, come? From God’s son, through Mary, a woman.

This is the stone which was set at nought of you builders, which is become the head of the corner.
Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved." (KJV, Acts 4:11-12)

According to these verses, Neither is there salvation in any other. Again, we have a line from a hymn, “The Old Cross Road” that emphasizes this—There is just one way to the pearly gate.

And yet, isn't it strange some have difficulty with 1 Timothy 2:13-15? Let’s look at these verses.

And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression. Notwithstanding she shall be saved in childbearing, if they continue in faith and charity and holiness with sobriety. (KJV)

A casual reading of this would indicate the “she” must refer back to “the woman,” Eve. However, notice the “they” in the last part of verse 15 is not the “she.” Perhaps “they” refers to all those who accept Jesus as the son of God and “continue in faith and love and holiness, with self-control.”

1 Timothy 2:13-15 cannot contradict the basic tenet of Christianity—the only way to heaven is through God's son, Jesus Christ. It would be nonsense to say there is only one way to Heaven except in the case of women who are saved through childbearing.

So, “notwithstanding she shall be saved through childbearing,” must have something to do with that basic tenet.

“She” is the woman Eve. It is through her seed that Mary will give birth to Jesus. Jesus provides salvation, not only to Eve, but to all who continue in faith, love, and holiness.

In Galatians 4:4-5, we find

But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son, made of a woman, made under the law,
To redeem them that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons.

Those “under the law” were redeemed by God’s Son, “made of a woman.”

Furthermore, we read in Hebrews 9:14-15:

How much more shall the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself without spot to God, purge your conscience from dead works to serve the living God?
And for this cause he is the mediator of the new testament, that by means of death, for the redemption of the transgressions that were under the first testament, they which are called might receive the promise of eternal inheritance.

Jesus is mediator and redeems the transgressions of those under “the first testament,” that is, those under the Old Testament, including Eve. How, then, will Eve be saved? Through Mary's childbearing, through Eve’s seed.

And thus, the Bible brings us full circle.
Image courtesy of Pixabay

Eve will bring salvation by her offspring, her ancestor, her seed, Jesus. God gives the first prophecy of Jesus when speaking to the serpent: And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel. (emphasis mine)

And this is exactly what happened when Mary brought forth the Son of the Living God. Jesus bruised the head of Satan and offers salvation to all who ever existed, who now exist, or who will one day exist.

And all is accomplished through the Savior's birth, Mary's childbearing, Eve’s seed.

Thus, the use of ezer in Genesis 2:20 makes perfect sense. Through childbearing, help was on its way to redeem us, to rescue us, to save us.

However, what of the rest of these verses in 1 Timothy 2, specifically verses 11-14? Let’s take a closer look.

Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection.
But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.
For Adam was first formed, then Eve.
And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression.
Notwithstanding she shall be saved in childbearing, if they continue in faith and charity and holiness with sobriety. (KJV)

Let’s begin with verse 11, a verse that has been misunderstood by many for generations. To fully understand this verse, we need to look at the Greek word translated as “silence.”

That Greek word is hésuchios and, interestingly, is the same word used at the beginning of this chapter.

I exhort therefore, that, first of all, supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks, be made for all men;
For kings, and for all that are in authority; that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and honesty. (KJV 1 Timothy 2:1-2, emphasis mine)

That word translated “quiet” is hésuchios. It’s ludicrous to suggest that the we in this verse must remain silent. A “quiet” life and a “silent” life are certainly not the same.

We can thus conclude that this same word in verse 11 can also be translated “quiet” and not “silent.” Women were not being told by Paul to be silent, but to learn quietly. In other words, to listen, and to respect their teachers. This was especially important for women during that time. Within the society in which they lived, few women were given the opportunity to learn. They had a lot of catching up to do, and their teachers, by necessity, were men.

Let’s move on to verse 12.

But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.

First, note that Paul uses “I.” In other words, Paul spoke to a particular group of women, at a particular place, during a particular time. It is up to each reader to decide if Paul’s “I” constitutes a command from God.

Let’s suppose, for the sake of argument, it does constitute a command. What is Paul saying here?

While the woman is learning, as we’ve just seen in verse 11, quietly and with respect, she is not to take over the teaching role by “usurping authority over the man.” Usurp means “to seize and hold in possession by force or without right,” according to Merriam-Webster.

And again, in verse 12, the word translated “in silence” is hésuchios. Therefore, instead of this:

Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection.
But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.

Perhaps 1 Timothy 2:11-12 could be rephrased as this:

Let the woman learn quietly, with all respect for her teacher.
But I (Paul) don’t allow a woman (while she is learning) to take the leadership role, especially by disrespecting the man teaching her, but to learn quietly.

Let’s continue to verses 13 and 14 which are translated as:

For Adam was first formed, then Eve.
And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression.

Verse 13 is plain and straightforward, and few have problems with this verse. A look back in Genesis helps to clarify verse 14 further.

The Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to work it and keep it. And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, “You may surely eat of every tree of the garden, but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die.”(Genesis 2:15).

In the passage above, we see that God gives the instructions about the tree of knowledge to Adam before he formed Eve. It’s not until verse 22, we read:

And the rib that the Lord God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man.

Eve is not yet in existence when God gives the instructions, and as far as we know, Adam passes along the information to the newly formed Eve. It is certainly possible God gave Eve the instructions face to face although the Bible never tells us this.

Regardless, Eve becomes confused, whether her own fault or Adam's. We know this because she tells the serpent in Genesis chapter three, “You shall not eat of the fruit of the tree that is in the midst of the garden, neither shall you touch it, lest you die.”(emphasis mine)

God’s instructions to Adam did not include neither shall you touch it.

Thus, the serpent targets Eve, knowing she is armed with incorrect teaching. The story continues:

So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was to be desired to make one wise, she took of its fruit and ate, and she also gave some to her husband who was with her, and he ate (Genesis 3:6, emphasis mine).

Adam stands by and watches the scene unfold without speaking up. Adam sins along with Eve. Adam sins knowingly and willingly. Was it not his duty to stop Eve from disobeying God’s word? Of course!

And this is why we find throughout the Bible; scripture says man is the one through whom sin entered the world.

For example, Romans 5:12 tells us: Therefore, just as sin came into the world through one man, and death through sin, and so death spread to all men because all sinned. (emphasis mine)

See also 1 Corinthians 15:22 and Romans 5:19.

So now, let’s take a closer look at 1 Timothy 2:13 with the commentary from Genesis:

And Adam was not deceived (He sinned knowingly. Furthermore, he was with Eve and did not speak up. By his actions, Adam brought sin into the world.),but the woman being deceived was in the transgression. (Eve, deceived by the serpent and not protected by Adam, transgressed and was part of the subsequent Fall.)

And so, let’s put what we’ve learned together and paraphrase 1 Timothy 2:11-15.

Let the woman learn quietly, respecting the man teaching her. I, Paul, am not going to allow a woman to disrespect a man, by being domineering. She needs to learn quietly.
And even though Adam was formed first, Eve, by her actions, her transgression, was caught up in the Fall. Even so, through her seed, Eve, along with Adam, and those in the past, present, and future, will be saved if they continue in faith, hope, and charity.

And let’s re-read these verses, in light of this study:

Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection.
But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.
For Adam was first formed, then Eve.
And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression.
Notwithstanding she shall be saved in childbearing, if they continue in faith and charity and holiness with sobriety. (1 Timothy 2:11-15, KJV)

Friday, December 7, 2018

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

A common trait appears among popular television shows--Seinfeld, Friends, and The Big Bang Theory, to mention but a few. 

All deal with a group of friends who are loyal to each other. Loyalty is a trait often lacking in today's society. The absence of loyalty is a result of apathy or selfishness. 

For years, a lot of people posted memes about walking away from toxic relationships. Many felt empowered by these to leave a spouse or a friend, and sometimes they needed to do so.

Toxic relationships exist. Abusive relationships exist. 

However, sometimes we mislabel normal relationships as toxic or abusive. 

Normal relationships are often messy. People are sinful--all people, including me, including you. Sometimes we will say or do things selfishly or, at least, without thinking. Sometimes we have quirks. Sometimes we have a problem that might take a long time to uproot.

And how often will we continue in such behavior? Weeks, months, years, decades? 

When we forgive, we are giving up hope for a better past. When we walk away, we are giving up hope for a better future. 

Walking away from a relationship, the absence of loyalty, is the definition of toxicity.

For it is only through relationships that true happiness is found.









Bathing Feet

In chapter six of John, this exchange takes place: Then said Jesus unto the twelve, Will ye also go away? Then Simon Peter answered him, Lord, to whom shall we go? thou hast the words of eternal life. And we believe and are sure that thou art that Christ, the Son of the living God.

Peter had no doubt that Jesus was the Son of God.

The Child's Bath1893 by Mary Cassatt
A few chapters later, this takes place:
Jesus knowing that the Father had given all things into his hands, and that he was come from God, and went to God;
He riseth from supper, and laid aside his garments; and took a towel, and girded himself.
After that he poureth water into a bason, and began to wash the disciples' feet, and to wipe them with the towel wherewith he was girded.
Then cometh he to Simon Peter: and Peter saith unto him, Lord, dost thou wash my feet?
Jesus answered and said unto him, What I do thou knowest not now; but thou shalt know hereafter.
Peter saith unto him, Thou shalt never wash my feet. Jesus answered him, If I wash thee not, thou hast no part with me.
Simon Peter saith unto him, Lord, not my feet only, but also my hands and my head. (John 13:3-9, KJV)
Peter at first refused to obey Jesus, the one he was sure was the Son of God.

Think about this for a moment. Suppose you were Peter, and knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, who Jesus was. Would you have refused to obey him? What prompted Peter to act in this way? Was it simply because Jesus was serving him? 
Peter had no doubts, and yet he refused to obey the Messiah
And here's the thing. Jesus had already taught them many times to serve others. Being a servant would not have shocked Peter, would not have compelled him to disobey the Son of the living God.
These men had traveled with Jesus for three years, had sat at his feet, hung onto his every word, and knew his teachings. 
Why was Peter so shocked? 

During that period of time, washing feet was usually a woman's work. More than that, it was often the lowliest slave woman's work. 

Besides household servants, often wives would wash the feet of their husbands. Sometimes children would wash the feet of their fathers, and disciples were known to wash the feet of a rabbi.

Jesus shocked them by taking on the role of a lowly slave woman, or a wife, or a child, or a disciple. 

Later, in Acts, we read that Christians "have turned the world upside down." 

This is what Jesus did. He turned everything topsy-turvy. He took on the role of a slave toward his master, the role of a disciple toward his teacher, the role of a wife to her husband.

He truly turned the world upside down.

(See Foot-washing in a Historical Perspective for more information about this practice.)





Wednesday, November 28, 2018

Brokken Brother


Lies broke them. The truth will heal them ... if time doesn't run out.

When Fritz Brokken robbed the bank with his brothers, he did more than steal the meager resources of the town of Brokken. He also shattered Lydia Walsh's heart.

When Fritz returns to Brokken to recruit reinforcements to save his brothers’ lives, no one believes his outlandish story. The sheriff throws him in jail. And he's running out of time. Lydia is a distraction he does not need or want. 

Or does he? The truth of her love may be exactly what he needs to complete his mission.

This is a stand-alone novella although it follows Brokken Arrow and Brokken Rising in sequence. 

This is part of the Brokken Road Romances series


This is a sweet historical romance set in East Texas following 
the Civil War.

Join me over on my Facebook author page to learn of new releases

Also, check out these other Brokken Road Romances:

And my other contribution to the series, Brokken Arrow.

Friday, November 9, 2018

Abagail's Brokken Books


Two of my Brokken books have been released and two will be before the end of the year. Grab a copy of This Brokken Road and Brokken Arrow while they are only 99 cents.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

The Boat

My husband and I are studying The Forgotten Way by Ted Dekker. In today's meditation, he spoke of the boat we believe will offer us safety. 

Safety is but an illusion in this world. No boat can save us when the waves overwhelm. 

We search for financial security, we put up barriers to keep undesirables away, we search for the perfect person to marry, and the list goes on and on.

Finances can be wiped out in a second, by illness, by Mother Nature, by poor planning, by a million unexpected things. Money is not security. 

Our spouse, our soulmate, may be unfaithful or have hidden character flaws (we call it baggage and all of us struggle with its weight), and divorce may linger on the horizon. Sometimes we stay in the "boat" of marriage, holding to its sides as the winds whip around us. Marriage is not security.

We put up fences and buy guard dogs and guns. Fences are not security.

We build bigger boats, and boats are not security. We still fear when the storm approaches.

We're doing it wrong. We have to "lay aside every weight" (Hebrews 12:1), and a boat is pretty heavy. You might think I'm mixing metaphors here. Hebrews is speaking of running a race, and I'm speaking of boats. 

Oh, but can you imagine this? You leave the boat and, not walk on the water, but run on the water, run to meet Jesus? 

This is almost beyond comprehension. Walking on water must be difficult enough but to run upon it? Through the storms? Even if Jesus holds out his hand and says "Come"?

We live in this world but are not of this world. Nothing in this world is worth the encumbrance. It is not worth the binding, even if the tight wrapping of the linen feels secure. In Christ, we are unbound, set free, as Lazarus was from the tomb. We are unbound in order to live.

So, what am I saying? Am I saying we should not strive for financial security, for the security of family, for the security of the right political party, the security of locked doors and locked borders?

No. I am saying none of those things are important. None of those things can offer us safety. We kick against the pricks because of fear. We strike first to quiet the fear within us. 

And we need to stop it. Burn the boat. Our belief in God should be so strong, that when his son extends his hand and says "Come," we will walk, no, run, upon the waves to him.

And I believe. God, help my unbelief.

Help me to run.









Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Creative Spirit

Ideas have coalesced, percolated into my mind, perhaps down to my spirit, ideas I’m likely to forget and will have to be reminded of again and again, not by a clanging gong, I hope, but by a gentle whisper.

God is in the whispers.

Some fear the whispers.

Some have been taught the Holy Spirit, the mysterious force, unseen, is beyond our grasp. He is not. (1)

I open my arms and force myself to not tightly wrap them around me, in fear of feeling such power.



The burdens of life weigh us down in direct contradiction to Jesus’ words for his followers:

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” ~Matthew 11:28-30

When engulfed in the storms of life, we fret instead of rest, sink instead of rising. The "rest of Jesus " is within reach if we but grasp it.

And that’s an almost impossible task at times. When all we see is the scarlet fire of pain from a migraine... When our hearts beat out of rhythm and our blood pressure rises ... When we watch our mothers die ... When our children stray, in a hundred ways, drugs, alcohol, sexual promiscuity, homosexuality, or something as simple as not adhering to our dreams for them, we despair. All we can feel are the traces, and we kick against the pricks. 

The pain seems too great to endure. We forget who we are. We forget why we are here. We forget who God is. We forget we have the promise of the Holy Spirit.

God created us in his image--the image we see from the very first chapter of the Bible—He is the Great Creator. He made us in that image, to create. The world destroys our faith in ourselves, in our God. Creativity manifests itself in a million different ways, but it is everyone’s destiny, whether followed or not.

We have free will and often make wrong choices. What do we replace our creative spirit with? Usually with rules and regulations. We tell ourselves that we must behave in the way the world tells us, or even, in the way the church tells us. 

Creation is destroyed in rule following. We fall in line, follow someone else’s creation, as distorted as their creation becomes, instead of listening to the whisper.

I read a story when I was a young child that has always remained with me. A teacher gave out modeling clay and told her class they would be sculpting cows from the clay. The teacher gave step-by-step instructions. One child did not completely obey, making his own tweaks along the way. At the end of class, twenty identical cows were made and one unique piece of art.

We get caught up in following the rules, in my case, writing books to please, that “fit” the genre. I have to remind myself I am made in God’s image.

And if I align myself with him, together, with the Holy Spirit, we will create what God wants us to create, not what the world expects. And if my writing is overlooked by the world, that should not concern me.

My job, as God’s creation, is to create with his help. It satisfies my soul, gives me great joy, and is where true happiness resides.


Book sales and great reviews, while balms to the ego, are not what bring peace, joy, and contentment. The world can never offer us that.

I have often misunderstood this verse:

For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and forfeit his soul?

The soul is worth more than the whole world. Our soul is more precious than the entire world! Think of that for a moment. 

And how do we lose our souls? By blindly following rules and regulations.

We are beyond the law, as Paul tells us. The law does not bind us. (Romans 7:6)

We are enough.

Redeemed
Big Daddy Weave

Seems like all I can see was the struggle
Haunted by ghosts that lived in my past
Bound up in shackles of all my failures
Wondering how long is this gonna last
Then You look at this prisoner and say to me "Son,
Stop fighting a fight that's already been won"
I am redeemed, You set me free
So I'll shake off theses heavy chains
And wipe away every stain now I'm not who I used to be
I am redeemed
I'm redeemed.

As Christians, we are redeemed. We have no need to be anyone whom God did not create us to be. All we must do is seek, knock, and the door will be opened to us. We will receive greater joy than we can ever imagine.


To achieve this, all else must be forgotten as we press forward to the prize that lies ahead.

1. (Side note: The Spirit is feminine, as is wisdom, and often linked, perhaps are the same entity. See the entry of the Hebrew word on Biblehub.) 

Sunday, October 28, 2018

The Sculpture

Five years of life faded away, five years already a misty haze. 

Waves crashed over, forced me to my knees, and I arose, sputtering and coughing, my vision blurs from the salt in my eyes. 

We bless the rain, when it washes salt away. Mist lifts and clarity comes. And the rain continues, a drizzle at a time. 

And most of the waves, illness, death, betrayals are the way of life, certainly. 

Learning comes: illness common; health uncommon. Death universal; life fragile. Loyalty scarce; betrayal certain.

Five years. Pains accumulated. Troubles multiplied. 

The sculptor hammered away the crystallized salt. Not all, but some. And the chips scattered the floor, pierced my feet as I struggled forward. 

The core is revealed, but if I wash into the sea, the salt clings and must be hammered away again. Perhaps not as difficult as the first hammering and yet painful still. 

All are on a path. Some never find their way home. My way is easy to find. It lies along country roads. And the blue skies beyond, the white clouds lifted high, ripe with cleansing rain. The rain we bless. 

For it reveals where our treasure truly lies. Not in places it can be snatched away by eager hands. 

It lies within, the core left when the hand lays the hammer down. Treasure comes in this world but is not of this world. 

The hand that holds the hammer beautifies his sculpture to adorn the heavens, where the clouds reside.


Thursday, September 20, 2018

Cover Reveal for Brokken Arrow


I'm excited to share my cover for Brokken Arrow, to be released October 22nd. 
I will share a link for the preorder soon. 
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Saturday, August 18, 2018

Claustrophilia


Isaac Asimov had claustrophilia. No, I didn't spell that incorrectly. He did not have claustrophobia, a fear of enclosed spaces but claustrophilia, a love of enclosed spaces. 

Many avid readers suffer ... urm ... enjoy the same condition, including me. A popular feature on many book Facebook pages or websites is that of reading nooks. These are usually places about the size of a single width bed surrounded by books. The bed or couch area is covered in cushy comforters or pillows--a lush surrounding, a place to burrow in to feed our addiction to books. 

Why do so many of us who are readers feel this pull toward enclosed spaces? Could it have something to do with our personality? Perhaps avid readers tend to be more introverted and wish to escape the noise of the world.


Remember that Jane Eyre would hide in the window seat behind the thick curtain to read? Ever since I read of Jane Eyre, I've wanted just such a place to hide away.

This reading nook, from Pinterest, is perfect.


Is claustrophilia  and the desire to be surrounded by books perhaps a desire to retreat into the womb where all was warm and safe? Where we were once comforted by the steady beat of our mother's heartbeat? And where we are now comforted by the steady rhythm of the flow of words through us?

Asimov enjoyed confined spaces and liked to work in windowless rooms. Here are his words: When I sit down at the typewriter, I write. Someone once asked me if I had a fixed routine before I start, like setting up exercises, sharpening pencils, or having a drink of orange juice. I said, "No, the only thing I do before I start writing is to make sure that I'm close enough to the typewriter to reach the keys."

I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die.

If the doctor told me I had six minutes to live, I'd type a little faster.
Nothing interferes with my concentration. 

A cozy space, a cup of coffee, and a book, either one we are reading or one we are writing ... is there anything better for us claustrophilia sufferers? Pull the curtains shut on your way out!

https://www.buzzfeed.com/peggy/44-cozy-nooks-youll-want-to-crawl-into-immediatel?utm_term=.po8lownjA#.prwyE6M04



Friday, February 23, 2018

While I Gently Weep



The first anniversary of my mother's death will be next Friday. We're packing and moving, and I'm weeping. 

It's difficult to understand my tears. Of course, I know much of the sadness is from losing my mother and brother last year, around this time. But there's more that is difficult to articulate. The busy-ness of our lives often keeps us from truly contemplating what lies ahead.

Each breath we take, each step we take brings us closer to death. Death might take us unaware. Death might be long awaited. Yet it always hovers before us, tainting our dreams. 

Today I finished a study of 2 Timothy. This is Paul's last letter before he died, beheaded according to Eusebius, an early church historian.  

Paul says: For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. ~ 2 Timothy 4:6-8

I tremble to think, not of the death that awaits me, but at the race I still have left to run, the good fight I must still fight. None of us is perfect, and we should be continuously learning, stretching toward the finish line, reaching forward to fully grasp righteousness. No, we will never fully attain that upon this earth, but it's something we must strive toward, even when we're weary.

Paul goes on to say, But the Lord stood at my side and gave me strength, so that through me the message might be fully proclaimed and all the Gentiles might hear it. And I was delivered from the lion’s mouth. ~ verse 17

Here on earth we weep. But the Lord stands by our side and strengthens us. Later, on the day our race is finished, our tears will be wiped away forever. 

Amen.

(Image from Pixabay)




Wednesday, February 14, 2018

A Love Story

Ours is not a usual love story. It began before I ever met Carl. I'd graduated from college with a teaching degree and moved back home to save money. I taught for a few years at a local middle school before applying at a private Christian school in another city. 

The superintendent of the school hired me, and I began looking at houses with plans to buy. My plans were derailed.

My father worked at Ft. Benning, Georgia after retiring from the army. He was 59 and decided to accept early retirement. My mother and father had purchased over fifty acres down home, in south Alabama, near family and friends, on which they planned to build a house. 

However, my father underwent a physical only to discover he had an aortic aneurysm. To make a long story short, my father died in the early morning hours following emergency surgery, on May 3rd, my mother's birthday. 

I talked to my mother and asked her if she wanted to move to south Alabama. Another option would have been for her to move with me to the city where I'd received the job offer. Or, we could stay put. My mother, in a deep depression, was unable to make a decision. I considered each possibility but did not know what to do.

I could not accept a job in Montgomery, Alabama, so soon after my father's death and regretfully declined the job offer. As it turned out, I remained at home with my mother and continued teaching at the same school for another year. 

One night I had a dream in which I traveled to the city where I'd received the job offer. Along the way, I became lost. I stopped at a gas station and asked the attendant for directions. 

He said, "Why do you want to go to Montgomery? All you've ever wanted is in Opp, Alabama, and it's right down the road."

I awoke the next morning, the vivid dream playing through my head. Instantly, I made the decision and told my mother we would build the house on the land she and my father had purchased. She agreed.

It took another year to build the house and then we moved at the end of May. It was foolish what we did, quitting our jobs and moving. I applied for teaching positions, in every school system nearby, but nothing was available. I applied for other jobs but was told I was over qualified. My mother, in her fifties, also could not get a job.

Across the road from our new house was a gas station. My mother and I often walked over to purchase a Coke and bag of chips. One day, when my mother had gone over by herself, the gas station attendant (coincidence?) asked about me and told my mother that a young man lived across the highway from us. She asked if she could give the guy my number. My mother agreed, without consulting me. The days turned into weeks and into months. The guy didn't call.

Our savings dwindled. My mother said we would have to move to find jobs. 

I dug in my heels. The dream remained vivid. I felt certain it was the place I needed to be, that this place was my home. I signed up to substitute, and we managed to hang on for a little while longer. 

In November, the guy called. He explained he was our neighbor and asked if he could come over to meet us. Of course, I said.

And he did. We married on January 17th. 

No, I don't recommend marrying someone you'd only known a few weeks. In our case, it worked. We've been married for 37 years now. A few years ago, we moved away from the farm, and it was a season of change for us.

Last year, I told my husband I wanted to move back. In a few weeks, Lord willing, we'll be back home. The place I moved to thirty-eight years ago, the place the dream led me to, the place I met my husband for the first time, the place I fell in love, the place my children grew to adulthood, the place I love and long to be, the place where resides the love, the memories, the beauty, everything God planned for me, everything I dreamed. 

Everything I have ever wanted and much, much more. 


When we were young.
Carl and me, 37 years of marriage and counting.




Friday, February 9, 2018

Abagail's Long Overdue Update

I'm in a fun Facebook hop today. Go here to find out more details: Abagail Eldan's Facebook Page

The funny thing is that Melly, Unyielding is the 4th book in the Lockets & Lace Series. This seems tailored made for my book.

If you missed it, the series has just been published. This book ties in with my first three western novellas. Not only that, the next two will also. If the Lord is willing (and me!), I'll write three more for the same series.

Texas Triad is the name of the series and includes novellas/books in groups of threes. The first three are the Three Brides, the second group of three are the Three Sisters, the third group will be the Three Brothers.

Robbie & Taron, Libby & Ander, and Abby & Joshua make up the Three Brides.

The Three Sisters are Melly, Unyielding, Love's Joy Unending, and Abby, Unbending

This is the cover for Love's Joy Unending: 

This novella will be published March 28th. 

My next book will be a Brokken book. As many know. I'm part of a great group of writers, including a New York Time's bestseller, and not one, but two Laramie award winners! 

I am so thankful to have found this great group of writers. We have a Brokken Road Romance Facebook page plus a blog. Please check them out. 

Next up for me will be the launch of our Brokken series. Watch for that in June. 

Don't forget to join in the Litring, Leather vs Lace, for a chance to win $100 or a Kindle. 

Go Team Lace!

Friday, January 12, 2018

Changes

Change seems to be my middle name! And speaking of names, as some know, I've taken on the pen name of Abagail Eldan. I'm leaving the In the Shadow of the Cedar books on Amazon under Sheila Hollinghead.

My western romance will be published under Abagail Eldan. As many know, I have a book in the Lockets & Lace series. If you have not seen it yet, here you go--

This beautiful cover was designed by Carpe Librum

The book is scheduled for publication on the 25th of this month. It's up for pre-order on Amazon for 99 cents. The price goes to $2.99 after publication. Click here to pre-order: Melly, Unyielding.

Lockets and Lace have a couple of events planned at Facebook. Meet five of the authors next Thursday at the Authors Event. And then we will have a fun game. Stay tuned for that!

Thanks for your support!