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Colt and Jessie reading in the closet.

I’m looking for three books to feature this fall in the Simply Faithful book club: a picture book, chapter book and teen book. All of them need to have some sort of spiritual theme and they need to be the kind of book that you make your friends read.

Typically we like to offer an online chat with the authors, so they need to be… ahem… living.

Give it some thought. Talk it over with other book lovers and let me know what you think by Sept. 10.

I’ll announce the books we’ve selected on Oct. 8.

Thanks in advance for all of your help!

Read about our past book club selections:

http://simplyfaithful.com/2012/03/14/a-chance-to-learn-more-about-ann-voskamp/

http://simplyfaithful.com/2012/06/29/theme-of-freedom-finds-its-way-into-all-james-rubarts-books/

Benjamin, who memorizes the stories for now, reads to Colt.

Editor’s note: I first wrote about Kelly Nash a couple of weeks ago on my blog. This is a longer (perhaps better thought-out) version that appeared in the Rochester (NY) Democrat and Chronicle.

Some people naturally push the limits. Others, like my friend Kelly Nash, shove them.

She’s run 5Ks and 10Ks, marathons and ultras. But she wanted something more: She wanted to run for 24 hours and raise $1,500 for the Heritage Christian Legacy Mile & 5K, an event that supports people with developmental disabilities.

So, more than a dozen of us – friends, family and co-workers – gathered to pray and cheer as she stepped on the treadmill the morning of that long run. We took pictures, sang about friendship and freedom and wondered silently what was limiting us, how we should be challenging ourselves.

Most of my decisions seem to fall back on what it will cost me. Do I really have the time? Is it worth the effort? But those aren’t the questions that define Nash.

What if I just keep putting one foot in front of the other?

As part of her fundraiser, Nash rented out the treadmill next to her in 30-minute increments. One man, who was training for an upcoming half marathon, ran 13.1 miles with Nash.

“You’ll have to train for a full marathon now,” she said, still running. Still encouraging.

What if I really can go farther?

All of the 30-minute slots were full. They were taken by other runners; a friend of her dear, late father; her husband; her mother; her daughter’s fifth-grade teacher.

So, she was never alone. Not when her eyes got heavy with sleep. Not when her body struggled to cool itself. Not when her fundraising edged closer to $3,000. And certainly not when she grew close to the 100-mile mark and to the finish.

Can I say I’ve run the good race?

More than 200 people, many of them still sweating from their own morning run, chanted Nash’s name and counted down the seconds. When she threw her fist up in the air, the crowd went wild. The treadmill stopped at 106.49 miles. Four marathons in 24 hours.

I like to think she got her questions answered.

Join us: We’ll be chatting live with James Rubart, the author of Rooms, at 7 p.m. today. Look for us at the Simply Faithful page on Facebook. If you can’t make it at that time, send me your questions. I’ll ask Rubart for you.

We’re fortunate to have the opportunity to visit Wednesday with James Rubart, author of Rooms. Won’t you join us? I’m sure we’ll be talking about freedom, about breaking away from negative voices and about really living the life God has for you.

It’ll be worth your time. I promise!

You can find us at 7 p.m. EDT Wednesday, July 25, on the Simply Faithful Facebook page. Just hit the refresh button often so you can see our latest questions and comments.

Hope to see you there…

It was sitting there on the grass beneath a tree, a likely victim of early morning winds. But it was still perfect. All the dried weeds woven tightly in a circle. A soft cushion in the middle for cradling eggs. A work of nature. A work of art.

I put the empty nest in my bag and gingerly carried it around all day so I could show it to my household of curious boys. I marveled at the expert weaving and at the care that went into preparing a welcoming home – a home strong enough to withstand a great fall.

A day later, winds blew at my house, too. Some of the hardest we’ve seen. Ours is a home built on love and trust, and also on post traumatic stress and attention deficit disorder. We have wonderful times, and we have times when dark memories threaten to temporarily eclipse the light of hope.

Those memories, those feelings of not being worthy, created a storm that day. It felt like our nest was loosening a little from the branch, like maybe our walls weren’t quite high enough or thick enough to keep the bumps and bruises of life at bay. We had little choice but to hold on and to trust the one whose eye is on the smallest of sparrows. The one who taught the birds of the air to gather and weave.

It’s hard when the nest is swaying to remember scriptures and hymns, to remember that the storm will end and its rain bring healing. I’m glad I carried the tiny nest home because it became a reminder, a symbol, to me in the days after.

I look at it and know that I need to keep weaving in threads of confidence and self-respect. I see I need to cushion my family with the kind of love that is steadfast and devoted. And I’m reminded that I need to hold tight and trust.

His eye is on the sparrow and I know he watches me.

If you are reading Rooms with us, remember that Alpha & Omega Parable Christian stores in Penfield and Greece are hosting discussion groups at 7 p.m. July 10, 17, 24 and 31, and you can visit with the author, James Rubart, at 7 p.m. July 25 on the Simply Faithful Facebook page.

Scripture tells us that Job had a pretty charmed life. Seven sons. Three daughters. Thousands of sheep and camels. Hundreds of oxen, and a great reputation for serving God, which is apparently what made him a target for a spiritual tug-of-war.

As the story goes, Satan was trolling around looking for someone to deny God, so God suggested Job. He knew that Job’s faith was strong enough to handle anything thrown at him. Usually that’s where the Sunday School lessons focus, the perseverance and commitment angle.

But I’ve been thinking about how Job’s suffering was carefully mapped out. Even before the messenger had finished explaining how all of his camels were stolen, another messenger arrived to say that his children had died. Soon, Job was covered in painful boils from his feet to his head. No part of his life was left untouched.

So, why do I think I would be any different? Why should I think that evil won’t tug at my job, my family, my homesickness, my insecurities, the pieces of my heart that are broken? Do I even recognize evil?

“I’m convinced we live in chains – either of our own making or by the enemy,” said James Rubart, author of Rooms. “We each have a divine destiny, and the enemy is trying to keep that from happening.”

That idea of releasing the brakes we put on ourselves and throwing off the chains of those who keep us down – the idea of true freedom – is at the center of Rooms, the fiction book I’ve chosen for our second Simply Faithful book club.  In Rooms, software tycoon Micah Taylor receives a letter from a late uncle he barely knew telling him of a house he has built for him along the Oregon coast. The house, it turns out, is actually a physical manifestation of Micah’s soul, and there are rooms for places of his life where he needs forgiveness, healing and victory.

Alpha & Omega Parable Christian stores in Penfield and Greece, NY, will offer the book at a discounted rate of $9.97 and host discussion groups at 7 p.m. July 10, 17, 24 and 31. I’ll host a live chat with Rubart on the Simply Faithful page on Facebook at 7 p.m. July 25.

I hope you’ll join us. Maybe we’ll all find a little more freedom.

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