Sunday, June 10, 2012
Very Captivating
I found this book very captivating. The story line made me want to just keep reading. I admit that I read this book deep into the night. While I didn't greatly like the character of Bethany Quinn, I fell in love with all of her supporting cast. I found Bethany rather selfish, but then again I have not been through hard times like she went through. By the end she does redeem herself in my eyes and I found that she really did have a heart and a longing for God. This book is almost like a puzzle. Every few chapters you would get another glimpse of Bethany's past. Throughout the book I would find myself trying to guess what had happened to make her so bitter towards God. The characters in the book go through a lot of grief, but through their grief, they become closer with each other and closer to God. Bethany has a passion for her work, but at times it seems to run her life. I understand her love for her work, but there is a line where your career and your personal life should not cross. In the end Bethany learns this lesson. Overall I found that this book was worth my while.
Just go to this link to get the first chapter
http://waterbrookmultnomah.com/blog/2011/12/09/sneak-peek-wildflowers-from-winter-by-katie-ganshert/
I received this book from Waterbrook Multnomah Publishers through their Blogging for Books program in exchange for an honest review.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Angels Everywhere
When I ordered this book, I had no idea that it was the second one in the series. I tried to find the first book, Breath of Angel, but unfortunately my library didn't have it and I didn't have the money to buy it. So I started reading this book knowing full well that I would probably have no idea what was going on. I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised. Although it was the second book, it still explained each character fairly well instead of assuming that you already knew who they were. While reading it I found that there were some unexplained things, but I caught on quick enough. I felt that the plot line was pretty strong for a sequel. There was a ton of character development and building. I felt that the world that Karyn Henley had created was very original, especially at a time when everyone is writing of surreal worlds. Angels walking everywhere definitely made life interesting for the characters. The angel aspect made an intriguing story line and they were all very likeable. I definitely had a hard time putting this book down, but I would recommend reading the first book before this one. Overall I felt that this was a good book.
To get the first chapter, just go to the link.
http://waterbrookmultnomah.com/blog/2011/11/15/sneak-peek-eye-of-the-sword-by-karyn-henely/
I received this book through Waterbrook Multnomah's Blogging for Books program in exchange for an honest review.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Face the Facts
Miranda
glanced around frantically. The key could be anywhere on the cruise ship!
“If
only I had more time,” she mumbled.
She
ran her fingers along the seam of the door jam in the cramped closet that she
had been thrown in.
“Ah ha!” she shouted triumphantly.
She
picked up the key that had fallen with a ding. Just at that moment the ship
lurched, knocking her off her feet.
“Oh, I
hope I’m not too late!”
Her
fingers worked frantically as she inserted the key in the lock running from the
closet and up to the control room undisturbed. Sitting on the desk like an ugly
center piece was the bomb. It was odd that there was no one around on the ship.
Pushing the thought aside, she stumbled towards it just as the countdown read ‘5…4…3…’
Monica
snapped the book shut with finality.
“If
only my life could be that exciting,” she said to no one in particular.
She
stood up grabbing ‘Time Bomb,’ a New York best seller and walked out of the
deserted library.
“Why
is it that I’m the only one who ever comes here?” She thought, “But then again
I suppose other people have more important things to do than fawn over fiction.”
She
hopped on her bike at the same time that she glanced back at the receding
building.
“Their
loss,” she smirked.
Monica
was a librarian in the making; in fact, when the librarians weren’t looking she
would put some of the books away herself. She once made the mistake of telling
her best friend Zeke this.
He had
feigned surprise and muttered in fake belief, “Were you arrested?”
Since
then she had kept her library life in the dark and from prying eyes.
“I
guess a life is beyond boring if all I have to hide is my secret library
meetings from my friends,” which for the record weren’t so secret considering
they were always advertised on the bulletin board at school.
She
smiled as in her mind, she dramatically portrayed her anguish.
“I’m
so good, I could go big screen,” she chuckled while waiting for a stop light.
As
with all people, Monica was a star in her own mind. Some would argue that
spending so many years reading fiction and fairy tales would give a girl an
unhealthy imagination. Monica disagreed, most days it was her daydreaming that
was the only thing keeping her going. Oh but all of the adventures she had had
in her mind. The thing that amused her friends the most was the fact that she
was nearly sixteen and yet still had her nose stuck, in what they considered
kid’s books. They were constantly trying to get her to open her eyes and see
the real world.
“They
just don’t understand,” Monica thought, “What I read is the real world. They’re
the ones deluding themselves into believing that what they are living is the epitome
of real life. I pity them.”
She glanced
at her watch as she set her bike in front of the mall, 12:57, three minutes
early as usual. She walked past the expensive stores, latest fashions, and
hottest trends to the food court where her friends had agreed to meet.
As she approached, she spotted her friends
already at a table and ran up to them, exclaiming as she sat down, “Carol, why
the forlorn expression?”
“As
always Monica, I have no idea what you are saying,” Carol quipped.
Monica
sighed, “It’s an expression I-”
“Let me
guess,” Zeke interrupted, “You read it in a book?”
He
smiled triumphantly at Monica’s downcast eyes.
“So
tell us, what does it mean? We’re all dying to know.”
Monica
mustered enough courage to say in an airy voice, “I don’t think that you would
appreciate it, so I won’t tell you.”
Zeke
snickered as she changed the subject. She asked Carol how her soccer practices
were going.
Carol
replied cockily, “I have no doubt we’re the best in our league.”
And
Monica didn’t doubt it either. They had been undefeated for two seasons now.
Monica had tried soccer once in 6th grade, but has managed to break
a kid’s nose and score in the wrong goal in the first fifteen minutes of
practice. So she never gave it another glance. She brought her thoughts around
as she noticed that Carol was still rambling on about victory. She had to admit
that she loved her friends, but she couldn’t help but notice a huge chasm
between her and them. Was she the only one who saw it? Was she the only one who
noticed that as they grew, they drifted apart?
They
had been friends since the playground days, when the over assertive Carol had
waltzed up to Monica wearing a tutu with a bewildered Zeke on her arm.
“We
all live on the same street,” she had announced, “So we should be friends.”
Surprisingly
they had been inseparable since then, even going to the extreme of taking the
same high school classes regardless of their futures. That is, until recently.
“Perhaps
I shouldn’t have changed classes halfway through the year. Maybe that’s the
cause of the drifting I’m feeling,” she thought.
Then
she considered the opportunities she would have by taking chemistry rather than
physical science again, she put aside the silly notion. She had a life to live
after all, regardless of the classes her friends were taking.
Zeke
shook her shoulders, “Earth to Monica! Are you still here?”
She
blinked the thoughts from her eyes and turned to Zeke, “What?”
She
really should stop drifting like that.
“We
wanted to know if you wanted to come to a movie,” Carol asked.
“Oh I
can’t, being poor and all.”
Zeke
shrugged, “That’s a shame,” he didn’t sound too sincere, “Let’s go Carol so
that we’re not late.”
They
left without a backwards glance.
“Bye,”
Monica called half heartedly, but they were already too far away to hear.
“Typical,
now all I have to do is read, because my real life has deserted me. Although,
it deserted me because I read,” Monica shuddered, “Think on that.”
She
glanced around the decidedly empty food court and made to get up, when she
noticed a small flash of light outside the double doors. She focused and saw
two guys stealing her bike! She barreled past a janitor, yelling, even though
the guys were outside. She burst through the doors just in time to see the guys
riding away on her bike and another one they had probably stolen as well. Tears
welled in her eyes as she set off for home.
“Now
would be a good time to own a cell phone,” she choked out between silent sobs.
She
stumbled on until she tripped on a crack, essentially ripping her jeans, while
at the same time skinning her knees and hands.
“How
could this day get any worse,” she mumbled as she stood up examining her hands.
She
realized her mistake too late. She probably shouldn’t have said that, lest
something worse did happen. But it was already too late to take it back, for as
she turned to pick up her shoulder bag, a truck drove by, splashing muddy water
up on her.
“What
the!” she exclaimed, “It hasn’t even rained in weeks!”
This
was just beyond belief. She needed to get home fast. She glanced around and
made a mad sprint for her house, which was just a few blocks away. Over the
sounds of her ragged breathing, she heard a dog bark, or was it three? She
glanced back to realize in horror that there were at least six pit bulls
bearing down on her.
“Maybe they’re not chasing me,” she thought,
and then, “Probably not, what with my luck.”
She
nearly laughed at the absurdity of the whole thing, but she couldn’t spare any
breaths as she caught sight of her house and dashed up the lawn. She reached
for her bag to grab the key and remembered that she had forgotten it on the
sidewalk in her haste. She pulled on the door frantically, but it wouldn’t
budge. Nothing left to do but jump the fence; she nearly cried at the prospect.
The dogs were nearly to her porch as she struggled over the fence. She barely
made it before a dog tried biting off her leg.
“Success!”
she yelled.
That
was when she looked down and noticed she was standing in fresh manure. Another
one of her mom’s garden pet projects attempts.
Then she thought, almost desperately, “I just
bought these shoes!”
She
stumbled to the porch, muttering not so nice things under her breath. She
paused at the door to remove her soiled sandals.
“The
one time I buy designer shoes.”
Then
the floodgates opened and she sank to her knees, tears pouring down her face as
she laughed hysterically. She felt
ridiculous, but she couldn’t stop. Her mom meandered through the kitchen in
yoga garb and noticed Monica in surprise. Bedraggled, alone, and sitting
outside with an almost crazy glint in her eyes. She rushed over to the door
yanking it open with concern showing on her face.
“Monica,
do I want to know what happened here?”
Monica
stood up, sure now that she was dreaming and that is when she noticed her mom’s
new blonde hair.
“What
happened to your hair?” Monica asked once her jaw snapped back up.
Yes,
definitely dreaming.
Her
mom grinned slightly, “I decided to try a blonde look, I thought the brown was
a bit old.”
“This
is surreal,” Monica thought, “If I look down are my hands going to be blue?”
She
sneaked a quick glance down just to assuage her doubts.
“Ah,
thank goodness,” she exasperatedly whispered.
She
glanced at her mom, realizing that she was still looking at her like she had
just climbed from the sewers, which she had for the most part done.
She
cautiously took a step inside and said, “You would not believe the day I’ve
had.”
Her
mom smiled, “No, I’m sure I won’t.”
Jessica
paused, “What’d I tell you? This girl is just
like me.”
“I
wonder who writes those stories for the paper?” Mikey wondered.
“I’m
not sure, but it is going to be a weekly thing, so the next installment comes
out next Sunday.”
Five
miles away, Ms. Anderson turned to her 4th grade class, “So what do
you think Monica has learned?”
One of
her students raised his hand, “That when dogs chase you, you should grab your
house keys.”
Ms.
Anderson chuckled, “Definitely.”
Halfway
across town a girl stared at her laptop as she read the comments on her story.
“Who
would have thought that my English assignment would be so popular?”
And
then she started on next week’s adventure, “Maybe I’ll add a vampire this time.”
She
paused, with barely a smile on her face, “No, definitely a werewolf.”
What is reality?
Life isn’t always clear.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
The Rosetta Stone
For many years no one knew what the strange signs on the walls of Egyptian graves were or what they said. Scientists and archaeologists were baffled. In 1799, a stone was discovered with Egyptian hieroglyphic, Egyptian demotic, and Greek all with the same message written in each language. Not until 1822 was the code cracked however, and only then were we able to read this ancient text. This stone has been the key to seeing what the hieroglyphics mean and it is thanks to Jean-Francois Champollion’s determination. Since then, there have been great leaps in understanding this early civilization.
From about 2600 B.C. to 500 A.D, the Egyptian hieroglyphic language was used. It is one of the oldest known languages of the world. Comprised of pictographs it uses them to convey figurative, symbolic, and phonetic sounds. Quite complex, the language can have a picture of a crocodile literally meaning crocodile, while it can also stand for the sound “msh.” The direction that the script was written varied, sometimes it was written from left to right, others right to left and sometimes it was even written running from top to bottom, but you can always tell the direction it is written because all of the animals and people face the starting point of the line. The Egyptians believed that writing was invented by their god Thoth and they called their writing “god’s words.” For the most part, the hieroglyphic language was used for formal writing and tomb inscriptions. Some were fully colored, while others were merely outlines. For everyday writing, the Egyptians used the hieratic script. Hieratic is much more simplified and mostly written for everyday transactions and such. Hieroglyphs are equivalent to cursive script and hieratic writing is equivalent to standard print script. From what we know, both were created at about the same time. The hieroglyphic writing looks very elaborate and stunning and we can truly appreciate the complexity of this civilization when looking at it.
The Rosetta stone was carved in 196 B.C. and is a text written by the priests commemorating all of the great things that the Pharaoh had done. It was subsequently lost until the Rosetta stone was revealed in 1799 A.D. by a French soldier named Pierre-Francois Bouchard. As soldiers were strengthening the defenses of Fort Julien, a few miles to the north Lieutenant Pierre-Francois Bouchard who was in charge of the remodel, was informed of a slab with inscriptions on one side found by the soldiers. Finding it significant, the discovery was announced to Napoleon’s newly founded scientific association in Cairo. It was the first bilingual text recovered in modern times and aroused a ton of publicity and curiosity. It was deemed so significant that Napoleon himself examined it. Many copies were made of the text and sent to numerous scholars throughout Europe to see if they could decipher it, but they only succeeded in decoding the Greek portion. When the British troops defeated the French in Egypt, the Rosetta stone was confiscated and sent to the British Museum in 1802, where it has been since. There is still some speculation as to the true owners of the Stone and whether it should be returned to Egypt.
For 23 years the Stone’s hieroglyphic carvings remained a mystery. One of the first men to try to translate the Stone was Antoine Isaac Silvestre De Sacy of France; unfortunately he made no major accomplishments in the demotic characters. Again a British physicist and medical doctor, Thomas Young took a whack at it and advanced the idea that the hieroglyphs were not only pictures, but sounds too. He recognized a few names, but other than that the stone remained a mystery still. It wasn’t until the French scholar Jean-Francois Champollion, saw the Rosetta stone and set his mind to it, that the Stone’s secrets were finally unveiled. He discovered that there were three forms of Egyptian writing, hieroglyphic, hieratic, and demotic. After he revealed this, he also built off of Young’s idea that hieroglyphs had sounds as well as picture meanings. Using the Greek, he translated the hieroglyphs leaving only 14 incomplete lines. This incredible accomplishment has opened the doorway to Egypt.
Once the Rosetta stone was found, the world knew that it was something extremely important. In spite of this, it took many years to realize what it actually said. If Champollion had never spent the time and effort to translate the Rosetta stone, we might to this very day still be baffled by one of the greatest ancient civilizations. Thankfully, he persevered and we now know how to read hieroglyphs. This attractive language is very complex and was not easy to read and so we are even more amazed at the work of Champollion. The Rosetta stone truly was the key to an entirely new world.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
The Rise of Civilizations
When we think about great civilizations, we think of Egypt, Persia, and Rome. But how did these great nations and people groups start? Believe it or not, according to Biblical history, they all came from one man and that man was Noah. After the flood, his descendants scattered and multiplied. From these people, we get all of the great ancient empires. Many of these communities created great cities and amazing machinery for their time. We will look at the peoples of early Mesopotamia, India and China and see what they gave to the world through their technology and advancements. Along with this we will look at how their religion impacted their societies. The main focus will be on the rise of these civilizations, primarily during the years between 3000 and 2000 B.C.
In Mesopotamia, there were several civilizations that became outstanding. Some of which are the Babylonians, the Assyrians, and the Sumerians. They each produced great cities and structures, some more advanced than anywhere else. Their cultures were sophisticated and highly developed. One civilization was more advanced at the time. The Sumerians invented many important things, including the wheel. In Sumer there was a city called Ur, the same Ur that Abraham fled. This was a city of great wealth and prosperity. There is evidence that even the early people of Ur were trading with other cities over long distances. We can see this through the precious stones and other valuables not indigenous to the area that have been found in royal tombs. At the time, Ur was the most important port city on the Persian Gulf. Most of the world’s wealth would have had to go through Ur, making it vital to the world’s economy. This civilization also had a form of cuneiform writing, which can be read today. Along with these accomplishments, they also were expert architects. We can see this through the great ziggurat built around 2050 B.C. They were building great temples even before the Egyptians were building their pyramids. Their houses were also two stories and had 13 to 14 rooms in most cases. This was obviously a city that knew what it was doing. So why did Abraham have to leave? Even though this was one of the most important cities in the world at the time, it was also a very pagan city, definitely not the place for a righteous man to be. Those in Ur worshipped the moon god Nammu and thus did not have a relationship with the Biblical God. In this religion, they had priests to man the temples and many festivals and rituals. As in many religions, they sacrificed animals to their gods. Ur is by far an amazing city, well before its time, but we must always remember that it was also a pagan and sinful city. No matter the physical achievements of the city, it still died out in the end.
Around 3000 B.C. the Indus valley saw a huge influx of population. It was soon covered with settlements along the Indus River. It wasn’t until 2600 B.C. that we start to see any great cities emerge, but those that did emerge were magnificent. The cities that they built were well organized and made of solid building materials such as brick and stone. These people were not just simple farmers. They had one of the most advanced drainage, water, and well systems in the ancient world. Always mindful of sanitation, they had specific rooms for bathing, much like a modern bathroom. They were so well off that they actually made toys for their children and game pieces, which means that they had time for fun and games. What helped their economy along was the development of weights and trade, making it easier to acquire special goods. They created a type of writing that was used for several hundred years; unfortunately, we cannot read it in this day and age. Around each city was a massive wall protecting the inhabitants not only from floods, but also from any military threats. We do not know much about their religion, but it was most likely the foundation for Hinduism. Both religions worship a mother goddess, they both regard cows as sacred, and they both bathe in the River for religious purposes and consider all rivers holy. As in all ancient civilizations, this one eventually died out and gave rise to other civilizations, but it is apparent how influential this civilization still is if you visit a nearby village and observe how similar their houses are to their ancient ancestors.
Unlike the two previous civilizations, the Yellow River area didn’t see any real development until around 1600 B.C. This can be attributed to the fact that the China region is so much farther away than the other areas from where Noah left the Ark, which is believed to be somewhere in the middle east. Before the Shang Dynasty, which started in 1600 B.C., some people speculate that there was the Xia Dynasty from 2100-1600 B.C., but nothing significant happened that we know of yet other than some pottery and basic bronze work. It wasn’t until the Shang Dynasty that we see advanced bronze casting methods and the development of an advanced language. The cities that were built were walled and advanced. This is the first Dynasty that left behind written records and solid archaeological evidence. They were the original Dynasty to develop a stratified government in China and it seems that their officials were quite wealthy. Their religion was hugely based on rituals, primarily burial, much like the Egyptians. Since they worshipped their ancestors, they were conscious of the proper way to do it. They believed that if they didn’t properly worship their ancestors, their kingdom would experience countless disasters. The King frequently communicated with his ancestors using oracle bones. Besides worshipping their ancestors, they also worshipped the god Shang Di who was the supreme god that ruled over all of the lesser gods. Sacrifices were major in their religion, not only animal, but also human sacrifices. Most human sacrifices were performed at Royal burials. This region based most of their lives around their religion, but when they weren’t focused on sacrifices, they created advanced societies and cities. This was the beginning of the great Chinese culture.
From one man came all of the great nations of the world. This man was Noah, the only righteous man left in a world that was racked with sin. Unlike common belief, we in fact did not evolve; we are descended from a bright man, who gave rise to the great ancient civilizations. This explains why scientists are so baffled by the brilliance of these cultures that seem as though they popped up from nowhere. Some of the first and biggest nations were the people of early Mesopotamia, India, and China. They gave many advancements in technology and society. Most of the early civilizations rose from 3000-2000 B.C. Mostly ruled by their religions, sometimes they forgot what truly mattered, but we should still thank them for their discoveries and contributions to the modern world.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Generation Joshua
I am a part of this great organization called Generation Joshua. They are about getting teens educated about our government and how we can change it. They are completely Christian based and have quite a following. I am in a program through them called The Ben Rush Program that gives out scholarships. I need to do some volunteer work and other things, such as writing a letter to the editor of the newspaper, but I also need to get at least 1 other person signed up with Generation Joshua. I would greatly appreciate it if one of you could sign up, you just have to be 14-19 years old and still in High School. When you sign up, just say that I, Rachel Joseph was the one to tell you about it. If you have any questions please email me at racheljoseph1233@yahoo.com. You can also find out more at http://generationjoshua.com
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Celebrating Art Contest
This contest is very easy to enter and its free to enter. I just entered yesterday and thought I could spread the word.
If you want to learn more just go to http://www.celebratingart.com
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