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Faith for the Journey with Susan Baganz (including Giveaway)
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fear
Bugs or Walls
by Susan Baganz
think of fear as this humungous monster ready to devour me. In reality it’s
more like an annoying gnat or fruit fly. Flits around in an erratic patter to
distract and annoy, but impossible to catch and kill.
ourselves in fighting little things and making them bigger than they really
expert at this. I call it proactive worrying. I have to remind myself that God’s
already in the future. He’s there and I can trust Him. I have a lifetime of examples
of His faithfulness and leading me through things that I definitely could never
have done on my own.
bigger than my fear. My word for 2016 is “Fearless.” The scripture I paired
with it is the: “Say to those with an anxious heart, take courage, fear not.”
(Isaiah 35:4 NASB). I don’t think I’m alone in this.
fear? I’m afraid no one will ever really
that’s why I write love stories. There is something beautiful about God with
skin on, especially in a relationship between a man and a woman. I’ve witnessed
real life examples of this.
outside of marriage: I’ve been hugged by God. I’ve seen Him at work. He and I
have a history of watching His faithfulness to me for over thirty years. He
really loves me, but there are days when that doesn’t feel like it’s enough.
Ouch. Did she just say God wasn’t
I said I couldn’t ‘feel’ it. Because
fear is an emotion but also a physical manifestation of something going on
inside. Think of it this way. If I’m freezing cold but there is a brick wall
between me and a warm fire, even though I know it’s there … I’m still going to
isn’t an annoying fly—it can be a wall keeping me from the love and warmth God
desires for me. I can attempt to kill the fly or bang my head against a wall.
Either way it can drive me mad. Sometimes it takes another human being to help
us find the door through that wall, or help us put a threat into perspective so
we can experience the warmth of His love.
to those who do that for me. Who are Jesus with skin on. Who I can call and cry
with. Who will drop everything to meet for lunch or talk on the phone. And
be an annoying bug or a big wall. Sometimes we let it go and other times we
need help to get through it. The challenge then is knowing when and who to ask.
Thankfully God’s always available and over the years He’s provided many others
doesn’t have to keep us from following Him when we can acknowledge its presence
and that we have a power within us that is bigger.
pressing forward in spite of the fear to taste the faithfulness of God.
And if you
need a laugh – watch this commercial featuring Aaron Rodgers. I am after all
from Wisconsin, home of the Packers.
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ABOUT FETA & FREEWAYS:
He’d never noticed
Nikolos Acton is the
lead singer of a Christian Band, Specific Gravity, struggling to make it in the
industry after an unplanned break, touring the country with their manager, Tia.
Tia Bartel loved Niko
for the longest time, but it wasn’t until she stepped in to save his life that
he finally realizes what has been there all along. Is it too late for him?
Could a relationship between them work after years of ignoring her? How would
he ever convince her he’s worthy of her trust?
As they journey on the
freeway of life and love, they encounter struggles as they are forced to rely
on their faith, and friends, to make it through.
ABOUT SUSAN BAGANZ:
M. Baganz chases after three Hobbits, and is a native of Wisconsin. She is an
Acquisitions Editor with Prism Book Group, specializing in bringing great
romance novels and novellas to publication. Susan writes adventurous historical
and contemporary romances with a biblical world-view.
speaks, teaches, and encourages others to follow God in being all He has
created them to be. With her seminary degree in counseling psychology, a
background in the field of mental health, and years serving in church ministry,
she understands the complexities and pain of life as well as its craziness. She
serves behind-the-scenes in various capacities at her church and is a member of
American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), and serves on the board of the
southeast chapter. Her favorite pastimes are lazy…snuggling with her dog while
reading a good book, or sitting with a friend chatting over a cup of spiced
Falling Rock: A Short Story Once upon a time, in a small Indian
village, a brave warrior called Falling Rock fell in love with the chief’s daughter. She returned
his love and they went before the chief to ask for permission to wed. “You
say you love my daughter. Is this true?” The old chief looked to his youngest
daughter, the most beautiful of his children. “Yes,
Father. He loves me and I love him. Please let us marry.” Her small hands
grasped his gnarly ones and he narrowed his beady eyes at the warrior. “What
do you have to offer for this union, young warrior?” He
watched as the bravery seemed to seep out of the man at his question. “I
have nothing, my chief. I do not own any animals or fancy cloth. I can offer my
service and my loyal protection.” His black eyes met the daughter’s. “To you
and yours for the rest of my days.” “I
have that already, my man. I wish you to complete me a task. If you are
successful, you will have permission to marry my daughter. Do you agree?” The
stage… Raving Lunacy I search
every hidden realm in the computer for my lost words.I dig into the recycle bin, the hard drives,
the documents and picture files looking for the elusive data.No bits or bytes are to be found.Strands of hair fall by my chair and unkind
words caress the ceiling.My husband
listens to the moans and groans for a little while then asks the one question
I do not want to hear.
"Did you save
DID I SAVE THEM?Of course, I saved them!I always
save them!What kind of an airheaded
writer does NOT save their work?Do I
look like an airheaded writer?NO!Of course not, that is because I SAVE MY
WORK!(I did say raving lu…