PRAYER FOR A HAPPY DEATH
by Corazon C. Aquino (Mother of Philippine Democracy)
Almighty God, most merciful Father
You alone know the time
You alone know the hour
You alone know the moment
When I shall breathe my last.
So, remind me each day,
most loving Father
To be the best that I can be.
To be humble, to be kind,
To be patient, to be true.
To embrace what is good,
To reject what is evil,
To adore only You.
When the final moment does come
Let not my loved ones grieve for long.
Let them comfort each other
And let them know how much happiness
They brought into my life.
Let them pray for me,
As I will continue to pray for them,
Hoping that they will always pray for each other.
Let them know that they made possible
Whatever good I offered to our world.
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A New Novel by Christiph Fischer
I just finished The Gamblers by Christoph Fischer and it is my pleasure to feature him and his book on my humble blog.
Christoph has a penchant for understanding the actions, desires, foibles, and motivations of people. That can be discerned by some of his previous books like The Healer and In Search of a Revolution and The Luck of the Weissensteiners and other titles listed below. This new launch of The Gamblers carries forth his strong desire to know the inner cravings of his fellow human beings.
Imagine yourself a handsome geeky accountant and introvert, your DNA dictating a mind absorbed with numbers, calculations, statistics, and probabilities. Now, imagine a sudden 64,000,000 lottery windfall of British currency coming into your life. Your psyche will not allow you the wild excitement of a grand spending spree, your calm and careful considerations lead…
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Arthur and the Bullies
It is true that some have sensitivities that make them both a target for people who would bully them and for those who would feel kindness and an urge to protect them in an unfair situation. This story exemplifies this thought.
Arthur Chadwick carried a lot of emotional baggage at the age of ten. He was born in poverty, knew well the anger and battles of dysfunctional parents, the seeming endless cycle of mobility, moving from one location to another, divorce, and state run institutions.
The battle scenes when his parents were together became the most hypnotically paralyzing and terrifying moments he would put in that baggage of emotions…his father using his fists against his mother, the blood splattering, the bruises she carried, and her inability to get out of bed for work because of the pain inflicted.
Arthur could not adequately describe those terrible…
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Stranger Abduction is in the oven – over half-cooked – but I wanted to write a bit about the book and present the prologue…you can let me know if you like or don’t like what I’m sharing with you. Just be gentle and remember, I’m your elder. 🙂
This is the second time I’ve written this book…let me explain. In the 1980’s, on an 80-acre non-working ‘Lazy Rabbit Ranch’ in southeast Arizona near the ‘town too tough to die’, Tombstone, I began writing on a Starwriter 60 word processor my ‘Bailey Crane Mystery Series’. There were to be seven books in the series, with five inspired by trues events. At the ranch I completed three of the ‘BC Series’ (except for final editing), neatly put the manuscripts pages in boxes, and moved to Mexico’s Sea of Cortez. Stranger Abduction was Book 2 in the series. In my lovely Sea of…
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