Rebekah Morris and Faith Blum have teamed up for a fun Christmas Duet Blog Tour!
Because both books have titles that have to do with a Christmas song! Be sure to check
out all of the blog posts as well as the giveaway.
His Law is Love
Will hate and fear drown the song of Christmas love?
Amelia is eagerly anticipating her first Christmas in the west, but she soon finds that her brother-in-law’s worry and her sister’s exhaustion reach far deeper than the cares of a ranch and a family. A rash of fires and cattle thefts is plaguing the area, and the three young orphans they’ve sheltered are under suspicion from their prejudiced neighbors. As hostilities m
ount, Amelia seizes every opportunity to help and encourage, but how much can one girl
do? Will Reverend Brown win the community over to the true spirit of love? And will help arrive before everything they hold dear is destroyed?
Rebekah A. Morris ia a homeschool graduate, an enthusiastic freelance author and a passionate writing teacher. Her books include, among others, Home Fires of the Great War, The Unexpected Request, Gift from the Storm, the Christmas Collectionseries, and her best selling Triple Creek Ranch series. Some of her favorite pastimes, when she isn’t writing, include reading, playing with her seven nieces and nephews, and coming up with dramatic and original things to do. (Sometimes with the nieces and nephews!) The Show-Me state is where she calls home.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Ware,” Matt said, bowing slightly. “I hope we will
be seeing more of you. There aren’t many young ladies around here and very few as lovely as you are.”
Amelia felt her cheeks grow hot but hoped it wouldn’t be noticed. “I don’t know if I’ll be in town much, I’m afraid,” she replied, glancing down the street.
“That’s a pity,” Nick said. “Where
does your sister live?”
“At the Macy ranch.” A sudden silence filled the street. Had she said something wrong or strange?
“Have you been to the ranch yet?” Matt asked at last.
“No, I’ve only just arrived.”
The young men seemed visibly relieved. “Then perhaps you can talk some sense into your brother-in-law and sister.”
Amelia raised her eyebrows. Sense? What were these men talking about? “They’ve taken in some half-breeds, but everyone knows they can’t keep them.”
“The whole town is against it. All Indians do is cause trouble, and there’s been talk,” Matt took a step closer and lowered his voice, “that the half-breeds have connections with some other Indians who are burning barns and stealing cattle.”
“Indians can’t be trusted, Miss Ware,” Nick put in. “It’s sad to say it, but it’s the truth.”
#2: Her attention was arrested by the minister’s deep baritone voice. “Christmas is only a little more than two weeks away, and at this time of year I am reminded of the words of my favorite Christmas song.” He stepped to the side of the pulpit and began to recite the words, but before he had reached the third line, the melody rolled from him and filled the church.
“Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the wear
y soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;”
A thrill–was it of hope?–raced through Amelia, and she caught her breath as the voice seemed to shake the rafters of the church as the minister launched into the refrain.
Not a sound was to be heard when the minister, having finished the first stanza and chorus resumed his place and looked around on his congregation.
“Have you fallen on your knees before the King lately? Have you realized that your
soul is not the only soul to have worth? Is not the soul of your neighbor worth as much as your own? Did not our Savior come to save his soul too? As this holy night, this night divine, approaches, let us remember why Christ came.”
“I like him,” Phoebe remarked suddenly after they had left the town behind them. “I wish I could marry him.” Amelia, who had been confident of who her niece was talking about, turned a puzzled look at Phoebe.
“Reverend Brown. I like him. He’s not like the other men. But I can’t marry him.”
Hiding a smile, Amelia, glad to have something to distract her thoughts from the trouble, asked, “Why can’t you marry him?”
“‘Cause Mrs. Findley said girls shouldn’t marry men who are a great deal older then them. It was bad for . . . for . . . well, it was bad for something.”
“I see, but I think you should talk about those things with your mama, not Mrs. Findley.”
“Oh, I didn’t.
Mrs. Findley was the one talking,” the little girl explained quickly. “But Aunt Amelia, why
hasn’t Reverend Brown caught up with us yet?
After a glance behind them at the empty road, Amelia shook her head. “I don’t know. Perhaps he was delayed. There could be any number of reasons for a minister to be delayed. Now, what shapes are we going to cut these cookies in?”
Doesn’t this book sound awesome? I sure think it is!
Guest Review of His Law Is Love by Rosalyn!
Like any of the books I’ve ready by Rebekah Morris, I loved this one! It’s a simple, novelette read – perfect for those days when you don’t want to read a super long book!
I loved the characters! They were fun, humorous, and sweet – well, not all of them that is. Like Angie Thompson said in her review for this book, I also need more of Amelia and Reverend Brown. *cheeky grin*
The story line was great and I love that the message of God’s love and His birth was incorporated. There was a small Christmasy feel as I read, which i loved too. Although Christmas isn’t the main subject in this book, I think it would be a lovely read for this coming holiday! 🙂
Rebekah did well in showing some of the folks’ hate toward the three Indian children. That’s where the message of love comes in. We are all the same to God – no matter our race – and we should love all. (I can’t imagine not liking those three, though! They sound adorable!)
I really enjoyed this story and I look forward to reading more of Rebekah’s books. They’re fun and full of great truths!
O Come All Ye Faithful
Edwin wanted to be home, but instead he crouched in a trench. The English on one side of No Man’s Land and Germans on the other. What a way to spend Christmas. Could anything make it better?
Peace on Earth
Emmie and Elana are estranged sisters, torn apart by an old boyfriend five years earlier. Will they survive a night in the same hotel room after a blizzard forces them together or will peace on earth go out the window?
Christmas decorating had never gone this wrong. Jenna had just started when a crazy, gun-
waving woman, walks right in the front door and ties her up in her own Christmas lights. Will Jenna even see her family this Christmas?
The Gift Goes On
Four friends and a year to reflect on. The year had been good for Carlotta, but Priscilla, Remus, and Newton all had at least one trial through the year. A mysterious giver the previous year had helped them all out, though. What would this year’s gifts bring?
O Christmas Tree
Gareth loves Christmas. But more than that, he loves Christmas tree hunting. As the family prepares for their annual trip, Gareth can barely contain his excitement. But what are all the spray bottles for?
Faith Blum is a small-town Wisconsin girl. She’s lived in, or outside of, small towns her whole life. The thought of living in a city with more than 60,000 people in it scares her, especially after some interesting adventures driving through big cities like Minneapolis and St. Paul, Minnesota. Faith currently resides in the middle of the state of Wisconsin with her husband and their cat, Smokey. She is blessed to be able to have writing as her full-time career with household work and cooking to do on the side. She loves to paint walls as long as she doesn’t have to do hallways or ceilings.
When not writing, you can find her cooking food from scratch due to food allergies (fun), doing dishes (meh), knitting, crocheting, sewing, reading, or spending time with her husband (yay!). She is also a Community Assistant for the Young Writers Workshop and loves her work there. She loves to hear from her readers, so feel free to contact her on her website.
Edwin blinked against the dim light of the dawn. What had awakened him this time? A dull boom in the distance startled him. Distant or not, that boom was much too close for comfort. Who had fired their artillery and where? It was far enough away to not be a danger to him or his men, but if it was the Germans, that meant another company was getting artillery shells lobbed at them. Not for the first time, Edwin wished he lived back during the days of King Arthur. Boulders catapulting toward him would be preferable to the devastation from a shell. He had always imagined boulders would be easier to see and move away from. If he couldn’t, then being crushed had to be better than shrapnel. He shuddered as memories of the army hospital tents came back.
The captain shouted orders to them and Edwin bit back a groan. Another day, another fight, another depressing… Wait, it was Christmas Eve. Not that it mattered, but being gloomy on this holiday was not something his sister would approve of. A smile flitted across his grim face. It didn’t stick, but that tiny seed of hope lifted his spirits just a little.
As she approached the South Dakota border, black clouds billowed up out of nowhere. A shot of fear ran up and down her spine. It couldn’t be that bad, could it? Black clouds could mean anything. Emmie turned her CD off and radio on. She searched until she came across an emergency weather bulletin.
“A blizzard warning has been issued for this area; please seek shelter immediately. Repeat, a blizzard warning has been issued for the following counties: Butte, Custer, Fall River, Harding, Lawrence, Oglala Lakota, Pennington, and Perkins. Please seek shelter immediately.”
Emmie tuned out the weather forecaster. Blizzard? Just her luck. Was she even in one of those counties? She couldn’t take the chance. But what about her reservation in Rapid City, South Dakota? It didn’t matter. What did matter was her safety. She pulled off the interstate at the next exit and drove into the small town. The snow had started to fall heavily and she slowed down, trying to see if there were any hotels or motels. She found one and breathed in relief. As she entered the hotel, a light caught the edge of her vision. “No Vacancy,” the sign read. Great. Just great. Maybe she could still find a way to stay there. Or at least they would know where another hotel would be.
The hotel clerk looked at her with weary eyes. “Sorry, miss, we’re full up.”
“I saw that, but I’ve never been to town. I wonder if you could direct me to another place or even call ahead for me.”
The clerk leaned his elbows on the counter. “I wish I could, but the phone lines are down already.
Keep driving and you’ll find something.”
The Christmas lights corded tightly around Jenna’s ankles and wrists. The crazy woman had even plugged them in, giving her body an absurd prettiness considering the situation.
The gun-waving woman gave a slow, self-satisfied smile. “Oh, I must have been good this year. Santa has given me a lovely gift. Many of them, actually.”
Jenna closed her eyes. “Santa isn’t real.”
The woman glared at Jenna. “Of course he is. He’s always brought me either presents or coal. Every year, even when I have no one else around in the house. I was told by all the kids about those fairy tales of Santa not being real, but how does that explain how I always got a present even when neither of my parents had been in the house with me for weeks? Or as I got older and moved away and had no one living with me, I always ended up with presents under my tree.
“Why are you decorating so late in the season, anyway?”
Jenna’s eyes flew open at the question that came directly into her ear. “I… I recently moved out of my parents’ house and didn’t want to get anything unnecessary like decorations. I also thought Christmas would be at their house, but they decided to come here, so now I need to decorate.”
“When are they arriving?”
Was it a sin to lie under duress?
This book is also aweseome! So, you should also check it out!
My Review of O Come All Ye Faihful
Genre: Several, historical, Christian, contemporary, and Christmas fiction!
My Rating: 5 Stars.
My Recommendation: Anyone and even the whole family! They are wonderful short stories.
My Favorite Character/s: I enjoyed each of the stories and I didn’t really have a favorite character since the short stories were so, uh, short.
My Verse for this collection is Luke 2:11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
My Thoughts: Each of these stories were sweet, some funny, and even some sad. All of them were wonderful though!
Just like Rebekah and Faith teamed up for this tour, they have also te
amed up on the giveaway!
Grand Prize: Paperback of each (US only)
1st Prize: eBook of each (International and US)
2nd Prize: eBook of choice (International and US)
Click here to enter he GIVEAWAY!
Salsa And Tea
– Author Interviews. (This is me guest posting on my Mom’s blog!)