Author Meghan M. Gorecki: Me & my book May, 2014Read on as the author continues here on her blog...
How on earth have two years come and gone in the blink of an eye? Sappy nostalgia ahead. Be forewarned. Two...
So excited about this new author to me and her reference to this Psalm, I put on my Facebook news page this morning:
"We went through fire and water, but You brought us to a place of abundance."I saw this notice earlier today: http://justcommonly.blogspot.com/2016/05/book-spotlight-gods-will-by-meghan.html and I want to alert you to it too!
The author refers to this devotion ~ "In the center of the circle of the Will of God I stand..."
Lovingly quoted from Streams in the Desert, August 14
In the center of the circleOf the Will of God I stand:There can come no second causes,All must come from His dear hand.All is well! for tis' my FatherWho my life hath planned.
Shall I pass through waves of sorrow?Then I know it will be best;Though I cannot tell the reason,I can trust, and so am blest.God is Love and God is faithful,So in perfect Peace I rest.
With the shade and with the sunshine,With the joy and with the pain,Lord, I trust Thee! both are needed,Each Thy wayward child to train,Earthly loss, did we but know it,Often means our heavenly gain.––I. G. W.
I love the back stories that create a new reference. I look forward to reading Meghan M. Gorecki's God's Will. On sale limited time only paperback $9.99 http://bit.ly/1W8YCcY
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|Meghan M. Gorecki, Author|
This is my debut novel––a labor of love for seven long years. Find it on Amazon in paperback and for Kindle.
Kathy Andrews is good at goodbyes. Her mother is sent to a sanatorium, her sister, left behind in Chicago, and her father, forced to roam looking for work. So she holds close to the only one she has left, her brother Danny. When the two go to live with the Marshalls in the sleepy town of Brighton, she doesn't let anyone past hello.Elliott Russell frowns at his aunt and uncle's generosity--even though he and his sister are on the receiving end. He frowns, too, at the uppity city girl with a chip on her shoulder whom he can't get out of his head. When a tragedy rips apart what tenuous existence they manage to forge, will they find the sweetest place to be is in God's will--or will they turn their backs on faith that fails to protect against pain?