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Today’s Word of Promise

markEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I listened to Mark 5 through Mark 13.

The part that stood out to me today came from Mark 5:25-34:

Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years, and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment. For she said, “If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well.”

Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of the affliction. And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched My clothes?”

But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”

And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.

Crowds were thronging around Jesus – likely pressing against him, pushing him, touching him.

Throng is defined as: a multitude of people crowded or assembled together; crowd.

A single woman among the throng touched his garment, and he felt it.

What made her touch so different from all of the others around Him? What made Him feel her touch more than someone who might have pushed against Him in the crowd?

He said it to her, “Your faith has made you well.”

How much more faith did she possess than the multitude around Him, desperate for Him to heal them? So much more that when she touched His garment, He felt the power go out of Him.

Christ has said in Matthew 17:20, “for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.”

Is my faith strong enough that Christ would feel me touch His robe among the multitude? Would that single touch, fought for against the throng, heal me? I pray that my faith is that steadfast. I pray that God will be pleased with my faith.

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today..

Hallee


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Not Forsaken

scrollIn Christ’s time, there were no Bibles. The Word of God was on scrolls, but the scrolls were precious and rare. People received the word of God, spoken by someone reading the scrolls, and they spent their adolescence memorizing the Scriptures.

There also were not chapters and verses within the Scriptures.  Stephen Langton, Archbishop of Canterbury, added the chapters and verses to the Bible in the early 13th century – nearly 1300 years after Christ’s death and resurrection.

If I said, “John 3:16,” most of you would know exactly to what I was referring. I wouldn’t have to say, “For God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life.” I simply have to quote chapter and verse and you know it.

In Christ’s time, due to the memorization of the scriptures and the absence of numeric designation of chapter and verses, when someone was referring to a passage, they simply said the first sentence of said passage. That referred to the whole thing.

christ_on_crossWhen Christ was on the cross, he said these words, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” (Matthew 27:46).

I don’t believe that Christ was saying that God forsook Him while He hung on that cross. I don’t believe that God turned His back on Christ at that moment. *I* believe that Jesus was referring to Psalm 22 and the prophesy made by David so many generations before. The first line of Psalm 22 is, “My God, my God, why has thou forsaken me?” And in the tradition of that time, Christ would have been directing people to that prediction found within that Psalm:

14 I am poured out like water,
And all My bones are out of joint;
My heart is like wax;
It has melted within Me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd,
And My tongue clings to My jaws;
You have brought Me to the dust of death.

16 For dogs have surrounded Me;
The congregation of the wicked has enclosed Me.
They pierced My hands and My feet;
17 I can count all My bones.
They look and stare at Me.
18 They divide My garments among them,
And for My clothing they cast lots.

In fact, I believe that Psalm 22 specifically says that God did NOT turn his face from Christ:

24 …Nor has He hidden His face from Him;
But when He cried to Him, He heard.

So there are many interpretations that say that God cannot look at sin; therefore, He turned away from Christ in the darkest hour of His need. However, I believe that such interpretations are eisegetical, which means “not related to the text,” or, man’s biased interpretation based on Habakkuk 1:13:

You are of purer eyes than to behold evil,
And cannot look on wickedness.
Why do You look on those who deal treacherously,
And hold Your tongue when the wicked devours
A person more righteous than he?

Resurrected Jesus ChristBefore translation, that verse in the original text does not mean that God cannot look upon wickedness, it means He cannot look upon it with approval.

I believe that this is an exegetical interpretation, which is to mean derived directly from the text: All throughout Christ’s ministry, the prophecies of His life and ministries were fulfilled. From the cross, He used precious energy and breath to utter a single sentence to direct those who would hear and tell the story of the prophecy of Messiah’s death — and  remind them of the triumph. He was reminding those there that He would triumph over death as He told His disciples He would when he said in Mark 9:31:

“The Son of Man is being betrayed into the hands of men, and they will kill Him. And after He is killed, He will rise the third day.”

Psalm 22 ends with God’s triumph.

Why does it matter? Because I think that it’s wrong to think that God cannot look upon sin. God is omniscient and omnipresent. He sees everything and knows everything. We might grieve Him, but His back is never turned.

He never turned His back on His Son, and He’ll never turn His back on you.

I hope you have a blessed day celebrating Christ’s resurrection from the dead.

Hallee


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Please Help A Melody for James Final in the Prestigious RONE Awards!

2013_RONE_Nominee_200A Melody for James, Book 1 in the Song of Suspense Series, is up for InD’Tale Magazine’s prestigious RONE Award in the Inspirational Category.

Phase II of the awards is a public vote.

Please go to this link and cast your vote for A Melody for James. You do have to log in to vote, but it’s free.

Thank you so much for your support.

About A Melody for James:

A Melody for James: Part 1 in the Song of Suspense series

A Melody for James: Part 1 in the Song of Suspense series

A Melody for James is the first book in a set of Christian contemporary romantic suspenseful thrillers from best selling inspirational novelist, Hallee Bridgeman. The exciting new SONG OF SUSPENSE series premiers everywhere fine books are sold June 15, 2013 with book 1, A Melody for James.

Recognition:

Clash of The TitlesA Melody for James was voted the Clash of the Titles WINNER in July 2013.

Book Of The Month FictionA Melody for James was voted The Book Club Network‘s August 2013 Fiction Book of the Month.

Book Of The Year FictionA Melody for James was the first runner up for the 2013 Fiction Book of the Year as announced in the February 2014 edition of Book Fun Magazine.

Read the Book:

A Melody for James can be purchased in e-book format at the following places:

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ISBN-13: 978-1-939603-08-1
ISBN-10: 1-939603-08-0

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The Back Cover:

Strangers meet during an unexpected layover. Hours later, their hearts sing a harmonious duet.

Melody Mason finds James Montgomery sincere, honest, and keenly intelligent with a tenderness that contradicts his broad stature. Melody lifts James from the depths of all- consuming grief for the first time since his wife’s murder. Uncannily, they learn that they share much in common. They begin to wonder whether God brought them together.

Though determined to unite, sinister events take an ominous turn. The couple won’t even see each other for four long years.

Melody rises to stardom as America’s newest Country Music sensation while James brings a billion dollar technological breakthrough within reach.

The two finally reunite and find the connection between them has only grown stronger in tempo, joining them like notes in a symphony. But once more, a terrifying hidden truth secretly sneers at their hopes for happiness. After so long apart, the couple must work in close concert.

They have to put all their faith in God as they solve the deadly mystery that ties their lives inexplicably together time and again.

Excerpt from the Book:

Chapter 1
ANGELA MONTGOMERY nearly missed it. She had lost herself in memories of her recent birthday celebration marking the passing of her 30th year on earth. Her husband, James, her junior by 2 short years, had gone all out. Being “much” younger, he had decorated the entire house with black balloons and held a surprise “wake” for the passing of her late youth. Daydreaming and lost in feelings of love and adoration for her beloved groom, Angela nearly failed to recognize the moment when it happened.

When her consciousness shifted from her reverie back to the present, for several breaths she simply stared at the smart board in front of her and ran through the calculations again. Then she tried to ignore the little shivers of nervous excitement that danced up her spine.

“Heeyyyyy …” Donald Andrews clicked a few keys on the laptop in front of him, magnifying the image on the smart board screen so that it covered the entire wall. “Did we just …”

Angela rose, her legs feeling uncharacteristically stiff, and walked forward while staring at the screen. “You know what, I’m cautiously going to say yes. Yes, we did.”

Alvin Berry let out a loud, “Whoop!” He removed the ever present knit cap from the top of his head and tossed it into the air. The group collectively looked at each other and grinned. Years of work, and the breakthrough sat right there on that smart board, staring back at them.

“We should celebrate,” Lorie Frazier announced. She pulled her glasses from her nose and casually tossed them onto the stack of papers in front of her. “We need to celebrate, then we need to call a press conference. But only after we get to the patent office.”

Angela looked back at the screen. “We have to be sure.”

“We’re sure,” Alvin said. “Look at that beauty. It is so simple yet so elegant.”

“Call James,” Lorie said. “Tell him to make us a reservation in the most ridiculously expensive restaurant Atlanta has to offer. Tell him we’re going to celebrate.”

Despite her naturally conservative nature, Angela started to let the feeling of giddy excitement take over. She laughed and hugged Don as she pulled her cell phone from her pocket.

Her husband would probably jump up and down or do a little dance of celebration. She felt like she might just as easily be making a call to announce that she was expecting their first child instead of the conclusion of this long project.

For five years, she and this amazing team of engineers had worked to perfect this revolutionary data storage solution. For five years, usually working six days a week, usually not less than twelve hours a day, they’d toiled in this basement lab in her inherited home. While she’d hoped and prayed for all that time, now that the reality of what they’d accomplished actually shone back at her from that beautiful smart screen, she realized she hadn’t ever really been certain they’d succeed.

But they had.

She got James voice mail. “Darling,” she purred, knowing he’d hear the smile in her voice, “We did it. We’re done. I cannot wait to show you. Come home. Come see. We need to celebrate.”

As soon as Angela hung up, she gave Lorie a hug and said, “I vote for cheesecake.”

“Copious amounts,” the nearsighted genius agreed. “Oh! With strawberries! And really good coffee.”

Angela felt her heart skip when the red security light started flashing. Her eyebrows crowded together in confusion. Why was the intruder alarm going off now?

Angela had inherited the farmhouse from her late uncle at the age of 17 and lived there throughout her lengthy matriculation at Georgia Tech. For a brief time when this venture was just beginning, she and her brand new husband, James, as well as their business partner and his best friend, Kurt, had all lived there under the same roof.

During the initial months and years, Kurt and James had renovated the basement entirely; installing a T1, a two post rack of networking gear, a four post rack of high performance servers; and most importantly, a state of the art security system, designed and built by her brilliant husband himself. For the last five years, they had hardened the basement into a panic room with steel reinforced doors, magnetic locks, and pinhole security cameras. It took two-factor authentication to even get into the room.

When the magnitude of the fact that the security alarm was still sounding sunk in, Angela whirled around until her eyes met with Don. When she spoke, she hated the shrill edge of panic she detected in her voice. “Back it up to the Snap.”

His fingers clicked on the keys with the speed of machine gun fire as spoke. “There’s no time. We didn’t do an incremental yesterday because the waffle was running a defrag.”

“Right. Execute a differential and encrypt it.” She waited a few heartbeats while Don’s fingers played out a staccato percussion on his laptop.

With confusion clouding his eyes, he looked up and announced, “Our hard line is down.”

Alvin pressed a series of keys on his computer and several small screens appeared on the smart board, all showing different angles of her home. Men in masks moved through the empty house with military precision, high powered and very deadly looking carbine rifles tucked tightly into their shoulders at the ready. They stared around every corner through the sights on the short rifles.

Lorie gasped and said, “What is going on? Who are they?”

Fear and panic tried to take over. Her stomach turned into ice and Angela felt like her breathing wasn’t productive, like she could never get a deep enough breath. Focus, she said to herself. You will have time to be scared when it’s over.

“Can you remember how we got here since the last backup?” Angela asked Alvin, her hand pointing in his direction like a knife blade. If she’d ever met anyone whose memory rivaled her husband’s, it was Alvin.

His voice sounded flat, emotionless. “Yes. Of course I can.”

She watched a crouched figure outside the entrance to the lab tape two liter plastic bottles filled with water to the hinges of the security door. The security that James and Kurt had installed was tight, state of the art even, and the door was sealed. But no seal in 100 miles would withstand the blast of a shaped charge pushing water ahead of a supersonic shock wave. It would slice through the steel door faster than the world’s most powerful cutting torch.

Whomever these people were, they had known the defenses they would have to overcome. They were prepared. They had planned. They had obviously even rehearsed as was apparent in their staged and perfectly timed precision movements. And the most dangerous thing Angela and her team had for protection once that door came down were a few custom computer viruses.

She’d known the risks. The success of their project was potentially worth upward of a hundred billion dollars in the first year alone, and that was on the conservative side. The long term applications of the soon to be patented technology could not even be calculated. The reason they worked out of her home instead of in some downtown lab was for the secrecy of the project, a vain hope of security by obscurity.

They’d taken additional precautions which Angela belatedly realized she had characterized as “paranoid.” A commercial exothermic incendiary device much like a military grade thermite grenade perched atop each server array that would, when detonated, melt their way through the machines at over 4 thousand degrees Fahrenheit, effectively destroying everything in a completely unrecoverable fashion. They would burn 3 times hotter than molten lava and the crew would have to be careful not to look at them since the radiant energy was bright enough to blind them without a welding visor.

“Then destroy it. Destroy it all.”

Lorie’s finger hovered over a steel pin. “You’re sure?”

The explosion above them shook the room. Alvin rushed to the inner door and made sure the panic room door remained bolted on all four corners. Angela closed the lid on her laptop and slid it into the 2 inch air gap between network switches. Then she draped her hand on Lorie’s shoulder and whispered, “Do it.”

She closed her eyes and started to pray as the room around her grew suddenly very hot and smoke started billowing up to the ceiling. “Lord Jesus, if I live through this, let me remain in Your will. But if I come home to you, sweet Jesus, please watch over my husband. Let him feel your comforting love and let him find the destiny you have in mind for him.”

Smoke alarms went off and the lights flickered. Then she felt herself being picked up and thrown aside, riding on the wave of a perfectly timed blast. As she flew backward from the shock of the multiple explosions blowing open her steel door she prayed even harder — she prayed for courage, for protection, for strength.

As she landed and fell against the tower of computer drives, she watched the thermite spill and splatter like lava, setting the entire area on fire. Her last thought was of pain as a spray of burning powder fell on her chest.
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Menu Monday 14 APR 14 – Passover & Resurrection Sunday Week!

passover resurrection menu Menu for the week of April 14-20

Welcome to my weekly menu!

This week is my favorite week of the year! We’ll be celebrating Passover AND Resurrection Sunday!

The “rules” of our household diet can be found in the tab above labeled Hallee’s Galley and further explained in Our Diet.

I usually serve leftovers for lunch the next day, or we’ll save them during the week to graze lunch on the weekends. We try to have a few meals a week vegetarian (see my post on eating meat) and eat fish at least one meal a week. One meal a week is usually a “Dinner Out” meal.

Almost all of the breads are homemade using fresh milled flour. I’ll continue to link to my recipes as I post them. Our daily bread is Whole Wheat Honey Oatmeal Bread.

Here’s the menu for my family for the week of April 14th. As far as desserts go, I’m going to make a “jello” cake using some pork-free gelatin I found.  I’ll post the recipe when it’s done.  We’ll also be making Resurrection Cookies on Saturday night.


Monday:

Breakfast:

oatmeal, toast

Dinner:

Italian Turkey Sausage Spaghetti, Whole Wheat French Bread, garden salad

Tuesday:

Breakfast:

Dinner:

Men & Women’s Group dinner at church

Wednesday:

Breakfast:

Dinner:

I cook dinner for my church on Wednesday nights.  This week’s men us:

Fried Chicken
Brown Rice Pilaf (recipe to follow)
Steamed broccoli, cauliflower, carrots
Garden Salad
Homemade Rolls (new recipe to follow!)
Gelatin Cake with Whipped Cream (recipe to follow)

Thursday:

Breakfast:

fried eggs, toast

Passover Dinner!!

Garlic & Rosemary Lamb
Hummus bi Tahini
Saffron Rice (recipe to follow)
Homemade Pita Bread
Salad
olive tray

Friday:

Breakfast:

Dinner:

Vegetable soup, Herb Cheese Bread, garden salad

Saturday:

Breakfast:

cold cereal

Dinner:

dinner out
Make Resurrection Cookies

Resurrection Sunday!!

Breakfast:

Dinner:

Grilled Salmon, Herb Roasted Potato Wedges, green peas, Coastal Cole Slaw

Hallee


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Today’s Word of Promise

markEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I listened to Matthew 24 through Mark 5.

In the end of Matthew, I listened to Christ’s arrest and crucifixion. Having the sound effects really adds to the experience of reading what’s happening. It was such a strong message.

The part that stood out to me today came from the beginning of Mark 3:

And He entered the synagogue again, and a man was there who had a withered hand. So they watched Him closely, whether He would heal him on the Sabbath, so that they might accuse Him. And He said to the man who had the withered hand, “Step forward.” Then He said to them, “Is it lawful on the Sabbath to do good or to do evil, to save life or to kill?” But they kept silent. And when He had looked around at them with anger, being grieved by the hardness of their hearts, He said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” And he stretched it out, and his hand was restored as whole as the other. Then the Pharisees went out and immediately plotted with the Herodians against Him, how they might destroy Him. Mark 3:1-6

I’ve heard or read this passage countless times in my life. I knew what it said and I knew the context for what was said. So, when it started, in my mind, I imagined that Christ was belligerent and a little aggressive in healing the withered hand of the man.

Until I heard the words being grieved by the hardness of their hearts. He wasn’t being belligerent OR aggressive. He was giving them an opportunity to understand that doing good, that saving lives, is vitally important. But, they didn’t care about the human being with the withered hand. What they cared about was catching Him doing something that would give them an opportunity to accuse Him and thereby end the threat to them that was Christ Jesus. When their hearts remained hardened, it hurt Him. It grieved Him.

How many opportunities has He given me to set aside the things that I place as important above the things He places as important? How many times has the hardness in my heart grieved Him? What can I do to go forward today and see individual people as Christ sees them and metaphorically heal withered hands on the Sabbath instead of choosing to serve my own means toward my own ends?

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today..

Hallee


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Fan Groups Are Here!!

I’m so excited to share that I’ve started two fan groups on Facebook! One group is for Fans of The Jewel Series and the other is for Fans of the Song of Suspense Series.

The groups are casual. They’re there for fans of the series to talk about their favorite books, characters, plots, surprises (with spoiler warnings, of course!), lines, scenes, underlying messages — WHATEVER a fan wants to talk about — this group is there to talk. If you are a fan of my books, these will be your groups!

Please join by clicking the links below. We are happy to welcome anyone — invite your friends. The more people participate, the more exciting a place they will become.

If you’d like to see similar groups on Google+, I can create them there and am happy to. I can also create a fan group for the cookbooks as well.

Fans of The Jewel Series

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Menu Monday 7 APR 14

Menu MondayMenu for the week of 7 April 2014

Welcome to my weekly menu!

This week we are back to school after Spring Break. It will be so nice to have everything back to a normal routine.

The “rules” of our household diet can be found in the tab above labeled Hallee’s Galley and further explained in Our Diet.

I usually serve leftovers for lunch the next day, or we’ll save them during the week to graze lunch on the weekends. We try to have a few meals a week vegetarian (see my post on eating meat) and eat fish at least one meal a week. One meal a week is usually a “Dinner Out” meal.

Almost all of the breads are homemade using fresh milled flour. I’ll continue to link to my recipes as I post them. Our daily bread is Delicious Whole Grain Bread.

Here’s the menu for my family for the week of April 7th. As far as desserts go, I have Doodle Roo’s Snickerdoodles in the oven, and I will be making Tiramisu Wednesday night.


Monday:

Breakfast:

oatmeal, toast

Dinner:

Heat-Free Chili, Old Fashioned Cornbread, garden salad

Tuesday:

Breakfast:

scrambled eggs, toast

Dinner:

Vegetarian Fajitas, Homemade Whole Wheat Tortillas, Black Beans, Spanish Rice

Wednesday:

Breakfast:

Dinner:

I cook dinner for my church Wednesday nights.  This week’s menu is:

LasagnaFrench Bread Garlic Bread
garden salad
Tiramasu

Thursday:

Breakfast:

Dinner:

leftover lasagna

Friday:

Breakfast:

beef bacon, Cheese Grits

Dinner:

I will be a featured author at the Lincoln County Book Festival. The kids will have:

Vegetable Soup
Ma-Maw Lucille’s Buttermilk Biscuits
Garden Salad

Saturday:

Breakfast:

cold cereal

Dinner:

Dinner out

Sunday:

Breakfast:

Corned Beef Hash, fried eggs, toast

Dinner:

Roast Beef, beef gravy, roasted potatoes and carrots, cottage cheese, garden salad

Hallee


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Today’s Word of Promise

matthewEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I had a shorter walk and listened to Matthew 16 through Matthew 24.

It’s so hard to take Christ’s words and pick just one section out of 8 chapters. But here is today’s passage:

Then Peter came to Him and said, “Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? Up to seven times?”

Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven. Matthew 16:1-17

In my upcoming release, A Carol for Kent, I’m dealing with forgiveness. And, it’s not necessarily easy. As I’m writing about a fictional character who has to forgive someone that the reader wouldn’t even think deserves forgiveness, I find that I’m examining my heart and my relationships and seeking out those people who *I* need to forgive.

Jesus doesn’t suggest that forgiving is suggested for our spiritual health. He commanded that we must forgive those who sin against us.

Forgiving doesn’t mean condoning, and it doesn’t mean opening yourself up to be hurt again. But it means releasing the anger, hate, distrust, bad feelings – letting the poison out of your heart and holding no ill will toward another person. I challenge you to examine your heart and see what you find.

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today.

Hallee


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FarmLit Anyone?

RV-200x300Over on my author blog, I’ve just interviewed Valerie Comer, who is an author who writes Christian romances in the subgenre of what is called FarmLit.  Here is part of the interview:

Who do you envision your typical reader to be?

My typical reader is a believing woman between the ages of 25 and 40 who cares about the food she eats and serves her family, focusing on real ingredients—possibly organic, local, and seasonal food. She has begun to realize there is a point where food meets faith and is willing to go exploring in that neighborhood.

What is your inspiration for writing?

I’m very passionate about food and distraught about the prevalence of junk food, GM (genetically modified) food, and obesity. My kids are equally passionate and determined to raise their little ones on the healthiest possible fare.

To that end we live on a 40-acre farm, where our son’s family has recently joined us. Our daughter’s family lives about 85 miles away, but also partially depends on produce from our farm.  We grow and preserve a large garden, raise animals for eggs and meat, keep bees for honey, and grow a variety of nuts and fruit.

Wild Mint Tea 200x300They say to write what you know. I know farming and food. I know there are many young people concerned about the environment and food, and I have a deep conviction to write stories exploring these topics from a Christian point of view.

Because her typical reader pretty much sums up the Hallee the Homemaker audience, I wanted to include you in the giveaway.  Please go to this link to read the entire interview.  I’ve also included the Rafflecopter on this post so that you can participate in the giveaway.

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