Despite the fact that I rarely read Christian non-fiction books, I recently discovered one I was excited to buy. Written by Savannah Williamson, it’s entitled ‘Moving Mountains- Winning Tough Spiritual Battles’. Her story is a compelling read that describes the perils of depression, addiction, anger, and suicidal tendencies-among other issues.
From the age of 13, Savannah lived in a dark and lonely place-depression her constant companion. Yet, much more than a chronicling of her troubled past life, ‘Moving Mountains’ is a hopeful, candid, practical, and joyful guide that can inspire anyone who’s found themselves in the grips of despair.
Excerpt from ‘Moving Mountains-Winning Tough Spiritual Battles’
“Sometimes we just can’t figure out why we are going through what we are going through, and we think God has cursed us or is punishing us. I can’t give you the answer in your situation, only God can. But I can say that in my life, my stormy seasons have always been for my good. Not a tear was wasted. It is my hope that as you see how hopeless some of the situations I’ve been in seemed, and how God brought good out of them and turned them around every time, that you can find some hope for you too.”
Williamson, Savannah. Moving Mountains: Winning Tough Spiritual Battles . Kindle Edition. Find it here@Amazon.
Now for a short summary of my writing progress on my WIP ‘Alley Rose’. Family issues and obligations have complicated my writing plan once again. Thankfully, I have been able to make some revisions which were needed. Many writers revise when their draft is completed but somehow that doesn’t fully work for me. Most writers probably end up doing four or more revisions of their books before publishing.
Here’s a small excerpt from ‘Alley Rose’:
“Hey. My name’s Kate. Kate Marie Lewis. What’s yours?” From several feet away the girl stood in the back alley smiling, revealing large white teeth. “I just moved in the house right down there,” she said as she pointed up the alley toward the last house on the left.
“Uh…umm.” Savannah struggled to answer her as she threw a stick into the yard for Rufus to catch. “I’m ..Savannah Sullivan.”
The dog returned with the stick as the girl approached him, reaching out to take it from his mouth. Instead of releasing the stick he backed away from her and started growling with it still between his teeth.
“Okay. Okay. Your dog doesn’t have to go all ape on me. I was only trying to play with him. Is that your cat laying up there on that rusty old car?”
Savannah glanced over at the ancient, corroding chevy inside the lean-to garage connected to their small weather-worn wooden house.
When she saw the silky black coat and golden copper eyes she said, “That’s Panther. He was here when we first moved here. I don’t think he belongs to anybody. Everybody calls him an alley cat.”
“Well I got a cat named Amber. She’s real pretty. We’ve been keeping her in the house but Mom says she has to go outside soon. I’m twelve years old now. I had a birthday party last month.”
As the girl continued to talk about the party, Savannah observed her tall form, pale olive skin and long coarse dark hair, held back by a plastic headband. She noticed that the strange girl was almost the opposite in appearance to her own image. And that didn’t exclude the clothes. Kate wore a blue jumper dress with a flower design blouse and flip-flops. In contrast, she had on pedal-pushers, a worn t-shirt, and old tennis shoes.
Despite their differences Savannah soon discovered they had one huge thing in common.
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