Thursday, June 04, 2009

This 'n' That

FIRST

Today my guest at When I Was Just a Kid is Janet Dean, author of Courting the Doctor's Daughter. Go over there and leave a comment to win a free copy of this book or to check out the first chapter and find out more about Janet's childhood and how it's influenced her writing.






The second book in the Courting series, Courting the Doctor’s Daughter released in May 2009.

Courting the Doctor’s Daughter

Courting the Doctor's Daughter
by Janet Dean

Steeple Hill Love Inspired Historical
May 2009
Paperback
Category: Inspirational
List price: $ 5.50

An Unexpected Match

A widow with three boys to raise, Mary Graves has no time for peddlers of phony medicine. She’s a dedicated healer working alongside her doctor father. When a handsome stranger blows into town with his “elixir of health” and asks questions about her newly adopted son, Mary’s determined to uncover the truth behind all his claims.

Once the reckless heir to a Boston fortune, Dr. Luke Jacobs travels the country with his herbal medicine while searching for his long-lost son. After meeting the feisty doctor’s daughter and her youngest boy, Luke has found what he’s been looking for at last. But can he convince her to let him into her home, her family—and her heart?






SECOND

I spoke in a convocation at an elementary school on Monday and just had a blast! It reawakened my lifelong teaching bug, as well as intertwined with my love of reading and teaching reading, sharing my passion of reading. Maybe I'll have more to say about this later. Please, if you are a regular reader here, pray for me and my direction in this area. I've had several open doors recently so of course, while I'm dense, I am trying to listen to God's leading.

THIRD

Our hearts are broken with the sudden death of Dr. Fred Osborn, my husband's partner in ER medicine. His celebration of life was yesterday and the church was packed. I was uplifted by the beautiful service full of verses and testimony, as well as the hymns played throughout, including my favorite, How Great Thou Art. We finished the service singing, When We All Get to Heaven. One of my favorite ways to end my letters has always been "If I don't see you here, I'll see you THERE!" And I do hope to see you all THERE. Talk to me if you want to know more!

So, my week has been full and emotional because, finally,
FOURTH

our youngest son, MAX, is graduating from high school on Friday. I feel just a little overwhelmed. He passed his EMT certification on Saturday, which means he's fully qualified to be on an ambulance and save lives.

So, if I'm not getting back to you, do email me again, as I sort of got sidetracked. I also am working on a client's manuscript, so need to finish that.

If I haven't told you lately, you are precious to me. Also, thanks, Susan, for noticing my new banner. My oldest son, Jordan, is an artist, webmaster and flash design expert. He designed a bookmark for me to take to my speaking engagement at the elementary school and this is the "Shel Silverstein-like" drawing of me that he did. If you need any work done, he's taking clients and is reasonable. Just email me and I'll put you in contact! (Smile)

3 comments:

Susan J. Reinhardt said...

Hi Crystal -

My condolences on the loss of your husband's partner. How Great Thou Art is also one of my favorites. I sang it in a talent contest at school when I was 12 (back in the days when they allowed such things).

You've had a busy week! Congrats to your sons on their achievements. I know you're very proud of them.

BTW, I gave you a blog award on Monday. Hope you'll pop by. :)

Blessings,
Susan

Cara Putman said...

Love the new header, Crystal. And praying for you. Wish I could give you a hug.

Crystal Laine said...

Thanks so much to both of you. They had the hospital memorial in front of the hospital this week and our "Singing Nurse," Denise Hummer, sang a beautiful version of "How Great Thou Art" and two Lifeline helicoptors flew over as a tribute to Fred, one last time "at his call." Fred was an ER doctor.

He will be missed by many.