…”the angel said to me, “Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding feast of the Lamb.” And He added, “These are true words that come from God.” Revelation 19:9 (NLT)

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The written word was so important to God, that he made sure that we had the Bible. Covering thousands of years, it has been recorded and preserved by over 40 authors, inspired by the Holy Spirit.

In John 1:1-1, it says, “In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (NLT) He is the very essence of the writing.

There are so many references to writing, words, speaking and relaying messages in the bible if you pay attention to them. It is amazing that the Holy scriptures are God’s actual words for us to read. He loves us so much that He wants us to know Him intimately and gave Himself to us in the Bible.

Thousands of years ago, the Lord told the prophets what to write. Isaiah 53:5, says, “He was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.”  The prophet Micah prophesied that Jesus would be born in Bethlehem, in Micah 5:2, “But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel…” When Jesus came he fulfilled many prophecies. We can have complete faith in God’s word because he has proven Himself to be trustworthy.

In Habakkuk 2:2-3, He says, “Write my answer plainly on tablets, so that a runner can carry the correct message to others. It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled. If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently, for it will surely take place. It will not be delayed.” (NIV)

Paul says in Corinthians 3:3, “You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on human hearts.” (NIV)

God is interested in what we say and write. We need to let Him infuse His Holy Spirit through us so that we are saying exactly what He desires.

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In Acts 2:17-19, it says, “In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy. I will show wonders in the heavens above and signs on the earth below…”(NIV)

My prayer is: Word of Life, help me to write and speak your words, and ONLY your words! May they be exactly what you want them to be. AMEN.

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The Edmund Fitzgerald Shipwreck

“The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald”

“The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee

The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy

With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty

That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin

As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
With a crew and good captain well seasoned

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland

Then later that night when the ship’s bell rang
Could it be the north wind they’d been feelin’?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
When the wave broke over the railing

And every man knew, as the captain did too
‘Twas the witch of November come stealin’

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashin’

When afternoon came it was freezing rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind

When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck
Sayin’ “Fellas, it’s too rough to feed ya”

At seven PM a main hatchway caved in
He said, “Fellas, it’s been good to know ya”

The captain wired in he had water comin’ in
And the good ship and crew was in peril

And later that night when his lights went out of sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?

The searchers all say they’d have made Whitefish Bay
If they’d put fifteen more miles behind her

They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water

And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion

Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreams
The islands and bays are for sportsmen

And farther below, Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her

And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the Maritime Sailors’ Cathedral

The church bell chimed ’til it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee

Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early”

(All lyrics belong to Gordon Lightfoot, Edmund Fitzgerald, 1976)

I am deeply touched today by the thought of the Edmund Fitzgerald, the fact of 29 lives cut short, and the thought of the freezing cold fear those men must have felt that evening 40 years ago tonight. It also is a song which I remember hearing many times during my junior high and high school years. At that time I really didn’t know much. but just knew there was a shipwreck.

The lines that strike me the most are “Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?” Well, I sure can’t answer that, except to say that I believe God allows bad things to happen to good people and we can’t comprehend that. Sin entered the world and it happens. We all die. But he does love us, and he loved those men and their families. He was holding them in their fear in their last minutes, I am SURE of that.

As the icy waves encapsulated them, the warm hands of Jesus would shelter them if they just called His name.

I pray that they felt the closeness of God in their last moments of life. I watched a video today about the wreck, and noticed that the men were from 20 years of age all the way up to 63. I can only imagine what they went through in those freezing cold waters of Lake Superior. Trying to wrap my head around how violent it can get out there…80 mile an hour winds and 25 foot waves…that’s a hurricane. Very sad for the families, but we can only hope they had friends and other family to surround them in their sorrow.

The other part of the song which touches me is, “The church bell chimed ’till it rang twenty-nine times for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.” People got together to pray. They trusted, and gave the outcome to God the Father. They surrendered. They hoped. They didn’t get what they had prayed for, but I can only hope that they came to peace. Sometimes we can’t understand why we don’t get what we want when we pray. But it’s a surrender to the great I AM.

My hope is that we pray more. we pray to the Holy Spirit of God. We turn our hearts to Him. We stand up when others may not stand with us. Times are going to get hard like the ice water mansion of the Superior. Will you be ready to say “I trust Jesus?”

When icy winds blow will I say, “I trust Jesus!”


I thank God that Gordon Lightfoot wrote this song after the wreck, 40 years ago today. It makes us remember, and I will always have this song in my head. Some are too young to remember the wreck or the song, but please listen and always remember.

God is God and we are not. His ways are much higher than our ways, His thoughts much higher than our thoughts. Praise Him for His promises and prophecies that always come true. He has always been faithful in the past so we can trust Him with the future.

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Recently while in Alaska, my husband and I hiked a mountain. The birds chirped and the skies were blue with big puffy white clouds. We chuckled at the “Beware of Bear” sign as we passed it. We crossed several flowing waterfalls as I photographed flowers, marveling at the beauty of Alaska. Nearing the half way point, my husband asked me several times if I wanted to turn around. We were not dressed properly, with hiking boots or gear of any kind except for borrowed bug repellent in his backpack. We were wearing tennis shoes and jeans. A tiny bit of foresight made us grab a bottle and a half of water.

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As we passed the next marker, my jacket went into the back pack and I pulled up my sleeves. Even though I have had ankle and feet issues recently, a challenge was before me. Determination kicked in and the natural beauty kept calling me forward.

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Even though it was June, the sun was becoming unusually warm for Alaska. Sometimes the breeze whisked a slight coolness and I was reminded to take in deep breaths of the unpolluted air of this vast state. It smelled so clean and fresh. Those little whispers of breeze felt like the Holy Spirit as we hiked along basking in the sunny glow. In every direction was indescribable beauty of mountains, lakes, glaciers, trees and sky. I began to comprehend why my friend has lived there for thirty years.

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About half way up, the path began to change. Instead of going straight for long periods it began to take sharp alternate left and right turns. We would head in one direction for fifty yards or so, and then another as the grade became steeper. A sign made an impression on me as we took our seemingly endless left and right switchbacks.

It said, “Do Not Cut Switchbacks.”


I supposed there was a good reason for the rule on that sign. One could surely slip on the rough terrain by trying to cut straight up, which could also cause rocks to fall on someone below. It seemed it would take much more time hiking these back and forth paths parallel to the mountainside, but we obeyed the signs. I was getting more nervous as the drop-offs were straight down and the path only a couple feet wide.

Sweating and weary, we sat on a big rock, sharing the few swallows left in our second water bottle. As we started up again, I was thankful a few places had chains or bars to grab along the path. It couldn’t be long now. People on the hotel grounds below looked like little specks. With my fear of heights, peering towards the bottom began to make me unsteady. Craning our necks to see up to the ski lodge, it didn’t look like it was too much farther.IMG_2004

We continued on many more switchbacks. I actually began repeating the verse, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” so I wouldn’t groan and complain to my husband. Then came a big surprise! We came to place with snow on the ground with a rope laying there. It resembled a tow-rope that you use when you’re snow skiing, but with no motor involved! My husband told me to go first-I think he felt he had to do the “manly” thing. He might have some minuscule chance to help me if I fell…or we’d die together if I knocked him over tumbling down the mountain.

I took hold of the rope straining with both arms pulling myself upward one hand over the other. My feet kept slipping, but if I pulled tightly with my glove-less hands, I made slow progress. I doubted I could do it-I had not been working out. With my husband coaching me on from behind I finally made it to a flatter clearing where I laid down breathing hard. He hasn’t been working out either, but as fairness goes, his upper body strength brought him up easily.

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A different rope continued here and it was so steep we couldn’t see where it led. We trudged on, one hand in front of the other, and made it to the next knoll which was very close to the ski lodge. The lodge was only half way up the mountain, but another sign announced we had climbed 2,300 feet. This was quite a feat for two fifty-some-things who had never hiked a mountain before. Never-mind the families and humongous back-pack laden guys who passed us and didn’t appear tired. It had taken us over two hours but we had accomplished something I never thought we would.

There were hikers and mountain climbers who enthusiastically continued up the second half of the mountain with backpacks full of gear. I watched in amazement as they treated the first part of the mountain like walking a flat sidewalk in Michigan. One young guy even hang glided from the ski lodge a few times during the morning hours. I convinced myself these must be Native Alaskans who did serious hiking weekly or hauled heavy fishing nets into boats every weekday.

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It was Sunday morning, and I wanted to hold our own “church” when we made it to the top. Nature was astounding in Alaska on that summer day. As we sat in the sunshine, one part I read from my phone bible, was Psalm 98:8-9b…”Let the rivers clap their hands, let the mountains sing together for joy: let them sing before the LORD”

We headed to the restaurant in the ski lodge for lunch and a rest. With a sly smile my husband asked if I wanted to climb back down, or even try the second half of the mountain. I was the first to run to the next tram which gave us a quick, smooth ride down. And…we didn’t see a bear that day.

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In life, when I come to winding paths which are rocky, slippery or difficult, I want to cut across and make the path quicker. I think my way would work best. Switchbacks seem so long and tedious. But if I’m not God’s desired path for me, I could slip or the rocks of life may hurt me. I could cause stones to fall on others, injuring or making them stumble. Other times it’s scary because I can’t see the top of the mountain, I’m afraid I’ll fall, or don’t know where God is leading. If I stay in the Word and follow His paths I can make it through the challenge. The Lord gives rails and ropes to help us through frightening places. He has not promised us an easy life, just that the Holy Spirit will always be with us.

Proverbs 3: 5-6 says, “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”

When have you found something to be hard or scary? What happened to help you make it to the top of that mountain?

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A winner!

Well after searching my emails and others’ blogs, etc., I have picked out Nancy Mass’ name as the winner for the book give-away! She will be receiving Lorilee Craker’s book, “Anne of Green Gables, My Daughter and Me!”

Thank you for all who participated. I will also try to do a better job of communicating rules next time. Please give me a break. I needed to follow through the best I could and pick a winner! To all my faithful followers, thank you! You are really appreciated!

It is coincidental but I love the fact that a cousin of mine from Washington State is receiving this book. I know she loves “Anne” and has a heart for adoption. Plus, she’s a kindred spirit of mine, because she also taught first graders for many years! So it all worked out!

Enjoy, Nancy! I’ll be sending the book out tomorrow!!


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New Post about the Give Away on the Book

Hi there friends,

On the last blog post I did something a little different and fun. But being a rookie at this sort of thing, I am confused….

I asked you to be on the “honor system” and do two things for me. But I also asked you to let me know the two things you did. I also asked you to PM me with your snail mail address. I’m having a bit of a problem even finding the email address of a few people who did participate. So if you would like to be in the running for the free book, please let me know what you did, and your address so I can determine a winner! I can’t send you the book if I don’t have an email or address!

I just want to be fair to the people who tried to follow my directions, as poor as they might have been. I appreciate what you tried to do.

I’ll make more of an effort to do a better job of this “contest” thing next time, it was maybe too confusing. Please reply by 9 p.m tomorrow night, EST, Thursday, Oct. 22, so that I can send the book to a lucky winner! Leave a comment here on the blog, or go to “About Myrna” page at the top of the WordPress blog for ways to contact me.

Thank you!


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A Reunion with Kindred Spirits

I went to the Breathe Writer’s Christian Writing Conference again last weekend. It warms my heart to think of it. It’s like going home. Reminds me of a reunion with “kindred spirits.” We understand each other. I talked with old and new friends. We learn, we grow, we stretch.

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Lorilee’s newest book

Speaking of “kindred spirits”…I’m giving away a copy of a new book that my friend, Lorilee Craker wrote, called “Anne of Green Gables, My Daughter and Me-What My Favorite Book Taught Me about Grace, Belonging and the Orphan in Us All.” It’s a rich memoir which would touch the heart of almost anyone, especially if you liked the Anne of Green Gables books or movies, you’re interested in orphans or adopting in any way, or you’re just ready for a great memoir by a great author!

I will be giving away one copy of this book on Oct. 20. A couple things I ask. We’re on the honor system, I’m not going to keep track and hunt you down. But please do two of the following things for me and you will be in the running to receive the book:

  1. Become an email follower of my blog here. To subscribe, just look up in the top right hand corner. I’d love it if you’d leave a comment on any of my posts too! :)

2.  “Share” my blog on a social media site such as Twitter or your Facebook page.

3.  “Like” my Facebook author page, called, “Tablet of your Heart.”  “Like” the actual page, up at the TOP. I’d appreciate any like on a posting, but liking the actual page is very helpful:)

4.  Do a review on Goodreads for Lorilee Craker 536957072995593/ at after you’ve read this book, or any of her many books. Of course we love “good” reviews, but be honest. If you’d like to order any books from Lorilee or learn more about her, here’s the link.  She has given me advice and encouragement at several conferences and meetings and I appreciate her friendship.

Disclaimer here: I have not received any monetary or other perks for giving away Lorilee’s book. I bought the book and want to give it away so others can enjoy it.  I just happen to like her, and her premise on this story.

You wouldn’t believe how extremely encouraging it is for a writer to receive any of these kinds of things listed above. Our writing comes from our souls-it is our art, our prayer.

Authors try to network and help one another in many ways. It’s one way we worship-to build up friends and their work.

This offer is open until Tues. Oct. 20, at 9 p.m. Please let me know the two things you have done. Then a winner will be chosen at random. Contact me in some way so I can acquire your snail mail address and the book will be in the mail!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I haven’t been posting as often because life has been happening too fast, I’ve just finished a set of devotionals, and also am working on interviewing women, for a book about women who have lost their mothers….so you’ll see more about this soon. I am also determined to get more organized and post on the blog more regularly.

Blessings to you,


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When There Are So Many Good Things, and Only Some That are the Best

It’s hard to say no. Our friend, Lysa Terkeurst, reminds us of this in her book, “The Best Yes.”

It’s that time of the year. In many ways fall is a beginning of the year in my mind, much more than January 1. I’m sure that partly stems from being a teacher so many years.

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Many good things present themselves. None of us want to hurt people’s feelings.

At church there are opportunities to teach or lead all ages, be in bands, committees, or teams.

In the community there’s coaching, mentoring, snacks for athletic teams, room parents for your child’s classroom-the list could be endless. And how about being a great neighbor who brings over pies or begins a bible study?

In the family, a mom’s heart wants to try again on the traditional dinner together.  The “Norman Rockwell” magazine cover hangs in her mind.

Guilt tries to set in and take residence if we don’t set up our calendar just right.

I came close to teaching a Sunday school class for this fall…which would be a wonderful thing…although the timing is not right. I said no. I felt bad, because I really would love to build relationships with those kids. If I said yes, I feel I’d be disobeying God.

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In the body of Christ, if everyone is doing their part, everything gets done. I have a different part right now. There has to be a good balance of priorities, obligations, and responsibilities.

I need to do a few things well, and not spread myself too thin and do a mediocre job on many things.

Oh, so many good things to say no to!

In this season of my life, the Holy Spirit is speaking to me very clearly about writing. I’ts one of those things that is not very visible to most people right now, but it’s my mission and the way I can do my part.

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Much prayer has gone into my secondary list for this year. It’s a short but time-consuming list of singing in the praise band, being on a prayer team, B.S.F., and Hospice. Two things for my church, one thing for growth, and one thing for the community. That’s just enough and not too much. I feel good about it now, and it’s re-evaluated with prayer often.

With a wide margin of reason, I’m even careful with appointments, lunch dates, extra meetings, and errands. Those things can suction the life out of a day like a vacuum. The strong pull towards a seminary class, and learning an instrument still lurk; keeping my house clean and having a few meals on the table would be a plus.

First and foremost, I desire to be a Christ follower, a wife who’s not like a dripping faucet, and an encouraging, available mother to grown kids.

As difficult as it is, I’ve had to say no to many things in the last couple years and set limits. If I don’t, the busyness of life overtakes me. Days just drift away with no real accomplishments.


What decisions have been tough to make recently? Do you think you’re going with your true callings or are you feeling pulled in many directions? Do you think you have said yes and no to the right things?

I would love to hear if you struggle with this too. How do you handle it?

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