Friday, May 31, 2013


My guest today is friend and fellow Christian fiction writer, June Foster. She's going to share the tender and wonderful adoption story of her husband's brother. 
Christian Fiction author June Foster

He's still my big brother, isnt he? by June Foster

My husband, Joe, loves to tell a story about his parents when they were childless. His mom and dad were of the Catholic faith, so after they'd been married for eight years with no babies on the way, they decided adoption would be a good route to begin expanding their family. They paid a visit to the Catholic Charities in Birmingham, Alabama. There they found a darling, four year old boy named Marshall and brought him home to be a part of their family.


For reasons known only to God, after two more years, Mrs. Foster found she was pregnant and delivered her first biological son, Mike. After that came my husband Joe, then Pat, then Helen, and finally Steve. Marshall was thrilled with so many brothers and a sister.

The story goes that Mrs. Foster decided that the two older boys, Mike and Joe, needed to learn that their oldest brother was adopted. She called a formal family meeting and made the solemn announcement about how Marshall came to their family. 

At the end of the meeting, Joe questioned his mother, "Marshall still gets to be our big brother, doesn't he?"

Marshal Foster 1999
Even though my husband left for the army after he grew up, he and Marshall remained in touch. When we moved to Lacey, Washington where he lived, Marshall mentioned to Joe he'd be interested in finding his birth family but had no idea how to go about it. Since Joe had a good knowledge of the computer, he offered to help. Alabama, which had been a closed adoption state, opened their records up in the early 2000's, and Joe was able to find out some information.

Marshall was sorry to hear his birthmother had passed away ten years before but was encouraged to learn he had a sister. Joe couldn't find a contact number for Marshall's sister, but located a number for Marshall's niece, his sister's daughter. Marshall was too ill-at-ease to make the call so Joe dialed the number while Marshall looked on clasping his hands tightly in front of him.

When a woman's voice said hello, Joe said he was phoning on behalf of his brother, Marshall Foster, and that Marshall was looking for his sister. Joe asked if he have the right number. 

My husband thought the woman had hung up as heard nothing but silence, then a sob carried over the phone. Finally, the woman said she believed he had the correct number. She was Marshall's niece and said her mother, Marshall's sister, had been looking for him for years, always hoping to meet her brother. Joe asked if the mother lived in the same town, and again, the niece let out a sob. She said her mother had died two months before.

Marshall was devastated, but his niece's promise to come to Washington to visit him with her other sister the following July, cheered him, and they made plans. But in June, just two days after Marshall's birthday, he died of cancer, never getting to meet even his nieces.

This sounds like a sad story, but wait.  There's more. During the process of helping Marshall to find his birth family, my husband and I had occasion to tell Marshall about our awesome and powerful God who sent his son Jesus to the earth to die for our sins. We shared how to have faith in the Savior and about our final home - Heaven. 

Marshall began going to church with us and gave his life to the Lord at Thanksgiving that year before the following summer. He started coming to Bible study in our home. We were warmed when he told us how he'd always felt empty. He pointed to his heart. He said he was no longer empty inside, and he finally knew who his real Father was.

Joe and I were present on that day in the middle of June when Marshall went to be with the Lord. I've never witnessed anyone die before, but I can say, truly, without hesitation, that the experience was beautiful. And I know that someday we'll see this wonderful man again when we join him in Heaven to be with Jesus forever.

Thank you June for being my guest today. And readers take a look below at June's latest release Deliver us from Evil


The fraternity co-ed who coaxed Jillian Coleman upstairs that night is no more than a blur in her memory, but the consequences will haunt her forever. Ten years later, Riley Mathis, now a Christian, can't tell Jillian he's the father of the child she aborted. The truth will destroy them.

Excerpt from Deliver us From Evil

A man on his knees with his back to her scrubbed the tile with a large brush. His muscular shoulders visible through his brown janitor's shirt tensed and relaxed with every stroke. She'd never seen a custodian put so much effort into his work as he sank the bristles into the tiles.
He stood and pulled his mop from the back of his cart. With long swipes, he drew the sponge over the suds, and rinsed it in the clear water of his red plastic pail. When he glanced up, their eyes connected.
Riley? Her pulse jolted. Did he work…?
The door to the OR flew open, and Jett walked out. He removed his mask and shrugged his shoulders. Without slowing his pace, he whisked past her and lowered his voice. "A lucky call this time, Jillian."
Lucky call? How could he say that? A precious life had held in the balance.
Jillian's exhausted body folded into a chair at the end of the hall near the OR. The pent-up emotion wouldn't wait any longer. A baby had almost died today. Sobs shook her shoulders.
"What... what did you say to her?" A quiet masculine voice muttered. With a few steps forward, Riley peered at Jett. "I think you owe her an apology." He dropped his gaze to the floor.
"What the…" Jett drew his fist in front of him.
In disbelief, Jillian stood transfixed.
Jett glared at Riley, tapping his chest over and over. "Who do you think you are, you lowlife?"
 She bit her lip and rushed to them, grasping Jett's arm. This couldn't be happening.
With an easy shake, Jett brushed her away. He curled his lip and grabbed the front of Riley's shirt with both hands. "This is none of your business." He released Riley, placed his palms on his chest, and shoved him hard.
When Riley lost his footing on the wet floor, he stumbled backward and landed on his rear-end. Scrambling to his feet, he glanced back at the area he'd cleaned. He shook his head. "And I deserve to be fired. I'm sorry."
"Riley, wait." Jillian took a few steps toward the men again. "Jett, calm down."
She worked her way between Jett glaring at Riley who hung his head like a bad dog. "Why did you say that to Dr. Camp?"
"I…I thought he said something that upset you." Riley lifted tortured eyes. "Your face paled."
Riley must've thought Jett spoke an offensive word to her. Her heart softened. He had only wanted to shield her from pain. To protect her. Compassion for the man, even concern, built in her. The sweet guy thought he was doing the right thing.
 Jett held two fists in front of his chest, still on guard.
"Riley is a friend." She blew out a breath." I'd appreciate it if you didn't make an issue of it. He misunderstood the situation."
But had Riley actually misunderstood Jett's intensions? What Jett said had hurt her. A lucky call.
 "A friend?" Jett shrugged. "Yeah, whatever." He pressed past her. "Forget it. I wouldn't want to see his minimum wage check yanked away from him."

About Author June Foster:

June Foster is a retired school teacher with a BA in Education and a MA in counseling. She writes full time and travels in her RV with her husband Joe. June has written four novels for Desert Breeze Publishing. The Bellewood Series, Give Us This Day – February 1, 2012, As We Forgive – September 1, 2012, and Deliver Us – April 1, 2013, and Hometown Fourth of July – July 1, 2012.  June loves to write stories about characters who overcome the issues in their lives by the power of God and His Word. June uses her training in counseling and her Christian beliefs in creating characters who find freedom to live godly lives. June's book, Ryan's Father, will be published by WhiteFire Publishing January 2014.


Monday, May 27, 2013

TOO HEAVY A LOAD--LITERALLY---by Laurie Alice Eakes

My guest today is my dear friend, of whom I am a huge fan. Laurie Alice Eakes.
A high-pressure steam cleaner roared through the open doorway beside me. A city full of strangers spread out beyond the locked gate behind me. And at my feet lay seven bags of groceries—the large, reusable bags, not the little plastic ones--and my Seeing Eye dog. 

I had no idea how I was going to get food, dog, and myself thirty feet to the elevator, on and off the elevator, and another forty feet down the hallway to my apartment.

I was the new girl in town. Well, hardly a girl, and I was new in town. My husband was at work, but we couldn’t wait until Saturday for more food, so I took a taxi to and from the store, where they were wonderfully helpful. The taxi driver was wonderfully helpful. A store employee helped me get my groceries. The taxi driver carried my bags up the walkway to the gate, but he couldn’t come further.

Though he is sweet and helpful in other ways, my dog, at this point, was more a hindrance than a help. I couldn’t carry bags in both hands and hold onto his harness. And that in itself created a problem. The building deserves the appellation “complex”. It’s layout was just that. Disorientation plagued me the first few weeks I lived here, and I was within that timeframe. Was the elevator straight ahead or to my left? I usually took the steps. At that moment, I just wanted to cry.

Feeling helpless doesn’t come easily to me. Because I have had so many people tell me I can’t do something, I have to prove that I can—yes, even to the Lord.

So there I stood with literally too heavy a burden to bear surrounding me, and the Lord heard my cry. He dried my tears of frustration, loneliness, and humiliation before they grew beyond a prickle behind my lids. He used this moment to bless me.

While I stood there contemplating what to do, the steam cleaner fell silent. A man emerged from the apartment and began to speak to me in /Spanish. I understood little of what he said, and I understood the context and the way he tapped my arm, then picked up all seven bags.

They probably weighed as much as he did. I expected him to leave them in the elevator and thanked him. But no, no, he carried them all the way to my apartment door.

As I unpacked my groceries, I reflected, as I have so often found reason to do, the Lord uses little moments of helplessness to show us how He cares about even the smallest drawbacks in our lives.

“Eakes has a charming way of making her novels come to life without being over the top,” writes Romantic times of  bestselling, award-winning author Laurie Alice Eakes. Since she lay in bed as a child telling herself stories, she has fulfilled her dream of becoming a published author.  with the release of Choices of the Heart, The Midwives #3, she sees her twelfth book published, in addition to two novellas with more novels and novellas releasing over the next three years. A graduate of Asbury University with a degree in English and French, and  Seton Hill University, with a masters degree in Writing Popular Fiction, she also teaches writing and gives inspirational talks.
She lives in Texas with her husband, dogs, and cats, where she enjoys long walks, rainy days, and knitting—rather badly.

Follow her on Twitter: @laurieaeakes
Read excerpts from her books at:

Choices of the Heart
A Novel by Laurie Alice Eakes


She thought she had left her old life behind . . .

Esther Cherrett comes from a proud line of midwives and was trained by her mother to take over the family calling. But when a terrible scandal threatens all she holds dear, Esther flees, taking a position as a teacher in the wild western mountains of Virginia. But instead of the refuge she was seeking, Esther finds herself in the midst of a deadly family feud—and courted by two men on opposite sides of the conflict. All she wants is to run away again.

But could it be that her past holds the key to reconciliation—and love?

In this gripping story of trust, deception, and bittersweet loss, you’ll discover the true meaning of choices of the heart.

“The gifted Laurie Alice Eakes has done it again with a page-turner romance. The wonderful period detail sucked me into 1840s Appalachia, while the realistic characters and tender romance kept me reading late into the night.”—Linda Goodnight, Carol and Rita Award–winning author

Laurie Alice Eakes is the author of Lady in the Mist, Heart’s Safe Passage, A Necessary Deception, A Flight of Fancy, and several other novels. She won a National Readers Choice Award for Best Regency in 2007 for Family Guardian. Laurie Alice writes full-time from her home in Texas, where she lives with her husband and sundry dogs and cats.

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