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The Freedom of Forgiveness

December 5, 2013 by emcoop 6 Comments

Forgiveness.

Lately I’ve seen and heard the topic everywhere: On Christian radio, in Hallmark movies, in songs. You will even find it as a frequent topic in my novels.

So why is there so much written and spoken about the topic? Perhaps because it is a universal issue that we all face: Forgiving those who have hurt us.

Last night I had the honor of doing the devotional for a Ladies’ Christmas Tea held through our church. When I was asked to give the fifteen minute talk to the group, I accepted, but had no clue what I was to speak about. I asked the hostess to pray for me to have wisdom and discernment about what topic I should choose. And I prayed. I never take these opportunities lightly.

When I awoke the next morning, it was as clear as the rising sun. I was to speak about the chapter that I had written in a book called Unshackled and Free, True Stories of Forgiveness. The book was compiled by CJ and Shelley Hitz and, although I was happy that my chapter was chosen, I declined to promote it at the time because I feared it would cause pain to someone.

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But I knew now was the right time to share my story. While my narrative is perhaps not nearly as dramatic as those who have suffered serious abuse, I could tell by the response in the dozen or more ladies gathered last evening that it was a timely topic. We all wrestle with forgiveness.

And as the holidays approach and family gatherings are more frequent, perhaps this is something that will touch your heart and help you.

Last night I quoted one of my heroines, Corrie Ten Boom. She was put in a concentration camp in the Netherlands during WWII with her sister, who eventually succumbed to the horrific conditions in the camp. Corrie survived and afterwards, the Lord led her to speak before groups all over the world. Her testimony of forgiveness, even to one of the guards at the camp, is the most inspiring I have ever heard.

When speaking about her decision to forgive, she once emphasized that it is not necessary to FEEL like forgiving, but it is necessary to be OBEDIENT to forgive:

“Forgiveness is an act of the will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart.” — Corrie Ten Boom

Jesus said, “If you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive men their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.” Matthew 6:14-15 NIV

The Apostle Paul said, “Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” Ephesians 4:31-32 NIV

Is there someone you need to forgive today? It’s only a decision away.

 

Unshackled and Free is available at Amazon. Click here.

Featured image courtesy of talented photographer Thomas Deitner

Thanksgiving Tips from the Deer Run Saga

November 24, 2013 by emcoop 2 Comments

If you are blessed enough to be gathering with family and friends this Thanksgiving, you might be thinking that it’s a mixed blessing. We love our families, but they can sometimes say the wrong thing…or share an embarrassing story….or be grieving and need encouragement. So how can you handle these situations?

Perhaps Thanksgiving stories from the Deer Run Saga can give all of us a few pointers. When it came to family gatherings, the Lowe family could spark plenty of conversation!

 

Handle embarrassing moments with humor:

Children can say the most unexpected things, which can cause deep embarrassment, as well as hilarity. There was just such a moment in The Road to Deer Run when six-year-old Sarah blurts out a phrase she has heard her mother say—without understanding it might be inappropriate in front of a male guest.

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Book 1 in the Deer Run Saga

It was a statement by her midwife/mother that started the verbal exchange:

“Well, I am so relieved that Missus Stearns did not begin her travail before I could partake of this Thanksgiving bounty.” The midwife sat back from the table, obviously satiated. “She should be sending for me any day now.”

“The husbands come home from war,” Sarah interjected, “and nine months later they are calling for the midwife. That is what mother always says.” Sarah innocently resumed eating her cake, wiping crumbs off her blue woolen bodice.

Mary’s eyes widened with embarrassment.

Widow Thomsen glared at her young daughter and said tersely, “That is what we say in the company of females only, Miss Sarah.”

“I am sorry, Mr. Lowe.” The girl’s face reddened. “I did not realize that men did not know this was the way of it.”

Everyone stifled a laugh and Daniel nearly choked on his piece of cake, so amused was he by this exchange.

“That is quite all right, little miss. I am grateful to be informed of the ‘way of it.’ “ He stole a glance toward Mary, who was turning a bright shade of scarlet. “Your cake is delightful.”

 

It was a brilliant strategy on Daniel’s part by not allowing Sarah to be humiliated and by changing the topic to diminish Mary’s embarrassment.

 

Allow those who are grieving to share their sadness:

In The Promise of Deer Run, veteran James Thomsen, home from the Revolutionary War for several years now, is still plagued by the years away from Deer Run. He missed so many moments with his family while defending his country—moments in time lost forever. It was the sharing of a hilarious family memory that occurred while he was away at war that abruptly brought a stab of regret to James’ heart.

Promise of Deer Run, The
Book 2 in the Deer Run Saga

Sarah’s older brother suddenly stopped laughing and stared with fondness at his little sister. “I did miss a great deal of your childhood, did I not? So many years at war…” James looked sadly into the distance.

Hannah took his hand. “We all missed you so, James. We knew why you needed to be gone. And we are so proud of you.” She leaned over and kissed her husband gently.

He smiled but the joy did not reach his sad eyes. “Thank you, Hannah, but those years with all of you are gone forever. That is what I regret the most.” He took a sip of wine from his tankard and sighed.

Everyone was quiet for several moments as they recalled those somber years. It was Widow Eaton who broke the silence.

“Let us not dwell on the sad past but on our joyous and bountiful future.” She held up her tankard of wine. The others raised theirs as well.

“Hear, Hear!”

 

A hearty, “hear, hear” to Hannah for acknowledging her husband’s pain, for the group for not trying to diminish his loss, and for the widow who encouraged the group to have hope for a peaceful future and not dwell in the past.

 

 

Don’t spoil family conversation by speaking about politics:

 

Book 3 in the Deer Run Saga
Book 3 in the Deer Run Saga

In The Legacy of Deer Run, Thanksgiving dinner is filled with fine food and delightful conversation—until Susannah’s brother, Stephen, brings up politics.

“So what do you think of the election next month, Father?”

Mr. Dobbins scowled. “I think our country is in for another precarious attack upon our freedoms. With that extremist Jefferson in the running, no telling where our country is headed.”

Stephen nodded. “The newspapers are filled with attacks on President Adams—accusing him of being a monarchist, senile, vain and having an ‘ungovernable temper.’ ‘Tis getting fractious and ugly. And that beastly Burr running with Jefferson.” Stephen shook his head and took another sip of wine.

“Well, when the Electoral College meets December3, let us pray they remember Jefferson’s zealous support of the French, despite their attacking our naval vessels. I think Jefferson was in France far too long. His arrogance smacks of sedition.”

The room became very quiet.

Danny noticed Susannah had grown very pale and she rested both hands on the table. She gripped the tablecloth. Eyes narrowing, her voice trembled when she spoke.

“Do you think we will have another war, Father?”

 

What started out as the perfect Thanksgiving meal quickly morphed into a setting ripe for indigestion—and fear. The political conversation was halted by the men at the table, but it was too late to assuage Susannah’s anxiety. Words once spoken cannot be retrieved.

 

So when you gather with your family and friends this holiday, try to be sensitive to others who may be grieving, be careful to avoid distressing political talk, and by all means, keep a sense of humor if and when embarrassing moments occur. And if your family is anything like the Lowe’s, something unexpected can always happen!

Happy Thanksgiving!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Remembering Veterans Old and Young

November 11, 2013 by emcoop 2 Comments

 

As we remember the untold numbers of veterans who have lost their lives defending America as well as those who still defend her, let us honor them today on Veterans Day.

 

 

From those who fought with ancient weapons…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To the warriors of recent days…

 

May we NEVER forget the sacrifice they made and STILL make…

 

 

 

 

 

 

To KEEP this the LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE.

 

Freedom is not free.

Remembering Bethany

October 20, 2013 by emcoop 11 Comments

Today, October 20th, 2013, marks the tenth anniversary of our daughter Bethany’s Homecoming. Not a college homecoming event, mind you. It was her final homecoming to heaven.

The discovery of her brain tumor shortly after her 23rd Birthday was a shock, to say the least. Months of treatment followed. Our lives were flung into a pit of despair, exhaustion, and grief, while our desperate faith clung to the hem of God’s garment as He said to us, “Trust me.” And we did. And we still do.

God never promised that our lives would be without sorrow or challenges that would feel much worse than a blow with a two by four. But He did promise He would never leave us or forsake us.

While many of my friends and even distant relatives only know Bethany as “my daughter who died from a brain tumor,” she was so much more.

 

Bethany and I, a year before we knew about the cancer
Bethany and I, a year before we knew about the cancer

She was the short one in the family, nearly a foot shorter than her older brother, Ben. But Bethany had what I always described as a “tall personality,” with more spunk and determination than all the rest of us put together.

When she was only two-years-old, her Daddy taught her the Shel Silverstein poem about a Polar Bear in the Frigidaire. The words still play in my mind as I can envision her rise to her full, midget-like stature and say the entire poem to amazed listeners. She delighted in the performance!

When her little brother, Nate, was born, she wanted to mother him to the point where I had to intervene. “If you do everything for him, he’ll never learn to do it himself,” I would gently say to her. She backed off—just a bit! The two of them were close their entire lives.

She admired her older brother, Ben, so much. In her last months she told him that she’d be watching him from heaven as he flew his military jet. I overheard her say to him, “I’ll tell everyone up there, ‘Look, there’s my brother!’” She was so proud of his service to our country.

Rather than just remember her as a cancer patient, I love to remember Bethany’s delightful legacy. She was a defender of the weak, a friend to the friendless, a comforter to the elderly in nursing homes, a brilliant student, a hilarious jokester, a believer in Jesus Christ, and as genuine a person as they come.

Daisies: Bethany's Favorite Flower
Daisies: Bethany’s Favorite Flower

Her writing awed and amazed me. She dreamed of being a writer but those dreams were not in God’s plans.

I never dreamed that I would carry on her hoped-for legacy by becoming an author. I wish that she could have become the writer instead. But our ways are not God’s ways.

Bethany’s favorite Bible verse was Jeremiah 29:11: “’For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’”

Reading that verse on her tombstone, her brother Ben said, “In a way, God did take care of her future by bringing her home to Him in heaven.”

Indeed. And someday we can all be united again in the heavenly realm. That is our ultimate hope—our ultimate joy as we remember my daughter, Bethany, on this day of her Homecoming Anniversary.

 

 

Less Than a Week to LAUNCH!

October 17, 2013 by emcoop Leave a Comment

Book launch for Fields of the Fatherless is less than one week away! Next Tuesday, all systems will be “GO!” at Amazon!

I have been so blessed by the reviews that pre-readers are posting at Goodreads. Here are a few snippets:

 

Elaine Marie Cooper has done a great job in Fields of the Fatherless portraying the culture and events of the time. While the main characters and their stories are fictional, many of the events and places which served as the basis for the story did occur.

Elaine takes us directly into the emotions of fear and disbelief as Betsy’s world is turned upside down by war. Her emotions show her both honest and strong as she faces an uncertain future forever shaped by what she witnesses. Struggling to make sense of the horrors of war, she discovers a truth greater than death and hating.

—  Angela Meyer, Author of Where Hope Starts

 

 

What I experienced in reading Fields of the Fatherless was an engrossing, heart-wrenching read with characters that grabbed my heart and a wonderful historical tale, suitable to be shared with the entire family, the sort of book grandmothers can confidently pass on to their granddaughters.

What makes this story special is that it is based upon true accounts of an actual battle and its aftermath in the small village of Menotomy, Massachusetts, at the start of the Revolutionary War. Ms. Cooper makes history come alive in a first person account told through the eyes of real-life Betsy Russell. Betsy was a teenager when this significant, but little told, battle in our country’s fight for independence took place, and she makes for an endearing character.

— Lisa Norato, Author of Prize of my Heart

 

 

Elaine Cooper captures the essence of what it was like to live during the opening days of the Revolutionary War. Her research about this little known battle takes the reader to Betsy’s side as she sees horrors, love, and a personal journey of hatred and forgiveness in this amazing story. Fields of the Fatherless is a snapshot of history everyone should read.

                                                                        —  Peter Leavell, Author of Gideon’s Call

 

 

 

 

You can Pre-order Felds of the Fatherless by clicking here.

 

 

 Or join me for my book launch on Facebook, Tuesday, October 22. It’s all online so no travel necessary!

Click here  for Facebook Launch Page.

Preface to “Fields of the Fatherless”

October 13, 2013 by emcoop 5 Comments

Fields of the Fatherless is the story of the beginning of the American Revolution in Menotomy Village, Massachusetts. While fiction, it is filled with facts. And it reveals that there is much about that first day of the War that many are not aware.

While the sacrifice of the few who fell in Lexington and Concord is written about in our history books, the worst battle took place in Menotomy as the British troops withdrew to Boston. By the time the King’s Army reached Menotomy, just six miles from Boston, they were exhausted, angry, and out of control. The brutal onslaught that occurred in my hometown—for this is the town I grew up in—brought more casualties on both sides than anywhere else that fateful day. It was a story from our history that begged to be told.

Here is the preface from Fields of the Fatherless.

 

Preface

 April 19, 1775

 

 

Betsy Russell could not discern if the sweat on her palms was from her own fear or from the intensity of Anna’s pain. Either source seemed a sufficient cause of the slippery pool of moisture.

Betsy, the only daughter of Jason Russell, trembled at the events occurring outside on the nearby road as well as in the birthing room. She intertwined her fingers with those of her sister-in-law so tightly that Anna’s labor pains seemed to course through her own arms.

Anna screamed as a contraction gripped her swollen belly. Betsy clung to her as if she could take away the pain with the pressure of her grip. But before the pain ebbed, another sonorous blast of cannon fire echoed from hundreds of rods down the hill. The concussion reverberated throughout the house, and the walls shuddered along with the women’s nerves. Even the midwife, normally a pillar of calm, turned pale.

Betsy desperately fought back fearful tears.

Why did Father not come with us?

She remembered his comforting hand on her shoulder the night he first said he was meeting with the patriot committee. He smiled at her then. All seemed as it should be with the world. But that seemed so long ago…

Another round of explosives elicited uncontrollable shivering.

Where is he now when I need his reassuring presence? Dear Lord, protect him.

The women in the room jumped when an enormous volley of musket fire rattled from the direction of Concord Road. Betsy doubted the pain-filled screams she heard were only in her imagination.

Father in heaven, this cannot be happening. How did we get to this terrible place? Dear Lord…help us.

 

 

Fields of the Fatherless releases October 22. To pre-order a copy, click here. 

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