La Garde de la Croix puts on its party hat June 15th every year and doesn’t take it off till the end of summer. I cannot help but be swept along. One summer, a famous TV personality, a game show host, chose our village for his vacation. All the merchants fluttered about, attributing “best friend” status to him and his entourage. In the midst of all that, he seemed to be a genuinely nice guy.
Val saw him sitting alone in the Place de Mairie on Bastille Day and went over to talk to him. She leaned on the table with one hand and on the back of his chair with the other. Talk went through town like wildfire that she really was his best friend, I mean, look at the way she talked to him. But that’s Val. She doesn’t know any strangers. He said he would dine at her restaurant before his vacation ended.
Writing has been in my blood, so to speak, but when I surren-dered my life to Jesus Christ and He told me to write, all my trepidations rolled away and I began in earnest! After all, if God Almighty says it was His idea that I be a writer, who am I to stand in His way? My hope is that you not only like what I write, but that your life is moved by it, and that your party to Jesus and with Jesus turns your life into days of Heaven on Earth.