Christopher Hopper releases The White Lion Chronicles on ebook!

Posted: February 25th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: Book Reviews, My Thoughts, Writing | No Comments »

Rise of the Dibor - The White Lion Chronicles by Christopher HopperAuthor (and friend) Christopher Hopper has released his White Lion Chronicles on ebook! I loved this coming of age story which follows a group of youths chosen to protect their kingdom from impending doom from an evil they never knew existed.  Though written for the young adult audience, the writing and story were on par with any adult Christian fiction you would pick up. I found several spiritual truths along the way, and the presentation was impeccable.

All three books are available, so there’s no waiting a year for the next installment. I for one will be re-reading them on my Kindle.  A few links:

Christopher’s blog, Buy the Kindle version, Buy at Smashwords


You Simply Love

Posted: February 20th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: Videos | No Comments »

You simply love by Pillar“You simply love, despite all the stupid things I’ve done…”

One of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands (despite their poor showing at “Dying to Live” a few years back.

(Lyrics below video, click the pick to buy at Amazon.)

 

Pillar – Simply (With Lyrics)
Album: Where Do We Go From Here
Year: 2004
Lyrics:
I’ve made it so hard on myself, turning my back on how You felt
Seeing a lie that led me on, leaving a love that did no wrong
That’s what it took for me to say

That You simply love
Despite all the stupid things I’ve done
It’s hard to remember
That You simply love
Even though I know not what I’ve done
It’s hard to remember
That You simply love

I’ve tried to do all this on my own
Not thinking once of what You’ve shown
All that I’ve done has blinded me
To everything that You have for me
I want You to know that I finally see

I don’t know why I can’t understand
I don’t know why I can’t comprehend


I’m At Your Door

Posted: February 11th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: My Thoughts, Writing | 5 Comments »

Here’s a little ditty I wrote yesterday. I hope it makes you think.

I’m At Your Door

I’m exhausted and I don’t have a place to call my own. Home is anywhere I can sleep without being run out or chased away. My last warm meal was a week ago. I was downtown and a couple came out of a restaurant laughing, until the woman saw me. Our eyes didn’t meet at first ‘cause I was focused on the doggie bag in her hand. She pulled her companion over and gave me what was left of their dinner.

I don’t like people’s pity, but I hadn’t eaten in a couple days.

And now here I am, on your porch. It’s a desperate move I know, but that’s what I am: Desperate.

You hear me outside your door.

Footsteps. I hope you don’t yell at me like that last guy.

The door opens and you can see the pain and sorrow in my eyes. You tell me to hold on a minute and close the door. I know it’s too much to ask to come in. On returning, you give me a bowl of something that tastes like heaven, and a blanket which I will take out of sight and sleep with.

I leave the blanket and bowl for a moment before passing out for the night and walk up to the door. I give it a scratch, then a polite “meow.” It’s the only thanks I can give, though I’m sure you didn’t hear it.

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I’m exhausted and I don’t have a place to call my own. Home is anywhere I can sleep without being run out or chased away. My last warm meal was a week ago. I was downtown and a couple came out of a restaurant laughing, until the woman saw me. Our eyes didn’t meet at first ‘cause I was focused on the doggie bag in her hand. She pulled her companion over and gave me what was left of their dinner.

I don’t like people’s pity, but I hadn’t eaten in a couple days.

And now here I am, on your porch. It’s a desperate move I know, but that’s what I am: Desperate.

You hear me outside your door.

Footsteps. I hope you don’t yell at me like that last guy.

The door opens and you can see the pain and sorrow in my eyes.

“Get out of here before I call the cops. Bum!”

“I-I-I just wanted something to eat,” I plea. But I hear you yelling at your kids to go into the other room.

Maybe the next guy will understand. Maybe he will have compassion.

On my way off your porch I see cat sleeping under a bush on a blanket, and an empty bowl at the bottom of the steps.

“Sleep well little buddy,” I say, but he doesn’t wake.


Time for a New World

Posted: February 8th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: My Thoughts, Spirituality | No Comments »

Well, it’s the mark of another year gone by: Time for a new world at the Mooney house. Starting in 2005, every night one of the kids picks a country, and we pray for the people of that country to come to know Christ, and for “the people in cages.” (See my post “The People In Cages“) It’s one way we teach our children that what Jesus did for us affects more than just our town and our county, it affects the world. And in many countries, it’s illegal to even preach the Gospel. We remind them of this so that they never take our right to worship freely for granted.

One day we may not have this privilege, and just maybe they will remember all those times we prayed for persecuted Christians around the world and know that somewhere, in some distant land, in some other language, there are people who don’t know their name, praying that God give them the strength and grace to make it through each day. That in the darkest of dungeons, they can be a shining light that brings glory to God and sets captives free, even while in chains.

We support The Voice of the Martyrs, a group that helps persecuted Christians around the globe (click the map to get to their website). Along with that support comes a newsletter that tells of different people who are currently being jailed, beaten, or otherwise persecuted for their faith. Please consider supporting them.


Review: The Christian Zombie Killers Handbook

Posted: February 2nd, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: Book Reviews | No Comments »

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I’m an “outside-the-box”kind of guy who grew up thinking, “Why be normal, everyone else is?” So when I saw the words “Christian” and “Zombie” in the same title, I had to get it. In “The Christian Zombie Killers Handbook” author Jeff Kinley combines a zombie survival novella with no-holds-barred Bible teaching.

Each chapter is two-part, the first a story episode followed by commentary on how we all carry a type of zombie virus inside of us.

In the story, Ben Forman lives in a world where at any moment a zombie can bite a chunk out of your arm, infecting you with the Z28 virus which turns you into a zombie in minutes. It follows him through various zombie encounters and life-altering interventions mixing love with loss.

The B-side of the chapters is where Kinley gets down and dirty, dealing with that part of us that is a repulsive rotting  corpse in the eyes of God. In a time where many authors paint humanity as inherently good, Kinley calls it like it is; our best is no better than filthy, stinking, zombie flesh. But he doesn’t leave us there, he brings us through how we can be made acceptable to God, and even after that process, our inner zombie will still turn up and take control from time to time.

“The Christian Zombie Killers Handbook” is a great read and very insightful. I give the fictional part 3 of 5 stars , and the non-fiction 3.5. You can read an excerpt here: Zombie Killer’s Handbook

Thanks to Thomas Nelson’s BookSneeze for allowing me to blog-review this book, and providing a copy free of charge.  A positive review is not required.