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currently has a pair of books on the Christian Bookseller's llist. "Leota's
Garden" is at #1 on the General Contemporary Fiction list. Two spots
behind sits "And The Shofar Blew."
Francine began her literary career at the University of Nevada, Reno, where
she graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree in English and Journalism. From
1976 to 1985, she had a successful writing career in the general market and
her books were awarded or nominated for numerous awards and prizes.
Although raised in a religious home, Francine did not truly encounter
Christ until later in life, when she was already a wife, mother of three,
and an established romance novelist. Shortly after becoming a born-again
Christian in 1986, Francine wrote "Redeeming Love" as her statement
of faith. First published by Bantam Books, and then re-released by Multnomah
Publishers in the mid- 1990s, this retelling of the biblical story of Gomer
and Hosea set during the time of the California Gold Rush is now considered
a classic work of Christian fiction and continues to be one of the Christian
Booksellers Association's top-selling titles; it has held a spot on the
Christian bestseller list for nearly a decade.
Since "Redeeming Love," Francine has published more than 20 novels
with Christian themes - all bestsellers- and she has continued to win both
industry acclaim and reader loyalty around the globe. Her Christian novels
have been awarded or nominated for numerous awards including the RITA Award,
the Christy Award, the ECPA Gold Medallion, and the Holt Medallion in Honor
of Outstanding Literary Talent.
In 1997, after winning her third RITA award for Inspirational Fiction,
Francine was inducted into the Romance Writers' of America Hall of Fame. In
2007, the feature-length film version of her novel "The Last Sin Eater"
was released in theaters by Fox Faith. In March 2010, Francine
officially became a New York Times bestselling author, when "Her Mother's
Hope" debuted at #12 on the hardcover fiction bestsellers lists. The
sequel, "Her Daughter's Dream," debuted at #12 on the same list just
6 months later, in September, 2010.
Francine's novels have been translated into nearly thirty different
languages and she enjoys best-seller status in many foreign countries
including Germany, The Netherlands, and South Africa.
Francine and her husband Rick live in Northern California and enjoy the
time spent with their three grown children and every opportunity to spoil
their five grandchildren. She uses her writing to draw closer to the Lord,
and that through her work she might worship and praise Jesus for all He has
done and is doing in her life.
Read another feature from our
E-Blast Newsletter on Francine Rivers
on her new book, The Masterpiece -
By Francine Rivers
My father's birthday was on the Ides of March.
He had heart problems from childhood due to rheumatic fever, but ended up
dying of liver cancer when he was 71 years old. That seemed young to me when
it happened, even more so now that I'm approaching 70. I thought I'd have
more time with him. It seemed unfair, but then life can often feel that way.
Dad was always busy. In today's vernacular, he would have been called a
"Week-end Warrior," building our home from the ground up and remodeling,
putting in backyard water features and terraces, planting an orchard of
walnut trees. Dad and Mom worked side-by-side, not just on week-ends, but
after work Monday through Friday.
They also believed in playtime and saved up their days off so they could
lengthen their once-a-year vacation time and take me and my brother to
National Parks all over the country - by tent in the early years, then a
small trailer, and later a larger one as we grew up. A couple times a year,
they took a break and we went to the coast to camp at Pigeon Point or Dillon
Beach. Dad loved to fish, and wherever we went, there had to be a place to
cast his line; ocean, lake or stream.
Dad also believed everyone should serve their community in some capacity.
Being a "public servant" was/is a high-calling. Married with child on the
way, he joined the Army and was a medic in the third wave on D-day. It was
important to Dad to serve his country, and later, his community as a police
officer. My brother enlisted during the Vietnam War, and I thought about
becoming a Marine after college graduation - but married one instead.
My parents believed in family dinners, and we gathered every evening at
6:00 p.m. for a four-square meal. We sat and talked, sometimes argued, about
all kinds of topics. We debated every topic under the sun, sometimes at high
volume and interrupting one another (the same way news anchors do today).
Church was important to my dad, and he made sure we all went every
Sunday. My parents walked a narrow, moral line, but that didn't mean
everyone else did. The church split twice, and there were several squabbles
that left rifts in the congregation. Despite egregious problems, Dad and Mom
stuck with the church because they understood people, even Christians, sin,
and church is family. You don't give up on people you love.
I left the church for years. Whenever we'd get together, Dad and I would
talk - and argue - and talk some more. We both tended to get on our soap
boxes. He was a Presbyterian elder and I was born-again in a small
non-denominational-evangelical church. We locked horns at times because we
were alike; passionate in our beliefs, opinionated, always on fire about
something. He didn't always understand me, nor I him.
In the end, none of that mattered. The last time our family gathered,
knowing he didn't have long on this earth, we talked, laughed and cried
together. I told him I loved him, and I still do. Politics and religion
aside, Dad and I shared what was most important: Jesus is our Lord and
Savior. Our Redeemer is at the center of both our lives. And love is
Stained Glass Mosaic
By Francine Rivers
The theme of the
International Christian Alliance on Prostitution this year was "Beauty,"
beauty that restores, refreshes, revives, reconciles and recreates. "You
shall be a crown of beauty in the hands of the Lord." It fit perfectly with
my WIP, a story of brokenness and redemption, and communication through art.
One of the presenters, Rev. Mylinda Baits, from Washington State,
offered a wonderful lesson. She found three large discarded wooden windows
with peeling paint and broken hinges, along with a ruined stain-glass
window. She broke the larger pieces of colored glass into smaller ones and
laid them out on tables so that each of us could pick one. We needed to be
careful in handling the pieces because they had very sharp edges.
Even so, we carried our piece around for a full day before placing it
into a swirling design of smooth blue pieces and a few "jewels". A thin
layer of glue kept it in place. Most of us took our time before putting the
shards of glass. It looked like a jumbled mess.
The final stage of the project was mixing the grout and applying it to
hold the pieces in place. Not a pretty sight. The process took careful
handling, patience and time because the pieces were still sharp, very
fragile and the grout would take time to cure.
On the last day, the shades of the auditorium were lowered, the thick
veil taken away and the three now-hinged windows and the glory revealed.
What a wonderful lesson about how God works.
Beauty is often hidden away in what the world throws away. If something
is broken, why go to the trouble to repair it? Thankfully, God doesn't see
us that way. He lifts the broken child struggling to survive, in pain,
longing for hope. We're all broken in a thousand ways, but in Christ, we
become whole - and part of the whole. One small piece carefully placed so that
light flows through radiant with color, a single piece necessary to the
beauty of the whole.
God makes beauty from ashes. He created us for His good purpose out of
His great love. No matter how broken we are, no matter the life we've lead
or the lies we've believed, the truth is God can restore, refresh, revive,
reconcile and recreate us through Christ Jesus our Lord.
"The Scribe: Silas,
Sons of Encouragement Series #5"
"The Prophet: Amos, Sons of
Encouragement Series #4"
Velasco is a
with a mansion
of Los Angeles,
the outside, he
appears to have
money, women and
from his past
Grace Moore is a
single mom who
was in a
dreams. She is
secrets of her
own. She will
never lose sight
of her dreams again.When the
on How God
God in a
proof of his
love is all
and a ribbon
was once a place
of beauty, where
thrived. It was
her refuge from
the deep wounds
inflicted by a
where she knelt
before a loving
God and prayed
for the children
is alone, her
in ruins. All
her efforts to
and she voices
her despair to a
her only friend.
Then God brings
a wind of change
means: one, a
who thinks he
has all the
hoped to know.
But can the
before she runs
out of time?
In the Old
people to action
with the blast
of the shofar, a
ram's horn. He
still calls His
Paul Hudson is
what cost? When
the call to
church, he had
no idea what to
expect. But it
didn't take long
for Paul to turn
up, way up, and
going so well.
If only his
could see it
that way. Still,
he tries not to
let her quiet
But Eunice knows
isn't right . .
. and it hasn't
been for a long
"Her Mother's Hope"