Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Saint Patrick ~ A Pirate Tale

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Not many people realize St. Patrick wasn't born in Ireland, in fact he was born in Britain.  Some say he was born into a privileged family with his father being a deacon and minor local official.

It was at the age of 16 Pirates kidnapped him for a ransom and carried him away by ship to Ireland.

He spent six years working as a herdsman and depended upon his faith to see him through; apparently his father didn't pay a ransom for his son.

One night he had a dream which told him a ship was ready to return him to his family.  He escaped his master and found passage to Britain.

He nearly starved and had a second brief captivity before he was reunited with his family.

In the Confessio, his spiritual autobiography he tells of another dream where he's given a letter headed "The Voice of the Irish."  As he read it he seemed to hear a certain company of Irish beseeching him to walk once more among them.

He had doubts of his calling, but in the end did return to Ireland with confidence in the Lord to see him through.

After many years of service, Saint Patrick died in Ireland having fulfilled his calling.

For more amazing facts about Saint Patrick, his faith and his love for the Irish people, check out Encyclopedia Britannica which was the source for most of my information; also My Holiday Ireland St Patrick's Day

Monday, February 16, 2015

Author Leanna Sain's Guest



If you'd like to know a little more about me and my books, today I'm a featured guest on Author Leanna Sain's Blog:

http://leannasain.com/weavers-of-words-wow-presents-sheri-l-swift

I first met her at the Author's on Grayson Street book signing and she became a friend instantly.

I hope you'll stop by and check it out!  ;)

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Happy Valentines ;)


I have to admit, I love Valentines Day.

Not that I believe it's the only occasion to show your significant other affection; because I try and do it everyday.

I just like making an extra special attempt at honoring the man I love in special ways.

If you've ever read any of my posts about him, you know I affectionately call him my Sweetheart.

I don't take him for granted; I know I'm especially blessed with someone who cares the way he does and constantly shows it.

My husband really is my best friend in all the world and I thank God for him and pray for him always.

May you also be blessed with someone to share life with and honor on Valentine's Day.  ;)

Friday, January 30, 2015

Island Dreaming ;)


This time of year in the Blue Ridge everything is stark and grey, the wind is howling and the temperature is falling.  But it's also when I get most of my writing done.

Naturally I do a lot of island dreaming in the winter.  This photo was taken on my last visit to Ocracoke Island; which is my inspiration for Safe Harbor Island in my Mer stories.

This is the Harbor at Ocracoke and I can just imagine Cole down there getting the Bonnie Rose in shape for a long voyage to the South Pacific with his family.

Hope you're staying warm.  Time to get another cup of hot tea and pretend I'm sitting with Rose and Lizzy at the kitchen table.  ;)

Saturday, January 3, 2015

WINTER ~ A Poem





WINTER
Some days are dark and dreary
Mist covers the mountains
Gentle raindrops fall upon my roof
Which then pour like fountains
Snow crunches beneath my feet
On a bright sunny day
Although its cold it becomes hot
I take off my coat to play
The wind can gently blow about
Making it easy to sleep
When blizzards come and howl
They can leave snow so deep
The world seems to slow down a bit
Which is alright with me
I continue writing my stories
Of the sand, surf and sea  ;)

-Sheri L. Swift


Wednesday, December 24, 2014

A BABY INVITATION ;)


Anyone who has ever read any of my stories or some of my poems know I love the night sky.  I love to look at the stars on a dark blue canvas and see the moon in full, half or crescent.

I imagine how much our Creator loves us to give us a nightlight so it will never be completely dark and stars to not only enjoy their loveliness, but to the learned also be a guide.

I guess that's why I love the Christmas story so much.  My husband and I just got through reading one of our favorite Chapters in the Bible: Luke 2, but
especially verses 4-20.

I am always so filled with love that God would send out a baby invitation, not only to the learned scholars who knew how to read the signs, but also to the lowly shepherds.

Believe me, I'm sure the shepherds were learned themselves from keeping watch over sheep during the night to know what the sky looks like and the changing of the seasons.

This was such a special event which would set at least three Kings on a journey in search of the one born beneath that one bright star.

But what amazes me and brings me to tears each time I read these passages is that God cared enough to send His special messengers to invite the least in Bethlehem to witness the birth of His son.

Wow, what a sight to see not only one Angel who told them where to find the baby, but the entire night sky filled with Angels singing, "Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, good will toward men!"

That is my wish this Christmas, that we would all know we've been invited to the party!  ;)

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Finding Joy in the Journey: WISH by Leanna Sain

Finding Joy in the Journey: WISH by Leanna Sain: I've just finished reading WISH by Leanna Sain.  It was delightful with hints of Nancy Drew and Dickens all rolled up into one. I co...