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July 21, 2008


Entry for April 17, 2008
Ask me Why?
You ask why?
The answer is because.
You ask why I follow this Jesus.
Why I love Him the way I do?
When the world's turned away from His teachings
and the people who serve Him are few.
Define service you, tell me just what you expected me to do.
It's not the rewards I'm after
Or gifts that I hope to receive
It's the Presence that calls for commitment
It's the Spirit I trust and believe.
Works all are good and rewards he will give but don't trust in your own good for salvations from him. The Lord doesn't shelter His faithful
Or spare them all suffering and pain;
Like everyone else I have burdens,
And walk through my share of rain. The pain we all have is absorbed in his side where the spear thrust poured out his water and blood. Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose,
And that joy only Christians have known,
I never know what comes tomorrow,
But I do know I'm never alone. He says that he dwells within us and as long as we follow him he keeps us. It's the love always there when you need it;
It's the words that redeem and inspire,
It's the longing to ever be with Him
That burns in my heart like a fire. The fire in the ashes of a Phoenix reborn the central focus of us all should be the Cross.
So you ask why I love my Lord Jesus.
Well, friend, that's so easy to see
but the one thing that fills me with wonder is
Why Jesus loved someone like you and me. The wonder is that he came and he DID it at all the people eye meet the people that fall would not wait one hour with someone to come. You cannot judge GOD by the people he made some are goats some are bad some are good they are sheep.
Author CharlaX

You're definitely going to Post Falls, Idaho.

A woo-woo type of woman...

Now that's a book title.

dear Rebecca,
i really love your book Navigate, Amelia Earhart's Letters Home
Can you please upload an online readable version for me? and other readers?
i really like your work but im not aloud to buy books off the internet and i cant find it in a book store!
please get back to me on [email protected]
Poppy, 13

Dear Poppy,

Your e-mail absolutely made my day. I'm sorry I can't upload an online readable version, but I hope the book will still be around when you are able to buy books online. Until then, I wish you the very very best and if you're writing I hope you keep going forward with it. It's hard work but well worth it. And read everything you can. You're certainly on the right track.

Warm regards,
Rebecca Loudon

Feb. 9, 2010

Whom is this?

I have been in a bubble the last five years but wish to celebrate RL. I don't recall anything about our correspondence over the years but hope it didn't phase her. The story of her dog eat dog life before the first book was nothing like mine.

Really don't enjoy biting another dog's tail.


Geoff Leone

Are you the Rebeca that used to work at the Red Dot Corp.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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