A 28-year-old dream came true last week. I opened a box containing my published novel.
My book, “Freeing Colt,” is the story of Colt Beretta, a young man who awakens inside a prison his alcoholic, abusive father created--a corn crib on their dilapidated farm.
Determined to free himself from his life of fear, Colt escapes and begins a new life, a life of healing and transformation through therapy, friendship, music, and a relationship with Jesus that forever alters the course of his future.
Relationships with friends and a musical mentor shape Colt into a man whose kindness and courage inspire those around him to see God at work in all circumstances.
My prayer from day one has been that God will use Colt’s story to inspire hope and change readers’ lives. I believe He will.
I’m planning a speaking ministry that shares my story, one that indirectly inspired Colt’s journey, an inspiring message seasoned with scripture and music. I will have a book table available at all my speaking engagements.
If you’d like to buy an autographed copy of my book, you have several options. You could email me at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. or visit my Facebook pages, Christy Moore Lindsay or Christy Lindsay, Author. You can also buy a copy at one of my speaking events, once they’re scheduled. I’ll let you know my speaking schedule in a future column.
If you’d prefer to order online, please visit booklocker.com, and enter the code FreeingColt10off to receive a 10% discount. BookLocker’s shipping is remarkably fast. I ordered books on a Saturday and received them the following Tuesday. It’s available as an ebook on booklocker.com, too.
You can also buy from barnesandnoble.com and booksamillion.com as of this writing. It’s on Amazon, too, but they’re charging seven dollars more for my book than the other sites. No idea why.
And please visit my new website, christylindsayauthor.com, where you can read the first chapter for FREE, buy my book, and read my blog posts. They’re a lot like my column, and I think you’ll enjoy them. Thanks in advance for your support!
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As I write it’s snowing and beautiful. If eyes could talk, they’d say, “Beautiful!” But my mouth says, “Shoot! Now I have to join the gym again.” I have to spend money so I can walk instead of simply using the roads my gas tax pays for.
I’d be better off saying, “Thank God I have another option. I’m blessed to have a gym in my community that allows month-to-month memberships. Many gyms require annual memberships. I’ll get to walk in a warm room instead of in freezing air. And the treadmill’s belt will be dry. The roads will be snowy and icy.”
I’ve always struggled with negative thinking. Some may call it realism; others call it pessimism. When I was in junior high, I used to tell myself if I expected the worst, I’d never be disappointed. Good grief!
Lately I’ve been praying as if what I desire has already happened. For example, I’ll pray, “Thank you, Lord, for the reading audience you already established for my book.”
I’m trying to remember that what I say matters, not just to me and those around me, but to God. He wants me to speak words of faith. Challenge accepted, Lord.
Fallowfield United Methodist Church volunteers made chicken pies on February 29, 2020, to raise money for missions. This annual fund raiser by the United Methodist Women always draws dozens of willing bakers who add shredded white and dark chicken and homemade gravy into a flaky, biscuit-type crust to create a decadent, hearty meal. Each pie costs $12 and comes with a quart of gravy. Gravy makers start their morning around 5 a.m.
I want to tell you, these pies make for a heavy meal. Whoo! I mean they put on sweatpants and lie down afterward kind of meal. And to think that we once sold our pies at full-on meals at the Odd Fellows’ Hall in Atlantic.
Picture a plate with a piece of chicken pie (we cut eight-inch pies into five huge pieces), homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, homemade vinegary coleslaw, applesauce, and a roll. Add a piece of homemade fruit or cream pie to that, and you’ve got a 5,000-calorie meal. If we plowed fields and scrubbed kitchen floors like our grandparents, we could pull off that kind of meal. But now? Uh-uh. That’s a meal that’d take me up a pants size.
Pies will be made on March 14, 2020, as well. We typically make between 500 and 600 pies. Gross profits will be distributed among missionaries and charities later this year.
Have a wonderful week. Blessings!