Jan Karon
Jan Karon
Jan Karon is an American novelist who writes for both adults and young readers. She is the author of the New York Times-bestselling Mitford novels, featuring Father Timothy Kavanagh, an Episcopalian priest, and the fictional village of Mitford. Her most recent Mitford novel, Come Rain or Come Shine, debuted at #1 on the New York Times Bestseller List. She has been designated a lay Canon for the Arts in the Episcopal Diocese of Quincyby Keith Ackerman, Episcopal Bishop of Quincy,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
CountryUnited States of America
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Paul said in the second epistle...the time is coming when people will not put up with sound doctrine...they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own desires, and will turn from the truth and wander away to myths.
I live in a village where people still care about each other, largely.
So many people don't know that God loves them. They feel, 'Why would God love me? Why would He be interested in me?
As long as you have any floor space at all, you have room for books! Just make two stacks of books the same height, place them three or four feet apart, lay a board across them, and repeat. Viola! Bookshelves!
I made real sacrifices and took big risks. But living, it seems to me, is largely about risk.
Writing is a way of processing our lives. And it can be a way of healing.
Bottom line, wasn’t life itself a special occasion?
Food is a great way of communicating,
Let's just say that I was raised by my grandparents.
And it can be a way of healing.
Love is an actual need, an urgent requirement of the heart, he read aloud from an old essay on marriage that he found in his files.Every properly constituted human being who entertains an appreciation of loneliness...and looks forward to happiness and content feels the necessity of loving. Without it, life is unfinished...
Sometimes you have to gag on fancy before you can appreciate plain ...
Sometimes you have to gag on fancy before you can appreciate plain, th' way I see it. For too many years, I ate fancy, I dressed fancy, I talked fancy. A while back, I decided to start talkin' th' way I was raised t' talk, and for th' first time in forty years, I can understand what I'm sayin'.
When the trees and the power lines crashed around you, when the very roof gave way above you, when the light turned to darkness and water turned to dust, did you call on Him? When you called on Him, was He somewhere up there, or was He as near as your very breath?