Thursday, July 5, 2018

Where do you want your name to appear?

By Ada Brownell

My name became public when I was 15 and wrote ideas for a national youth magazine. Other publications soon printed stories with my byline and later it appeared almost every day in a newspaper with more than 50,000 circulation. Now with the internet and my blog, my name goes throughout the world.

What about your name? It first appeared on your birth certificate and a tiny wristband.

For the most part, your name reflects who you are and what you do. For instance, Joseph is remembered today, several thousand years after he lived, because of the great man of God he became.

That brings us to an important book where you want your name to appear--the Book of Life, the “Who’s Who” of who is going to live forever in heaven.

Jesus told his disciples to rejoice that their names were written in heaven (Luke 10:20). The last book of the Bible, Revelation, has multiple references to the “Book of Life.”

Our names are written there when we make a decision to believe Jesus rose from the dead, repent of our sins and accept the redemption and abundant life, Jesus promised (Romans 10:9.

That’s when your name becomes special.

"If anyone's name was not found written in the book of life, he was thrown into the lake of fire" (Revelation 20:15).

Monday, June 11, 2018

Why Do I Worship Him? Guest post by June Foster

Why do I worship Him?

By June Foster

I gazed at the cloudy sky and pondered the question. A simple question yet profound. Why?

I worship Him because He created me and gave me eternal life. I had a beginning, but He didn't. He's always been. He's the great I am. He lives in unapproachable light.

I worship Him because He's perfect. I can trust Him and He doesn't change. He'll always lead me in the Way of Truth if I'll only listen and wait for Him.

I worship Him because He is Deity. There is no one else like him. No one more powerful or able. No one more loving or gracious. No one more merciful.

Though I am a flawed, sinful person, I worship Him because He opened a Way to His presence. In myself, I can never please Him, but God doesn't see my sins any longer. Jesus is the Way. God sent Him as a substitute, to received the punishment I deserve.

I worship Him because when I leave this earth, it's only the beginning. I will spend all eternity in His presence. In delight, in joy, and in worship. And how long will that be? I can't fathom it. I just know it is for all eternity.

As I pondered these thoughts, it became more clear. I attend church generally every Sunday and Wednesday and the reason is clear. I worship One who has made all the difference.

"For God so loved the world, He gave His only son. That whoever believes in Him will not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16.

Summary for A Home for Fritz

All Brooke Cantrell wants is two weeks to live Brooke Radcliff's life. But the one person who knows the truth resides in the room next to hers at Sunlight Peaks Guest Ranch. When Brooke falls in love with the handsome wrangler who works on the ranch, will her employer's daughter tell him the truth Brooke hides?

Garrett Bowman has finally found peace under Wyoming skies at Sunrise Peaks Guest Ranch. Never again will he return to the demanding corporate life in Seattle, Washington. But will the guests recognize him from the incriminating newspaper and magazine articles eighteen months ago?

When Garrett's dog, Fritz, is in grave danger, an intriguing guest helps Garrett get his golden doodle to the vet. As Fritz heals, he whines and begs until he can lay his head in Brooke Radcliff's comfortable lap. Fritz has fallen in love, but so has Garrett.

If Garrett discovers Brook's secret, will he walk away from her?

If Brooke learns Garrett's true identify, will she turn from him like all the others?


An award-winning author, June Foster is a retired teacher with a BA in education and MA in counseling. Her characters find themselves in tough situations but overcome through God's power and the Word. She writes edgy topics wrapped in a good story. To date, she's seen seventeen contemporary romances and several short stories published. Find June online at

Saturday, June 9, 2018


By Ada Brownell

I stared out the kitchen window of my mobile home looking at the pile of uranium tailings and shacks that sheltered various aspects of the small mill.

Down the dirt road was the acid plant. As I washed dishes at the sink, I hated Thompson, Utah, a tiny town on the desert populated with 100 people, but a metropolis of rattlesnakes and rabbits. There were a few comfortable homes but more dilapidated buildings, a schoolhouse, a motel, hotel and three bars. The only place to buy groceries was in the bars.

My husband, a telegraph operator for the Denver & Rio Grande Western Railroad, had been “bumped.” That’s how we left our church in Fruita and the large extended family in the area around Grand Junction, Colo., and became stranded in a world surrounded by sagebrush, cactus and blowing dirt—and no friends.

Mama had passed away six months earlier. After raising eight kids of his own, Daddy married a woman he had just met and none of us knew. She had two teen-age children.

My husband and I discussed our loneliness. The whole town seemed to gather in the bars on weekends while we sat at home. Who would care if we turned our backs on the Lord? My brothers and sisters had careers and families of their own. We had been driving 38 miles to a Moab, Utah, church and as yet hadn’t met anyone who seemed to care about us.

Have you ever felt no one cares about you? Three things helped me when I dropped into that pit.

            I remembered God in the past.

            A special relationship started for me when I learned “Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible tells me so” as a toddler about the time my family came to the Lord. Although it’s a children’s song, the truth never changes.

            During my teens God set my soul on fire with the Holy Spirit. I prayed privately every day, studied the Word, and a burden for souls took hold of me. I was elected president of the youth group at age 15.

            I knew God loved me and had a plan for my life, and I believed He did the same for others.       The youth group grew and prospered, but my work there came to an end when I got married and we moved.

            God reminded me He is in the present, too.

            Jeremiah, known as “the weeping prophet,” was so sorrowful one of his books in the Bible is named “Lamentations.” Jeremiah wrote, “This is why I weep and my eyes overflow with tears. No one is near to comfort me, no one to restore my spirit” (Lamentations 1:16).

            Often when we are discouraged our problems loom larger than they are, or we forget our all-powerful, all-knowing, ever-present loving God.

             It was good for me to remember Jeremiah whom God lifted and set his feet on higher ground. The wonderful hymn “Great is Thy Faithfulness,” was inspired by Jeremiah’s writings. He wrote: “Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, and his compassions never fail. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:22-23).

            So I remember God has been faithful until this day and I thank Him because He will be faithful tomorrow.

            In Thompson, God touched my heart and I asked Him to send me a helper. He sent a fine Christian woman my age to town within a week and we started a Sunday school in the school house. Before she died, my mother had given me a box full of Sunday school materials.

Before long, we made friends in Moab. Interesting our closest buddies were new to Moab, and were searching for friends also.

 God was in the present, but I was reminded God is in my future, too.

When we read the Word we realize God will be with us forever. He said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you” (Deuteronomy 31:6 and Hebrews 13:5).

            We know God has an exciting future for us. He’s preparing a home in heaven (John 14), and the first thing he’s going to do after He catches away the church is celebrate with a big dinner (See Revelation 19:9).

            We will have new bodies for the occasion according to 2 Corinthians 5:4: While we live in these earthly bodies, we groan and sigh, but it’s not that we want to die and get rid of these bodies that clothe us. Rather, we want to put on our new bodies so that these dying bodies will be swallowed up by life.”

            The experience in Thompson is years ago now, but God taught a valuable lesson. God was with me yesterday, He’s with me today, and will be in all my tomorrows.

Saturday, May 26, 2018


I always wish I was in San Jose, Calif. on Memorial Day. That's where our beautiful daughter Carolyn Brownell Coney is buried. Yet I rejoice. Jesus said, "Who ever lives and believes in me will never die." (John 11:26). She's been with Jesus since she was 31, and when the trumpet sounds and Jesus returns, she will be united with her body-- changed--in a moment in a twinkling of an eye. And we who are alive and remain will be caught up together with her and others coming from the graves and meeting Jesus in the air! What a day that will be! (See 1 Thessalonians 4:16-18).

Saturday, May 19, 2018



An excerpt from the book, IMAGINE THE FUTURE YOU

By Ada Brownell

 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walks about, seeking whom he may devour” 1 Peter 5:8.

A high school human sexuality teacher who is a Christian did this experiment for me in a class I taught at our church’s Dunamis Academy.

She gave paper and pencils to everyone. Before class, she marked an X on the back of one of the papers, but none of the kids knew it. She instructed students to shake hands with other teens and have them sign each other’s papers. They shook hands and gathered signatures for five minutes, and then returned to their seats.

“Turn your papers over and see if there is an X on the back,” she told them. A girl found the X and raised her hand.

The teacher told her to stand up. “She has Virus X. Who signed her paper?”

Five hands went up, and those kids stood.

“Now these five have the virus. Who signed their papers?” Four more got out of their seats, also contaminated by the fictional “virus.”

Six more admitted their fate.

Eventually all remaining students were “infected.”

“This is how sexually transmitted diseases spread,” the teacher said. “When you have sex with someone, you are essentially going to bed with every person that individual had sex with, because once a sexually transmitted disease is shared, it is contagious until the disease is cured—if the disease has a cure. You might be intimate with only one person but be exposed to multiple diseases.”

Some STDs, such as herpes, cause severe misery and are incurable, but they don’t kill. But the HIV-AIDS virus isn’t the only one that kills. Both hepatitis B and C affect the liver and can take your life. Human papilloma virus (genital warts) sometimes causes cervical cancer. Chlamydia and gonorrhea, left untreated, can affect joints and heart valves and cause pelvic inflammatory disease, infertility, and even blindness.

 A story by Lawrence K. Altman published in the New York Times on March 12, 2008, said the first national study of four common sexually transmitted diseases among girls and young women found that one in four is infected with at least one of the diseases.


 But the federal study could have pointed out three out of four do not have the disease. I imagine a large number of them were virgins.

When my husband and I were married, couples took blood tests to check for STDs. When a virgin discovered she was set to marry someone affected with a disease, there was time to call off the wedding. Of course, my husband and I had nothing to worry about, and the test came out negative.

I would guess in my day most of us were virgins, and I knew my beautiful white satin gown testified to that fact.

According to Kelsey McIntyre in From Times Past, white has been accepted as the preferred wedding dress color since Queen Victoria married her cousin Albert of Saxe-Coburg in 1840. Godey’s Lady’s Book in 1849 reported, “Custom has decided, from the earliest ages, that white is the most fitting hue, whatever may be the material. It is an emblem of the purity and innocence of girlhood and the unsullied heart she now submits to the chosen one.”

A wedding gown probably is the most beautiful dress most women wear in their lives. Even the least expensive are exquisite.

Young men, too, probably will never be more handsome than the day they stand at the altar waiting in a tuxedo for the beautiful bride.

Children often like to play “bride and bridegroom,” and during their growing years, many girls dream of the day when they walk down the church aisle, dressed in white, as the wedding march fills the sanctuary.

In 1953, about half of all women were married by age twenty, and half of all men by age twenty-two. In 2002, the average age for the bride was twenty-five and bridegroom age twenty-seven.

Today, thousands of couples are living together without being married, and multitudes of young women give birth to babies without being married. In addition, approximately fifty million babies have been killed by abortion in the United States since abortion became legal in 1973.

Something happened. A large number of young men don’t bend a knee and extend a tiny box containing a diamond and ask their beloved to marry them. Instead, many just want to rush the girls off to bed somewhere and perhaps live together.

Some folks blame the lack of finances and needing to wait to earn a college education as the reason to delay marriage, but it doesn’t make sense. You can get a marriage license for a few bucks. A pastor will marry you for free, but it’s customary to pay him one hundred dollars or so. A couple can live cheaper than two single people, and you can get your education after marriage. I did. Thousands of people earn their degrees later, and most of the people did from generations before us.

But there is something else—and it’s huge. Young women and men are giving away their virginity as if they are dropping a penny on the sidewalk and leaving it there. Guys who already have a sexual relationship with a woman won’t hurry to get married. A woman who gives away her virginity before marriage risks never being married—especially to him!



Ada Brownell has been writing for Christian publications since age 15 and spent much of her life as a daily newspaper reporter. She has a B.S. degree in Mass Communications and worked most of her career at The Pueblo Chieftain in Colo., where she spent the last seven years as a medical writer. After moving to Springfield, MO in her retirement, she continues to free lance for Christian publications and write non-fiction and fiction books.

She has been married to her husband, Lester, for 64 years.

Twitter: @adellerella
Blog: Stick to Your Soul Encouragement
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A motivational Bible study by Ada Brownell
Ready or not, you’re going into your future.
If you continue to do what you do now, what kind of future will you have? This Bible study will help you discover evidence for faith in God; how to look and be your best; who can help; interesting information about dating, love and marriage; choosing a career; how to deposit good things into your brain you can spend; and how to avoid hazards that jeopardize a successful life on earth and for eternity, all mingled with true stories that can make you smile.
Review:  How I would have loved to sit at Mrs. Brownell's knee when I was a teen. This wholesome book resounds with sage, Godly advice and could be picked up again and again as needs arise. Worthwhile for parents too. Much fodder for family discussion.
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Wednesday, May 9, 2018


By Ada Brownell

Last week during the free days arranged by Elk Lake Publishing Inc. on Amazon, readers picked up 1,445 copies of The Lady Fugitive, the first book in my Peaches and Dreams series.

Readers are interested in the sequel, Peach Blossom Rancher, which isn't free but it's worth every cent of the $3.95 cost.

Often other authors ask where I did my research on that book. The Lady Fugitive is based on my maternal grandparents on things I heard they did and experienced, but it's not  a true historical. I knew about some major points in their lives, but when information is handed down from
generation to generation not everybody agrees about what happened, and what is or isn't true. Plus author often take license and invent things they know aren't true.

In contrast, the sub-plot of Peach Blossom Rancher grew out of my experience covering the Colorado Mental Health Institute at Pueblo, a former asylum, on my beat as a reporter for The Pueblo Chieftain.

Yet it's still fiction. The characters never lived. Yet some of the factual information about how people were diagnosed as being imbeciles in the early 1900s, where the story is set, comes from data supplied to me by that mental hospital.

The main plot occurs on a peach/horse ranch, with which I am familiar because I worked in that setting in my teens and I worked in a packing shed. Yet research came in on how to bring a neglected orchard back to its former glory. I needed more information on horses, too.

Mental illness comes in when the woman the rancher hopes to marry decides to help one of her father's law associates take an asylum to court because of misdiagnoses.

But then, as with all plots, complications happen. John Lincoln Parks, the rancher, stumbles over a body in his barn and he's jailed for murder, a neighbor rancher thinks she's in love with John, the woman John wants to marry decides to go back to practicing law. Throw in a big sow and a bunch of little pigs, overcrowded rabbit hutches, a kid who is a bundle of laughs, and two wonderful black servants who inspire, love, and encourage John and the whole family.

Will John be able to restore the ranch? Will those wrongfully diagnosed as insane be released? Will he find a wife?

Get Peach Blossom Rancher. 

Friday, April 27, 2018


The Lady Fugitive

By Ada Brownell

How does a respected elocutionist become a face on a wanted poster?

In 1908 Jenny Louise Parks, 17, escapes from the coal bin, and her abusive uncle offers a handsome reward for her return. Because he is a judge, he will find her or he won’t inherit her parents’ ranch.

Determination to remain free grips Jenny, especially after she meets William O’Casey and there’s a hint of romance. But while traveling around the country peddling household goods and showing one of the first Passion of the Christ moving pictures, William discovers his father’s brutal murder.

Will Jenny avoid the bounty hunters? Can she forgive the person who turns her in?

2015 Laurel Award runner-up. Published by Elk Lake Publishing, a new small Christian traditional publisher.

#Review The Lady Fugitive. You’ll laugh, bite your nails; wish you had a gun to help. Available from Amazon in paper or e-book.

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