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The short story has taken its place in literature as a distinct genre and can encompass parable, myth, folktale and anecdote. It often speaks simply of important things or, conversely, reveals importance in trivia. Frank O'Connor, an Irish writer of over 150 works, best known for his short stories and memoirs, and whose name is commemorate in the O'Connor International Short Story Award, observed that the short story has never had a hero. This has particular relevance to the short story in South Africa, according to Jean Marquard1, where many of these describe the 'unremarkable struggles of people in a harsh and bureaucratic society.' She goes on to write: 'The reasons for this are historical just as much as they are artistic, since English-speaking South Africa is quintessentially a society without heroes.' The short story writer may not consciously choose his audience - he may be writing for himself or, like Horace, for posterity. His attitude to his reader may be one of condescension or even hostility. He may assume his reader has a liberal education, a sense of humour or, in general terms, someone who is merely seeking entertainment and possibly enlightenment. As a writer of mainly South African non-fiction historical works, my intention with this volume of short stories is to portray something of the life and times of ordinary people in the Cape and beyond; how they coped with the often harsh conditions of their day, and how the events of that time have with some relevance to present-day challenges.
One of the main obstacles of authentic Christianity is the delusion that spiritual growth equals transformation. We become, and then make, disciples who still conform to the patterns of this world without being transformed by the renewal of our minds (Romans 12:2). As Christians we need to be transformed with an ever-increasing capacity to develop a Christ consciousness, not just a Christ theology. We need to be discontent to live a life of spiritual smallness, satisfied to fill our "small containers" week after week without any desire to increase our capacity. This book was birthed in a market square in Tyre, 82 kilometres south of Beirut, Lebanon. It was the Day of Ashura, an annual event where Shia Muslims march through the streets of Beirut's southern suburbs commemorating the killing of Imam Hussein, a grandson of the prophet Muhammad in 680 AD. Although shoppers were doing business as usual there was a sense that security was on high alert. As Westerners we sensed the tension all the more. But it was not the presence of danger that gripped my heart, it was the absence of peace. My thoughts were still captured by the meetings we had the previous day with several Christian leaders from different regions in Syria. They were not refugees. For seven years they have faithfully ministered to the people of their regions through deep despair, severe suffering and extreme sacrifice. Though there were no words left to describe the destruction that millions endured, and are still living with, the message we heard was one of hope, not despair. Without exception the one message they all shared was simply: "THIS IS GOD'S TIME FOR SYRIA!" My faith was challenged. Like the apostles I wanted to cry out "Lord, increase my faith!" (Luke 17:5-6). I realised that the greatest - or one of the greatest - needs of our time is an increase in spiritual CAPACITY. The season we live in demands capacity building and capacity development like never before. NOT an increase in Biblical knowledge. NOT an increase in spiritual leadership. But lives of expanded capabilities to receive, absorb and contain as much of Christ as possible. And what we are able to absorb will eventually determine our output - that which we are able to give out or produce. The larger our capacity to be intimate with Christ, the more we will have the ability to reflect Christ and influence society. This is what this book is all about - a bigger-bottle-belief system to address the opportunities in a season of harvest
A story of betrayal that has taught me to depend on God, the only friend and Father who will never forsake me, and the very same pain, grief and strive has afforded me the opportunity and relationship I longed for as long as I can remember
Blurb: Nothing in life is ever monochrome. I discovered that a long time ago, And with all such lessons, I learned it the hard way. Dark cannot exist without light. Night can't occur without day. Despair can't flourish without hope. I couldn't live without her, She can't survive without me. She was meant to be my protector. It was us against the world. Allies. Partners. Instead, she became my worst fear. I allowed that despair to grow and fester. I let it mar me, then, almost destroy me. I realized something had to give. This time, there is no turning back. When the siren calls to you, You unwillingly answer. Question is... Would I survive the fall?
A race to the last horn. A price on extinction. A man who has nothing to lose. It's been six months since Benjamin Rodd, notorious ex-poacher, was released from an Asian prison. Struggling to piece together his life, he throws caution to the wind and decides to blow his last remaining dollars on a seven day cruise of the Med. Tormented by nightmares which won't let him forget his treacherous past, he meets the spunky Vanda Slade and together they discover that slaughtered rhino's don't always die! Could this be his big chance to get back into the game? ... Or is this his moment of redemption? What will he do, to protect the women he has fallen for? ... And how long will it take him to realize that memory is the worst enemy?
From the USA Today bestselling author, Dani René, comes a dark story that will push all your limits. This isn't your grandmother's romance. It's raw, gritty, and shocking.There is no escapeI never believed in evil. I never thought the devil was real. Until I was stolen.***I knew Satan existed.I was convinced I'd be like him one day.Until my heart was stolen.Would she be the one to set me free?Or will I be the one to steal her life?*This is an extremely dark story with numerous triggers, please be warned. Due to scenes of an adult nature, this book is for 18+ ONLY.
Stealing isn't her biggest crime. Magic is.In a near-future city shielded from the elemental magic raging through the wastelands, seventeen-year-old Ridley steals from the wealthy and secretly gives to those in need-which is far less of a crime than the other thing she spends her free time doing: using magic.Ridley's managed to stay under the radar for years, but the night she steals a gold figurine from the richest family in the city, everything starts to unravel.A stranger follows her home and ends up murdered outside the antique store she lives above.Her best friend-who definitely wasn't there-is accused of the crime.And that family Ridley stole from? Their son just walked into her store.As heir to the city's largest fortune, Archer Davenport represents everything Ridley hates. She'd prefer to stay well away from him, but he has a problem only Ridley can solve: Turns out that ancient figurine she stole could unlock secrets that will endanger many lives.Which means Ridley has to get it back. Without revealing her own biggest secret.As she and Archer journey into the hidden parts of the city, they'll have to put their differences aside and figure out how to trust each other. Because their true enemy is lurking in the shadows, moving ever closer, and if they don't get that stolen artifact back, it'll be their own lives that are at stake.
The glittering magic of high society faerie life, with a hint of forbidden romance ...When design student Raven Rosewood, daughter of high society fae, is almost killed in an explosion, her parents insist on assigning a bodyguard to protect her at all times. Raven agrees, but only if she can choose the guard.Flint's life couldn't be more different from that of his employers. He doesn't agree with their extravagant ways, but he's admired their daughter Raven since he first met her. When asked to guard her more closely after her life is threatened, Flint is happy to take on the assignment.Despite the gulf between their stations in life, Raven and Flint can't help growing close to one another. As the pressure of Raven's final fashion show builds, along with the threat of her parents discovering her relationship with a guard, Raven and Flint must decide whether their differences will push them apart or bring them closer together.Raven is a companion story to the bestselling YA fantasy Creepy Hollow series. While it is best enjoyed in conjunction with the rest of the series, it is a standalone story that can be read on its own.
Deadly power. Stunning beauty. She will not be controlled.Sixteen-year-old Beth's ordinary life is shattered the night her dormant magic awakens and she almost kills her boyfriend. Horrified at what she's done, she flees into the fae realm to find the siren mother who disowned her a decade ago. When it turns out her power cannot be controlled, she is once again cast out from the siren community. Alone and afraid, Beth winds up in the Dark North where a group of witches rescues her. They offer to help her gain control of her deadly magic-but at what price?Taste a darker side of the magical world in this captivating story of one of Creepy Hollow's villains!Scarlett is a companion story to the bestselling YA fantasy Creepy Hollow series. While it is best enjoyed in conjunction with the rest of the series, it is a standalone story that can be read on its own.
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