August 16, 2011
Hi! I know I"m late for the update. Summertime.
A little has come in about my books.
One girlfriend ordered nine. Christmas present. I think "A Morning with God."
Sally ordered Grandmother's Hymns on Kindle. Instead of waiting three weeks, and paying more, for the hard copy, "It came from Amazon in one minute. I put in Helen Schmill, and there you were!" She is going to use my book with morning devotions.
My 95-year-old gentleman friend in assisted living said, when I told him that I published a book about the Bible, "I worship you." I said, "Don't worship me!" I sent him a postcard picture of the book with my photo on the back. Also sent the same to Sally. She is looking for a publisher and asked about Xlibris art department.
I know Allison had a great time in Glacier National Park. I'm looking forward to Brooke's arrival. Bought and expensive nylon area rug to put over the worn carpet by my table. Jackie will put a Paradise Lost poster over the electrician's hole in the kitchen wall. Have to have my place spruced up for such special company.
No new idea for another book.
Love, Grandma Helen
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Letters Editor
July 28, 2011
Dear Editor:
Christians can know and rejoice in the knowledge that we are threads God is weaving into His great tapestry that shows our future. I hope that my thread is iridescent silk, reflecting the red of courage, the green of life, the gold of light and the blue of divinity.
We cannot see or understand the picture from the underside, although we know it is full of angels, full of love, full of Christ.
What matters is God's purpose. We know that when we get to Heaven the mysteries will be resolved.
Let us live for that day.
Note: Interested readers can borrow my inspirational books form the Natrona County Public Library.
Sincerely,
Helen Schmill
Dear Editor:
Christians can know and rejoice in the knowledge that we are threads God is weaving into His great tapestry that shows our future. I hope that my thread is iridescent silk, reflecting the red of courage, the green of life, the gold of light and the blue of divinity.
We cannot see or understand the picture from the underside, although we know it is full of angels, full of love, full of Christ.
What matters is God's purpose. We know that when we get to Heaven the mysteries will be resolved.
Let us live for that day.
Note: Interested readers can borrow my inspirational books form the Natrona County Public Library.
Sincerely,
Helen Schmill
Monday, August 1, 2011
THERE I WAS- in Arts and Community Section
7/19/11
I waked up at 4:30. No paper. Slept until 5:15. Paper!
Sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the Tribune apart. Pulled the Casper Journal apart. THERE I WAS- in Arts and Community Section.
My photo, the wonderful black and white snapshot of Daddy in his cowboy outfit with his little girls, Helen (5) and Mary Lou (3), the girls in those horrible long cotton stockings children wore in those days.
Over half a page--article about me, and the books, under the headline, "Cowboy Grandma Publishes Three Books." Beautifully written piece.
I enjoyed it for an hour and went back to sleep, knowing my friends would be calling me.
At 8:50 I called my pastor. She said, "Aren't you the Celebrity!"
At 9:30 a church friend called. She is homebound so we talk frequently. She and I are cheerleaders for each other.
Had Humble Pie for lunch. No more calls.
Had a bigger helping of Humble Pie for supper. No more calls.
At 7:30 our congregation's other Helen called with congratulations.
7/21 One call. The architect. He promised to send me the clipping.
Phone quiet the rest of the day. I ordered a dozen copies of the Journal.
7/22 The reporter brought the 12 copies of the paper. The mail was wonderful--cards and clippings.
I have to tell you a funny story. Our pastor took my story to work and passed it around the Bible Study group. One lady asked to see it again, folded it, put it in her purse and took it home. Yes! Stole it!
Helen sent me a wonderful card. She is going to have the clipping framed for her bedroom wall.
I can die content.
Much love- Grandma Helen
I waked up at 4:30. No paper. Slept until 5:15. Paper!
Sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the Tribune apart. Pulled the Casper Journal apart. THERE I WAS- in Arts and Community Section.
My photo, the wonderful black and white snapshot of Daddy in his cowboy outfit with his little girls, Helen (5) and Mary Lou (3), the girls in those horrible long cotton stockings children wore in those days.
Over half a page--article about me, and the books, under the headline, "Cowboy Grandma Publishes Three Books." Beautifully written piece.
I enjoyed it for an hour and went back to sleep, knowing my friends would be calling me.
At 8:50 I called my pastor. She said, "Aren't you the Celebrity!"
At 9:30 a church friend called. She is homebound so we talk frequently. She and I are cheerleaders for each other.
Had Humble Pie for lunch. No more calls.
Had a bigger helping of Humble Pie for supper. No more calls.
At 7:30 our congregation's other Helen called with congratulations.
7/21 One call. The architect. He promised to send me the clipping.
Phone quiet the rest of the day. I ordered a dozen copies of the Journal.
7/22 The reporter brought the 12 copies of the paper. The mail was wonderful--cards and clippings.
I have to tell you a funny story. Our pastor took my story to work and passed it around the Bible Study group. One lady asked to see it again, folded it, put it in her purse and took it home. Yes! Stole it!
Helen sent me a wonderful card. She is going to have the clipping framed for her bedroom wall.
I can die content.
Much love- Grandma Helen
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