Check out these great articles that were posted today about the Salvaged Web Series.
The Salvaged web series is now only 12 days away! To celebrate the countdown AND the fact that it’s Friday, I thought I’d share two brand new teaser videos from the series.
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Clip number one – one of the first scenes in the book and the scene that came to me in the dream that introduced me to Attie and Riley.
Clip number two – Attie’s first night at the Bennett’s.
When Riley realizes that Attie is scared to sleep in Melody’s old room, he invites her to sleep in his bed… with him on the floor, of course. ;)
The story of Salvaged centers around a girl named Attie Reed whose mother and best friend die in a car accident. The novel revolves around the impact of that accident on Attie’s life and how she recovers. How the Lord literally salvages her life. Restores. Brings value to something once deemed as having little to no value at all.
That in and of itself if a powerful message and one that I’ve written about time and time again over the last four years ( here, here, here, here are a few), spoken about at numerous speaking engagements and discussed with fans via e-mail, Facebook messages and if local, even over coffee. I have always loved that I had the opportunity to weave such an important message into such a powerful story. Salvaged. It’s a life changing concept.
But when I approached writing the script, I had the opportunity to get out another message. Four years ago, the web series’ Executive Director, Teena Webster’s son died in a car accident. After just having received the worst news imaginable, Teena and her husband and family had to make a decision: whether or not to donate his organs to others. They chose to make the selfless decision and turn the loss of their son into a gift to others. In his death, just as he lived his life, he was a hero.
It was Teena’s wish, and ours, that her son be honored in some way while at the same time informing viewers about organ donation. It then became my responsibility to honor those wishes and do so in a way that fit within the story line, added impact but didn’t over-power.
Below, you see an envelope. It is woven in to every episode of the series. Barely noticeable in some scenes, a major fixture in others. In it, another hero is born.
On Sept. 25th, as you begin to watch the Salvaged Series, be on the lookout for this envelope and prepare to be a part of something very powerful.
Oh, and random fact: The handwriting on the envelope is mine. It’s my cameo in the film. :)
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And last but not least…
If you would’ve looked at my life over the last ten years or so, you would have said that “forgiveness” was one of the major areas in my life that I needed to work on. No need to go into specifics, but let’s just say I had many moments of hurt (as we all do). Many of those hurts I held on to and a few I let go. The one’s I held on to turned into some serious forgiveness issues and it impacted many areas of my life. I needed to deal with it but I also knew it would require some work – and trust me, I didn’t want to do it but I knew it needed to be done. I also knew that I wasn’t quite sure how.
Sometimes we’ll reconnect with people and sometimes we’ll cut ties. Either way, as long as we’ve forgiven – we’ve done all that God asks us to do.
I’d be a total loser if I didn’t point out that the Lord isn’t asking anything of us that he hasn’t already done – time and time again. He’s quick to forgive . . . and forget.
There are losses in my life through offense that still hurt – 20 years later, 10 years later, 5 years, 1 year . . . we’ve all been hurt. We’ve all been wronged. AND – we’ve all hurt and we’ve all wronged. We’ve been on both sides of the coin – we’ve needed to forgive and we’ve needed to be forgiven.
The major lesson I’ve learned is: Forgiveness is a gift for us from the Lord. It’s a gift he gives us and it’s a gift we give ourselves. When we chose, as painful as it is, to forgive someone else – we free ourselves. We free ourselves from thinking about them, from dwelling on the offense and we free ourselves from any hold they had on our lives.
As a person whose finally dropped some chains of forgiveness – chains that have been attached to certain people, I feel a lot less pressure and weight on my shoulders and on my spirit. I wish those people well and I move on – and it feels good to have done so.
That’s it for my posts on the dreaded “F” word – unless of course the Lord prompts me to write something else. My prayer for you is that the Lord will reveal those places in your life that a little (or a lot) of work might need to be done. Where a gift needs to be given — or received.
I hope you’ll be willing to drop the chains and free yourself.
I love how God works! I would scream that, but I’m sitting in Starbucks and I might freak out the customers – so I’ll just shout it this post. “I love how God works!”
I sat down this morning to answer e-mails and messages in my Facebook inbox. Collision has been out a few weeks now and feedback is streaming in. I’m getting questions, comments and amazing proclamations. All of it is amazing, and I love responding (although it can take me some time).
But, there’s something about this book and the story told inside that is compelling people to want more. To discover their purpose. I’ve had several people say they put the book down and signed up for a mission trip. I’ve had more say that they are now really thinking about what it is they are meant to do with their time on this earth. It’s gotten people thinking and that’s exactly what I was hoping it would do.
In answering these notes, one of the things I’m trying to tell people is, just do something! Act. Start. Believe. Search. Say “yes” when God says “Go”!
So, I went back into the archives of my blog and found this post from a few years back. This is for all of you out there that are waiting for God to speak to you – to give you direction. I hope my confusion and wandering of a few years back, will encourage you in a new way. It sure does me.
I love you guys, and I’m thankful for each and every one of you! And please, if you’re feeling compelled to head a certain direction, let me know so I can be praying for you on your journey! It’s the least I can do for all that you do for me!
Have you ever sat around and waited for God to do something for you? Have you prayed, begged, questioned, ranted and raved? “Where are you?” “Why aren’t you doing something?” “When are you going to act?”
I originally wrote the post below on July 27, 2009 – right after the loss of two children we’d been trying to adopt for close to two years. I’m so grateful that I wrote this post in a horrible time of pain because I can look back now and see that we made it through and God still had a plan for our lives. It wasn’t the plan I thought it was, but it was still a plan.
It’s nice to know that you’re missed when you’re gone. So, thanks to all of you who have been asking where I was and when I would write on my blog again.
I hope this post can give you encouragement to push on through the mist when it enters your life. When life seems to blow up and make zero sense or when circumstances seem unfair and are downright painful – God is still there. He’s still directing your path- even if he’s harder to see than normal.
Don’t let the enemy rob you. Don’t let him cloud your vision to the point that you won’t allow yourself to have any vision at all. Don’t give up. Push through the mist and victoriously walk through the other side.
After spending my first three years in the same high school, my family up and moved the summer before my senior year. My dad had a new military assignment in Carlisle, PA and this wasn’t your ordinary move, it had some highly unusual circumstances. Carlisle is where The Army War College resides and much like a real college or University; only a certain number of attendees are permitted each year. Carlisle Barracks is a small post of a couple of hundred soldiers and their families and other than a handful of faculty, everyone moves in at the same time the summer before the school year begins and then they all move out together the following summer.
After a few days of sitting at home I realized that it was going to be a very long summer if I didn’t make some friends and make them quickly. I had my dad contact the biggest wig on post to ask for a list of all the families with kids entering either the 11th or 12th grade. One hour later, armed with a list of a dozen or so addresses, I started on my way. My first stop was the house located directly across the street from mine. Andy Smith (a senior) and his brother Mark (a junior) met me at the door and after introducing myself I invited them to join me on my “friend making journey” – of course they came along for the ride. Within the hour a gang of kids made our way around the small military establishment and by the end of the day all the juniors and seniors had met each other and were starting to become friends. We spent the remainder of the summer hanging out at the bowling alley, swimming at the pool and sitting under the street light in front of my house until all hours of the night. It was one of the greatest summers of my life.
When school finally started, although we were the new kids, we weren’t isolated and the transition ended up being rather smooth. Sadly, once the outside world penetrated our close circle we began to disburse and form new friendships and groups. The once common denominator of our lives was no longer, well – common. I remember being sad that all of my summer friends wouldn’t also be my “school year friends” but I quickly realized that those friendships had a reason and they were only meant to last for a particular season of my life.
Even though I’d already had my license for more than a year, in order to graduate I had to take Driver’s Ed and for my lessons my teacher would have me drive him around town to run errands. During one of our drives I was lamenting about the loss of my wonderful summer friendships and he responded with one of the most profound things I’ve ever heard: “Stefne, you will only have a handful of ‘true’ friends in your entire life and one of those you will marry. You will have many, many people who enter and leave your life but only a couple at a time will be ‘true friends’, so pick them very carefully. Be friendly to everyone and have many people in your life that you spend time with but don’t give your friendship away to just anyone.” Now that’s some powerful advice – and from a Driver’s Ed teacher no less.
I’ve tried to remember his advice all these years and although I’ve had many great friendships, only a few have ended up being what I would call “true”. By “true” I mean good, solid and trustworthy. They are really, really hard to find.
Now, at 40 years old I have a litmus test of sorts, something by which I can look at the relationships in my life and determine not only if they are “true friendships” but if the relationship is good for me. I believe that this list is good for people of all ages to use as a guideline.
1. Is the friendship a positive influence on my life? Are the decisions I make when I am with this person better or worse than if I were to make these choices alone?
2. Do we bring out the best (behavior/talk) in each other?
3. Am I free to be myself around them or do I feel like I have to pretend to be someone I’m not? Do we accept each other flaws and all?
4. Do they encourage and allow additional friendships or do they prefer to remain “closed off” or “clique-y”. Hint: Do others around us feel included or excluded?
5. When together, do we lift other people up or tear them down?
6. Is the relationship give and take or does one side take more than give?
7. Do I ever feel like the friendship is conditionally based?
8. After spending time together do I feel energized or drained?
9. Am I free to (lovingly) point out their “crap” without fear of retaliation or rejection – or vice versa?
10. Are intimate conversations kept private or are the details shared with others?
11. Here is a hard one: Do I believe God looks forward to me spending time with these people or deep down do I know that my behavior when we’re together grieves Him?
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that in “true” friendships everyone acts like perfect angels. Heck, we all need to vent at times and everything that comes out of our mouths isn’t going to be wonderful. Every decision we make isn’t going to be the right one, but as a whole, the answers to these questions are a good indicator of the health of a friendship. By “health” I mean: is this relationship good for me or bad for me? Is this friendship one that should continue or should the amount of time I spend with this person be limited or possibly even cut out all together? Maybe a friendship is still “positive” but its season is over and God is taking you in another direction. Every situation is different.
God created us to be relational people and He wants our relationships to glorify Him. So, run through your list of friends in relation to the eleven questions above and ask yourself: Does this friendship glorify God? If not, is it worthy to be called a “true friendship” at all?