MAXINE BILLINGS, Photographer & Author

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WELCOME, MRS. ANNIE

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Please help me welcome the newest addition to the BOOKS page of my author Web site, Annette Bentley Smith (aka Mrs. Annie)!!! ūüôā ‚̧

Mrs. Smith is a children’s author whose latest release NYRAH’S BULLY focuses on how to be a friend instead of a bully.

To find her on my BOOKS page, just scroll down to the bottom of the page. Links to some of her sites are also included for your benefit.

Welcome again, Mrs. Annie, and thank you so much for allowing me to include you on my site. Continued best wishes to you!!!

As always, this is from my heart ‚̧ to yours ‚̧ !

Maxine ūüôā


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“DON’T BE A BULLY” SPOKESKID

avery-nyrahs-bullyThis little cutie is my three-year-old niece Avery! She is posing here with the newest release from our friend Annette Bentley Smith. As you can see from the expression on her face, she does not like it when anyone is bullied. She takes the matter very seriously and agrees with Mrs. Smith that we should be friends instead of bullies.

Have you read Nyrah’s Bully, Mrs. Smith’s new release? nyrahs-bully-front-2If not, why not purchase copies for yourself and a special someone? Available now in Kindle edition and paperback. Five-star reviews!

From my and Avery’s hearts ‚̧ ‚̧ to yours ‚̧!

Maxine ūüôā

 

 


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SMELL MEMORIES

EMOTICON SMELLINGCan we smell memories?  In my previous post, I referred to something I used to do as a child, and it got me to thinking about how certain smells take me back to my childhood.  Here are some examples:  the smell of wet, red clay (dirt) after it rains and the smell of smoke coming from chimneys or wood burning.  These are just a couple of the odors that bring back to my mind fond memories of the past when times were much simpler .

The Bible says we are wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14), but I am always so fascinated by the incredible way that the human body functions.¬† Of course, we know that our brain is our command center,¬†but why does smelling certain things evoke¬†specific memories within us?¬† How Stuff Works eloquently explains it.¬† Because we encounter most new odors when we are young, the smells will often trigger childhood memories later in life.¬† When we first smell a new scent, we link it to an event, person, thing, or moment.¬† Our brain then forges a link between the smell and a memory so that whatever we associate the smell with at that time, whenever we encounter the smell again, that memory is evoked within us since the link is already there.¬† Doesn’t sound so complicated when you break it down like that, does it?¬† However, I think it’s still intriguing.

What are some smells that transport you back to your childhood, and what pleasant memories do they remind you of?

Well, good night.  More later.

Maxine

http://www.maxinebillings.com

(Emoticon Photo-Courtesy of Office.com Clip Art)


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“YOU’RE ACTING LIKE A CHILD!”

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How would you feel if someone expressed those words to you? Offended or joyful? Before you answer, let’s take a moment to consider what we, as adults, can learn from children.

As adorable as they are, children clearly lack the more mature qualities usually associated with older ones. However, as Jesus so eloquently illustrated, there are lessons that adults can learn from them. One fascinating quality he focused on was their humility. (Matt. 18:3 & 4) One dictionary definition of humility is: modest opinion of one’s own importance or rank.

In my short story, ONE OF A KIND, Paula
has to learn a hard lesson dealing with this quality.
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Is it possible in real life, though, to recapture any beautiful qualities associated with childhood that we may have lost? The answer is a resounding yes! because with God all things are possible (Matt. 19:26), and we can trust Him to help us in our earnest efforts to do so.

As always, this is from my heart to yours,

Maxine

http://www.maxinebillings.com