a link to August Goforth's web page

therisenbooks.com

I have just listened to August Goforth's interview on Eldon Taylor's radio program "Provocative Enlightenment" aired on July 5th. Please take a look at the webpage for a link to the interview as well as the scientific paper that was discussed.
And if you haven't yet read his magnificent book "The Risen" please grab a copy and settle in for hours of enlightenment, enjoyment and a moving love story!

Many Thanks to Eldon Taylor!

Many thanks to Eldon Taylor for our interview yesterday on Provocative Enlightenment on Hay House Radio!
Thanks to all who listened or will listen via the archives and to all who participated in the live chat!
Eldon's questions were deep, insightful and a joy to answer.
Thank you so much for this opportunity!!!

Summer Morning

                                                      Summer Morning


                There is a time of summer morning
                When the city is not quite awake
                The sidewalks still a little chafed
                From the sanitation brushes.
                Night workers have returned home
               Their shades drawn so they might sleep
                Lights go on as other people greet the day.
                The air is warm and breezy
                Bringing smells of coffee and fresh baking
                To the few people on the street.
                The storefronts remain dark
                The soda shops and newsstands are open
                For the morning working crowd.
                I am standing at the bus stop
                Waiting for a friend
                We are going to the beach.
                Until she comes I am alone
                Recording this memory for the page.

Upcoming Radio Broadcast June 28th!

I will be talking about my book on Eldon Taylor's radio program "Provocative Enlightenment" on Hay House Radio on Tuesday, June 28th ! The show airs at 2:00 PM EDT live!
Please listen in, call in or chat via the live chat room.

Review on Amazon.com

Here is a review of "Jairus' Daughter" from a good friend, Aliceann Carlton !

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Jairus' Daughter is a book that, from beginning to end, reflects a vibrant tapestry of life and culture. I did not read this work to get to the end, but to savor the intricacies and the interweaving of lives as the storyteller, Sarah, comes to reflect upon them through her family members' eyes. While the journey for Sarah is the awakening of belief in Christ and the promise of hope and Christ within her heart, it is equally a portrait of her family's daily life and beliefs. She is able to portray the small matters of daily living that eloquently shape the beliefs and attitudes of Sarah's family members. Jairus' Daughter is also the chalice of a child trying to make sense of her father's long illness and death, experienced throughout the book through her eyes, heart, and as a physician, her intellect. In this sense the book serves as powerful testimony to the emotional and ancestral eternity of life. I thoroughly enjoyed Jairus' Daughter as a very readable and meaningful reflection of the mosaic of family, culture and beliefs that are a part of every person's history.

I highly recommend Jairus' Daughter as a thoroughly enjoyable and insightful book and commend Evelyn Weissman on her ability to weave a family tapestry that enlightens the reader's heart.

                                                  At Dinner


                        She washed the Master's feet
                        With her own tears
                        And dried them with her hair.
                        She kissed his feet,
                        Anointed them with oil.
                        He told her, "Your faith has saved you,
                        Go in peace."
                        Just as this sinner washed his feet
                        He washed the feet of sinners.
                        As above, so below.
                        We are to do this for each other
                        Not to know the other's sins
                        But that the Master died for all.
                        She who could not look upon his face
                        Stayed at his feet.
                        By anointing him
                        She was herself anointed
                        As the water and the precious oil
                        Fell upon her head
                        Bowing low before him.

To You Alone

                                                                To You Alone


                Who are they?
                Those whose faith is known
                To you alone?
                When we pray
                We intercede for everyone
                We recognize as one
                Within the church today
                And for those whose faith is known
                To You alone.
                Are they strangers in a strange land
                Keeping faith under the hand
                Of a godless police state
                Who would have them erased
                For speaking outwardly of their devotion?
                Or is there some other notion
                Of where these sheep are placed?
                I propose
                All believers' faith is known
                To You alone.