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 Sacred Passion is God's Idea,

Romance is vital in marriage. I married in 1962. I began to mentor Mothers of Preschoolers in 1994. Every year since, my team insists I do my "sex talk," but it’s so much more. Being in right relationship with God, attending a vibrant and growing community of believers, choosing to forgive, to respect, and understanding submission is not surrender of self--all goes into the package that makes up a healthy marriage. I want to share it with you.

I write Romance to promote the marital relationship. God wrote the Song of Solomon, and he tells us the marriage bed is undefiled. Together we celebrate his sacred gift! For a good read, check out my books, my short stories, my devotions and my blog posts. 

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No More Tomorrows
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Charlotte Snead

Yesterday, Joe and I were planning our summer. We have so much to cover: visiting my two sisters in assisted living, one in Charlottesville and one in Houston; vising our sons and their families in Washington State and Nashville; attending his high school reunion in Anderson S. C. in May; and joining my publisher in Johnson City to appear on a local TV station and talk about my newest books, “Deano the Dino Goes to the Doctor” (my first children’s book) and hopefully a third Hope House book.

We want to go on the Rocky Mountaineer again when we are on the west coast, and Joe would love to go to the Grand Canyon again. Meantime, we are facing some crises in our hospital.

In January, we want to go on a Phil Coulter cruise, but our friends with whom we traveled this past January want us to rejoin them on another cruise, so we are thinking of going on two cruises.

Somewhat breathless with all we need to do, Joe commented that in eternity, tomorrow never ends. What a glorious thought. No more good-byes, only glad reunions. I loved the memories shared in Barbara Bush’s funerals. Didn’t you? I’m excited to meet my grandmother, who died when my father was nine, but profoundly impacted his life, and therefore mine. I want to see my first grandson, hug my dad, and the wonderful black lady who prayed for me during some difficult times in my teens, and our black grandmother, who held our children in her lap in church.

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Good News
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Charlotte Snead

  My first children’s book: Deano the Dino Goes to the Doctor is now out! I have received my copies, and already I’ve been distributing them.

Unfortunately, that delayed the publication of my third Hope House book, Go for the Honey, the story of Cathy, who ran away from home at 15 and got caught up in the sex trade.  This book is especially timely because Attorney General Sessions has been rounding up this industry massively, and it is a hot topic. Cathy’s graduate student honors class professor teaches on righteousness as a grace gift, an exchange made at the Cross. She flees from the class, overcome with emotion. Because he is attracted to her, David follows her, and she confesses she was a prostitute.  Reminding her of the day’s lesson, he assures her that sin is buried in the sea of God’s forgiveness, and takes her to his own mother. Having been raped, David’s mother gave birth to a biracial child, whom she and her husband raised. David’s father relates his struggle to reclaim their marriage, encouraging David to “go for the honey,” in his courtship of Cathy.

As in all my stories, God gives Cathy people in her life who bring about her healing. I have sent my remaining two books, Gracie Goodbye and Michelle Meets her Match, and. Jan Carol Publishing assures me they will be published in the coming year.

Because of this backlog, I turned to a new publisher, Van Rye Publishing, and I am gratified they have offered me a contract for Winslow Farm! The ETA for this book is August.

I am a blessed and delighted author, happy to submit these redemptive books to my readers.

He Is Risen Indeed, Hallelujah!
Tuesday, April 03, 2018
Charlotte Snead

We attended attended early, early service to make room for visitors.  Our pastor had preached a series on Being Salty to encourage us to invite folks to Easter services. I am eager to hear how many responded to all the altar calls.  He preached on “Easter is for Everyone” Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief--aren’t you glad it was for you and me?

We spent Saturday helping our son with the home he is remodeling—we want to see him in it! Pop and Alan stood in the yard watching the geese. We’ll have fun seeing the goslings floating on the pond out front. I spent the weekend going over edits on the last two contracted books for Jan Carol so I can get them sent.

I ordered some new books for my Mothers of Preschoolers (Every time I give my sex talk some of the books disappear, especially Sheet Music, by Kevin Lehman. (Awesome book.) When I went on his site, I saw a new book (How to Have a New Sex Life by Friday Because your Marriage Can’t Wait until Monday) As always, it was delightful, funny, and full of truth.

More importantly, Dr.Lehman acknowledged his editor--and she is my dear friend, the editor at Oak Tara (which now out of business). I was thrilled to find her working at Revel.  I had lost contact with her and feared the worst. God bless her—she broke me into print. I was ready to give up because I had published my first book at 69; fortunately Joe wouldn’t let me. I won Jan Carol’s Believe and Achieve award, and they published the book, A Place to Live. Learning it was one of a series of five, “The Hope House Girls,” they picked up all of them.

God is in control, and He is cool.

MOPS--not with a bucket
Thursday, March 22, 2018
Charlotte Snead

Those of you who receive our annual Christmas letter—the Snead Saga—Know I have been a mentor mom for Mothers of Preschoolers since my grandson was 3. He’s 24 now. That’s over 21 years.  I began my writing career because these women showed me Christian women need edifying reading that encourages romance in marriage. Every year during February they requir me to share about marital intimacy around Valentine’s Day. I show them Christian books on sex in marriage—The Penner’s book Intended for Pleasure. and Sheet Music and Sex Begins in the Kitchen by Kevin Lehmen.

When I sit at my computer to write, I say, “God, if you’re not here, I’m out of here.” Then I envision “my girls.” I remember their lives because I was there once. When you have a toddler and two or three little ones, your husband is working hard to build his career to support them, and you, well, you are just exhausted. You wipe noses and bottoms, pick up toys and chase kids. Once you get them down, you collapse.

In other words, romance is the last thing on your mind. My tagline for the blog reads: “Sacred Passion is God’s idea.” God put the Song of Solomon in Scripture. He invented the marital relationship. Paul admonishes married couples to not deny one another (I Corinthians 7). God made a plan. He designed us, and said “It is good.” This is my calling; to stir up romance in marriage. It is one of the glues that can hold a good marriage together. Try it—I guarantee you’ll like it.



Ready for Spring
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Charlotte Snead

Please, God, send spring.I know many of you are more desperate for spring than I am. (Perhaps our lovely Caribbean cruise whetted my appetite) but this year, spring cannot come soon enough!

Each unique season renews me—even when winter begins—but already daffodils are poking through, promising all that the season begins. I long to see the Mountain Laurel  burst into bloom beside my front porch, and smell the sweet fragrance of lilac bushes outside the garage—when you bring them in the house, they permeate the whole atmosphere. I remember Paul’s challenge to Christians that we should bear the sweet fragrance of Christ to the world. Wow! God grant that I may be lilacs to a lost and decaying world. Summer is okay, (and more tolerable in the mountains), and fall is glorious. I love to see the radiant colors in the mountains, rolling down into the valleys.

But spring invites us to partake in what lies ahead, sweetly enfolding us in colors and fragrances, reminding us of the glory of our Creator. Sometimes I raise my hands and shout out my praise to the eternal, immortal, only wise God, Who loves us enough to allow us to live in His magnificent creation and, through Christ’s sacrifice, enables us to live in an even better one as we pass into eternal life. Can you imagine anything better than the beauty that surrounds us? But we have it on His Word that an even greater place awaits us. As Billy Graham says, we’ll only change our address.

By the way, did you see his funeral,? If you didn’t, search it out on U-Tube. It was more than a tribute to an evangelist, it was a song of praise to the Master he loved and served so well.

To God be the glory!


Blessed Author, Patient Husband
Wednesday, March 07, 2018
Charlotte Snead

I went to bed at almost one this morning. This is me, early to bed early to rise, but I got caught up completing my latest manuscript, which started out to be “Gabriel’s Wings” but morphed into “Winslow Farm.” I believe it is my best book, and I’m praying about a publisher. It is a romance, but it has more pathos and tragedy.

My first children’s book is coming out soon—that’s exciting.“Deano the Dino Goes to the Doctor.” I plan to take it to my three grandsons’ preschool classes, leaving each member of the class a complimentary copy. (We stopped on our way through Johnson City at my publisher and confirmed the release.)

Also coming out soon is another Hope House book about a girl who ran away from home and got caught up in the sex trade at 15. She struggled to learn righteousness is the free gift of God—her husband and his mother helped her. Jan Carol has two more of the Hope House series under contract.

Last night, I wanted to complete this project, which I set aside to take our cruise, and I couldn’t let it go. Joe went to bed before me—that never happens! He stuck his head in the door later and saw my compulsion, so he went back and listened to his IPad. What a guy. We went to sleep with his arms around me. I am blessed—blessed with his understanding, his support, and his love.

May you be so blessed.

Cruisig withForever Friends
Sunday, February 18, 2018

Joe and I’ve spent eight days cruising with forever friends. Three couples from our church accompanied us on an eight-day cruise to the Southern Caribbean. And we laughed, sometimes at jokes, sometimes at ourselves, even at our foibles.  I don’t remember a cross word. Sometimes we negotiated activities, sometimes we went our separate ways. I spent time at the spa, they didn’t. They took excursions, and we didn’t—Joe hung with them on one excursion. (I’d rather spend time at the spa, and they’d rather snorkel.)

We all wandered the shops. At our favorite stop, Bonaire, we bought packets of sea salts for gifts, enjoyed ice cream, and shopped. We bought shirts for the grandchildren and bargains for ourselves. We exchanged photos and took too many. And we laughed. A merry heart doeth good, like a medicine.

We made memories and shared testimonies—God has been good to all of us, and our faith grew—we learned things about one another, our struggles and triumphs, our joys and sorrows—we shared burdens and victories, too, because they are easier and more joyous when shared. And we laughed.

Now, the daily demands of life will press upon us, but we have resolved to come together once a month to continue the bonds we have begun and build upon them. We will continue to strengthen one another. There is a friend that is sticks closer than a brother, and he is our brother in Christ. That’s what we find in Mothers of Preschoolers and in our small groups. We simply cannot do this life thing alone.

So, may I repeat: find you some Forever Friends, and won’t you be mine?