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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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I'm not Dead
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Charlotte Snead

I’m sorry I disappeared off the radar.  First, Joe ended up in the hospital with diverticulitis again. He was on IV antibiotics and pain medication. I slept in a chair for three nights. (We had a shower in our room and our daughter brought me some shampoo. (Fortunately, she didn’t have court that week.) Then we went on vacation with his golf buddies from college. We returned home to Labor Day weekend. It’s been a steady, demanding time. Beth and her boyfriend came up for Labor Day. We ate at Dave and Shannons’s) Today, Joe went to work. He is feeling well, thank God.

After Van Rye published  Winslow Farm, set in Lost Creek where we live, they published two new books about my favorite character, Nick Costas Nick’s Choice and Nick’s Heart. Nick was abused in foster care. He never knew a father, but he married a war widow with three children and God made him a wonderful father. I have yet to get these books on my blog, but they are available at Amazon. Jan Carol published Gracie Goodbye, the fourth of the Hope House Girls. (So, I have been busy.)

I am scheduled for two total knees, the first one in October. (Stairs are a challenge.) After those are done, I’ll be a new woman, but now I sit in my recliner most of the time!



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Family Reunion
Monday, July 22, 2019
Charlotte Snead

We bought a tent.

We usually fly out to Washington State every year to see Tom’s family, but this year I told him we couldn’t fly because Joe has an appointment with a gastric specialist in late August to determine if he needs surgery for his diverticulitis. The changes in his diet have made a real difference, but we can’t fly with the risk of an attack on a five hour flight, so, Tom is bringing his family to see us on the east coast! We are so excited. Steve and Mary Katherine are coming over from Nashville, and we plan to camp out in Dave’s yard. Of course we’ll bring them all over to our house to see the train room, but camping out and fishing in the pond at Dave’s will be so much fun.

This will be the first time we have gotten all the kids together. In fact we haven’t been together since Joe’s 70th birthday. Tom and Pam have never met Holt, Hunt, and Jack, Steve’s boys, and the east coast family hasn’t met Jackson, and Myles, Tom’s boys, and our Lilly. Wow, what a reunion. This grandmother is about to pop.

I have completed a second children’s book, “Three’s a Crew,” about Steve’s boys. I’ll let you know when it comes out, and maybe I can get Pam to co-author an account of their family. Life is full when blessings overflow!


Two More books
Monday, July 8, 2019
Charlotte Snead

Van Rye has published two more books this June. These are books about my favorite character, Nick Jo Costas, which were dropped from publication when Oak Tara went out of business. I submitted them to my new publisher, Van Rye, and they offered me a contract, publishing them as “Nick’s Choice” and “Nick’s Heart.”

Nick was abused in foster homes—being intelligent and independent, he was a rebellious kid. As a young man, he divorced twice because he made poor choices and resolved never to have children because he felt he would mess them up. After he came to Christ working for Christian musicians, he fell in love with a cradle-Christian and wrought havoc with her well-ordered life. But he helped her older son overcome his bitterness over loss of his father in Iraq, and brought his shy younger brother laughter. He fell in love with his wife’s youngest, a little girl he called Cinderella and his wife gave him rwo more children, a beautiful latina he called Rosa and a sturdy boy, Michael. A mentor urges him to share his story with other abused men, so he becomes a speaker, dedicating his earnings to build a Christian foster care home and school attached to the convent where his mother worked after doing time for abuse and negect.

He brings his wife and younger children to the home to give ther boys their first Christmas, and his family grows to include the boys. Every vacation they spend at Mother Theresa’s Home.


PS: I hope you had as wonderful Fourth of July as I did. We watched our son’s fabulous fireworks display in his front yard with several friends. God bless America!


Home from writing conference
Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Charlotte SneadJoe and I returned Saturday from Saint David’s Christian Writers, my favorite conference—so much laughter, as well as serious study. M

Joe and I returned Saturday from Saint David’s Christian Writers, my favorite conference on Saturday—so much laughter, as well as serious study. My amazing class on soul care for the writer was terrific. Joe not only drove me, he also attended classes with me. How fun. He even wrote a mission statement. I have finally convinced him he has a platform on Facebook. Be sure to friend him. We are contemplating going to the Greater Philadelphia conference, but it may conflict with our Tom’s visit. When I wrote Tom that Joe needed to have an appointment with the gastric folks about the possibility of surgery for his diverticulitis, he agreed to fly his family here. They will finally meet their east coast cousins. (We usually go out to the west coast, but if Joe had an attack on a five hour flight, it wouldn’t be good.)

Tom and Pam are thriving in North Bend. The school there has met their needs so much better than their former school. Caleb plays football, and Lilly is in the choir. (We pray Caleb won’t break any bones.)

Poor Steve and family visited here recently.  (Steve is concerned to visit Alan, Dave’s boy, regularly, because he is an only child.)  Dave has been back and forth to Johns Hopkins but we believe they are discovering his problem. Anyway, as per Toms’s request, Steve and Mary Katherine will load up their three sons to come back to see the west coast contingent.

How grateful Joe and I are that our adult children are close. We must have done something right— but God dealt us a good hand.

His and hers Hospitalizations
Monday, June 17, 2019
Charlotte Snead

 Here I am. I couldn’t let Joe get all the sympathy, so I entered the hospital as well, being admitted to WVU’s neurology service as a transfer from Stonewall hospital ER when I was unable to walk. I was rolled into the hospital on a gurney but PT got me up and walking in a couple of days. I was diagnosed with cervical stenosis, compromising two disks in my upper neck. Joe slept in a chair beside me for the two nights I was there, God love him. The prognosis for me is close follow up and possible surgery down the road.

Meanwhile the changes in Joe’s diet are working wonders, and he is doing well. I guess I must reluctantly admit we are growing old. Fortunately, we live in the USA and are not denied care! Our daughter, Candace, had the surgery, and she is doing well and back to work. After home health therapy, which I have now dismissed, I am doing well.

I spent the time re-reading BJ Hoff’s classic Emerald Ballad five-book series about the famine and emigrations to America. Joe is glad I have completed it, saying he can have a conversation with me now that my head is out of a book.  Later this week, he is accompanying me to the writers’ conference in Grove City where I broke my shoulder last year.

The unoffendable
Friday, May 31, 2019
Charlotte Snead

My Sunday school teacher (who is my husband) says those who want to be in the End Time Army of the Lord cannot wear our feelings on our sleeves. We must choose to love and choose to honor (even choose to forgive—the Church is a hospital for sinners, and none of us have arrived at perfection).  As an example, Pregnancy centers, state leadership, and local chapters have different responsibilities and callings, different gifts and strengths. God being our helper, each joint working together to supply what the other joint lacks, we can restore protection to all human life. Thank you for whatever you do: volunteer, walk, or give.

In our Sunday school class, we have varied folks, some mature and others young and growing, but Joe enables each one to share, and we all are strengthened. Many people oppose the President’s tweets, but all of us appreciate the roaring economy. Our job is to pray for those in authority—pastors teachers, and government leaders. We attend a “millennial church, and we prefer another kind of music. We love old hymns and the charismatic chorus we sang in the day, but Joe recently observed that if this music appeals to millennials, bring it on! Our church is growing, people are being saved. We have no complaints and why should we? 


Where Have I been?
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Charlotte Snead

What a fun two weeks we have had. We spent time with Joe’s classmates, who have adopted me into the class, in Anderson, S.C. and arrived home the day before Steve and Mary Katherine arrived here to visit with Alan, Dave, and Shannon. Busy, busy, happy times for us. We spent time with at Dave’s with every day. They fished in the pond in front of Dave’s house. They made ’smores, they shared beds, and David cooked up a storm.

So, here I am now, about to collapse—but Steve and MK drove nine hours with three precious little (rowdy) boys. They are so good to visit, knowing Alan is an only child who needs interaction with his cousins.

David has had some health problems, making it hard for him to drive. (Shannon has taken him to Johns Hopkins several times.) He is still undergoing tests, but the doctors seem to be narrowing it down to back problems. He is carrying a full time job with Denison landscaping, a big job that will last years. He is blessed to get along well with his boss.

Steve works for ISI—Intercollegiate Studies Institute—an organization that trains college students to withstand the liberal indoctrination on their campuses. He works from home, traveling to talk to donors. Every year they have a conference on Western Civilization that we enjoy attending. This year it will be in Philadelphia, and we can take the train out of White Sulphur Springs, always fun for Joe.