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These Jesus Papers represent a more common and theoretical way of thinking and a new way acceptance of the common mind-set about Jesus being more graphically described in accordance with the way that the Savior of the world should be if such is indeed proven to be in order to be accepted as such. These Jesus papers not only bring back divinity to the Bible, but their readers will find themselves lifted also into higher realms than simple religiousness of their own mind-set. The reader of these Jesus papers will obtain greater insight into their own way of thinking about the world and their thoughts of Christ in His relationship unto themselves. It is believed that because of these Jesus papers, the entire world of religion will abruptly change into its higher manifestation in search of greater works of God as sons and daughters. To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1PZ2cSo FaceBook: http://ift.tt/1IHtKVR Twitter: http://ift.tt/1n3Z8Tn Google+: http://ift.tt/1IHtLcz Xlibris Publishing

Bo Granger loses his job as the manager of a country club golf shop and turns to flying his private drone as a pastime. Accidentally he captures video with his drone of a woman being murdered by drowning. Bo is torn over whether or not to turn his video over to authorities. He is afraid of reprisal by the person who owns the mansion where the drowning took place, and he worries that his invasion of privacy will derail his wife’s campaign to become governor of California as she is defined as a state legislator by her privacy platform. Bo endures a series of misadventures as he wrestles with doing the right thing. He is nearly shot to death by a goon hired by the dead woman’s husband, he’s falsely charged with sexual assault by his wife’s housekeeper in a dirty politics scheme, and he gets involved in a torrid romance with a female newspaper reporter who is determined to get the story of a lifetime. To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1aspvDd FaceBook: http://ift.tt/1IHtKVR Twitter: http://ift.tt/1n3Z8Tn Google+: http://ift.tt/1IHtLcz Xlibris Publishing

Putting Tradition on Trial challenges the commonly-held beliefs that the Son of God was resurrected on either the first day of the week or the Sabbath day by comparing three popular Bible versions with literal translations of the relevant ancient Greek texts, thus enabling the reader to clearly discern where and how the Scriptures have been altered to accommodate these doctrinally inspired interpretations. It is supported by both astronomical calculations and historical evidence and identifies Jewish customs that no longer appear in the popular versions, which are a valuable aid in determining the correct context of key passages. To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1JEEvKN Facebook Page: http://ift.tt/1H1opuY Twitter: http://ift.tt/1JEEvKP Xlibris Publishing

All my life, I’ve had a love for control. In order to have control, I needed money. It started out from something as simple as an allowance. If it wasn’t given to me, I found a way to get it. Hell, I was filling my little Gerber baby food jars with all the coins that I could get my hands on at an early age. The sound of the money clinking against the glass thrilled me. Somehow, I understood that what I had in my hand was power, and I wanted it all the time. I was becoming a master of money before I even mastered multiplication. I’ve always excelled at anything that I made up my mind to do. From grade school through high school, I had no problems academically. I graduated college, had a successful business, and entered into the positive career field of law enforcement. I was extremely blessed, but greed got the best of me while climbing my way to the top of the economic ladder. Then there I was, living it up in Laughlin, Nevada, in a clean brown Armani suit to match my complexion, wearing jewelry that could pay someone’s mortgage for a year, enjoying the high life in the “City of Lights and Chances”. Everything was so exciting, every moment so electric, and I was clueless that the ground beneath me was caving in. As I placed another bet, eyes glazed over in anticipation, waiting for the big money hit, I was oblivious to the fact that my quiet, secure, humble home and my business were being surrounded for a raid. How foolish and greedy could I have been to let it get this far? Now there was no way out. I was caught! To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1GR13bd FaceBook: http://ift.tt/1IHtKVR Twitter: http://ift.tt/1n3Z8Tn Google+: http://ift.tt/1IHtLcz Xlibris Publishing

There are no secrets in a small country town but if you open your mind as well as your heart, who knows what’s around the corner. Twenty five years ago Paul Carter moved from inner city Melbourne to regional Victoria on a tree-changing whim. But in a country town you are not just simply the family doctor, you are also a confidante, advocate, priest, batsman, bowler, banker, topic of gossip and even best man. In the spirit of James Herriot and Whitney Otto, The Further Tales of a Country Doctor are Paul’s stories of the tapestries of life overseeing a country practice. Rich, spirited, irresistible, sombre but overwhelmingly uplifting, the humanity of these stories will stay with you for a long time. To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1DqgLsF Facebook Page: http://ift.tt/15eoSdV Twitter: http://ift.tt/17QzpxB Xlibris Publishing

My name is Jon Wayward and I was one of the most unremarkable guys you probably never met. But then I was hired to find a mysterious pack of tarot cards and that changed my life forever. Now I have inherited my grandfather’s occult collectors shop, his friends, customers and ancestor’s Book of Shadows called the Wayward Grimoire making me the newest member of the world’s secret magical community hidden in plain sight. People now tell me I am remarkable, even famous as the heir to the Wayward Grimoire. But the only thing I seem to be remarkable at is running from reptilian hit men, running to a man that looks like mole, and holding onto a rare and extremely important pack of tarot cards that have the power to control whom ever you want them to whenever you want them to. They say you have to play the cards you’re dealt. I say it’s not the cards you have, it’s how you play them. But what do I know? To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1NXHbDQ Xlibris Publishing

All my life, I’ve had a love for control. In order to have control, I needed money. It started out from something as simple as an allowance. If it wasn’t given to me, I found a way to get it. Hell, I was filling my little Gerber baby food jars with all the coins that I could get my hands on at an early age. The sound of the money clinking against the glass thrilled me. Somehow, I understood that what I had in my hand was power, and I wanted it all the time. I was becoming a master of money before I even mastered multiplication. I’ve always excelled at anything that I made up my mind to do. From grade school through high school, I had no problems academically. I graduated college, had a successful business, and entered into the positive career field of law enforcement. I was extremely blessed, but greed got the best of me while climbing my way to the top of the economic ladder. Then there I was, living it up in Laughlin, Nevada, in a clean brown Armani suit to match my complexion, wearing jewelry that could pay someone’s mortgage for a year, enjoying the high life in the “City of Lights and Chances”. Everything was so exciting, every moment so electric, and I was clueless that the ground beneath me was caving in. As I placed another bet, eyes glazed over in anticipation, waiting for the big money hit, I was oblivious to the fact that my quiet, secure, humble home and my business were being surrounded for a raid. How foolish and greedy could I have been to let it get this far? Now there was no way out. I was caught! To learn more or order the book: http://ift.tt/1GR13bd FaceBook: http://ift.tt/1IHtKVR Twitter: http://ift.tt/1n3Z8Tn Google+: http://ift.tt/1IHtLcz Xlibris Publishing