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Growing up hunting in Wisconsin, I have been caught in many a blackberry bramble. Being that we hunted only in the autumn, all I knew of blackberry bushes was that you never wanted to walk through them or worse get caught in them. They were to me, an organic fortress of living barbed wire. Many of my favorite pairs of jeans were shredded by these vicious labyrinths of thorns and torture. Dad or grandpa would always say, "There are birds in those 'berry bushes. Look for a path through the bramble, don't just charge through, you'll be ripped to shreds."

It was much latter in life, that I discovered the fruit of the seemingly impenetrable fortress of thorn and vine. First in the forests of Maryland and later in the San Bernardino mountains of Southern California. My nature loving daughter and I loved to go for "nature walks." My daughter has always been one of the smartest and most curious in her class (still is) but growing up, like many preteens and teenagers, she felt awkward and sometimes "not pretty" like Kati. But on our "nature walks," my daughter's soul would come alive. She loved picking up rocks, asking about tree types and many other nature questions. Deep into the forests and canyons, we discovered blackberry bushes. But unlike the blackberries of my autumn hunting childhood, these blackberry bushes not only had leaves on them, they had berries on them...and...my daughter loves berries. Blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, blackberries. She has never met a berry she did not like. My preteen daughter asked, "What are those poppa?" I said, "Those are blackberries." She asked, "Can we eat them?" I said yes but then gave the advice of my father and grandfather, "don't just charge through...find the path through or skirt along the edge." Megan discovered the best berries were always found on the path through the bramble, but caution was always warranted. From time to time, I had to go into the bramble and help her out. This was a journey filled with reward, but there were costs for missteps.

Mr. Housholder's weaves the blackberry bush through his novel as a metaphor for life. It is brilliant that he chose a blackberry bush. First there are blackberry bushes everywhere in the world. Second a blackberry bramble, like life circumstances, can be a source of delicious joy or excruciating pain. Again much like life, the destination is less important than the journey through the prickly parts. In addition, we often have to navigate through the pain, to find the joy, whether that be hunting birds, delicious berries or timeless truths.

As one other person noted, "this story is our story." We all have been experienced our proverbial blackberry brambles. Some people choose to live on the sidewalk of life and never discover beauty and the pain God's creation; they play it safe and superficial. Others charge ahead, not paying attention to what is ahead, and get ripped to shreds. But the truly wise know the wisdom that can be gained of looking for a path through life's proverbial blackberry bushes. True there are tangles and thorns, but there is also delicious sweetness and tartness if you just look for it along the way.

Thanks for blessing us with this story. Thanks for reminding me about my story. And thanks most for reminding me that I am a part of a bigger story.


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The Blackberry Bush David Housholder 9781609361167 Books Reviews

Poorly written.
It was okay kind of slow moving
Good story but ended different than I expected. Had good truths about life .
Maybe written for age group younger .
A wonderfully written tale of two children's lives and how God works in each. They are destined to meet and their journey will touch you deeply.
Great read.... well written... great story line. I would recommend this book and would probably read again again. Worth it !
With the guidance of an angel, Germany, California and the Netherlands merge in place and time. One family crossing paths yet not quite in their consciousness. They are teased together by common threads a thorn heart symbol, a watch, a blackberry bush. Mark the family tree in the front so you can refer to it as you enjoy this thoughtful and spiritual work.
Spanning many ages, enduring complicated times, this book brings to the forefront the consequences of our choices in life. As insignificant as a simple change of plans because we didn't "feel like it" stems from a much deeper root(God's voice). Housholder stirs memories of loved ones while imparting a precedence of family influence set by our ancestors. The author gives a great character schematic as well as maps to keep time & place in focus. Most interesting to read, it flashes back & forth through time & space. After reading the book, I left it with stirring emotions from my past to the present...3 weeks later I'm still thinking about the book & those precious memories. Outstanding read for all ages, it will challenge the teenagers in the house, & possibly open their eyes to "cause & effect" from choices they make. This spiritual journey is just beginning...can't wait for the sequel!
Growing up hunting in Wisconsin, I have been caught in many a blackberry bramble. Being that we hunted only in the autumn, all I knew of blackberry bushes was that you never wanted to walk through them or worse get caught in them. They were to me, an organic fortress of living barbed wire. Many of my favorite pairs of jeans were shredded by these vicious labyrinths of thorns and torture. Dad or grandpa would always say, "There are birds in those 'berry bushes. Look for a path through the bramble, don't just charge through, you'll be ripped to shreds."

It was much latter in life, that I discovered the fruit of the seemingly impenetrable fortress of thorn and vine. First in the forests of Maryland and later in the San Bernardino mountains of Southern California. My nature loving daughter and I loved to go for "nature walks." My daughter has always been one of the smartest and most curious in her class (still is) but growing up, like many preteens and teenagers, she felt awkward and sometimes "not pretty" like Kati. But on our "nature walks," my daughter's soul would come alive. She loved picking up rocks, asking about tree types and many other nature questions. Deep into the forests and canyons, we discovered blackberry bushes. But unlike the blackberries of my autumn hunting childhood, these blackberry bushes not only had leaves on them, they had berries on them...and...my daughter loves berries. Blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, blackberries. She has never met a berry she did not like. My preteen daughter asked, "What are those poppa?" I said, "Those are blackberries." She asked, "Can we eat them?" I said yes but then gave the advice of my father and grandfather, "don't just charge through...find the path through or skirt along the edge." Megan discovered the best berries were always found on the path through the bramble, but caution was always warranted. From time to time, I had to go into the bramble and help her out. This was a journey filled with reward, but there were costs for missteps.

Mr. Housholder's weaves the blackberry bush through his novel as a metaphor for life. It is brilliant that he chose a blackberry bush. First there are blackberry bushes everywhere in the world. Second a blackberry bramble, like life circumstances, can be a source of delicious joy or excruciating pain. Again much like life, the destination is less important than the journey through the prickly parts. In addition, we often have to navigate through the pain, to find the joy, whether that be hunting birds, delicious berries or timeless truths.

As one other person noted, "this story is our story." We all have been experienced our proverbial blackberry brambles. Some people choose to live on the sidewalk of life and never discover beauty and the pain God's creation; they play it safe and superficial. Others charge ahead, not paying attention to what is ahead, and get ripped to shreds. But the truly wise know the wisdom that can be gained of looking for a path through life's proverbial blackberry bushes. True there are tangles and thorns, but there is also delicious sweetness and tartness if you just look for it along the way.

Thanks for blessing us with this story. Thanks for reminding me about my story. And thanks most for reminding me that I am a part of a bigger story.