FALCON by Ronie Kendig ~ A Review

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Special Forces operator Salvatore “Falcon” Russo vowed to never again speak to or trust Lieutenant Cassandra Walker after a tragedy four years ago. But as Raptor closes in on the cyber terrorists responsible for killing two of their own, Sal must put his life—and the lives of his teammates—in her hands. Despite his anger, Cassie is ill-prepared for his resistance and the fallout when she must protect the one asset who can end the attacks. As allies become enemies and hostiles become unlikely partners, Raptor fights for its very existence.

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I have long been a fan of Ronie Kendig and her amazing writing style. I knew that FALCON would be no exception. What I didn’t expect was the mind-blowing twists and turns in FALCON. Following RAPTOR 6 and HAWK, FALCON is the fast paced conclusion to this amazing trilogy!

Salvatore “Falcon” Russo is a tough guy. Special Ops kind of tough. Raptor is an exclusive and secretive team. Only for the best in the world. Rator is sent reeling and fighting on their own turf after an attack leaves them on the defensive. Sal does not like being on the defensive, almost as much as he hates having Cassandra Walker anywhere near. Sal is determined to end the attacks and send Cassandra packing, but the cyber terrorists aren’t going down without a fight. Sal is also hiding a secret. One that is affecting him and the team more than he realizes. Sal is one of Ronie’s best, very-human, heroes. (Canyon still holds my reader heart!)

Cassandra Walker is strong. Even though she doesn’t see it. She struggles with Sal’s animosity but still has a mission to complete. She doesn’t realize how invested she is going to get as the mission begins to go sideways and she is thrown into a decision that she never expected she’d have to make. Cassandra is also harboring her own secrets.

Together, Sal and Cassandra are oil and water. Explosive conversations are had and both are fighting each other as they fight a common enemy. Will the secrets tear them further apart, or break down fortified walls?

Threatening to tear the team apart, and seeking destruction, are both inside and outside forces.

Ronie outdid herself on this book. All of her books are page-turners but this one had me flying through at break neck speed in order to find out if any of the characters would make it through the book alive. The twists in this book were more shocking than The Sixth Sense movie. So many times I found myself picking my jaw off the floor. Countless times I exclaimed ‘WHAT?!’ Enough times that my husband inquired if I should maybe take a break from the book. To which I replied with a sort of distant look and then moved on to the next sentence. He just laughed at me. This book was so unpredictable. Never did I expect I would be reading a Ronie Kendig book and find myself in tears. This was the book that did it.

If you are a fan of Ronie, then you NEED to read this book. If you haven’t ever read a Ronie Kendig book… let me tell you that you’re missing out. Ronie writes a kick-butt, military action book. Her characters are so real that they become friends. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

Once you Go RFF

MAKE SURE TO STAY TUNED! On May 27th I will have an interview with Ronie Kendig and a GIVEAWAY!

*Thanks to the author for a copy to review!*

Ronie Kendig

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Find FALCON here: Amazon, Chapters, Barnes & Noble, and Christian Book.

See my other reviews on Raptor’s team: RAPTOR 6 and HAWK


No Home for Complacency

I am weary. Weary to the very depths of my being.

Broken and broken hearted.

I am so tired of complacency. Unawareness. Dangerous unawareness.

I think that I am happy. I think things are good. I am complacent. I’ve allowed satan to slowly blind my eyes. To the point where I don’t see the issue. I don’t see the danger.

Then, because He is merciful, God tears away the blinders… and I see.

The mess. The horrible, devastating crippling disaster that I have allowed to happen right in front of me.

It brings me to my knees. How could I have let this happen? How could I have let satan, the ENEMY of my SOUL, get such an anchor in?

Shame, horror, pain and a grief so deep drive me to my knees. I see who I am. I see the rubble. The complete devastation of myself.

I see Him. Through a mirror dimly, but Him. The light of His glory. I see how I have no idea of the size and power of the King I have promised my all to.

The mess can be made clean. The destruction… restoration.

Not by me. Only by Him.

I am done with dangerous unawareness. I am no home for complacency.

The blinders are off and I will fight to keep them off.

Thank you, Lord. The revelation is painful, but I know You are with me in the clean-up. You faithful will remain.

Five Minute Friday?: Worship

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Okay, so I am a day behind but I think it still counts so… here I


Worship.  What does that mean to you?  Since I love adding definitions in, here’s the definition of worship:

reverent honor and homage paid to God or a sacred personage, or to any object regarded as sacred.  OR adoring reverence or regard.

So, who or what do you worship?

In this age of increasing technology I’m sure many people, if they were honest, would admit that they revere and regard technology.  As I write this, I admit that I have been in awe of that wonders of technology.  I have been known to spend too many hours on FB and Twitter, connecting, chatting and just wasting time.  I’m not saying that time on the computer/phone etc… is bad.  There are some pretty awesome things about technology!

However, as I read Ezekiel 16 this morning, I was struck with how often we give our devotion to unworthy things/people.  I don’t know how many of you have read Ezekiel 16 but this is what I read.

God found us, poor, naked and dirty.  He covered us with His garment.  His spotless garment.  He gave us food, clothing.  He lifted us and placed a crown on our heads.  We are loved, cherished and so blessed.

Yet, we turn.  We turn from this blessing, from this love.  We worship whatever comes our way that catches our attention.  It could be technology, celebrities, alcohol or shopping.  We were lifted from the gutter by the Father yet sometimes we cast ourselves back into the gutter and worship what is not worthy.

Or, we worship ourselves.  We see how we have a crown from the Father and we consider ourselves lofty and above others.

I know that this may rub some people wrong, but we need to make sure that our worship is centred on the One who is worthy.  The One who pulled us from the gutter and chose to love us, in spite of our filth.  Technology won’t do that.  Celebrities, alcohol, and shopping certainly won’t do that.

What kind of example do we set?  How can we point others to the Father if we are worshipping the same things they are?

So, when we find ourselves back in the gutter, messed up from all the wrong kinds of worship, let’s extend a hand to the One who will take us back out.  Worship from the gutter and then keep worshipping when you get out!  Don’t forget who takes you out!

This is my prayer:


I’m speaking to myself here and, if you feel like this applies to you, then I hope that we take it to heart.  The Lord loves us, unworthy as we are, and He deserves our worship and our devotion.

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5-minute Friday1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule.

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Five Minute Friday: Story

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‘Craven Sunset’ by Craig Hilts
Prairie Fire Photography

Chapter One…

My story.

My story began with a thought.

A thought about me.

A thought so much bigger than just me.

A thought that formed the earth, the stars.  Everything.

A story that began with a single breath.  Breath that set my story into motion.

And here I sit.  Each breath a gift from the one who gave the very first breath.

My story is full.  Valleys and mountains.  Triumph and devastation.

Each moment crisp, in focus, with the One who walks this story with me.

He writes my journey, my story and writes in encouragement for me to follow…

Even when the story gets dark.

He has a victorious, blindingly glorious finish for my story.  His story.

I just have to keep reading, with hope, until…

The Last Page

Want to get in on the fun of Five Minute Friday?

Let’s write… unscripted, unedited, unchained.  Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right.

Here’s how:

5-minute Friday1) Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word. (click on the 5 minute Friday image for the word prompt…it changes every week!)

2. Link back to Lisa-Jo’s blog (and don’t forget to invite others to join in).

3. Make sure to encourage the five minuter who linked up before you.

What’s your story?  Life is fantastic?  Life is hard?  Remember that it’s all part of the story… your story.  Valleys are between hills.  You’ll get to a hill, just hold on.  I’m glad you’re here!


Five Minute Friday: Beautiful


I’m thinking of giving up make-up.

We are bombarded by images.  Every second commercial has a woman who is trying to ‘turn back time’ and ‘make her lashes longer’ and ‘get fuller hair’.  The message says that we should not EVER be content with our bodies.  Our wrinkles are ugly, our hair is flat, our eyes don’t glow.  We are imperfect.  Yep, we are imperfect but we were made in God’s image.

God looksThe other day my daughter vanishes for a while and reappears all dressed up, hair up and lip chap on.  She comes down from her room asking me for water.  When I innocently inquire what she needs it for, she says ‘I need it to look pretty’.  Confused, I ask how it is going to make her look pretty.  She shows me that she’s going to put it on her fingers and try to get her eyelashes to ‘stand up’.  When she can’t get her hair just perfect, she is saddened nearly to tears.  ‘I want to look pretty for my friends’ she says sadly.

I picture the many times she’s stood in the bathroom with me while I do my make-up.  ‘Mom, what’s that for?’  The common question.  Sadly, my common answer is ‘I don’t really know honey.’  Why do I torture myself trying to curl my eyelashes and then bite back a curse when I stick the stupid mascara wand in my eye?  Why do I agonize over the right color palate?  When did we become not good enough?  Why do my sparkling green eyes need help from a few torturous devices?

I’m running out of time so I’ll get back to my first point.  

I’m thinking of giving up make-up.

I sit my daughter down when she is sad about her hair and say ‘Honey, you are a beautiful girl.  Your friends don’t care if your hair is perfect.  They are coming to play with you because you are fun, loving and wonderful to be with.  Remember, what does God look at?’  She sighs and looks at me with eyes that mirror my own green and says ‘The heart, Mommy.  He looks at the heart.’

Thank you baby, I needed the reminder too.  I would gladly give up make-up to show you that you are beautiful without it… and so am I.


Want to get in on the fun of Five Minute Friday?

Let’s write… unscripted, unedited, unchained.  Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right.

Here’s how:

5-minute Friday1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word. (click on the 5 minute Friday image for the word prompt…it changes every week!)

2. Link back to Lisa-Jo’s blog (and don’t forget to invite others to join in).

3. Make sure to encourage the five minuter who linked up before you.

Please let me know if you decide to join in!  I love reading Five Minute Friday posts!