Tour and Giveaway for Prayed for Patience, God Gave Me Children by Linda Wood Rondeaul

About the Book

Book:  I Prayed for Patience, God Gave Me Children

Author: Linda Wood Rondeau

Genre: Non-fiction

Release date: Second Edition 2019

God indeed has a sense of humor. He chose children to teach us too-smart adults what it means to be his child, the very special relationship the believer enjoys with our Heavenly Father. We adults experience the same chaos, misadventure, and heartaches as our charges. Through a child’s example, we learn how God nurtures us with his infinitesimal patience. This easy to read, often hilarious treatise, uses cartoons, witticisms, anecdotes, quotes, and scripture study to bring home these truths. A veteran social worker, Rondeau draws upon her many experiences in working with families as well as her personal experiences as a mom.  “You will want to keep this book close at hand for those moments of weakness and pass it along to your friends.”

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About the Author

The author of the acclaimed Hosea’s Heart and Miracle on Maple Street, LINDA WOOD RONDEAU, a veteran social worker, writes from the heart of personal experience. Her blog, Snark and Sensibility, embodies her sense of humor, a trait she believes God gives parents for survival. A resident of Hagerst Maryland, the author shares her days with her husband and best friend in life, Steve. Readers may visit her website at Contact the author on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram.


What special knowledge or research was required to write this book? 

This book has gone through several metamorphoses. The original work featured a cartoon character named Daisy who wrote Life Lessons for Mom’s. Then it became Proverbs for Moms. Then it became Bringing up Mom. When the book was finally published a few years ago by a different publisher, I changed the title to I Prayed for Patience, God Gave Me Children. I hoped to demonstrate through parenting examples, how wee are God’s child. When the book went off the market a few years after the initial release, I took the opportunity to revamp it to provide a Bible Study portion. Although, the narrative part is based upon my experiences and knowledge  as a church leader, mom, grandparent, and a professional in human services, I wanted to have a more scripturally based approach. This took some research on my part, but I believe this second edition is better. God knew what he was doing when I was forced to take the book off the market, at the time, one of my best-selling books.  

As a non-fiction writer, have you ever thought about transferring over to fiction?

This is an interesting question because actually the reverse is true. I primarily write fiction. However, God impressed I Prayed for Patience/God Gave Me Children on my heart, inspired by daughter’s busy schedule. I wanted to write a devotional type book for busy moms that was both entertaining and educational. This was my first nonfiction work. I’ve recently published my second nonfiction book, Who Put the Vinegar in the Salt. I learned much from my first nonfiction book. This second one, though not featured on this blog, was the culmination of five years of intense research and development. Most fiction writers started out with nonfiction. For me, I hope to write more nonfiction in the years to come. I’ve been looking to development a devotional book with the same voice and tone as I Prayed for Patience/God Gave Me Children. My working title will be, Having the Prime of My Life … a devotional for seniors. 

11. What’s the most important lesson you’ve learned through years of writing?

Whether I write fiction or nonfiction, I’ve learned the importance of being my authentic self. When I first learned to golf, I modeled my approach after my mother-in-law who was an excellent golfer. The problem was, she was five-feet two and I’m five-seven. Those extra five inches of height didn’t work well when I tried to swing the way she did. Since she was closer to the ground, her baseball swing worked well for her. For me, her method resulted in my drives going to the far right or left. Only when I developed a swing that fit my body type did my golf game improve. There is a tendency to try to copy the writers we most admire. I needed to learn to develop my own voice. Trying to emulate another writer’s style, though a compliment to the writer, results in a manuscript that is off the mark. Be yourself. Be the authentic writer God has instilled in you. 

As a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?

Like many children, I held the dream of being a performer. I loved to tell stories to the younger children on my school bus. Often the other children asked me to sing as well. I was in select choir in high school, and even won a talent contest. I loved to write as well. As an adult, I wrote many plays and skits for the church, and served on the worship team. In my younger years, I was often asked to sing solos in church. In my social work career, I gained a reputation for my written work, stating my social histories on my clients and my anecdotal notes, made the clients “come alive” to the reader. Yet, I lacked the courage to pursue my talents. Life intervened. I had children, and my husband was dependent upon a second income to meet our family’s needs. Most nights, I was too exhausted to think about writing for my own enjoyment beyond helping out the church or the occasional poem. I kept thinking and promising God someday I’d write for him. That one day came in a very convincing way. God said, “Now!” I never regretted the decision to write fulltime.

Give us 6 things your readers may not know about you?

• I was involved with community theater for twenty years. I met my husband doing a Sean O’Casey play, Juno and the Paycock. We became engaged a month later and married the following December. I have stared in such community plays as: Steel Magnolias, Under the Brooklyn Bridge, and Nunsense to name a few, and have directed plays as well. My fiction book, It Really IS a Wonderful Life … is inspired by those experiences.

• I went to the same high school as Richard Gere.

• After winning a high school talent show, I got to sing on the same stage as the Brandywine Singers. 

• I volunteered at the college radio station during my sophomore year.

• I was a single mom for a few years. 

• I am a breast cancer survivor.

Excerpt from the Book

For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship.

And by him we cry, Abba, Father

(Romans 8:15)


The courtroom was silent, waiting for the judge to make a decision—a decision to determine not only where little Joshua would live, but also what his name would be.

Not able to have children of their own, my son and daughter-in-law have adopted five children through the foster care system. Each addition to the family has been considered a blessing—especially so with Joshua. Joshua, who had been in foster care since early infancy, was free to be adopted. When the agency called my son and daughter-in-law who already had one adopted son and another whom they hoped to adopt, they opened their hearts to welcome the youngster into their burgeoning nest. Finally, all the legal work was over, and the family accompanied Joshua for his day in court.

The judge motioned Joshua to approach the bench. From his austere heights, the magistrate pointed to someone in the room. Each time, Joshua was asked, “Who is this?”

“Those are my brothers,” Joshua said, referring to the other adopted children. “That’s Mommy,” he explained as he pointed to my daughter-in-law.

Then the judge’s attention focused on my son who positioned Joshua in his arms, allowing the child to see the judge at eye level. “And who is this man holding you?”

Joshua’s eyes widened. He took his little hand and touched his father’s face as he squealed in delight, “THAT’S MY DADDY!”

The judge, assured of Joshua’s placement in a loving family, told John and Melissa that Joshua was now their legal son. Then the judge asked Joshua, “Do you know what your new name is?” Joshua hugged his new father and blurted with excitement, “Joshua John Barringer, just like my daddy!”

Sad are the indictments against Israel’s kings who “walked in the ways of their fathers” to commit vile acts of murder and idolatry. Sadder still are the descriptions of those sons who choose evil over the Godly example of their fathers. David was revered as a man after God’s heart because he cherished the relationship he had with his Heavenly Father more than any earthly treasure. When he sinned, he could not rest until his spirit was one again with the God he adored.

When we received Christ, God adopted us into His family. He holds us in His arms so we can touch His face. We are privileged to call him “Daddy, God.”

He asks us to be holy as He is holy. He asks us to look inside our hearts and say, “I want to be just like You.”

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