Tuesday, May 21, 2013

THROUGH THE VALLEY LOVE ENDURES by Eddie David Santiago Giveaway and Excerpt!

Through the Valley Love Endures

What if death came for you today? Would you be ready?
Forced to face his own mortality, Eddie Santiago fought to stay alive in a broken world. His incredible journey through heartbreak, abuse, and adversity left him with one truth: every life makes a difference.
This is the true and compelling story of his supernatural quest through the valley of death, doubt, and darkness. Eddie provides a passionate story that will capture the attention of even the toughest skeptics.
Angels, demons, heaven, hell, Jesus and the devil: are they fiction, or are they more real than anything else in the world?

About Eddie David Santiago

Eddie David Santiago has worked in the mental health/substance abuse field since he was 18 years old.  He holds bachelor degrees in both psychology and religious studies and has provided counseling related services for multiple mental health, substance abuse and human service agencies.  In addition, he earned his master’s degree in counseling along with certification in educational administration.
With over fifteen years of counseling related experience, Eddie founded the organization L.E.A.D. (Love Endures And Delivers) which offers interactive group trainings, seminar sessions, speaking opportunities for groups of all ages and crisis counseling sessions.
THROUGH THE VALLEY, LOVE ENDURES is based on Eddie’s early collection of writings, through which he found his voice.  He seeks to inspire others to find their voice and share their own stories. Eddie resides in the Midwest with his beautiful wife Sarah and their three amazing children, Faith, Isaiah and Makaylah.

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Here's our excerpt of this amazing book! 

I decided to see one of my old teachers Mr. Attest, who made sure I took his class every year.  Mr. Attest was my favorite high school teacher because he loved all of the kids.  I must have managed to catch him this day during his prep because his class was empty, so I walked in with a big smile. 
“How are you doing, kind sir?” I said, putting on an accent.
“Eddie,” he said as tears formed in his eyes. “I’m so happy to see you.”
I was caught off-guard as I didn’t expect an emotional welcome.  I told him a little about my life in college and with work.
With tears building in his eyes and his voice cracking, Mr. Attest said, “I am so proud of you.  You were able to overcome the obstacles we put in your way.  I know what we did to you, and yet you still turned into a man worthy of making our world better.  I am sorry for what we did.”
In his subtle way, my favorite teacher acknowledged the hate I had endured over the years.  Tears filled my eyes as I felt that big lump form in my throat.  All I could do was stare at him as I held back the tears.  I was so used to looking away in order to love people so as not to get a glimpse of hate.  It’s how I was able to continue loving people.  But when I looked at Mr. Attest, I saw eyes that were seeking forgiveness.  I hadn’t expected that.  He wasn’t even one of the people who hurt me throughout the years, but yet he wanted to ask forgiveness for all of them who did and take that burden upon himself. 
I didn’t understand it.  I didn’t know exactly what to say so I shook my head in acknowledgement and said, “Thank you.”
“You know, there comes a point in our lives where we look back and realize too late what we should have done or what we should have said.  We realize our silence is just as bad as the abuse.  We try to tell ourselves that’s not us, so we continue to do right by people, but never take the time to realize we are no better.  You’re a fine young man.”  Mr. Attest put his arm on my shoulder.

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  1. definitely... I have several angels guarding me... now, if only we agreed all the time about what is best... I'd have it made... ☺♥

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