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The Yada Yada Book Club


Back in October 2002, I wanted to join a book club and couldn't find one in my area and decided to start my own. I invited a bunch of ladies in the Christian community out to lunch and shared my vision of meeting together either at restaurants or homes and discussing a Christian book. Some of them thought the idea was wonderful! Our name became The Yada Yada Book Club. The Hebrew word "Yada" popped out at me during a Bible study one day and I learned that it means, "to know" God intimately. Thus, our focus was knowing God and getting to know one another. God and friendship! This month, our October meeting was a discussion of The Shack, written by William P. Young.
October of this year is a landmark for us. We’ve been gathering together now for six years and we decided that this month will be our final meeting.

I chose to post this today because I have noticed several women bloggers who have mentioned in their posts that they are looking for such a gathering as a book club. Some ask: “do women really gather together like this?” The answer is a resounding YES! Check out Neta Jackson's website. She wrote the popular fiction novel, “The Yada Yada Prayer Group. Hence, women’s groups like this have emerged all over our nation. My email address is also listed on my blog and I would be happy to help anyone who is starting up such a group. No doubt about it, it's a blessing!

Comments

  1. AnonymousOctober 29, 2008 at 12:57 PM

    I'm delighted to hear about your Yada Yada Book Club! And that you're enjoying the journey with the Yada Yada sisters! Thanks so much for recommending the books to your friends. And just to let you know--I am now writing a NEW series that is a spin-off of Yada Yada, especially following bk 7 of the original series (grin). The new series will be called The Yada Yada House of Hope, and the first book (title: "Where Do I Go?") will be out in early December '08! You can go to our web site (www.daveneta.com) to sign up to be notified when a new book comes out.
    BLESS YOU!
    Neta Jackson
    Author, the Yada Yada novels

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  2. luvinlifeNovember 4, 2008 at 4:06 AM

    Thanks for the comment you left on my blog. Thanks even more for the prayers. Without God's presence and prayers from others, my life would be such a mess. Congratulations on the grandbaby!! They truly are grand, and bring us so much joy.

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