Wednesday, October 3, 2012

You Cannot Find Peace Until You Find All The Pieces by Marie Maiden

I loved this book.  I took it to the hammock one afternoon expecting to read a little and have a much needed nap.  It didn't happen.  The nap, I mean.  I ended up reading all but the last chapter (had to get the kids up ☺) in one sitting.  Marie shares her life's journey to find her father and how she found her Heavenly Father in the search.  This author writes in such a way I was able to feel her pain and joys and letdowns and triumphs deeper  with each page.  The way her life unfolds is so victorious!  When she found her father at last and he was dead, there is no doubt in the reader's heart how devastated she must have felt, yet she faced it with the joy of the Lord in her heart and all you notice is the peace she had to at last reach the end, even if it wasn't the reunion she had dreamed of her entire life.  

I was immensely moved at the way she tried to know her father through his relatives who were complete strangers.  I loved the way she tried to honor him in death.  I love the way finding her father made her realize how much her mother had done for her in raising Marie and her siblings as a single mom.  I loved that she realized how she had failed her mother all those years.  I loved how she sought her mother's forgiveness and spent the rest of her mama's life seeking to make restitution and I love that she desired to honor both her parents even in death.  

My parents have disowned me more times than I can count.  As it stands now it has been more than 5 years since my mother spoke to me and 2 years since I've heard from my father.  However, Marie's words encouraged me to find ways I can honor them even if I can't be part of their life.

This lady is truly inspirational.  As I finished the book, knowing she grew up and lives less than an hour from me, I seriously contemplated trying to arrange an in person interview, if for no other reason to tell her what an example she is to children (young and old) everywhere.  With the crazy schedules of classes and school getting underway and leaving for vacation, I had to disregard the idea, at least for the time being.  However, do take a few minutes to read this testimony and be moved to love your parents in a new and greater way.

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Ms. Marie Maiden is the youngest of five children. She was born in Washington, DC on May 24, 1964, her parents separated when she was very young. She was raised by her mother and grandmother. During the teenaged years of her life certain decisions were made for her life that created problems for her that she never imagined or intended. The book “You Cannot Find Peace Until You Find All The Pieces” is the story of what Marie did to save her life from complete ruin.

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This book titled “You Cannot Find Peace Until You Find All The Pieces” chronicles a search for my father, a man I desired to meet face-to-face. The searched lasted eighteen years. It led me to discover my ancestry, which provided the documentation that I needed to finally locate my father. I was able to find the plantation where my dead ancestors lived as slaves and brothers and sisters whom I didn’t know existed before I found my living father.

This work also chronicles the role of God in my life and how my belief in Jesus Christ has transformed me and given me the strength to overcome a less than desirable childhood. Prior to this personal transformation, I held on to many regrets from my childhood. The most consequential of these was a teenage pregnancy and my life as a teen mother.

Product Details:
List Price: $22.50
Paperback: 64 pages
Publisher: (May 4, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1105661261
ISBN-13: 978-1105661266


From Whence They Came

I was lost and I was searching for my soul. Although I didn’t know it then, in order to truly find it I had to go back in time, about two hundred years to be exact.

About eighteen years ago, I started searching for my biological father. He had abandoned my family many years earlier. In the process of searching for my father, I ended up uncovering the lives of my ancestors. They arrived in colonial Virginia from the West Indies. I know the history of my people today because of a need to find my biological father. I did not begin with a desire to trace my family lineage. I had no particular concern how far I could trace my family name. I did not intend to go as far back in ancestral time as the West Indies. I just needed to find my father. That’s how it all started for me.

My goal was to find him. I did not set out to learn about my ancestors. It just happened to work out that way. It seems normal to me that one would want to know who, what, and where their father is. However, for me, it became an obsession. As I searched for my father, I imagined him to be living in a rundown studio apartment somewhere. I thought that he would be a hard-core alcoholic on his last legs. I didn’t picture him as a family man, even though I knew he produced many children with several different women. I did not have a storybook image of him at all. In my imagination, there was a picture of my dad as being a booty-chasing wild man.

I just wanted to find him, to look at him, and maybe to get to know him in order to fill the void that I had in my heart. As I continued my search, it turned out to be easier to find people who had lived over two hundred years ago, who were now dead, than it was to find him.

It’s funny how some things turn out. I was able to find the plantation where my— dead—ancestors lived as slaves before I found my—living—father. I guess God wanted me to know exactly where I came from. I guess I needed to thoroughly uncover the roots of my family tree in order to make sense of my life. I needed to gain a full understanding of my ancestry in order to gain an appreciation for the trials that they overcame.

As for my family, and most African Americans in the United States, my ancestors came to this country by way of the slave trade. On my father’s side, my family came to Virginia from the West Indies. According to Susan Westburg, in her article “From Whence They Came,” the earliest and the richest British overseas possessions were the West Indies. Britain became the most efficient and prosperous slave-trading country ever seen in the history of the world.

In 1607, Virginia was neither a haven for religious freedom, nor a penal colony. It was an extension of the British Empire. It was a colony set up to make money for the mother country, England, and Virginia gained its wealth from the full-scale exploitation of slaves.

In the seventeenth century, Europeans began to establish settlements in the Americas. The English settlers divided their land into smaller units and ran them under private ownership. This division of land functioned as a plantation system.

At first, all slaves came directly to colonial Virginia from the West Indies. Later, slaves came to Virginia by way of three possible routes: direct from Africa, direct from the West Indies, or from another established settlement, often times a plantation. Before 1680, historical records indicate that black slaves came to Virginia directly from Barbados. At that time, it was very rare to have a slave ship come to the United States directly from Africa.

Between 1699 and 1703, historical records show that thirty-two slave ships entered Virginia from Barbados, Jamaica, and Nevis. The slave trade route between the West Indies and Virginia was separate and distinct from the African slave-trading route. Overall, the practice of slavery in the Caribbean and the Americas touched the lives of approximately 12.1 million enslaved people and their descendants.

The masters of the slaves saw it as an economic necessity. There was a great need for physical labor in the planting, harvesting, and managing of the plantations. The slave trade developed into a sophisticated, albeit inhuman, chain of supply and demand.

Ship builders built the slave ships for the voyage. Manufacturers provided goods for trade. Agents insured the items and bankers financed the whole enterprise through loans and mortgages. Sugar refineries and clothing manufacturers functioned at full capacity to keep the supply up. The expansion of the plantation system increased the demand. This highly profitable system brought vast economic wealth to Europe, America, and many other countries.

Copyright © 2012, Marie Maiden
All Rights Reserved
No reproduction of this book in whole or in part may be made without the expressed written authorization of the author.
Manufactured and Printed in the United States of America
ISBN 978-1-105-66126-6
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