III. DEATH He brought me to my feet And lifted his shirt high He placed my hand upon his side I jerked back with a cry Tears they brimmed my stricken eyes He smiled and wiped my tear “See my child,” he whispered, “It’s by these stripes you’re healed.” Without control my tears poured down … Read more
II. ENCOUNTER Then on that path I stumbled low And fell face to the ground That voice grew louder, closer still I trembled in prostrate bow A gentle hand reached out to me And lifted my chin high And what I saw did not expect Filled was I with bewildered awe I saw a face … Read more
I began writing this story poem several years ago. Easter week seems an appropriate time to finish writing it as I reflect on the meaning of this week. I pray that reading it in each installment blesses you as much as writing it has blessed me – and don’t judge; I’m a novelist, not … Read more
“Aslan is a lion- the Lion, the great Lion.” “Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he-quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”… “Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.” These words … Read more
For months fans of This is Us have been anxiously – and perhaps dreadingly – awaiting THE episode. THE episode where we finally find out how Jack dies. Fellow fans, you know exactly what I mean. We’ve known it’s coming. We’ve known it would rip our hearts out. We’ve known we would have to actually face the fact that … Read more
Welcome back! Ready for the second author who influenced my writing? Drumroll, please… Lynn Austin. First of all, y’all have to understand that I read a lot (My sister and I both kept books in the bathroom growing up. Made for some long bathroom visits. Fellow moms of young children ask me how I have … Read more
If I could sit down with each of my favorite authors for an hour, do you know what question I would ask every one of them? What influences have shaped your writing? Today I’m going to begin answering that question for you, because I imagine many of you would ask the same question. There … Read more
Day One I brace myself, expecting it to be bad. I’ve been preparing myself for the past week to do this. It’s something I need to do, for me. I know it will be hard. I know it will be painful. I know it will be emotional. But I need to. For me and for … Read more
Oh, Abba, Can I just stay here in your arms? Here with you in the shelter of your wings? Can I just hold on to you with my face buried against you to hide my tears? Can I just stay up here and hide away with you in the Word and prayer and song? There … Read more