Personal Update: We adopted five embryos during 2020 and our son was finally born early in 2022. He’s alive and growing up well, praise the Lord! Please share this opportunity to read my next novel release and influence its next revision if you know anyone who’d enjoy reading The Years Eaten: Changeling Restrainers Book 1. Sixteen-year-old changeling Jesse Anders mind-bonds with outsiders like him, giving them his ability to charge their powers and heal by loving each other. His ability drains their mental powers when they act like the folklore monsters inspired by his underground race. And Jesse’s powers backfire, making him believe his nameRead More →

A Daddy Lion looks on tenderly at his cub

One of my images of Father God, a gift from a discipleship class facilitator at church, photographer unknown If you’re wondering where I’ve been, honestly, for a long time, the adoption process and keeping my home clean enough to please our agency was so stressful, I didn’t have enough creative energy left for any writing at all. Now I’ve improved on that front, only to take a class at church that required as much energy as college and took up a lot of free time and frankly after my chores and my course work I just wanted to play games, read, or Facebook on myRead More →

The Church faces a lot of challenges with the changes technology is making to our society. New generations have been taught values that run contrary to scripture.  Many believe this presents a problem they have to fix in their own might and wisdom. I end up cringing at most of these solutions. Some of these efforts, while well-intentioned, come off as fake and cheesy because a church or ministry is doing something that’s so unnatural, that’s so obviously doesn’t fit who they are, that it feels fake and schmaltzy. Then, we have people who ignore the parts of the scripture that are unpopular in today’sRead More →

There was light in the dawn Spreading over separating waters, Sweeping over drying land As the dust sprouted people and grass. Chasing dusk with dawn and dawn, dusk, Life from the word, and the word was “Good,” The word from the light in the dawn. There was light on the tree, Hammered down with nails nine inches long, Poured out as an offering of love On the masses and their children, Wrapped in cloths and lain in a tomb And left three days before anyone came, Three days from the light on the cross. There was light outside the grave That could not keep himRead More →

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away.” –Rev 21:4 I slipped into my grandpa’s room, Eyes swollen from crying, Fear gripping my heart, Expecting to see a shriveled-up skeleton With sunken eyes filled with despair. Imagine to my surprise, I found Just my grandpa, looking small in the bed, Shriveled up yes, but my, there’s that same sparkle In his eyes, and smile on his lips! “Grandpa,” cried I, “What’s this joy I see? How can youRead More →