Dream, Meet Reality

I’ve wanted to be an author for most of my adult life, which feels like a very, very long time.

And just like that, the book is done. And by just like that I mean over 15 years later, a lot of shoving it in a drawer for weeks upon months, nothing less than buckets of tears, and oh my gosh the edits. The edits ’bout killed both me and my husband.

But now it’s done. Sitting at Amazon, waiting to be read.

And I don’t know how to pick something to feel. There’s so much to choose from.

Exhausted
Relieved
Euphoric
Happy
Thankful
Scared, which is at the top of the list

I think I’ll choose them all.

The book is deeply personal, but it holds the story of God’s power to bring dead things back to life, to redeem the lost years, and to change a heart that didn’t know it needed it. And because of that, my deeply personal story needed to be told. Not because the people in the story made a profound mess of things, but because God stepped into the mess, bringing fire with Him, and saved what surely would have been lost.

I would be honored for you to read it.