In my debut novel Engraved on the Heart, the heroine Keziah battles epilepsy at a time in history when epilepsy was widely misunderstood and resulted in many of the sufferers to be placed in asylums. I grew up battling epilepsy as well. I remember the shame, the horror when consciousness slowly trickled back as dozens of wide eyes stared at me in shock. I’ll never forget the frustration of grasping for a gaping black hole of time in my memory that couldn’t be recovered. What I learned, and what Keziah must learn, is that broken doesn’t mean worthless. Challenges make…

"Great musicians should have only the finest instruments in their homes." The caustic comment from the piano tuner who had curled up his nose at my old spinet piano has bothered me for fourteen years, though I've had a hard time figuring out why. I thought maybe it was the man's attitude when he entered my home. I had been desperately searching for a tuner willing to take on my pawn shop find but from the moment this guy laid eyes on it, his annoyed smirk told me the piano didn't meet his criteria. Maybe it was the chipped places…

"Momma, I love you."  "I love you too, buddy." "Momma, know what else? I like you." My sweet boy tells me the same paired sentiments day after day, usually multiple times a day. One day, a friend overheard his loving thoughts. "Why does he say the same thing twice?" I smiled as I ruffled Nate's dark hair. "He's not. My little guy is pretty wise. He's learned there's a big difference between liking someone and loving them." It's true, isn't it? God told us to love everyone, but to be honest, there are some folks I love that I don't…

"You gonna replace your phone?" I've heard the question countless times. I suppose it's a reasonable remark considering the state of my cracked phone screen. How the multiple shards of glass have managed to keep from falling out or cutting my fingers is a mystery. Still, the question rankles me a bit. Why? Because the phone works just fine despite its cracked appearance.  We are a people obsessed with perfection. If something is broken, just toss it away and replace it with a new model. A better one. Sometimes our attitude about objects bleed into the way we treat people…

Once upon a time, a sad girl lived in a dark, dreary land. As far as the eye could see, the land was gray. No colorful flowers danced in the breeze. There were no trees or sunshine, just bleak gray clouds and barren fields of dirt. There were many people but no one was happy.  The mean ruler of the Land of Darkness kept all the people chained in irons, wrist to wrist and foot to foot. If anyone tried to escape, they would only fall, entangled in the shackles binding them. The sad girl always wondered what was just…

Fear is one thing every human being across the globe has experienced. Whether it's fear of change, the unexpected diagnosis, family drama, or the monster hiding in the closet, we are people who tremble at the thought of the unknown.  We like what we can control, but when we have no control, fear breathes against our heart like a panting, snarling shadow. Even those who walked, talked and touched Jesus felt this same paralyzing agony. "On that [same] day, when evening had come, He [Jesus] said to them, 'Let us go over to the other side [of the Sea of Galilee].' So leaving…