Friends, What if destiny doesn’t look the way we expect? I'm convinced there is a place between worlds... When I finished writing Light Watchers, I thought I understood the world I had created. I thought I knew the path ahead for Riggs… for Millie… and for the strange inheritance just beginning to unfold. I was wrong. Because beyond that story lies another place…A place where lives are changed—and destiny is revealed. A world that goes deeper than you think. The World Between (Book Two in the...
2 months ago • 1 min read
I'm writing to you from the front lines this year. I hope you get this before the holiday season ends. I'm never sure whether I'll have time to send it. It's been that kind of battle of late. Not enough soldiers, and definitely not enough generals at the top to send reinforcements. Besides, who wants to bring anyone else into a war like this one, an endless war where there are no winners?In case you ever wondered, I do imagine winning. What it would be like for this war to end. Most soldiers...
6 months ago • 5 min read
I had a lot to say during Autism Awareness Month. I wrote a blog, then I wrote another one...and I just couldn't put it out there. The gut wrenching stories I read day in and day out. Ours was just one more. "We have to tell the real story of autism." Britton's words. Britton encouraged me. I was telling him all about how I was feeling. Grieving the "if onlys." If only I had known about the vaccines. If only you didn't suffer with so many seizures. If only we could open a center for young...
about 1 year ago • 9 min read
It feels so real. I can see it clearly in my mind. I've dreamed it, I've prayed for it, I've longed for it with every cell in my body. This morning I've dreamed it again. Now I lay here, my eyes still closed. Savouring the joy, letting the thrill of what my soul longs for run through my spirit. I hear my son's voice, and feel his joy as he breaks free from the chains of non-speaking autism and relentless seizures. The hope, the dream, takes a breath and exhales out in visions that dance...
about 1 year ago • 4 min read
You most likely know I have a son with autism...perhgaps some of you do as well. I write about the challenges of raising, living with unpredictable seizures, and finding purpose. He's been really sick for a few years now, and our life has been challenged and changed drastically. He doesn't leave the house much. He's weak a lot, and he struggles with life outside of his control. I went to put his iPad on the charger and for whatever reason, his pictures were scrolling across the screen. I...
over 1 year ago • 5 min read
This holiday season has got me wondering if... you or I, or any of us really try to understand what other people are dealing with? Is it really possible to put ourselves in other people's shoes? It's a common theme of the broken- hearted..."No one understands me!" And I'm wondering...could they be right? I began asking myself that question...the last few months. I ended up in several situations where I was definitely confused and wished for understanding. Why would someone say something so...
over 1 year ago • 6 min read
"Strong!" Try to make 'em all think I'm strong. Yeah, the face I keep putting on says I ain't tired. But these tear-stained eyes ain't lying. Cause hard, nobody told me life could be so hard. A weary soul with a worn out heart that's barely beating. But every time I get that feeling...I hit my knees with my hands held high, saying "dear lord Jesus! You know I can't do this on my own." I FEEL this song. Way down deep, all the way to my bone marrow. Watching it climb the charts...means that...
almost 2 years ago • 9 min read
Howdy! (I had to say that, I'm from Texas!) I've only met about half of the folks on my email list, face to face. The other half, know me through my books or blogs. If you are wondering how I found you, it was through a contest you entered with Booksweeps. You traded your email address for a chance to win books, and hear about big discounts on books in the future. Like a firm southern handshake, you can count on, I'm keeping my end of the bargain. That's what this email is about...an ebook...
about 2 years ago • 2 min read
Here I sit in the waiting room. Not the doctor's office, but the waiting space, where I wait for Britton to take a breath. His face tinged blue, his eyes stare at nothing...he's not even gasping. No sign of life...my mind spins the what if's. My heart feels huge, pressing against my throat, choking me as I try to pray. Then, there's that tiny moment, between desperate prayers and no answers that eclipses the tick tock of the clock. The place of waiting, between the nonstop praying and the far...
about 3 years ago • 4 min read