This picture is probably a bit more dramatic than I feel about this topic, but in all honesty, it does hurt just a little bit. "What does?" you ask. Well, this:       I write Christian Fiction. In the Love Story/Romance genre. There is no graphic sex in…

       Then I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion, and with him 144,000 thousand who had his name and his Father's name written on their foreheads. And I heard a sound from heaven like the roar of rushing waters and like a loud peal of thunder. The…

                            Let's go back to my WIP. Keep in mind at this point in the story the protagonist is not a Christian.  From Chapter 21 I retrieved the cooler, and we sat on the tailgate and ate our lunch, each of us…

                                              When you're two, you own your world.  A familiar picture to many of you. I'm so amused by the young me. I can still relate.    Father, you are the amazing provider,…

                                               I stole this picture from a Facebook post. As a reader, it's absolutely true. As an author, it's a stunning experience.  And as an author, the very best part of that experience…

      Oh yeah, the incredible celebration of manhood because you cannot keep good men down. So let's do a little rock 'n' roll to contrast the lies and deception about being a man. REAL men are to be commended and celebrated.    Father, you made us who we are, and we celebrate your…

           Then I saw another beast, coming out of the earth. He had two horns like a lamb, but he spoke like a dragon. He exercised all the authority of the first beast on his behalf, and made the earth and its inhabitants worship the first beast, whose fatal wound had…

                          This picture was taken during the time of my first year at the University of Washington at the home where our new friends gathered, took photographs, and developed them in a homemade dark room. Musicians, a band, cameras, such talent. Fun people.…