Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away....
Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away....
On bilingualism, language, and writing with abandon It is a fight to write. The time it takes to settle my thoughts in front of a blank page when the urge...
DAY 5 One of the biggest frustrations of a writer during a Christian Writers’ conference, I've observed, is knowing if this is her season to embark on a journey to...
DAY 3 These past few days have been thick with possibility. All my goals rest in His mighty hands. I've heard words I never expected to hear, positive feedback that...
DAY 2 When my family sent me off to take my flight to the bay area yesterday for the Mount Hermon Writers' Conference, my husband told me to give it...
DAY 1 God's love is bountiful. His blessing is magnificent. A view of my walk today through the Santa Cruz redwoods. Praise His wonderful name! I love His grace! (more…)