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And they have defeated him by the blood of the Lamb and by their testimony. And they did not love their lives so much that they were afraid to die.
Revelation 12:11 NLT
My salvation story began after my father’s death. I was only four. The day I burned my finger on our kitchen stove was the day I came to know Jesus. I asked my mom if I would die from the burn, and my mother assured me I wouldn’t. Then, she told me the simple truth — if I was God’s child, heaven would be my home when it was time for me to die. I readily accepted this truth, and confessed my sins. I knew, even at this tender age, I was not perfect. I needed a Savior — a guiding light to show me the way.
Jesus, along with the Holy Spirit, has been my guide through troubled and uncertain times. First, when my father died. I didn’t feel the loss until months later, and still, to this day, I miss him. Since I had a precious but brief relationship with my dear father, being God’s child was a comfort to me. I could feel His presence daily, even at that young age.
In my teens, I had one goal in life: to be a wife and mother. I didn’t care about a career, but my mother was convinced I should, so I went on to receive a teaching degree, then a few years later, a Masters in Library Science. The Lord was present when I lost my first love. Disappointment after disappointment came and left, each time leaving a tear in my heart. He had better plans for me, so I learned to be patient. God was showing me He was my beloved — I needed no other.
Fast forward to 1991 when I married my husband, Dan, the man God had in mind for me all those years. We decided even though we were older, a family was in our plans. Even there, God was showing me He had a different path for my life. After two years of tests and procedures, I discovered I was infertile. Again, I was heartbroken. But the Lord took those pieces and gave me this hope: “God closes wombs to open hearts for adoption.” Within two years, we adopted a son and daughter from Russia. My heart was rejoicing. I could be the mom I’d always wanted to be.
But I soon realized building a family in this way had its own set of challenges. Although I made many mistakes, my Heavenly Father helped me through it all!
After raising our children, and homeschooling them through high school, they were now ready to fly from the nest. Around that time, my Mom passed away just short of her 100th birthday. I panicked because she was no longer around to remind me of events during my childhood, or details or our family and heritage. So I began to write snippets of what I remembered. In a circuitous route, that led to writing historical fiction picture books, and later, to middle-grade novels. I’d found my niche!
But after two years of submitting my manuscripts to mainstream agents and editors, I got no response. I watched my writer friends one by one sign contracts – and I was truly happy for them. But, in the back of my mind, I thought but why not me?
Last spring, I signed a contract with Ambassador International for my middle-grade Biblical fiction The Heart Changer and realized for the first time, the Lord wanted my book to bless Christian and homeschool students. But I still pray young readers from all over the world will be blessed by Miriam’s story. It’s a story of hope — and we can all use a dose of hope in our lives!
A few years ago, a friend on Facebook challenged us to pick a word for the year that would represent an attitude, outlook or practice we need to work on in our Christian life. At that time, I had chosen JOY — even in difficult circumstances.
The following year, I chose the word TRUST — in the Lord — in all things — in all circumstances. I’ve had many opportunities to watch God work in my life. And it truly has been for my good. I may not have arrived, and my family might not see much improvement, but I feel inside that I have taken many steps towards that full TRUST, which sometimes feels like free-falling into the abyss of Victoria Falls — and I’m afraid of heights! God continues to be faithful, even though I sometimes am not.
Since I have more years behind me than before me at this point, I wanted to redeem the time I have left. I don’t know how long I have left on this earth, and neither do you. So I want to invest my time in pursuits that will further God’s kingdom. So my word the following year was FOCUS — on what is important each day — what counts for eternity.
SIMPLICITY was my word for 2018. I felt smothered by my possessions and distracted by my busy schedule. I wanted to clear out the fluff to have a vision for that one thing most important in life: my walk with the Lord.
And this year? With my MG biblical fiction, The Heart Changer, debuting April 23rd, I have much to do. My desire is to share this book of hope with as many readers as possible. Especially as we celebrate the ultimate hope — the resurrection. So, PERSEVERANCE my Word for 2019. I won’t give up. I’ll push ahead despite obstacles and do the work God has given me. And it’s all for HIS glory!