Not every book I write has the fundamentals of my faith interwoven into the fabric of the story. In fact, most of the novels I write are just cool stories. For my debut, however, I wanted to choose one that hit a little closer to home. Yes, I’m going to attempt to publish a book … Continue reading Into the Publishing World and onto the Shelf
Today is the second day that I have been praying for a revival to break out in Canada. Far-fetched, you think? It's not as unrealistic of a prayer as you realize. In 1904, a revival took place in Wales. A man named Evan Roberts had prayed for ten years that the people of Wales would … Continue reading Catching the Fire of Revival – Part III
Pregnancy is weird. I've said it before and I will say it again. But even though there is an Olympic-level soccer athlete inside my tummy trying to kick its way out, it seems to only be a slice of what I'm focused on right now. And I don't mean that in a bad way. I mean … Continue reading Wild Wilderness People
Sure. Why the heck not? I've had something brewing the last little while like a hot cup of slightly overcooked, grind infested java. Okay, minus the grind infested because apart from being mildly over analyzed, this idea doesn't have major grinds. Yes. Call me a weirdo. Everyone else probably does. But I've been dilly dallying … Continue reading Christmas in July?
Apparently I take a lot of selfies while drinking coffee. I don't regret it. Which makes me think...I am shamefully self absorbed.The thing about coffee is that it has so many perks; brings you out of your sleep-mode, creates a fabulous excuse for a social meeting, and it just tastes so stinking good. How does … Continue reading Wakey Wakey.
I did that thing again. The thing where I get the absurd idea that I can push forwards and figure out this dandy life all on my own. At what point am I going to realize that I'm not strong enough? I mean, I'm great. Sure. Maybe. Maybe not. But either way I'm stinking weak. Me trying to run around and get … Continue reading When God Breathes. (Or Sneezes.)
Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a person. The person faced trials. Then the person overcame the trials. The end. Sometimes I feel like this is all we give when we attempt to call greatness out of ourselves. We give the bare minimum, because often our doubts overshadow God's strength. Instead of a colourful full … Continue reading Younglings. Oldies. We’re all the same.