Upon digging further, I also found 1 John 5:14-15, “And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him.” So it’s not just whatever we ask; it’s whatever we ask according to His will. Our confidence in prayer then can be held in promises He has already given us in Scripture, or occasionally devine personal revelation. But that left me lost about prayers for healing or personal requests. What is the point praying for our health or desires, when we have no power to change God’s will?
Smoke swirled around the cavern from the flaming logs that had been scattered. Intense heat burned the back of Zoe’s neck. She screamed, but fell to the ground and rolled, putting her hair out. She felt behind her at the missing 7-inches of wavy auburn hair. She sucked in a sharp breath through the string of the burns, and held her lower back. “Dad?” There was a cough and a groan. Zoe waved the smoke out of her eyes and looked around. “Dad!”
My Dear Reader, Thank you for your patience. Simply put. Writing with twin infants is NOT easy. But things are changing. My husband recently got a new job and we moved from Iowa to Tennessee! We wanted to be closer to family, and felt like God was telling us to go. This being said. I... Continue Reading →
Dreams Awaiting I have heard the call I have what it takes I push and strive I will achieve I know I'll be great A glimmer on the horizon Just another obstacle on this steep trek But the chains grabbed, pulled, snared And now I am stuck. I can see the sun shining on the... Continue Reading →
When readers read my novels, I want them to feel inspired to be more like Christ and fall more in love with Him. That's because, to me, novels are two things. First, an escape from the lives we are currently living, and secondly inspiration to live these difficult lives better than we currently are. They give hope that with Christ, if we continue to endure, to persevere, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. This life is difficult, yet. I know that well, but I also know that we have power in Christ to change maybe not what's going on in the exterior, but our attitude. If one person decides to be cheerful, even in the most darkest of circumstances, it can shine a light brighter than even we realize. Also, sometimes it's nice to be able to worry about something that doesn't matter. To kick our feet up and get lost in the pages of adventure.
On Tuesday, December 3rd, 2019, Deb, my midwife, put the handheld ultrasound into her white coat pocket and placed her hand on mine. “I don’t think this is a healthy pregnancy, sweetie.” There had been trouble finding both my two older children’s heartbeats their eight week appointments, so there was probably nothing to worry about. But, then again I though, between thirteen to sixteen weeks there shouldn’t be a problem. “I’ll see if our ultrasound technician can squeeze you in.” Deb slipped out of the white room and came back a few minutes later to escort me to the ultrasound room. It didn’t take long for her to locate my baby, and I smiled as I saw his or her little form. She pushed it down and used every possible angle and feature, but the answer was still no. My baby who had stopped growing at about eight weeks and a day.
Because I'm practically falling asleep, this post might sound a bit odd, so I'll keep it short. I'm starting a new short story for Christmas. I wrote about 700 words while both the girls napped.
Amber, what happened? You were doing so good writing at least 200 words a day, and your NaNoWriMo posts. Then, after your latest Prince of Slaves chapter, there hasn't been anything!" You're right, dear reader. The 10th was a Sunday and it was tough because we were hanging out with my in-laws and some of their friends, so I had to write in front of them and be a bit less social, but I believe I wrote about 700 words. Then on Monday the 11th, I wrote another about 600 to finish the latest Prince of Slaves chapter.
Not to shabby today. Even with the wedding, I managed to write about 300 words. I started working on Chapter 6 for Prince of Slaves! It's turning into something a bit different than I had originally thought, but I still like it. Originally, I had planned to write shorter scenes for Prince of Slaves and... Continue Reading →
I'm starting this Day 8 review with talking about Day 7. Yesterday, I took a writing Sabath we'll say. It wasn't intentional, I was just super busy. Unfortunately, Day 8 hasn't been much better. I did write 200 words, though. And tomorrow I have a wedding to do to. Exciting, but not helpful when it... Continue Reading →