These days, with the number of prenatal tests available, having a baby is less of a mystery than it was when I delivered my daughters in 1985 & 1987. When contractions during my second delivery were about ten minutes apart, I made the very foolish statement: “I wish I knew what the next 24 hours would be like.” More …
Covid Changed Our Tour Sites and Short Stories Changed Our Hearts
In June of 2018, I began dreaming of returning to Israel for a second trip. My hubby Roy and I had made our first pilgrimage in 2000. We thought a 2020 trip to celebrate my 10th traditionally published novel, Isaiah’s Legacy, was a great reason to organize a readers’ tour of the biblical and historical sites mentioned in my books. …
Working With Editors – Pt 2
When I saw the “Evel Pie” sign on our recent “first timer’s” tour of Las Vegas, I thought: Those folks needed a better editor! Then I discovered the place was named after the motorcycle stunt driver, Evel Knievel. Very clever–and very good pizza (though in our taste comparison, Good Pie was better, IMO). 😉 Have you ever seen a road sign …
Reader Feedback on Jesus’ Genealogy
In my January 11th blog, I shared a little about why I believed the genealogies of Jesus were different (as listed in Matthew and Luke) and “why it mattered to me.” Later that day, I received FABULOUS feedback from a very kind and knowledgeable reader. Though her opinion was different than mine, she was incredibly gracious in the way she …
Who Is Hezekiah?
Hezekiah is an Old Testament king that I’m excited to meet in heaven. I have this image of him in my head—tall, dark, and handsome sort. His story can be found in three books of the Bible: 2 Kings 18-20, 2 Chronicles 29-32, and Isaiah 36-37. As with most kings, the accounts in 2 Kings and 2 Chronicles are similar, …
Who Is Isaiah’s Wife?
I attended my favorite annual conference—ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers)—at the end of September. It’s always fun to meet new-to-me authors—some published, some aspiring, and some so new to writing they’re not even aspiring yet! At one lunch discussion, I met a sweet gal named—Jerusha. Upon hearing her name, I squealed, “I’ve never met a Jerusha!!” She looked rather startled. …





