I Pressed Send

I sat at my computer, fingers hovered over the keys, trembling with trepidation. I’d been asked by an editor at a major publishing house to send a proposal for my book, FROM GRIEF TO GRACE. The book isn’t finished, just the outline and a few chapters. My mind spun with several possible scenarios.

One, they’d love the concept and give me the green light to go ahead.

Two, they’d reject it immediately.

Three, they’d want me to write it differently. Anything could happen once I hit SEND. My life could change forever….or not.

I think back on the times when I’ve made a decision that had life-altering consequences. If I’d only known in advance what was to happen, would I have made a different choice? In some instances, the answer would be a resounding YES!

My husband and I decided we wanted children right away after getting married. Heather was born ten months after our wedding. Bobby, on the other hand, was a surprise. We’d planned to wait until Mike graduated from Bible school before having a second child. But, there he was, all 9 1/2 pounds of him, 20 months after Heather.

If I’d known he would die 30 years later, would I have treated him and Heather any differently? Probably. Isn’t it great that we don’t have a glimpse into the future?

But I digress. If this book proposal is accepted, some things in my life will change. I’ll have a deadline for completion. I’ll have to follow through with marketing, speaking, networking to sell books. I’d have to relive the grieving experience again and again. All this went through my head before I pressed Send. But guess what? I did it anyway. May God bless the outcome.



Addiction: the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.

Have you ever said, “I’m addicted to coffee.” or “I’m addicted to Starbucks.” I’ve used the word lightly, even in humor, to describe something I think I can’t live without. Lately, though, I’ve seen first-hand the devastating effect of what a real addiction looks like. It’s not pretty. Addiction makes a person do things, say things, in order to perpetuate their addiction.

I’m writing this because someone I love has an addiction to alcohol he can’t control. It’s painful to watch. I hurt because I can’t do anything for him. I’d love to hear your stories of how you’ve dealt with a friend or family member who has a drug or alcohol problem.


I was asked recently to write another article for our church publication. Woo hoo – they liked my previous two articles and wanted more! The editor asked me to talk about how I persevered through the process of writing a full-length novel. Was I tempted to quit? How did I conquer my fear? What obstacles stood in my way?

I sat down to write, and BAM. Writer’s block. I couldn’t get the article written. How ironic. Frustration mounted as the deadline for submission came and went. I asked for mercy from the editor, and received grace – another week to get it done.

My fear of disappointing everyone drove me to sit down last Saturday, and start writing whatever came into my mind. I poured out my angst. Finally, the article started to gel. The finished product was not what I considered my best work. I closed my eyes, held my breath, and hit SEND.

I had persevered through writing an article on perseverance. Is there something you’re putting off doing because it seems too hard? Is there a sheer rock wall facing you? Persevere, fellow climber. You will reach the top.

Everything Changed When…

Everything changed when…

  • I got married
  • We had our first child
  • My husband lost his job
  • Our son was diagnosed with cancer

Can you think of a moment when your life changed, for better or worse? Was it a diagnosis, an accident, a miracle? I can point to places in my life, decisions that I’ve made, that have altered my course. Moments I look back on and think, that’s when everything changed. Sometimes I struggle with the “why” question. I look around and it seems that other people get the good stuff and I’m stuck with the bad.

If I stay there, in that place, I become a victim to the circumstance. I wallow there, like a hog in a mud hole.

BUT, I can say, “Everything changed….when I decided NOT to let the circumstances define me or my life.”

What are your life-changing moments, and how did you react?

You Know You’re a Writer When…(part 2)

My friend Terri wrote this after I posted on August 22, You Know You’e a Write When…

You buy yet another book on writing craft, though your bookshelves carry more than any bookstore except Amazon.

You think of your protagonist and the wonderful things you can make happen to her as you go about your day, because you know her so intimately she almost comes alive.

You go to as many writing conferences as you can, knowing you’ll learn and grow as a writer, meet new friends, and pick up some resources to further glean for months to come.

Yes, Terri, it’s fun. But one of the hardest jobs you’ll ever love.