Have you ever looked back on your life and felt as if someone else lived your past? I certainly have. The wonderful thing about being born again is that we get a do-over—a chance to live our lives the way God intended rather than being forever caught up in the cultural rat race that constantly tries to define who we are by worldly means rather than godly grace.
I have been writing since I was twelve—I won’t tell you how many years that’s been! I am a romantic at heart and always thought one day I’d become a romance novelist. Instead of following that dream, I decided on a more practical path and became a teacher. I taught middle school for several years—and yes, I loved it. But the dream of becoming a writer wouldn’t be put to rest. Then my “season” began—my daughter nearly died in a car accident and had to go through months of rehabilitation for traumatic brain injury; my husband of nearly 23 years abandoned our marriage; my beloved mother lost her fight with leukemia and went home to the Lord—all in less than two years.
I don’t believe God wants me to waste a season of pain to write romance novels—not when I have so much in my past to connect with hurting women. Christ revealed to me the importance of 2 Corinthians 1:4-5…
“…So that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.” (NIV)
I’m still a romantic, more so after seven blissful years of being married to a true-to-life hero, but when God calls us to do something, it’s best not to question His will. I’ve come to learn that contemporary fiction is where my heart is. However, I’m always sure to sneak enough romance into my books to keep them interesting. After all, what fun is life without a little romance?