Well, it’s official. Today is the release day for the memoir I began writing over a year ago. This afternoon I’ll hold a copy of the book in my hands and read to a group of friends – and strangers who may become friends – for the very first time.
This moment wouldn’t have happened without the help and guidance of my publisher, Leonard Allen, and the staff at Leafwood Press. Nor would it have happened without the patient and prayerful sifting skills of a gifted wordsmith, my editor, Lissa Welch. Leonard and Lissa, what dear friends and mentors you have become.
But mostly today I’m thinking of my parents, wishing they could be with me as we release this book of stories – our stories – to the world. It’s likely to be a small world, and that’s okay, too! Because this is really God’s story – one that is often painful – but because he is the author, it’s full of hope. And the God of the universe is known for taking little stories, little people – mustard seeds – and doing extraordinary things.
If you want to read something that will make you feel good about yourself and God again – or maybe for the very first time – I hope you’ll read it.
Let me know what you think.