By Laura Bradford
But when the lyrics began to describe the depths of Jesus’ sacrifice—how He let humanity trample Him like a flower tossed on the ground—a stab of conviction pierced my heart. If my Savior gave everything for me, shouldn’t I
Psalm 45:1
A wedding song.
“My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer” (Psalm 45:1 NIV).
Bob and I are retreads; we’ve each been married before. Not something
Every season has a downside. Every season has an upside. Weathering them can turn us upside down.
Anyone who has been writing for longer than a year has already discovered that writing has its seasons. Seasons of plenty. Seasons of want. Fluctuations in the market. Keeping up with innovations.
Several years ago, while writing my fourth novel, I found myself completely stuck. I sat in front of my computer and realized that I had nothing. No words, no ideas. Zilch. Nada. Nil. The problem was that my deadline was less than a week away
