Where is God in the midst of our struggles? Is God really good? How do we respond in faith when God doesn't seem to intervene on our behalf? My story examines these questions through the lens of a Christian walking with the Lord in the midst of living with cerebral palsy (CP). As a young teenager, I began to seek the Lord for miraculous healing from my incurable neuro-muscular condition. After many failed attempts, I began to wrestle with the Lord over His sovereign decision to withhold healing from my body. This painful struggle lasted twelve years. Through interactions with others who have CP, psychotherapy, and an understanding church family, I came to discover how to walk with the tension of knowing that Christ is the Healer, yet I will limp for the rest of my life. Told with transparent vulnerability, my story will resonate with readers; encouraging them with hope. Christ firmly embraces us in the midst of our struggle using His power to make us perfect in our weakness.

The writer states, "My book describes a lifetime of abuse and its consequences. I was physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually abused throughout my entire life up until I was almost 46. It culminated in my being brutally beaten, stabbed approximately 30 times, and left for dead. God and my young sons, 8 and 10, saved my life. Following a recounting of that incident in 2003, via flashbacks, it takes you from my early life up to the start of healing." She uses the pen name of Michaela MacKenzie.

The writer summarizes, "God had been a big part of my life until my mother was brutally murdered in the mid 1970's. Life during my teenage years was difficult and at age eighteen I moved to Chicago to attend a finishing school. Desperate and alone I became involved with a man who did not openly confess his nationality and religion. I found myself trapped in an abusive and volatile marriage, my husband's association with questionable people and trouble with the FBI and other law enforcement agencies made my life in the USA unbearable and dangerous. Each day that passed I found myself farther away from God. Still very naive, I agreed to attend a wedding overseas thinking I could leave him with his parents while I returned to the USA with my children. Once I entered Libya, I was stripped of all my rights; my American citizenship and the term 'Christian' were removed. I was so demoralized that I gave up my will to live. In desperation and not wanting my children to grow up as Muslims, I found myself seeking and beseeching the God I knew from my youth. In the sands of the Sahara desert I found my God and the courage to live."

“Where is God in the midst of our struggles?” “Is God really good?,” and “How do we respond in faith when God doesn’t seem to intervene on our behalf?” My story examines these questions through the lens of a Christian walking with the Lord in the midst of living with cerebral palsy (CP). As a young teenager, I began to seek the Lord for miraculous healing from my incurable neuro-muscular condition. After many failed attempts, I began to wrestle with the Lord over His sovereign decision to withhold healing from my body. This painful struggle lasted twelve years. Through interactions with others who have CP, psychotherapy, and an understanding church family, I came to discover how to walk with the tension of knowing that Christ is the Healer, yet I will limp for the rest of my life. Told with transparent vulnerability, my story will resonate with readers; encouraging them with hope. Christ firmly embraces us in the midst of our struggle using His power to make us perfect in our weakness.

Imagine yourself completely paralyzed, save one hand. What would you do with that hand? This manuscript is the author's account of her husband's swift descent from triathlete and marathon runner, to paralysis and ultimate death from three brainstem tumors. The latter portion of this book continues on into Sandi's first year of being carried, in God's hands, through the shadows after Bill's death. She has drawn in and detailed the profound effects his illness had, not only on the two of them, but on those around them: their family, their friends, and his doctors. Bill's nine week stay at our nations #1 hospital,(U.S.News & World Report), draws the reader inside Johns Hopkins for an up-close view of exceptional care. When a creeping paralysis stripped Bill of all he valued physically, he radiated the true source of strength and solace in life: Jesus Christ. The real story is of God's love and sustaining grace, enabling Bill to lift that one hand in praise to God.

The true story of an imperfect woman and a call from God that would change lives forever. The story chronicles a call from God through ten years of trials and frustrations to the joyful fulfillment of his challenge. Hilda Hellums Baker did not expect to hear God's voice on a hot afternoon at a youth retreat in South Texas. A mother of three working on her third marriage, Hilda returned home from that retreat knowing exactly what God needed from her yet had no idea how to accomplish it. His guidance came in many forms - sometimes in a gentle whisper but more often in a flood of tears, sweat, disappointments, disillusionment and grueling hours of hard work - yet she has never experienced greater happiness.

The writer relates, "This story begins when my mother asked me to take her out of the nursing home, and I did, despite her dementia. I followed the Writer's Edge advice for rewriting, encouraged by the reviewer's positive comments on the writer style, the relevance of the subject matter, and the fact that the book is experiential but based on scriptural truth. During the month that I had my mother at home, her ravaged mind somehow allowed her spirit to reveal and deal with problems that had plagued her all her life and were thought to be just a negative part of her otherwise delightful personality and turned out to be caused by actual demons. Together my mother and I cast out these demons just before her mind cleared. The dementia had been temporary-- the result of surgical anesthesia. For physical reasons and some (non-demonic) mental impairment, she went into another nursing home, at her own request, before she died. The account includes flashbacks about my mother's life in Australia before coming to the U.S. after she came her as a war bride." I have published it as an e-book for Amazon's Kindle under the pseudonym Maggie Charnock, and I want to keep it under the pseudonym.

The writer summarizes, "After a desperate search for answers to her peculiar behaviors, doctors diagnosed my daughter with a life-shattering brain disorder known as 'classic autism.' Then God answered my prayers suddenly one afternoon as Farema found a new life in figure skating. That day, as she emerged from her cocoon of autism to spread her wings and fly, was just the beginning, culminating in a performance for Olympic champion, Scott Hamilton. But the dream was not to last. Our stories are interwoven into a heartbreaking tragedy, and yet God has been faithful. My story will offer encouragement and authentic hope in the face of overwhelming confusion and grief as it points readers to the source of that hope--the Anchor of our souls who holds us steady when our lives have been turned upside down."

The writer states, “As a college student, everything changed when I received a phone call that uncovered my greatest fear: my father had cancer. The fear grew over the next seventeen months, only to morph into a different form following Daddy’s death. Through a small encounter of grace that surfaced through music, I began the tension of struggling with the pruning I felt God allowing me to experience. This book explores the spiritual growth that can come out of the death of a loved one and contains reflections and stories relatable to others who have experienced death through the loss of a family member or close friend.”

On Sabbatical in 1976-77, the Kirk family lived a nature lover's dream when they took their children out of school and spent a year camping. The great outdoors opened like a book as they explored, fished, hiked, and camped throughout the deserts, mountains, and canyons of the greater Southwest. Jan sketched and hoped to finally master watercolor painting, while Don studied plants and photographed. Jan relates how she learned to paint--and learned to see--as she lived close to nature. To her surprise, a spiritual awakening sneaked up on her. She discovered that seeing is a radical activity: it will change your life.