Book 2

Book 2

Book 2 The Writers

There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:
~Ecclesiastes 3:1

SAM_1698This is a favorite summer picture. It’s at a city water park, where the buckets dump water on the kids waiting below. Such a great activity on a hot day! Can you guess which children are mine? Do you see the two cuties under the umbrella…? Yep. I claim those goofy kids!

It’s summer, and I have found that summer is a very busy time of year for most people. I tried to schedule a get together with a new friend this week. We couldn’t find a day that worked. So we looked through our calendars and finally found a time we could get together for coffee. … In July.

Summer is a busy time of year.

That being said, I’ve had some questions about a second book. And the answer is- YES! There is another book. In fact there are several more books. But books take awhile to make.

Here is my proof:

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Porkie looks like an elephant sat on him…

We start with a story, and then I do these sketches (you can see where my talent does NOT lie). The sketches give us an idea of how the dialogue we wrote works with illustrations. Then we are off to the races. I edit, my mom edits, we edit together… Then my cousin gets our edits, and he starts sketching (and those sketches look infinitely better!). And long story short… eventually we will have a book two for you. But a big THANK YOU to all our friends and family for their continued support. It is fun to be on this journey with so many people cheering us on. When there is any news on when to expect a second book, we will be sure to get information out to everyone. Thanks again!

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Porkie was really hoping he would get a new book this week, but we told him he’d have to wait awhile…

May God bless you with a summer full of friendship and love. May you have time with those you care for, time for rest, and time to work. In Jesus name, Amen!



It’s coming…

It’s coming…

Book 1 Children From the Authors Our Story

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.
Ecclesiastes 3:1,9-14***

This picture summarizes kids- whether we are at home, or in public.
This picture summarizes kids- whether we are at home, or in public.

Let me (very quickly) comment on the last line, and the ‘fear of the Lord.‘ I used to struggle with this. If Jesus is my friend, why would I be afraid of him?

Now, skip to my most recent shopping adventure with three young children, where I am out in public. One child is screaming and throwing My Little Pony umbrellas on the ground, while the other two are playing a very rowdie game of hide-and-seek. I try to act like a better mom, getting down to their level and talking quietly to them. (All the while wanting to shout and tell them to knock it off.) Why not shout?* Because I don’t want people to think I’m a terrible mom. That is the kind of ‘fear’ we are talking about. I’m so worried about other people’s opinions, I change my behavior.

Now God sees us all the time. What if I worried about His opinions more? What if I cared about other people’s opinions less and instead trusted in who I am in Christ?

Fear of God is reverence and esteem for Him. It is doing what He would want you to do. Partially because He is so holy and awesome and mighty and powerful, but also because we should be so in love with Him, we want to do things His Way.**

That being said…

You may have not realized this, but this web site is part of our journey relating to the ins and outs, and ups and downs associated with writing a series of books. This blog, while not always about the books, highlights our thoughts along the way. Which is its own story.

I am excited to report, that our book team has met. We have made our final edits. We have divided up the last of the work… and… all I can say is, “It’s coming!”

May the Lord, who made you unique among all people, bless you today. May He show you the way, illuminate your path, and give you the strength you need for one more day. In Jesus name, Amen!


*In this example, fear of the Lord lined up with worrying about other people’s opinions. God doesn’t want me to be a tyrannical mother. But my point is, I was not worried about what God would think. I was worried what people would think.

**Ta-da! The fear of the Lord! This is an abbreviated version of all my thoughts on this subject. Mostly, I want to encourage you to let God’s opinions of you determine your worth, not other people’s. Because He thinks you’re pretty amazing!

***Ecclesiastes 3**** is something to read! The whole thing, not just the above, abbreviated version.

****Ecclesiastes is also nearly impossible for me to spell.

Where God Wants You

Where God Wants You

Encouragement From the Authors

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
~Isaiah 55:8

We moved recently. Everything is up in the air (or stuffed away in a box). Trying to find anything is difficult. And that’s just the stuff. We have to find a new church, the kids need schooling, my husband has a new job, we need to meet strangers and somehow make them into friends… the list goes on and on.

We are in the middle of change.

So I started praying more. Because that’s what happens when you struggle. And all the devotionals, Christian books, and scripture I’ve read, point me right to God’s Will. So, as hard as it is, I have been trying to surrender up my will, and ask simply for His Will. And in my prayers, I usually remind God that, while I know He doesn’t usually send out five-year-itineraries, I would very much appreciate one.

Because I am lost. I don’t know what to do or where to go… lost.

So then, to make a long story short, I got a random phone call. Which was odd enough. Even odder, was that she was calling about carpooling to a meeting, but I didn’t know her. And the most odd of all, was that I actually talked to her*. And do you know what she said to me?

“You are right where God wants you to be.”

My friend and I have three children each. All of our children were born within a few months of each other. Can you tell which ones are siblings?


It was right after this, that God did some major connecting the dots for me. There was a time, about nine years ago, when I was a little confused about what was going on. Feeling disappointed, and like nothing was going my way. Enter the new youth pastor at our church. He was pretty cool, but it was his wife who caught my attention. She was amazing! And somehow we became friends. And then we had children at the same time, who could be friends with each other. She also brought into my life her sister-in-law, more friends! And the list goes on and on. (The list really does go on and on, but it would just confuse you and make for a really long blog post. So trust me, God did some amazing stuff!)

But all this to say, that in one blinding moment of clarity, God made something very clear. Nine years ago, I was praying, and feeling very similar to how I do now. Unbeknownst to me, my husband was also praying, and praying for me to find friends (really good ones, apparently). And while I was lost and looking for God’s Will, He was saying, “Just wait! Just wait! If only you knew what I was sending you! Just wait!”

I am right where God wants me to be**.

Thank you, Lord, that you have a will and a plan. Bless us not to run ahead of You, or lag behind. Help us to trust in You more each day. Help us to connect the dots, and see the good You have already done in our lives. We thank You, we praise You, we trust You! In Jesus name, Amen


*New people, and phones are two of my bigger phobias.

**And in about ten years, I will probably be able to connect the dots and write a follow up blog for you. Stay tuned!***

***That was sort of tongue-in-cheek.

The Mundane

The Mundane

Children Encouragement From the Authors

 Now if we are children, then we are heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.
Romans 8:17 (NIV)


This is one of my mom’s favorite pictures of her granddaughter*. We call it the ‘Cinderella’ photo. We were at the children’s science museum. And what does a 3-year-old wear to the science museum? The same thing she insists on wearing everywhere else- her princess dress. And what does a little girl want to do at the science museum? Well, everything. Which includes washing the dishes and sweeping the floor. So- ‘Cinderella’, because she is a princess doing the dishes.

Isn’t it a cute picture? Is your cute-o-meter on overload? Or am I just biased?

Now here is something I tend to forget while I am doing the dishes and sweeping the floor. I’m a coheir with Christ.

Do you know what that means? I am a sister to the prince, a daughter to the king. I. Am. A. Princess! I might not rock a lot of Disney Playwear like my daughter, but whether I look the part or not, I am a princess. Not the snooty kind, but the beloved princess. The apple of her Father’s eye. Yep. That’s me.

And that’s you too!!**

I don’t know if you have a daily devotional (I would recommend getting one, though). But I tend to get my ten minutes in the morning, and then I’m like, “Thanks, God. You’re the best. Help me today!” and I’m off to the races. The dishes, laundry, feed children, wash something, get to work, is the curling iron still on?, overdue books, when was that bill last paid?… and on we go. Drowning in the mundane.

You are a princess. Nothing you do is mundane.

God is not in the background all day. He is with you. Every moment you draw breath is shrouded in glory and holiness because God is dwelling with you, and you are his princess. The trick is pulling God past the morning devotional, and into the rest of the day with you. No, that’s not quite it, because He is always with you. So, I suppose, it is becoming aware that He is with you. It is making your meetings with God more than just a moment in the morning, but a continual conversation throughout the day.

When I see this picture, I don’t see a silly little girl. I see my princess. I know her strengths, I have plans for her future, I want to be there with her in that moment, and I want her to know how very much I love her.

And that’s how God is looking at us.

He wants to be a part of everything. The amazing, the hard, the mundane.

Jesus came as Emmanuel, God with us. And He still is today. The God who was, and is, and is to come with us!

Thank you, God, for adopting us. Thank you that you want us in your family, and that you have a purpose for us. Thank you that you love us so much, and that You just want to be with us. Open our eyes again to how You are in every circumstance, big or small, easy or hard. Bless us to feel You along side us throughout the day. And help us to trust more in Your Love. In Jesus name, Amen!


*Let’s be honest, EVERY picture of a grandchild is a grandmother’s favorite picture!

**Unless you’re a guy… then, you are, obviously, a prince. Swords. Dragons. Still very cool.

The Boat

From the Authors Inspiration

Noah was a righteous man, blameless among the people of his time, and he walked faithfully with God. Genesis 6:9 (NIV)

I have two stories for you involving floods and boats.

Building the boat
Building the boat

When my son was four-years-old, we were on a lakeshore where piles of driftwood had washed ashore following a flood caused by a severe rainstorm. Now the adults were content to start a bonfire, sit in their camp chairs, and relax after a long day of running around. But my son saw all that wood, saw all that water and thought… I could build a boat. Thus began a very exhausting and unproductive evening for him. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get his boat to stick together. He hefted driftwood, and worked and worked… but the pieces kept falling apart. And all the while, the adults watched, thinking, “Oh, that’s so cute.” But no one helped.

The next day, we returned to the lakeshore, and my four-year-old started all over again. Undeterred by the previous day’s failure, he collected and assembled driftwood. This time the little boy’s determination got the attention of one uncle. When the adults saw the boy and his uncle working so hard, they sighed, put down their marshmallow sticks, and began to help. We found vines and weeds to tie the driftwood together. In the end the boat only made one trip, but my four-year-old rode alongside his uncle laughing triumphantly. He had succeeded!

The second story is about another boat. An ark, actually. The story of Noah, the only righteous man in a wicked world. And the one who God decides to save. He sends Noah directions to build the ark, tells Noah to collect the animals… I think you probably know the rest.

Something you may not have thought about when you read this story: Noah did not sit in his living room, watching television while God built the ark for him. (Glad I could clarify that for you) Noah had to build the boat. If he’d given up after smashing his thumb with a hammer for the fifth time, well… the Bible would have been a lot shorter.

My son could not build his boat. He needed help. But if he had asked for help that first night, we wouldn’t have helped. We were tired, we wanted s’mores (just being honest), and boat building on the lakeshore seemed impossible. We didn’t have the tools or materials we thought we needed. And if my son had lost interest that second day and walked away to inspect sea shells, the adults would have forgotten all about that boat building dream. So, why did we help my son?

Because he was persistent.

Now the Bible is not specific about what it means when it calls Noah a ‘righteous man.’ But I’m guessing he didn’t easily give up. He had to build a giant ark, and then gather up two of every kind of animal. Have you ever tried herding cats? Anteaters? Hyenas? Squirrels? Can you even imagine? That man’s middle name must have been Persistent.

And here is my (long awaited) point: persistence pays off. God rewards it. People reward it.

the one-and-only time that boat made it out into open water
the one-and-only time that boat made it out into open water

Jesus tells a parable about the persistent widow (Luke 18). She gets what she wants, even from an unjust judge. My son got what he wanted, even from a bunch of tired and hungry (or at least s’more craving) adults.

I know one thing I need to be persistent about. Prayer. The Bible tells us to be persistent in prayer (Colossians 4). And since I am talking about things I need to be more persistent about, that’s just the tip of the iceberg. But it’s enough to get me started.

So what do you need to be more persistent about?

May God bless you to be persistent in the pursuit of Him. And may He open your eyes to the good that He is accomplishing in your life. Amen



Writing A Book

From the Authors Our Story The Characters

 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

Everyone at some point or another talks about writing a book. (With the possible exception of my husband.) Some think it would be easy. Some think it’s an impossible challenge. And there is an entire spectrum of people in between those two ideas.

workingMy mother and I wrote a book. Well, that’s not exactly true. I think we sat down and wrote about eight books in one week. EIGHT. Granted they were children’s books, and not Pulitzer Prize winning books. But still. Eight. We wrote them seven years ago. In a different time. It was when my mother was going through some hard stuff. It was before I was a mother. And we sat with those books for years. From time to time we pulled them out and looked at them. We read them to my children, who liked them very much. But we struggled.

porcupineNot with the writing of the books, as it turns out. But with the illustrations. How does one draw a porcupine? I can hardly spell porcupine correctly, let alone draw one. Mom diligently worked on the drawings, and had rough sketches that were satisfactory enough for my children.

But it wasn’t enough.

Because we had written eight books in about a week. Eight. I just can’t get over that, when I think about it. And we only have one explanation for how we wrote those books.


My mom’s a bit of a techie, so she phrases it this way, “He just downloaded these books to us!” Yep. God downloaded children’s books into our hearts. It’s the only explanation. And no, I’m not exaggerating. At the time, Mom was dealing with some difficult real-life situations. Situations that involved traveling and support for a loved one. One afternoon, two hours from home, she became concerned she would not make it. She was sick at heart, so very tired and hopeless.  She called out to God for help and was blessed with a story. The characters and their stories occupied her mind as she drove home that day. With thankfulness and joy, she called me to share what had happened. I was driving home from my niece’s house. My two-year-old niece who had asked me some profound faith questions. Questions I wasn’t sure I’d answered well enough.

IMG_0002_pdf__1_page__jpgAnd here is my mom, calling me, telling me about a porcupine and moose. The porcupine who is more animated, and the moose who knows a little bit more about the Bible. And I didn’t think she was crazy. Instead I went home and wrote two or three books that afternoon.

Who does that?


But why would He ‘download’ these books into our hearts, unless we were supposed to share them? How would we share them?

I became the mother of small children shortly thereafter. Three small children. (Not all at once, thank God.) And while I don’t want to say that I gave up on the idea of publishing the books, I was busy enough that I was no longer considering it a possibility.

But not Mom. If you know Mom, then you know that the words “give” and “up” are never strung together in her vocabulary. She kept at it. She worked on the stick figures. Talked to people about the books.

People like her brother, Bob. Bob who has a son, Adam, who can draw. He can draw well. He can even draw… porcupines.

Because, as it turns out, for us writing books is not hard. Not if God is ‘downloading’ them into your heart. But knowing how to get a book published is hard. Do you know how to publish a book? Did you even know there is a thing.. a number for every book published? Do you even know what that number is called?

Neither do I.

But my Uncle Bob knows about these things. Or at least, he finds out about them and figures them out. I’m not really sure what he does. But I know this: if you ever hold a Porkie and Pete book in your hands, it will be because of my Uncle Bob.

And I think you just might. Hold a Porkie and Pete book. Or at least you could. If you wanted to.

Because of God.

Because my mom doesn’t give up.

Because my cousin Adam can draw a porcupine.

And Because my Uncle Bob found out about that number thing. (Someday maybe he will tell you about it)

So we are getting ready. We are starting a blog. Because there is more to the story than the stories. There’s the stories behind the stories. There are children’s books, but there’s the people behind the books. And there’s a big God behind us.

And we hope and pray that these books are His books.

Because we are all a part of His story.