I write because I can’t help it. There are just too many words in my head. I have papers scattered by my chair, in my car, my purse and across my desk with thoughts and ideas I can’t help but express. I believe God wired me to be a woman of words.

computerMy first book, released in December of 2011, is a modern retelling of the story of the Magi from the book of Matthew, Chapter 2. If you have read it but thought it was a Christmas story you are missing so many of the rich truths that apply to your life right now. It’s called A Rollercoaster, A Roundabout and A Road Trip – Three Exciting Rides That Will Change Your Life, for a reason. You’ll see yourself all over this ancient story and hopefully never be the same again. READ MORE

My next book is in process. It’s called The Little Black Dress of Bitterness – Moving Past the Wounds We WearThe writing has gone slowly because I’ve needed to do some work in my own life. Each chapter has been a chance to work through a different aspect of bitterness so I could write about it, and just when I thought I was ready, God would reveal more. As I write this book I am learning how deceptive bitterness is; finding there is  a path to forgiveness; experiencing a peace that passes understanding and working on a plan for doing better next time I find my soul shrunken by the wounds I wear.

 

Bitterness is a wound nursed growing roots in resentment rehearsed.
It chooses to believe the worst; blindly demanding my feelings first.
Bitterness spreads with anger dispersed planting poison in a heart unsearched.

Bitterness leads to aching bones, lack of patience and angry tones.
Isolation and lots of tears, me becoming judge for all my peers.

It often begins with a small offense; where reactions make no common sense.
A hurt at close range from someone we love brings pain we can’t let go of.

We exhaust ourselves with thoughts not suited, listening to lies not easily muted.
Grace not extended, peace polluted.
The only way forward, it must be uprooted.

— From The Little Black Dress of Bitterness by Elizabeth Murphy