We each have a life story, penned without ink, read by the people around us. Who's writing your story?

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I love a story, don’t you? A peek into our home reveals shelves (and boxes) of books full of stories of all genres. We read to our children by the hour as they grew up. Much to our satisfaction, they’re still readers.

My story began in Buffalo, New York, where I became the firstborn daughter to a young Christian couple who turned out to be on my best-seller list. My sister and I grew up walking to school, playing in the back yard, reading books (no TV in our house), and finding a sense of community at church. I married my college sweetheart, a grape farmer’s son from Michigan.

Thirty-seven years later, my story line has expanded to include three daughters, a son-in-law, and two precious grandchildren. I could never have anticipated the redemptive life story God would write. Yet, to be honest, there have been times I’ve found myself questioning the plot. No stranger to the push and pull of daily living, the trauma of a near-fatal car crash, and the grief of my husband's recent passing, I am learning to appreciate blessings tucked between unanswered questions and uncertain steps—and to embrace the value of a deep trust in the Master-Writer.

Sarah Lynn Phillips has authored numerous articles, devotionals, and poems for both online and print publications. She offers a vision of hope in the hard times through her writing and speaking. Her favorite place is home where she enjoys spending time with her family, hosting her writers' group, and reading a great story.

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  1. Sarah, I was "introduced" to you today by a FB post from Dr. Lawson about the passing of your husband. This came on the day of an emotional break at work, full of sorrow, worry and disappointment in myself and others. My husband died, quite suddenly, two days after yours - but 7 years earlier. Thank you for the encouragement today.

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    1. Thank you, Ruth, for your thoughts. I'm sorry about your husband's passing. I'm finding the passing of time still leaves a hole no one can fill. I pray your work situation works itself out. Blessings to you. And thanks for taking the time to read and comment.

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