Healing takes time, and time is something I seem to have very little of. So when my father passed away very unexpectantly several years ago, as an only child I shifted into survival mode; checking on mom and making the necessary adjustments. I gave myself very little time to grieve, and that was probably calculated to some extent.
Reading takes time, and time is something I seem to have very little of. So when my dear Emily asked me to be on her book launch team and read her first piece of fiction, A Promise In Pieces, part of me groaned. Between running a non-profit, attempting to blog here and there, writing a novel, being a brand new freelance blogger at Family Fire, promoting a children’s picture book and caring for my family, the request seemed like another thing to add to an increasingly long “to-do” list.
But God…He is so good at multi-tasking! I began reading this novel, and enjoying the strong female characters as I was drawn into their world…but as I continued I couldn’t put the book down. What was the Holy Spirit doing here? I wondered. It seemed as though the last portion of the book so closely mirrored an area of my life that it was uncanny. Soon I found myself sobbing, something I don’t believe I have ever done while reading, even the most sorrowful of stories. And I wasn’t sobbing because the story was sad, but because Emily’s words caused me to take a journey where I hadn’t allowed myself to go years ago. Now that the floodgates were opened, I couldn’t seem to stop the tears from falling.
And isn’t that the way God is? He gives rest to the weary, and in due time He comforts us as we grieve until we are broken. Then he sews up the scraps like the pieces of quilt in Emily’s book and creates a beautiful menagerie of brokenness, patched up and ready to bring warmth and comfort to others.
No matter how bright the light inside you, if everything around you is oppressively dark it begins to leak in through your eyes and eventually you either have to die or find a miracle. And I found one. – A Promise in Pieces
That’s exactly what this book was for me…a miracle. I am convinced that it is possible that God had Emily write this book, labor of love, hours of work, just. for. me. Just so that I could face through another character what I wasn’t willing or able to face through my own character.
Healing takes time. Reading takes time. Death is the ultimate time taker. God used the gift He placed in Emily to patch up my heart, and I can not thank Him or her enough.
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6 thoughts on “How A Book Launch Quilted The Pieces of My Heart Together”
Wow, this is so, so beautiful Kimberly…. Thank you dear friend, from the bottom of my heart. I praise God for the healing he did through my humble story. Love you.
It’s true…isn’t wonderful that we have a God who loves us so much? You are a beautiful vessel.
KD I have been wondering where you were………..I’ll have to come back and read some more. I’ve missed you!
What a beautifully written post, Kim. I hadn’t realized that your dad was gone. How is your mom doing? Is she still in Janesville?
It’s good to hear from you.
You are great with words, Kim. I can hardly wait to read your novel.