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I’m Stacey Weeks, and this is where I share my love for Jesus, family, and all things writing. I often host guest authors that generously share a devotional-style post that connects to their newest release.
I primarily write contemporary romance and romantic suspense, and you can find those titles on the books page. (You can also find my non-fiction titles there!) This blog space is reserved for inspirational and uplifting devotionals to inspire your faith. You’ll meet new authors and be encouraged to press into Jesus.
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Sweeter than Sweet 16
I had a birthday yesterday. A big one. And I can't help but look back over the last 40 years and thank God for His hand in my life. It seemed like an appropriate time to repost this letter to my 16-year-old self. To that 16-year-old girl, forever trying to prove...
The Next Billy Graham Might Be Drunk Right Now by Dr. Russell Moore
Whenever I start to get discouraged about the future of the church, I remember a conversation I had a few years ago with evangelical theologian Carl F. H. Henry on what would turn out to be his last visit to Southern Seminary before his death. Several of us were lamenting the...
Something beautiful is on the other side of your mountain
The day is hard. Correction. The season is hard. Hard enough that it is tempting to doubt and fall into despair. But You, Lord, are my refuge and strength. You are my help in times of trouble. I don't understand, but I don't need to understand. I need to believe that Your ways...
Ten years and counting
Today our precious Kate, who we adopted nine years ago, turns ten, but her story is much older. It was woven into the fabric of our marriage before she was born. Kevin and I planned to have a family, but after many years of marriage, we had to consider that maybe our future...
Darker Still
Darkness. Every so often it catches me by surprise leaving me gasping in agonizing grief. Cut down at the knees. Desperate for Light. I turn the news clip off, as if blocking the horrific images will change the truth. Will stop them from burning onto my soul. Dark Iraqi images....
Amazing Grace
A neonatal nurse once told me that singing Amazing Grace to fussy premature infants would calm them. She didn't know why. I do. There is power in proclaiming God's truth. One day, day nine years ago, I first rocked our fussy, premature Kaitlyn and sang the old words, burning...