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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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The Goodness of God

The Goodness of God

I love David’s confidence because although I’ve always believed that God can, I sometimes wonder if He will. I believe in God’s ability. Scripture and history confirm it. But somewhere deep down, I wrestle with whether God’s willingness to be good to me extends all the way to my present circumstances. Because God can, but He might not.

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Day 26

Day 26

Yes, I’m praying through my own prayer book. Why? Because I wrote it for myself just as much (and maybe even more) than I wrote it for anyone else. This is not my first time through it, but once again, I’m amazed at how perfectly the Lord is using it to encourage my heart.

Kevin’s still off work, and we are still in the dark regarding the root issues of his struggling health. My dad has been in and out of the hospital this past month. A lot of things are unclear, and it would be really easy to sink into despair. Then I turn the page to day 26.

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Yes, You Can Paint Fabric!

Yes, You Can Paint Fabric!

Wow, it has been forever since I busted out a “Makeover Monday” post—like, 2018 forever! But this little update was just too easy (and too satisfying) not to share. So I’m blowing the dust off that old hashtag and bringing it back in style.

A Joy to Lead

A Joy to Lead

My dog pulls when I walk him. He drags me along rather than allowing me to lead him with ease. He's determined to go his own way, and, too often, I am merely trying to keep up. But by the end of the walk, when he is tired and content, the leash loosens. He walks beside me, no...