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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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Changing Seasons
September has always been a favourite month of mine. However, this year, the changes ushered in have been bittersweet.
Write Every Day
Write every day. Those two words were the most repeated advice offered to me as a new writer. However, there was a huge discrepancy between what was said to me and what I actually heard. Said: "Write every day." Heard: "Write novel material every day." Said: "Write every day."...
Until We Meet Again
This week a good friend transitioned from the perishable to the imperishable. My youngest prayed that she would: "have a great first day with Jesus." I know she did. As I mourn her death, this excerpt, adapted from Unexpected Love, reminds me that despite how I feel, this...
The Goodness of God
The goodness of God is everywhere: new routes made in a traumatized brain, babies born too early now healthy and strong, blades slicing through flesh but not stealing life, a pushing back against paralysis, delayed surgery resulting in new, life-saving options. The goodness of...
But God—two words that change everything
Dead men walking fill the world. You look into their eyes, on the street, in the mirror. Dead men with an over-inflated sense of self importance. Dead men with loud voices. Dead men setting their own course. Dead men deceived into believing their good deeds bring something of...
3 things that should never take a holiday
Routines and habits are great, but what the Lord teaches us through His Word, in prayer, and through each other is never routine.