The Book Signing

I wrote this article after a friend, Diana Roush, called to tell me my name was flashing across the marquee at Lakeshore Mall. Betty and I drove over to check it out and this is what happened. My ears are still ringing!

The Book Signing

My sister, Betty, slowed the car to a crawl so we could read the words flashing across the marquee at Lakeshore Mall in Sebring, Florida.


"Oh, my!" I said, thinking that was not the proper adjective.


"Whew," I exhaled, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Here it comes," Betty said, anticipation drenching her words.


In a split second, tense silence exploded into ear-piercing screams bouncing around the car.

I briefly understood the excitement Mary must have felt when the angel, Gabriel, appeared to her and said, "Greetings, favored one. The Lord is with you."

Just as quickly, I felt the complete doubt that followed. How can I do this? Do I have the needed materials? Many questions raced through my mind as I shared the excitement with my still-screaming sister.

"You are right up there with the Clydesdales!" Betty screamed.

That moment is forever etched in my memory. Whatever happens in the future, nothing will ever compare to that first glimpse of public recognition. My prior book signings were low-key for a specific audience. This one, open to everyone, announces that I am an author.

When I retired, I thought my life was complete. My retirement income was sufficient to continue living the way I had for some time. I was content to lean back and relax the rest of the journey. It didn't take long to realize something was missing. I often wondered if I had walked worthy of the calling God had given me.

Then one Sunday morning, a sermon by Bro. Joe Brown touched my heart. His discussion about Mary and Joseph presenting Jesus in the temple to fulfill the Law of Redemption for firstborn sons lit a spark that I couldn't extinguish.

Gabriel had promised Mary she would give birth to the Messiah, a King, the Redeemer of the Jews. She held this little king in her arms as she offered two turtle doves, a sacrifice of the poor, for the redemption ceremony.

How did Mary feel? Did she always anticipate this kingdom she had been promised? What was Mary's life really like? Those questions, along with many others, have often floated through my mind. I began to write articles as fuel from sermons, events, children and many other sources kept that initial spark alive.

A few years ago I decided to dig deeper into Mary's life and look at the events of her son's life as she might have viewed them. The result is Jesus My Son: Mary's Journal of Jesus' Early Life.

Through many hours of research, in-depth Bible study, real life experiences as a mother and grandmother, and an imagination that God allowed to run a little wild at times, I have attempted to provide insight into Jesus' life as seen through the eyes of His mother during those first thirty years He lived with His earthly parents.

My prayer for every reader of Jesus My Son is for their faith to be strengthened, knowing that Mary experienced the same milestones and trials as mothers today.

My name may be on the marquee, but the real hero in my story is a loving, gentle-spirited woman who lived her entire life walking worthy of God's calling—simply as a good mother.