If ever there was a skill to obtain before attempting to write a book, it would be endurance. I’ve wanted to write a book for most of my life, but despite the desire, finding the time seemed implausible once I started my own public relations consulting business and began having kids. Several years ago, I made a move to pivot and shift my career no matter what it would demand of me.
This poem was written on September 11, 2001 as I watched the news reports from work. I was shocked, alarmed, saddened, yet I had a new hope in a God who could save and comfort all.