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This is my Voice
This is my voice. These words are my song, the music that I share. My word’s worth does not resound with the grandeur of Handel’s Messiah, or the vibrance of a Bach chorale. My voice is small. Never-the-less. . . “And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish Thou the work of our hands upon us, yea the work of our hands, establish Thou it.” Ps 90:17 This is my voice. Alone-to God-Glory Soli Deo Gloria
The stirrings of my voice began six and a half years ago. Always an avid reader, a question began to nag while I sampled the popular Christian Fiction. Where in all the offerings of this genre was one for us? Lutherans, with a place and a heritage of our own? Finding none I was ‘nudged’ from reading to writing. My God given voice could answer the question. So motivated, I began writing for us as well as to share that Lutheran heritage with others. This voice has become my song and my music, Christian fiction with a spine, the spine of the cross, Christ crucified.
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