Tag: hope

Tidbit Thursday Number 2!

Caroline gave Edison more rope, letting a loop of slack hang between her and him. She took a couple of steps back toward Connor and the door, and spoke softly under her breath, making Connor strain to hear her.

“Come on, bud. You can trust me,” Caroline whispered and waited.

Edison stretched his nose toward her and snorted. Caroline lifted her hand, letting Edison smell her fingers. Edison blinked, then took a small step forward. Without hesitation, Caroline turned and walked out of the stall. Edison matched her steps…
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Today’s Tidbit Thursday! Edison is such an important piece of Caroline’s story. This is just the beginning!

Preorder Caroline’s Lighthouse today so you can find out what’s next! Release date is September 29! Here’s the link.

Sample Sunday Number Two!

Sample Sunday Number 2!

Today I’m sharing a longer excerpt to show that Caroline’s Lighthouse is about more than just horses.

Her heart was heavy as she let her mind wander back to last night’s fight with her mom. If it was like every other conflict they’d had since her accident, nothing more would ever be said about it. They’d just go on like it hadn’t happened, until the next fight built on it. The cycle was exhausting, and she wanted it to end. No matter what it took.
            Her mind flipped back to her mom walking away from her minutes before. She lost herself in the rhythm of Benji’s walk as another image of her mom walking away played out in her head.

            Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as Caroline clutched the warm blanket with one hand. Her right arm was throbbing, and the chilling cold of the hallway was making it worse.
            The ER was so packed that there weren’t any rooms open. Caroline was in a recliner in the hallway, watching the scurry of doctors and nurses, patients and paramedics.
            Her dad sat in a chair next to her, while her mom paced back and forth, checking her watch every few minutes.
            “This is really taking too long.” Holly sighed, exasperated.
            “They’re pretty busy, honey,” Doug said calmly, squeezing Caroline’s left hand softly. “You’re doing okay, right, kiddo?” Caroline nodded her head, her eyes never leaving her mom…

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What happens next? Caroline’s Lighthouse releases in about five weeks! You can preorder yours today!

Tidbit Thursday!

Tidbit Thursday! I’m excited to share another excerpt from Caroline’s Lighthouse! 

After everything Caroline has been through, getting back in the saddle means more than just competing. It’s about facing fears and chasing rekindled dreams. 

And maybe finding herself again. 

Caroline’s Lighthouse releases September 29! The link to preorder is here.

Behold

It’s easy to behold something
when we find it beautiful.
A newborn, a rainbow, a sunset,
one quick glance, then in were pulled.

But how do we behold something
when we find it ugly, horrendous?
Our eyes want to turn away, against
anything that will offend us.

But Pilate ordered, “Behold the Man!”
dressed in royal robes, a crown in place.
But the King wasn’t presentable,
or royal, as blood gushed down His face.

Why would we behold such a sight?
A Man who’d done no wrong, tried
as a criminal, seen as a fraud—
Through Judas’s betrayal and pride.

Why should we behold the Man?
Beaten, ridiculed, nailed to the cross,
tortured and mocked, silent as a Lamb,
the Son of God killed—a tragedy, a loss.

We should behold Jesus, His death, the cross
in all of its horror, in all of its beauty.
Opposite emotions, true at once,
because of what He did for you and me.

Behold the Man, behold your sins on Him.
Recognize the wrongs you have done.
But, see the beauty, see the grace,
See the war that’s already won.

Behold the Resurrection, behold your Salvation,
God’s gift of love for you to take.
Believe on Him, take it in,
A new you He’s ready to make.

Caroline’s Purpose

Caroline’s Purpose was my first book—the story that started it all. 💛

It’s the beginning of Caroline’s journey: faith tested, purpose uncovered, and hope quietly growing when the path isn’t clear.

If you haven’t read it yet, now is the perfect time. Read it now, so you’re ready for what comes next.

Buy it here.

The Christmas Lamb

A simple sheep, a little lamb,
With fleece so soft and white.
Small and frail, innocent, pure,
Born into a bigger plan.

To protect, to keep perfect and safe,
Shepherds would wrap his legs with care
Single strips of swaddling cloths,
Holding and shaping each precious limb.

Stronger he grew, frolicking and grazing,
Always under the shepherd’s watch,
Until the time came for inspection,
Until the time came for sacrifice.  

A sweet baby boy, a little child,
Born among the sheep and cattle,
Came from a virgin, a young girl,
And rested in a cold, stone cradle.

She wrapped Him in the same cloths,
The shepherds used for the sheep,
And laid him down in hay that poked,
Like the thorns of His future crown.

He grew into a man and began His ministry,
Performing miracles, preaching, and leading,
Until the world turned against Him,
Until they all demanded crucifixion.   

Like the sheep led to slaughter,
He followed with no complaint.
The Lamb of God died on the cross,
Forever taking the sheep’s place.

He returned to the bed of stone,
This time a tomb, instead of a cradle,
Wrapped again in simple cloths,
Laid down and placed for final rest.

But on the third day, He rose again,
Defeating death and darkness at once.
The little child, of humble birth,
Destroyed the hold of the serpent’s curse.

The perfect Prince took our place,
And died the death He didn’t deserve,
All so we could receive His gift, His love,
And a life with Him forever.

The little lamb, the manger scene,
The shepherd’s care, the virgin mother,
Were all part of the Master plan, the greater message:
Christmas has no meaning without Easter.

 

Remembering What it Feels Like to Fly

“A smile spread across Caroline’s face, for so many reasons. Because of her mother’s praise. Because she had just cleared an oxer set to 3’9”. Because she had finally let determination overcome fear. But most of all, because she was starting to remember what it felt like to fly.”
Just a small sneak peak of what I’ve been writing lately. Still have a ways to go! This video is from nine years ago today.

Caroline’s Purpose: Video

If you’ve ever wrestled with fear, faith, or finding your footing after loss, Caroline’s Purpose is for you. Follow Caroline Davis as she navigates heartbreak, healing, and unexpected hope in the form of an abused horse and a boy who understands more than he lets on. With tenderness, authenticity, and a message of redemption, this emotionally rich novel invites readers to believe in second chances. Don’t miss your chance to grab it for under a dollar—download Caroline’s Purpose on Kindle today and discover how the hardest seasons can lead to the most beautiful transformations.

Something Beautiful

She landed where she didn’t belong,
In a place of fear and uncertainty.
None of her plans worked out,
Not a single dream came true.

She questioned why she was there,
What good it could possibly be for.
She’d ruined everything else she’d touched.
Why would this be any different?

She felt out of place, not good enough,
To stay put where she had been placed.
She was hurt, frustrated, ready to quit,
Until she was gently and sweetly reminded

She doesn’t do anything alone.

It’s through His strength, and not her own,
That she is used for His plan.
So even in a place she never thought of,
In a dream she had never had,

He can make something beautiful.