Kristy Cambron
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Kristy's book:
A Sparrow in Terezin
Kristy's book:
A Sparrow in Terezin
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Mary here. I'm so glad you joined us today. Like many other authors, Kristy has had an incredibly busy schedule, yet she has been able to make time to visit with us. I'm so happy!! You will be too, when you see what she wrote after I asked: Tell us how God has led you on your writing journey. You're gonna love this:
"I Love You." --Dad
I didnāt have a thimble full of
confidence left in me.
After several dismal (I call them crash-and-burn experiences)
showings in unpublished writing contests and enough rejection emails to
wallpaper our dining room, I had just enough oomph left to click āSendā one more time. But this time, I wouldnāt
tell anyone about it. Not my closest friends. Not my co-workers or my
supportive parents. Not even my husband.
Mary: Not even your husband?
Iād made a deal with God. He and I were on this writing journey
together, so there was nothing hidden between the two of us. But that didnāt
mean I wanted to embrace repeated failures in front of everyone around me. It
was humbling. And the kind of kick-in-the-gut to your pride that you just donāt
relish sharing with the whole world. So, I decided late one night while the
whole house was asleep, Iād submit. Iād click āSendā and forget about the
contest thereafter. And when we crashed-and-burned again, at least I could save
face. I could pretend it didnāt hurt because no one would know. And if I could
do that, I knew Iād still be able to put one foot in front of the other and
keep the journey (or, the dream) alive.
Ask any writer and weāll pretty much tell youārejection stings.
Mary: That's so very true, Kristy
On the hinges of every contest entry, thereās a twinge of hope
that flutters in our heart. Every submission to a publishing house carries its
own wave of the āWhat if?ā and āIs this finally my Yes?ā along with it. And
we read online reviews and feedback on our work with eyes peeking out from behind
one hand and a pint of Ben & Jerryās in the other.
No one likes brokenness. And thatās what failure isā a form of
something thatās been broken. Whether it be our plan. Our dream. Our timing,
even. When an outcome doesnāt measure up to a standard weāve set for ourselves,
something fractures. And sometimes even the last shred of confidence we have is
gone.
On my journey to publication, I remember one thing very clearly:
I
needed God to carry me through the times of failure.
We had a new baby in the house. I was working long hours at my
corporate day job while trying to be a wife, and mom to three young boys. Iād
stay up all night on the weekends, hyped-up on caffeine just so I could write
and keep my publishing dream alive. And my dad was sick. (We didnāt know how
bad until later.) So with all of that swirling, a few
failures is all it would take for me to lose heart.
I had no idea how I was going to make it. And with every poor
contest showing and each rejection, I felt that dream slipping away.
But hereās the
bright spot. Hereās the shiny penny in the bottom of the jar! I learned more
about who I was to my heavenly Father during those times of failure than Iād ever
known before. It was like receiving a message straight from His heart to mine.
Nowadays we
receive sweet messages by text message. You know the kindā they come through
when youāre having a particularly rough day. Someone says theyāre praying for
you. Maybe they drop a few smiley face emoticons in for good measure. Or maybe
they just say a simple, āI love you.ā
And thatās it. That tiny measure of āIām still here, and Iām still in your
cornerā that we get from someone we love just canāt have a price put on it. And
He longs to be that in every step of our journey.
If youāre a
writer, keep going. Look up the graciousness of our Savior in Acts 9 every time you get tripped up. Youāll see that itās all about
timing, and that itās not really failure at all. Itās about Him and whatās Heās
crafting in your life! Your talents will be used. You might have to grow and
build your faith muscles and endure through hundreds of text messages from your
loved ones, but I guaranteeā when the āYesā does finally come, it will be all
the sweeter for the waiting.
The failures mean little when compared to the realization of a
dream.
Oh yeah ā remember the contest I entered?
I did forget about it. And I didnāt remember until I received word that Iād actually
won. And the judge for that contest? Sheās now my editor and dear friend. That
season came to an end with the start of something new: a contract with my new
publishing home and a dream made real. And surprise, surprise⦠I remembered the
āI love youā moments from my heavenly Father along the way more than I did
anything else.
So, how have you seen glimpses of God's presence on a tough journey in your life?
Kristy Cambron fancies life as a vintage-inspired
storyteller. Her debut novel, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE VIOLIN, was named to Library Journal Reviews' Best Books of 2014 and
was nominated for RT Reviewers' Choice
Awards Best Inspirational Novel of 2014. Sheās an Art/Design Manager and
co-founder of TheGROVEstory.com storytelling ministry. She holds a degree in
Art History from Indiana University, and has nearly 15 years of experience in
communications for a Fortune-100 Company. She lives in Indiana with her husband
and three football-loving sons, where she can probably be bribed with a coconut
mocha latte and a good Christian fiction read.
You can learn more about Kristy Cambron at:
Facebook: Kristy Cambron |
Twitter: @KCambronAuthor |
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Bound together
across time, two women will discover a powerful connection through one survivorās
story of hope in the darkest days of a war-torn world.
Present DayāWith the grand opening of her new art gallery and a fairyātale
wedding just around the corner, Sera James feels like sheās stumbled into a
charmed lifeāuntil a brutal legal battle against fiancĆ© William Hanover
threatens to destroy their future before it even begins.
Now, after an
eleventh-hour wedding ceremony and a callous arrest, William faces a decade in
prison for a crime he never committed, and Sera must battle the scathing
accusations that threaten her family and any hope for a future with the man she
loves.
1942āKĆ”ja Makovsky narrowly escaped Nazi-occupied Prague in
1939 and was forced to leave behind her half-Jewish family. Now a reporter for The Daily Telegraph in England, KƔja
discovers the terror has followed her across the Channel in the shadowy form of
the London Blitz. When she learns Jews are being exterminated by the thousands
on the continent, she has no choice but to return to her mother city, risking
her life to smuggle her family to freedom and peace.
Connecting across a century through
one little girl, a Holocaust survivor with a foot in each world, these two
women will discover a kinship that springs even in the darkest of times. In
this tale of hope and survival, Sera and KƔja must cling to the faith that
sustains them and fight to protect all they hold dearāeven if it means placing
their own futures on the line
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Thank you, Kristy, for joining us this weekend!
We enjoy chatting with you and are looking forward to reading your comments and questions. Or at least your hi, hello, or hey.
Thanks for stopping by!
Don't forget to comment!
Oh, and remember Kristy's question-
How have you seen glimpses of God's presence on a tough journey in your life?
Oh, and remember Kristy's question-
How have you seen glimpses of God's presence on a tough journey in your life?
Comments
Blessings to you both! Thank you for the chance to enter into your drawing. :-)
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Blessings to you both! Thank you for the chance to enter into your drawing. :-)
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I think we can all give a hearty "Amen" to your words. I feel blessed just reading your comment. Thanks so much for joining Kristy and me today, Kate. Looking forward to chatting with you again.
I love reading when friends share a witness of God's presence even in the small unexpected things like the clipboard. I am so glad you shared that story with us today. So what brightened your day has now brightened ours. God is pretty awesome, eh?
Great to chat with you this morning.
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Kristy, your story encouraged me today! I needed to hear your words and see the trust in God as a reminder to me in my own life in this moment. Even though you were coming at it as a writer (which I am not), it still touched something deep in my heart. Thank you for sharing even the difficult times in your life. You just never know who God will touch in it :-) I appreciate your open heart!
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I'm so glad you stopped by today, Laurie. Loved chatting with you.
Thanks so much for chatting with us, Virginia!
How awesome is that! Watching animals in places we don't expect or at times we don't expect is simply thrilling. Once a yellow bird landed on our deck. The yellow was as brilliant as the sun. I wanted to run for my camera but knew it would fly away by the time I came back. It only stayed a moment then flew away. Just a sweet blessing from God.
I'm so glad you stopped by today, Karen. Your comment cause me to remember the yellow bird. :)
I will add you to my prayer list. My mom and dad needed my care for four years. Dad passed. My older sister moved mom close to her. She said it was her turn. You are going through such a busy time in your life. I will be praying for strength, wisdom, and sparks of joy. Keep me posted with prayer needs, Patty and know I will be praying for you.
I am trying to visualize your garden. Is it a flower one or a vegetable one, hmmm. Next, I try to imagine the setting. Where I live, God pretty much takes care of the watering except in July. Yeah, it rains a lot here. So I am thinking your setting is in a place that is dryer. It sounds so lovely. And then your family. What incredible Christmas celebrations you must have. I picture all the laughing, and storytelling, and a full dining room table. Good grief...this sounds Hallmark!
Of course, there will be struggles. No life is a mountaintop all the time. sigh. But it sounds like you have the spirit to move through those valleys and sometimes caverns to reach the base of the next mountain.
I'm so glad you stopped by today, Deanne. Sure love the visuals your comment produced. :)
Thank you so much. We have a cozy setting here and love all the friends, like you, who find there way. We keep on tap virtual coffees and teas of all sorts, and yummy pastries. (That's my secret to keep the gang here longer :) )
Thanks for joining Kristy's and my chat today!
Thanks so much for stopping by. I love the rose in your pic. Roses are truly a blessing from God and represent life with Christ. There are the beautiful blossom times that have brilliant colors and stand boldly in our minds. The thorns, while they feel like unbearable times, serve as protectors to strengthen us when trials come.
I'm so glad you stopped by today, Ann. Great chatting with you!
You are a sweet breath of air. I'm so glad you shared today.
Yeah, life can be so disappointing...more times than we really want. Clinging to your trust in God is such a great way to make it through those days. Your words about God's bigger plan are absolutely true! Someone once said our lives are like the block of stone that sat in front of Michelango. He had in his mind the finished work. Using the various chisels, hammers, and cloths he chipped away the unnecessary stone. When he finished the magnificently carved form of David from the Bible towered over him. The form was 14.2 feet high.
God is doing the same with us. He is chiseling away the unnecessary stone to reveal the magnificently created us.
Have a super day, Trixi. Looking forward to seeing you again.
As I was reading the interview, I was thinking that I can feel God's presence in my life in many ways--through comfort and peace in times of sorrow and trials, enjoying the beauties of the earth, and spending time with my family. Sometimes in the hustle and bustle of life, we get caught up in details, and we need to pause and remind ourselves of His presence and concern for us. Thanks for the interview. It was wonderful. My email is whthomas13 (at) yahoo (dot) com.
Thanks Mary and Kristy!
But I think you, too, have seen how very difficult it is to turn the details over to our loving Father. To climb up on his lap and cry, share our dreams, or disappointments, our cares. But He truly loves us so much that that is exactly what He wants us to do.
Thanks so much for joining our chat. I'm so glad you shared.
I heard a quote once: "How can you ever expect to lead anyone from the desert if you've never been in the desert yourself?" How true is that?! Our family needed community during our walk with cancer/death/loss/grief, and those who had gone before took us in care. We were sheltered during our "desert walk". That's why it's so important to share the authentic (raw, sometimes gritty, faithless...) parts of the journey, because you never know who's coming on behind too.
Bless you, sister!
THANK YOU all for stopping by. I read every comment here and was so encouraged! I just returned home from a writing retreat with dear author friends (late last night). I can't tell you what the time meant to my heart. Sometimes, it's all in the connecting. I think I just needed to go sit in a room with sisters whose hearts so mirrored mine. To just be there. Smile. Laugh with them and pinch myself every now and then -- like, "Is this really happening?" Sometimes, He shows up in marvelous ways. Other times, it's in the quiet that His whispered words are loudest.
Thank you, Mary, for the blessing of visiting. Even though I blanked on the submission and was late in turning this post in to you (I am so sorry again!), you showed me GRACE when I so needed it. Merci, sister!
Love,
Kristy
P.S. Reader sisters ~ Can we please pray for Mary tonight? They lost a sweet friend today - the pet who had shared their home for almost two decades. Please pray for peace and that the memories would wrap them tightly.
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God has been faithful and honored your thoughts and prayers.
I am always amazed at God's goodness. Who He sends on our path in times of need. Who walks along our side and keeps step whether we stumble, slow, or jet forward. In His mercy, He knew you needed to be my guest this week.
I think one of the greatest gifts God has given us, second to what Jesus did for us, is friends. This morning, I am praying for you. May God bless you with sunshine in your heart.
Blessings!
Connie
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