I’m happy to have my friend and fellow author, Cara Grandle with me today, sharing some encouragement from her writing journey as well as an excerpt from her new release. 

Cynthia asked me to come on her blog and share the spiritual theme of my new book…my first book. But before I get into that, it feels significant to say this is my first book interview.

I’ve been chasing the dream of being a published writer for eight years, and this moment right here is significant and special. And I’m sharing that with Cynthia, who I met at the 2014 ACFW writers conference. We’ve lived life alongside each other since then and seen so much.


Before I talk about The Rock I want to encourage you. Hold fast to your dreams. They don’t always come in the way or timing we expect, but God’s promise is to be faithful and to reward those who diligently seek Him. He has your reward in His hand, whatever that looks like. Respect the dream.

Do the hard thing.

Trust Him.

I suppose that is the heart of The Rock too. I like using wagons and cowboys set in Oregon Territory to tell the story of characters who learn to hear and trust that sweet leading of the heart as they face the challenges that life throws at them. I like to find the places in story where you can see this scripture:

“Hope deferred makes the heart sick,

BUT when the desire comes, IT IS the tree of life.”



Rebecca had a choice. She would either shrivel and die like Jules’s rose, or she would thrive like the one Rose gave her.

She didn’t have Mrs. Mabel here, smelling like cinnamon and sugar, saying she would help her find her way. Leander tried his best. He’d given her a safe place—a place to grieve and think and decide. But it was up to her.

Pulling her quilt off the bed, she wrapped herself in it and turned the light a little higher so she could find all the places Jules left notes in the Bible. Maybe there was more help here. Maybe she could find her way out of the darkness that had nothing to do with the nighttime.

Hours later, shoulders hunched and neck sore, she still read. She’d found a favorite.

‘The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.’

The words poured into her cool and fast, like the spring she showered in. The Lord My Rock. Her rock? If He was her Rock, then He was the strong one. Love stole her breath. She could hide in Him. She read the verse over and over until it felt like a familiar path, like a rock in her pocket.



Stories of faith and resilience on the Midwest prairie 

Inspirational Historical Romance

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