Please welcome my guest blogger, Liz Johnson.
When I sat down
to write my newest book, A Promise to Protect, I had no idea that my heroine, Ashley, would struggle with the same
thing that I’d so recently dealt with. I discovered that while our backgrounds
were very different, we both had misconception about being strong.
We live in a
world where we’re told that we have to be tough, pull ourselves up by our
bootstraps, and survive on our own. At least that’s the world I was living in
about two years ago. I had just moved to a new city, started a new job, and
left everything familiar 2,000 miles away. I’ve always been the independent
type, so I figured I’d have no trouble setting up a new home for myself and
finding new friends.
But things
didn’t go exactly like I planned. The weekend that I moved to Nashville, it was
hit with the worst flooding the city had ever seen. They call it a 500-year
flood. I call one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. There aren’t
words to describe what it’s like to sit utterly alone while rain pours down and
the flood waters reach ever closer. To be afraid of going to sleep for fear
that the water in my backyard would reach inside while I slept. I watched the
news, trying to decipher what part of the city I actually lived in. Was I close
to Bellevue, one of the hardest hit areas? How close was I to Pennington Bend
or the rivers? The images on the television of flooded homes and fires only
fueled my fear of this new life I was starting.
I don’t know why
this move was different from the ones before, why I reacted so strongly, but
somehow my fears and weaknesses were magnified and rushed through me like the
raging waters that had devastated my new hometown. I promptly landed in the ER
with a panic attack. Over and over my heart raced, my head spun, and I couldn’t
breathe. The doctor assured me I was healthy and the symptoms were all from my
mind.
So I could to be
strong. Right? I could to hold it all together. I had to push down that fear
and work through it. At least that’s what I told myself. And well-meaning
friends told me that I’d be just fine. That I would make it through. That I was
strong and capable of handling this. I’d started new jobs in new cities before,
so how was this one different?
Ashley’s need
for strength came from once being what she perceived as truly weak. When her
college boyfriend beat her, she was unable to free herself from the abusive
relationship. And her inability to escape put her brother in danger. Since
then, she refused to let herself be weak or to rely on someone stronger for
help.
Both Ashley and
I were living in a “God helps those who help themselves” world. But that’s not
what the Bible says. Paul said we should boast in our own weakness so that
God's strength can be revealed all the more. “But he said to me, ‘My grace is
sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will
boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest
on me.” (2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV) Boasting in my own weakness doesn’t come
naturally for me—or for most people, I’d bet. In a world that says “Be strong,”
God says, “You be weak, and I’ll be strong.”
I didn’t really
want to hear this truth in the midst of panic attacks and my own fear. I wanted
to know that I could pull myself out of the pain that filled my life. But I
couldn’t. And God sent wonderful friends into my life to speak this truth to me
when I needed it most.
Trusting in
God’s strength, not my own, is an ongoing process. It’s regularly releasing
that desire for control and boasting in my own weaknesses. It wasn’t until I
gave up and asked God to show off His strength that he took away my fears and
healed my body. And because I’d come to that truth, I was able to help Ashley
boast in her own weakness so that God could come to the rescue.
Summary:
Navy SEAL Matt Waterstone knows about keeping people safe. When his best friend’s sister is attacked, Matt promises no harm will come to Ashley Sawyer–not on his watch. But Matt’s not the only protective one. Ashley will do anything to safeguard the residents of the battered women’s shelter she runs. She’s sure she can handle the threats she gets in return. What she can’t handle is the way Matt scales the walls around her heart. Yet when she falls prey to a crime web more sinister than she’d realized, trusting Matt could be the only way to survive.
Excerpt:
“Tristan is the closest thing I have to a brother. He’s worried about you, and so am I. Let me help.”
Fear flickered through Ashley’s eyes as she whispered, “Someone almost ran me over.”
“Tristan said something about a letter,” Matt pressed.
Ashley nodded. “When I got home that day, there was an anonymous note saying that someone wanted his property back.”
His gut clenched. What kind of jerk threatened a battered women’s shelter? “Listen, I’m in town for a few days. Let me look into things.”
She smiled up at him. “Thanks, but I got the note more than a week ago. If there was any danger, something else would have happened by now.”
As they reached her car, her smile died. He didn’t have to ask if she still thought the threat had passed as she took in the smashed windshield of her coupe. Tucked under a wiper blade, the person responsible for the mess had left a clear message.
If I don’t get what’s mine, you’ll get what’s yours.
Excerpted from A Promise to Protect © 2012 by Elizabeth Johnson. Published by Love Inspired Books.
About the Author:
Liz Johnson graduated from Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff with a degree in public relations and set out to work in Christian publishing. In 2006 she got her wish when she accepted a publicity position at a major trade book publisher. While working in the industry, she decided to pursue her other dream—becoming an author. She is now a two-time ACFW Carol Award finalist, and A Promise to Protect is her fourth novel with Love Inspired Suspense. Liz makes her home in Nashville, TN, where she enjoys theater, exploring the local music scene, and making frequent trips to Arizona to dote on her two nephews and three nieces. She loves stories of true love with happy endings. Keep up with Liz's adventures in writing at www.lizjohnsonbooks.com, or follow her on twitter @LizJohnsonBooks or Facebook.com/lizjohnsonbooks.
3 comments:
Thanks for sharing this today, Liz. Very timely reminder. {{{hugs}}}
Thanks, Valerie! :) And thank you, Angie for hosting me today. Such an honor.
Delighted to have you, Liz. Your post is exactly what God Uses Broken Vessels blog is all about. How God works through pitiful human beings to show His glory :) Thank you for sharing your weakness here and through your novel. You will inspire many!
Angie
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