Kathleen J. Robison's Blog, page 3
November 29, 2021
Feature Author
I am so honored to be interviewed by Jennifer Seines, a delightful author of many Christian Fiction Books that will stir your heart. Please take a look, and don't forget to enter the giveaway at the end of the blog post.
https://www.jennifersienes.com/featur...
Here's an excerpt.
"Today’s feature author is Kathleen J. Robinson. I am thrilled to welcome her and hope you will be inspired by her. Be sure to enter for a chance to win a paperback copy of Kathleen’s books, Restored Grace and Shattered Guilt."
First off, Kathleen, what do you feel is the definition of success for an author?
For me, success as an author is being used by God to lead others to a deeper walk with Him. When readers share how my books challenge them to grow in their faith, it overwhelms me with joy. Like that’s it. Game over. But if you asked my husband this question, it would be much different. He’d say it would be, being able to retire on my earnings. Half-jokingly, but we are of that age.
Seriously, though, the greatest joy I’ve received in my writing journey is from readers who said my books encouraged them in their faith. I’m collecting those sentiments to remind me when I doubt what I’m doing. A reader of Shattered Guilt commented, “Her writing reminded me of Karen Kingsbury, Always tackling today’s issues with grace and the love of Jesus. Loved it!”-L.W. Faughn. I’m deeply humbled and incredibly inspired to keep writing when I hear words like this.
I know that God’s purpose for me is to bring Him glory through sharing the eternal hope of Jesus Christ. I pray that my books will accomplish that, without being preachy, but through a relevant and entertaining story. As an author and a person, that is success in my eyes.
https://www.jennifersienes.com/featur...
Here's an excerpt.
"Today’s feature author is Kathleen J. Robinson. I am thrilled to welcome her and hope you will be inspired by her. Be sure to enter for a chance to win a paperback copy of Kathleen’s books, Restored Grace and Shattered Guilt."
First off, Kathleen, what do you feel is the definition of success for an author?
For me, success as an author is being used by God to lead others to a deeper walk with Him. When readers share how my books challenge them to grow in their faith, it overwhelms me with joy. Like that’s it. Game over. But if you asked my husband this question, it would be much different. He’d say it would be, being able to retire on my earnings. Half-jokingly, but we are of that age.
Seriously, though, the greatest joy I’ve received in my writing journey is from readers who said my books encouraged them in their faith. I’m collecting those sentiments to remind me when I doubt what I’m doing. A reader of Shattered Guilt commented, “Her writing reminded me of Karen Kingsbury, Always tackling today’s issues with grace and the love of Jesus. Loved it!”-L.W. Faughn. I’m deeply humbled and incredibly inspired to keep writing when I hear words like this.
I know that God’s purpose for me is to bring Him glory through sharing the eternal hope of Jesus Christ. I pray that my books will accomplish that, without being preachy, but through a relevant and entertaining story. As an author and a person, that is success in my eyes.
November 10, 2021
November Giveaway
Join the Thank you for our Reader's Giveaway! It ends on Sat. Nov. 13th, so go to my FB page:
www.facebook.com/kathleenjrobisonauthor
Enter to win a $500 Amazon Giftcard or 40+ Christian Fiction paperbacks.
My new book, Christmas book, Mistletoe Village
soon to be released on Nov. 29th is one of the paperbacks. I hope you win!
www.facebook.com/kathleenjrobisonauthor
Enter to win a $500 Amazon Giftcard or 40+ Christian Fiction paperbacks.
My new book, Christmas book, Mistletoe Village
soon to be released on Nov. 29th is one of the paperbacks. I hope you win!
June 30, 2021
Shattered Guilt's Miss Ellie
My book released this month and I'm doing a week of Author Intensives over on my website.
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog
I'm sharing snippets of a few characters and their favorite eats. Today you can read all about Miss Ellie and what an inspiring person she is. I also share a couple of' real life' Miss Ellie's, too. As me for Miss Ellie's Savory Beef Stew
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog
I'm sharing snippets of a few characters and their favorite eats. Today you can read all about Miss Ellie and what an inspiring person she is. I also share a couple of' real life' Miss Ellie's, too. As me for Miss Ellie's Savory Beef Stew
June 19, 2021
Release Week - Day 5 Giveaway
Celebrating Release Week of my debut Christian Romantic Suspense Nove, Shattered Guilt. Come join the fun.
https://youtu.be/p0_Zhhu_Sdk
Copy and paste the link above for a sneak preview of today's giveaway and what's on today's post.
Then go on over to my blog at:
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog
to read and enter!
https://youtu.be/p0_Zhhu_Sdk
Copy and paste the link above for a sneak preview of today's giveaway and what's on today's post.
Then go on over to my blog at:
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog
to read and enter!
June 15, 2021
Release Day!
My debut novel, Shattered Guilt, released today! Please go to my blog at:
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog.
I'm running a giveaway there, every day until June 21st. Don't miss out on the fun. I'm celebrating all week!
https://studio.youtube.com/video/HNx5...
www.kathleenjrobison.com/blog.
I'm running a giveaway there, every day until June 21st. Don't miss out on the fun. I'm celebrating all week!
https://studio.youtube.com/video/HNx5...
June 11, 2021
Shattered Guilt releasing June 15, 2021
The move to Bay Town, Mississippi was supposed to be a fresh start for single-mom Melanie and her daughter, Lacy. The quiet Southern town offers a nice relief after the frenetic-paced life of Los Angeles, but something sinister lurks beneath the surface.
Her bridal business struggles to take off, and instead of turning to the Lord, Melanie makes a desperate plea for help--from her ex-husband. Lacey and a friend are attacked, and while she is hospitalized, her friend goes missing—a victim of human trafficking out of New Orleans.
With her ex-husband showing true signs of repentance, the pastor she'd begun to fall for taking a step back, and her daughter's friend lost to the animals who stole her, Melanie goes on a desperate, dangerous mission to rescue the girl and get their lives back.
And she'll do it with or without the Lord's help.
How can Melanie find the girls and rescue them without getting caught herself? Why can't she trust the Lord to keep them all safe, and which man in her life is the right one--if either?
Her bridal business struggles to take off, and instead of turning to the Lord, Melanie makes a desperate plea for help--from her ex-husband. Lacey and a friend are attacked, and while she is hospitalized, her friend goes missing—a victim of human trafficking out of New Orleans.
With her ex-husband showing true signs of repentance, the pastor she'd begun to fall for taking a step back, and her daughter's friend lost to the animals who stole her, Melanie goes on a desperate, dangerous mission to rescue the girl and get their lives back.
And she'll do it with or without the Lord's help.
How can Melanie find the girls and rescue them without getting caught herself? Why can't she trust the Lord to keep them all safe, and which man in her life is the right one--if either?
May 12, 2021
Mama’s Tears - A Mother’s Day Tribute
cry at the drop of a hat. It’s almost a game my kids play, when watching me open cards. Their sweet sentiments compete to see who can get me to cry the hardest. It doesn’t take much. I even cry at the Olympic Opening Ceremonies! And movies? Don’t get me started. Warrior, Enchanted, Finding Neverland, While You Were Sleeping….Who doesn’t love a good cry? But I think it’s the tender heart of many moms that brings forth the most heartfelt tears. Tears for those we love the most. We can’t help it. But I only remember my mom crying a few times. So few, I can count them. It didn’t make her less compassionate, or loving, it was just who she was. What she lived in war-torn Okinawa during her teen years shaped her. She was strong, resourceful, many times hard, she had to be, but always loving…in her own way.
Two of the most memorable times when her tears fell so hard, I remember thinking I’d never seen teardrops that big. One was when I was pregnant with my first child and someone had made an unkind, thoughtless comment as to my ability to be a mother. To be fair, I had lived a very self-centered party life, and I was a clueless young mother-to-be. Still, I held back my tears long enough to make it to the bathroom. Then the waterworks broke forth. But they were nothing compared to Mama’s tears when she walked through the door and enveloped me in her arms. Another thing I don’t remember her doing often. Although she received hugs heartily, she found it hard to reciprocate. She said her first grandchild, our oldest son, David, taught her how to hug. But that day in the bathroom, through wrenching sobs, she encouraged me in my forthcoming journey as a new mom and crushed the ill comments that hurt us both.
Another time, I caught her when her tears practically watered her garden. I drew the picture above, capturing the way I found her that day in her backyard. My second eldest son, Jonathan, had recently left to live in Japan as a missionary. It was because of Mama that he had such a strong desire to preach the gospel to the people of Japan, and she was so proud of him. Many years before, when he was eleven years old, he preached his first sermon for her when her mother had died in Okinawa, and she wasn’t able to be there. Soon after Jonathan departed, I went to visit Mama, me, and six of our kids still at home. Mama was gardening like she always did, but crying as she dug in the dirt. She missed Jonathan so much and feared she’d never see him again. There is a happy ending. She walked down the aisle at his wedding years later.
This Mother’s Day, many of us are feeling a little weepy for our moms, some recently gone, some long gone. The hurt eventually gives way to a bittersweet thankfulness to God, for the mothers we had on this earth. We also find joy in the promised hope that for those who believe, we will be reunited in heaven one day. I hope you’re blessed with sweet memories of the tears your mama shed for you. Both happy and sad. They say a lot about who she was. Whether or not they came freely, I think the Lord uses tearful memories to bring us to a place of submission, and holy grace in our lives. After all, there have been no greater tears than those shed by Jesus. Heartrending, anguished tears spilled for you and for me.
Two of the most memorable times when her tears fell so hard, I remember thinking I’d never seen teardrops that big. One was when I was pregnant with my first child and someone had made an unkind, thoughtless comment as to my ability to be a mother. To be fair, I had lived a very self-centered party life, and I was a clueless young mother-to-be. Still, I held back my tears long enough to make it to the bathroom. Then the waterworks broke forth. But they were nothing compared to Mama’s tears when she walked through the door and enveloped me in her arms. Another thing I don’t remember her doing often. Although she received hugs heartily, she found it hard to reciprocate. She said her first grandchild, our oldest son, David, taught her how to hug. But that day in the bathroom, through wrenching sobs, she encouraged me in my forthcoming journey as a new mom and crushed the ill comments that hurt us both.
Another time, I caught her when her tears practically watered her garden. I drew the picture above, capturing the way I found her that day in her backyard. My second eldest son, Jonathan, had recently left to live in Japan as a missionary. It was because of Mama that he had such a strong desire to preach the gospel to the people of Japan, and she was so proud of him. Many years before, when he was eleven years old, he preached his first sermon for her when her mother had died in Okinawa, and she wasn’t able to be there. Soon after Jonathan departed, I went to visit Mama, me, and six of our kids still at home. Mama was gardening like she always did, but crying as she dug in the dirt. She missed Jonathan so much and feared she’d never see him again. There is a happy ending. She walked down the aisle at his wedding years later.
This Mother’s Day, many of us are feeling a little weepy for our moms, some recently gone, some long gone. The hurt eventually gives way to a bittersweet thankfulness to God, for the mothers we had on this earth. We also find joy in the promised hope that for those who believe, we will be reunited in heaven one day. I hope you’re blessed with sweet memories of the tears your mama shed for you. Both happy and sad. They say a lot about who she was. Whether or not they came freely, I think the Lord uses tearful memories to bring us to a place of submission, and holy grace in our lives. After all, there have been no greater tears than those shed by Jesus. Heartrending, anguished tears spilled for you and for me.
