YA Christian Fiction | sherryrossman

My daughter’s blanky is a “she.” After receiving countless blankets as baby gifts, we found purple blanky when none of the others were the right size for swaddling. The others were either too big or not long enough to tuck Chloe into a snugly burrito—the only thing that soothed her during the colicky months.

As Chloe grew into a toddler, purple blanky had to be turned fuzzy side down for her to sleep. When she outgrew “her,” Chloe would wad her up like a baby and hold her as she slept. On the darker nights, nights when the boogey man still exists, she still needs purple blanky to hide under. In fact, I often find her asleep with purple blanky spread across her torso like she’s sleeping underneath a hanky. But just the same, purple blanky is always there. As I write this, purple blanky drapes across Chloe’s waist as she struggles through a tummy bug.

The grown-up blanky is a “He.” We can’t really wad Him up, or lay Him fuzzy side down, but we can’t outgrow Him. When our nights are darker than normal, He covers us entirely, fears and all.

When the monsters my kids don’t know about yet try to convince me that He isn’t real, or that He can’t cover me in protection, I just pull Him closer and rest under His strength. He fits me, no matter what size or what season I’m in.

Too often, we forget we are always covered in God’s love, no matter what. Go into this Monday with courage. He’s got you covered.

This moment, I’m clutching Him tight, wondering how people will receive my newest book. Today is launch day for Wake.

If you would be interested in a review copy, let me know at srossbooks@gmail.com. It’s already approved by Readers’ Favorite.

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Lately, it seems my blog goes out a little later each week. Like many others, our days are as lit up with as many colors of activity as those of the houses this time of year. My son is also going through some health issues–have you ever tried to determine if a young boy has food allergies? It’s about as elusive as spotting Rudolph’s nose in a sky of fiction. Except somewhere, in the midst of unpleasant tests and many head scratchings, there really is an answer.

The world is a little darker these days, and some of us look to the next president for hope, the next administration for support, but really, mankind doesn’t have control over the deepest part of hope. We might as well keep searching for Rudolph. But it is why we need to celebrate Christmas…not for the excessive activity and chocolate pies, but to remind ourselves there is always supernatural hope, even in the darkest of times. He already defeated darkness, we just tend to lose track of the True Light amid the crazy fray.

One of my many activities? Wake was released for pre-order. Here’s a little taste (not unlike how many are feeling today).

Don’t forget, there’s much more to our days than just existing. See you next week.