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I write because I can’t help it. There are just too many words in my head. I have papers scattered by my chair, in my car, my purse, and across my desk, with thoughts and ideas, I can’t help but express. I believe God wired me to be a woman of words.

My first book, released in December of 2011, is a modern retelling of the story of the Magi from the book of Matthew, Chapter 2. If you have read it but thought it was a Christmas story you are missing so many of the rich truths that apply to your life right now. It’s called A Rollercoaster, A Roundabout and A Road Trip – Three Exciting Rides That Will Change Your Life, for a reason. You’ll see yourself all over this ancient story and hopefully never be the same again. 


My next book is in process. It’s called UPROOTED – Letting Go of Bitterness. The writing has gone slowly because I’ve needed to do some gardening in my own life. Each chapter led me to roots of bitterness I had to work through before I could write about them. During the writing of this book I have found a path to forgiveness; a peace that passes understanding and a plan for doing better next time bitter seeds are cast my way. 

Bitterness is a wound nursed growing roots in resentment rehearsed.
It chooses to believe the worst; blindly demanding my feelings first.
Bitterness spreads with anger dispersed planting poison in a heart unsearched.

Bitterness leads to aching bones, lack of patience, and angry tones.
Isolation and lots of tears, me becoming judge for all my peers.

It often begins with a small offense; where reactions make no common sense.
A hurt at close range from someone we love brings pain we can’t let go of.

We exhaust ourselves with thoughts not suited, listening to lies not easily muted.
Grace not extended, peace polluted.
The only way forward, it must be uprooted.

— From UPROOTED by Elizabeth Murphy

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