Apr 23, 2019

Millennium is Coming


I am pleased to announce the official launch of my fiction author's website and home to the upcoming epic series, Millennium. Readers are captivated by this dynamic series. 

The next great age is foretold, written on the hearts of man, and rapidly approaching; Millennium, is coming.

The Golden City
The first novel, The Black Key, is a fast-paced epic journey, delivering heart-pounding action, adventure, and romance.

Paradise is shattered by brutal betrayal; one brother sacrifices the other. Two young princes discover the truth, one must flee, the other is left behind. More than murder taints the Palace, ancient evil, bound for a millennium breaks free. Princes Josiah and Peter travel paths they never imagined, caught in a web of deceit, intrigue, and rebellion. Davianna and Astrid protect a dangerous artifact with the power to destroy paradise. Lives and hearts collide in epic adventure, as they battle evil, and run from all who covet, The Black Key.

To become a beta reader and receive your free copy of The Black Key, please visit: Alanthia.com and sign up!

Apr 22, 2019

A Child's Drawing

(Originally published 10/28/11)

Yesterday, as I was driving to work, I was in prayer before the Lord.  I surrendered my day to Him and asked Him to use me in anyway He saw fit.  As I sat at the stop light, I was struck by how inadequate and fallible I am, even in the midst of obedience and faithfulness.  In my human skin, this is the best I am going to get.  I am doing all of the things Christians are directed to do. I am praying, reading my Bible, going to church, surrendering my will to His direction, and humbly worshiping, yet I am still full of sin.

He gently stroked my head and brought this image to my mind.  As a parent, your small child will present you with a drawing.  Perhaps it is a card or a picture they sat at their table and lovingly made something special.  They present their work of art, proud and hoping you will love it, it was the best they could do.  You smile broadly and gush over how beautiful it is, you hug and thank them for the wonderful gift.  You do not judge it for what it is not, for most certainly it is not the Mona Lisa!  Even so, you recognize the offering is precious because they are incapable of doing better and you love them and the picture, exactly the way it is.

That is the way God sees us and our offerings to Him.  Not as a critic, but as a loving parent.  I am so grateful for that.  I must try to remember, when I look down at my little offering, that I should not be a critic either.  For one day, I will stand before the King and the offering I give to Him will be more magnificent than any artwork ever created by human hands.  I will be perfected by His hand and molded in His love and we will rejoice together in this marvelous thing He has done.