Through my hurts, my pain, and my sorrows, Jesus has been here with me, holding my hand. He gave me a sparkle of hope. It kept me going and still does. I know my heavenly Father knows where I am. He is my everything. One day as I was driving my city bus downtown Atlanta, I heard the Lord say three times, write a book. My English teacher said I couldn't put two words together. But my heavenly Father said write a book. So the words started to come, so I wrote. In 2005, my dad passed away. Then in 2006, my husband passed away. I didn't write for three years. My first poem I wrote after three years was, Hey, Jesus do you know I moved! It felt good to write again. Jesus said, Martha, it's time to write. It was good to hear my Father's voice again. Thank you, Jesus, for trusting me with your words, the words that touch my heart. I pray that my book will touch your heart as it does mine. And I hope this book brings you A Sparkle of Hope. "The Lord's love never ends; his mercies never stop They are new every morning; Lord, your loyalty is great. I say to myself, The Lord is mine, so I hope in Him. The Lord is good to those who hope in him, to those who seek him. (Lamentations 3:2125)
