As I crafted James' story, as I attempted to put words to all we had endured, as I relived and recalled the agony and the joys of living with James through all he had to go through, what God had called him to do, I desired above all else that the book would minister to hurting hearts, would remind others that God is sufficient, regardless. As I edited, proofread, re-wrote and remembered, I longed for people to know James, to understand his story, to be inspired by his triumphant life. I desired that the Lord, who Himself had carried us in His arms through every moment, would take this little book about this little boy and do big things, God-breathed things.
Now, the book is available and I finally have the privilege to share it with others. And I have been absolutely surprised. The early comments tell me that God is already using James' story to tenderly touch and powerfully impact the lives of readers everywhere. I am amazed. I keep bringing the book and placing it in the Lord's hands just like the little boy once did with his meager lunch. I know He will bless it and I pray He would use it continually to feed the hurting hearts of many.