"Twelve Roses is a poignant and transformative tale that deeply explores themes of faith, love, loss, and the boundless power of God's grace in our messy and often painful lives." ~ Mary Guilfoyle (Acts XXIX)

Anna's life is unraveling. Alone, pregnant, and grappling with a broken heart, she awakes each day to the weight of decisions she can't face. Until the roses begin to appear. One by one, for twelve days, she finds them—delicate yet resilient blooms, each carrying a message she longs to believe but can’t yet embrace: You are loved. You are brave. You are enough. As the roses keep coming, so do the questions. Who is leaving them? And why do their simple truths touch wounds she thought she'd buried? Through pain and beauty, loss and renewal, Twelve Roses is a poignant story of healing and hope. In the sharp but tender thorns of each rose, Anna discovers that life’s greatest gifts often bloom in the soil of suffering. Will she find the courage to raise her sails to the wind, to let love and grace breathe life back into her heart?

“The things I believed most then, the things I believe most now, are the things called fairy tales.” - G.K. Chesterton

September, 2021. Lying in the intensive care unit, I could barely move. Or breathe. An oppressive omen lingered over me, painting the sterile walls in shades of death. I was in a void. Devoid of family or friends. Various beeps and mechanical sounds taunted me, discordant notes adding to an ever-growing cacophony orchestrated by some malevolent maestro waving his macabre baton over the planet. Wearing a crown. Pretending to be on the throne. 

I became aware of the battle. And lived to tell about it.

This may be a fairytale, but don’t make the mistake in thinking it is not real. It is very real. And consequential. In the shallows you will recognize present-day political personalities and circumstances; in the depths you will encounter our common aspiration for authentic belonging and becoming. Which happens on a battlefield. Involving formidable forces. Not simply for the likes of passing presidents, but transcending all ideologies. I invite you to go there.

“You were there. As was I. And I am now here. And will forever be.”
- Whisper of the Unseen