Broken Wall, Torn Curtain
At the end of November, 1989, we welcomed Stephen Davis into the world. At the very same time, the Berlin wall was coming down. I remember watching it on television—me, the young mother who had been suffering with debilitating morning sickness, exhausted by my...Reading Under the Covers With a Flashlight
I take off my glasses to peer at my tiny notes in the wide margins of my ancient Bible. I type them into the computer and add new notes from what the Lord is currently teaching me about the passage. I love being able to use online commentaries and lexicons. So the...You Gotta Laugh: Hope in the Midst of Alzheimer’s
My mother-in-law passed away six years ago this week. She died in her bed here in this house where we live now. Almost five years earlier my in-laws had moved in with us so we could help with her care in her declining years, as she disappeared in the gray cloud of...Fresh Bread, Fresh Words
I’m studying Philippians . . . I memorized it when I was in college. I’ve taught Bible studies on it. I studied it in-depth nine years ago. And I pull the bread out of the fridge and sniff it, surreptitiously checking for little white spots. Why did I...New Book! What the Bible Means to Me
This one is an important book to me because I contributed a chapter for it! Over forty people, from famous ones to ordinary ones like me, told how the Word of God has been used in their lives. I posted my chapter on my blog a while back: “The Magnifying Glass of...
I’m Rebecca Davis, a trauma-informed writer, book coach, speaker, compassionate witness, prayer minister, and lover of Jesus who lives in Greenville, South Carolina.
See my work as a trauma-informed book coach and ghostwriter at rebeccadaviswordworking.com