Christian Author Laura Davis

For the past 30 years I have been involved in Contemporary Christian Music Ministry as a soprano soloist. I wrote many of my own songs, produced an album and sang mainly in  Ontario and once or twice Stateside.  My life was music and singing. I simply did not know anything else, it was my identity, until I lost my voice.

Five years ago, it was discovered that I had a rather large tumor growing in my abdomen. While trying to take it out, the surgeons operating on me made a mistake and I ended up having emergency surgery to repair the damage, two hours after my original surgery. I was intubated and subsquently my vocal chords were injured. My singing voice, as I knew it,  was gone.

My life changed overnight. I was like a ship without a rudder - I had no sense of direction in my life at all. Where was God in all of this? Why take my voice after a 30 year ministry? It was too much to comprehend and I was depressed for months. I tried various exercises hoping to get back to where I once was, but my high soprano voice would not come back to me. At most I was now an alto, but even that did not feel comfortable because where I once had control, I now had none - my voice would crack and squeal when I least expected it.

After I sought the Lord in prayer, I began to see the seeds of an idea for a story take shape in my mind. But I could only see the end of the story. For three months I ignored this impression (that was quickly becoming an obsession), because I believed I was not a writer. I argued with God and told Him I wrote songs, not stories. But the urge to write overcame me, so that one day I sat at my computer and said, "Okay Lord. Not my will, but Yours be done. Use me as you will." I placed my hands on the keys and before I even realized what was happening a story poured through them. I saw the beginning, the middle and the end. For months I was at my computer. Housework went by the wayside. After being depressed for so many months about losing my voice, I suddenly felt alive!

Finally, after several months the story was complete. I had written a novel! Not a short story - but a novel. The relief in knowing that I had finished was sweet, until I realized that I wasn't really finished. It took me another 3 years of editing and rewrites before I was completely done.

The book I wrote is called "Come to Me" and you can purchase it in my bookstore.