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Today’s Wednesday Writers guest is author Kathy McKinsey who will be sharing about her book All My Tears and how her faith journey applies to her novel. Welcome, Kathy!


Thanks, Catherine.

I became a Christian when I was seventeen. Although I’ve had times in my Christian life where I felt like I was growing in my faith, I’ve also had many struggles and falls. Sometimes I felt like I was only holding on to God by my thumbnails. I realize now that during those times, truthfully, God was the one holding on to me.

My book, ALL MY TEARS, is a collection of five novellas. Each story follows a woman through a struggle, an illness, a fear—a time when she needs to find God’s strength and comfort

These stories are not autobiographical. However, I have dealt with depression for many years. I know what it’s like to fear God can’t forgive me. I am familiar with the struggle to keep a marriage and family strong.

And I know how it feels to find my Father God waiting for me, running to greet me, when I turn back to him. I know how his grace and mercy support me through my daily walk. I want to share this hope of forgiveness, healing, and strength with my readers.

Plus, I wanted to make the stories fun. I like relationships between siblings; with children and adults, not just children and parents; relationships with young adults and elders. I enjoy bringing humor into the stories any time possible.


All My Tears

By Kathy McKinsey

Meet five women who struggle with life’s deep sorrows. Beth fights to recover from alcoholism and to mend her relationships with her family. Ann doesn’t believe God will forgive her. Kathleen wrestles with a years-old fear and with saving her marriage. Cassie needs to learn to deal with chronic depression. Martie finds herself the single parent of the eight-year-old niece she barely knows when the child’s parents die in a car wreck.

See how God gives them the gifts of hope, healing, and love



One Sunday at lunch, Naomi’s best friend Mark sat down next to me in the restaurant we’d gone to after church. “You know, Cassie, it’s way sad you’ve let yourself get stuck in that old people’s Sunday school class that Jeff and Sharon go to.”


“Oh, yeah. Almost everybody over thirty, most of them married. Stuck in their ways. Boooring.”

“Yeah, boring,” Tommy said.

“I’ll show you boring.” Sharon laughed as she spread a napkin in Tommy’s lap then tickled his neck.

“I hadn’t thought about that.” I slid a straw in Naomi’s drink.

“You’re a young person,” Mark went on. “You need to be with other young people, in a more vibrant, exciting group.”

“I’m young.” Naomi popped her head around me to look at Mark.

“Yes, you are.” I kissed her head. “If I don’t want to be in Naomi’s class, how could I find such a group, I wonder.”

“Funny you should ask.” Mark bent down to pick up a fork Naomi dropped on the floor. “I happen to be in just such a class at our church.”

“No.” My eyes widened.

“Can you believe it? A lot of singles, only a few married couples, almost nobody over thirty. People who are excited about the Bible. About life.”

“Young, vibrant people,” I suggested, catching Naomi’s drink before it also went on the floor.

“Exactly. You’ve got it.” Mark slapped his hands down on the table.

“And what Mark isn’t even bragging about”—across the table, Jeff reached to steal one of Tommy’s fries—“is that he is the teacher of the class.”

“I don’t like to think of myself as a teacher.” Mark shook his head. “Too old school, buddy. I like to think we can all learn from each other. I’m just like a … a discussion starter.”

“Hmmm, discussion starter,” Jeff said, reaching his hand toward Tommy’s plate again. “Sounds like a good excuse for not having to prepare what you’re studying beforehand.”

Tommy clapped his hand down on top of Jeff’s. “Hey.”

I nodded at Mark. “You’re right. It does look like Jeff is getting pretty old.”

Want to read more? You can find All My Tears at Amazon.


About the Author

Kathy McKinsey grew up on a pig farm in Missouri, and although she’s lived in cities for nearly 40 years, she still considers herself a farm girl.

She’s been married to Murray for 31 years, and they have five adult children.

She’s had two careers before writing—being a stay-at-home-Mom and working as a rehabilitation teacher for the blind.

Now she lives in Lakewood, Ohio with her husband and two of her children. Besides writing, she enjoys activities with her church, editing for other writers, braille transcribing, crocheting, knitting, and playing with the cat and dogs

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