Karen Kingsbury

Karen Kingsbury
Karen Kingsburyis an American Christian novelist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth8 June 1963
CountryUnited States of America
needs cases awake
God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something.
boys men water
The next time that boy pursues you, he better do it like a dying man looking for water in a desert. When it's the right guy, you'll know, because he'll cherish you.
jealous victory together
Friends don't get jealous of each other or begrudge the other for finding success. They celebrate every victory together.
stories lines needs
Readers need to see themselves between the lines of the story.
love-is decision
The truth was this: Love is a decision.
too-late never-too-late late
It's never too late with truth. It stands outside time.
gifted
You're gifted to do something.
laughing laugh-often christ
Love well, laugh often and live well for Christ.
winning games victory
Never be passive. Victories happen when you take charge of a game. You can't win by playing not to lose".
writing stories trials
I write about the trials and triumphs of contemporary life - and often the readers see themselves between the lines of the story.
relationship people broken
I'm receiving 300 to 500 letters every week from people telling me that God used my stories to save their marriage or to introduce them to Christ or to heal a relationship that had been broken.
fighting rocks eagles
The eagle had two natural enemies: storms and serpents. He embraced the storm, waiting on the rock for the right thermal current and then using that to carry him higher. While other birds were taking cover, the eagle was soaring. An eagle would never fight against the storms of life.
christ early-20s
I came to Christ in my early 20s.
dream jesus mind
A verse came to mind, one that has comforted Kari before. It was the shortest verse in the Bible: Jesus wept. If he cried over Jerusalem, if he cried over the death of Lazarus, surely he was crying now over the death of her dreams, the death of her marriage.