Becky Melby

About Becky Melby

Wisconsin resident Becky Melby is the author of the Lost Sanctuary Series and a dozen other contemporary fiction titles. Married for 43 years, mother of four, grandmother to fifteen, Becky thrives on writing, reading, camping, rides on the back of a silver Gold Wing, and time with family. Connect with her at her website or Facebook.

Can’t trust ’em

Can’t trust ’em

Just go with your gut Trust your heart If it feels good do it Listen to your heart Follow your dreams We see these phrases on wall hangings, social media memes, and T-shirts. It all sounds so nice. They all imply that our emotions can be trusted. After all, your heart would never lead you […]

Life Sentences

Life Sentences

I’m reflecting today on people who have impacted my life by a single sentence—words of truth or compassion or wisdom spoken or written at just the right time. I remember… My high school ex-boyfriend—the one I’d broken up with six weeks earlier out of pure selfishness—who came to the door an hour after hearing my […]

Frazzled Because of Love

Frazzled Because of Love

It had been a stressful day, filled with worry. I tried expressing my feelings in a text to my daughter-in-law, but it came out kind of disjointed. I apologized for my inability to sound coherent in my mentally-messy state. Her reply: “It’s all good (((hugs)))… We just get frazzled because of love, don’t we?” Followed […]

I Hate Looking Stupid

I Hate Looking Stupid

I HATE looking stupid. I hate when anyone observes me dropping the butter dish (upside-down) on the floor, not knowing the answer to a question, tripping over my own feet, forgetting someone’s name or birthday, dribbling coffee on my shirt, being ignorant about a current political issue, not knowing the address of a Bible verse, […]

Fighting to His Arms

Fighting to His Arms

I’m hungry and tired, my tongue parched from thirst. I can see it in the distance…an oasis…cool and green, fresh cold water to drink. Ripe fruit hangs from low branches. Next to the rushing stream, a flat rock where I can sit and dangle my feet. And next to that spot…Jesus. His hands are folded. […]

Pride Smasher

Pride Smasher

I stood in church, looking at the people around me as we worshiped, thinking of what I knew of their trials and struggles. As I prayed for them, I thought of how so much of what we deal with is our own fault…struggles brought on or exacerbated by pride. Marriage tension, distance between friends, friction […]

A Tapestry of Truth

A Tapestry of Truth

“Every ‘ism’ isolates one strand from the rich fabric of truth.” That’s a quote from the book our small group is studying–Finding Truth by Nancy Pearcey. This week we talked about materialism, romanticism, empiricism and rationalism. Each one of these “isms” takes a thread of God’s truth and builds an entire belief system and explanation […]

Self on the Shelf

Self on the Shelf

No, it’s not a typo. My husband and I are blessed to be part of a group of six couples studying Love & Respect, a book and video series by Dr. Emerson and Sarah Eggerichs. This week, one of the statements that jumped out at us was, “It’s not about my spouse, it’s about Christ […]

My Mother’s Wisdom

My Mother’s Wisdom

My mom passed away six years ago. Today would have been her 100th birthday. How I wish she was still here so I could bake her traditional birthday meal of lasagna and German chocolate cake. Every year I wonder if the angels bake special birthday meals in heaven, but I’m guessing that day doesn’t mean […]

Shine Like Stars

Shine Like Stars

Earlier this week, in a message to the Putting on the New contributors, Cherie Burbach encouraged each of us to remember how important our voices are right now in a world filled with hatred. The visual that came to mind as I read it was of each of us as small points of light in […]

What Can I Do?

What Can I Do?

My days are full. Writing deadline. Grandkids. Time with hubby. Bible Studies. Yet in the midst of the busyness I often wonder if I’m doing enough. I try to start each day asking God to make me aware of needs around me. But when those needs edge into my time, I get irritated. I want […]

Beauty After the Storm

Beauty After the Storm

“The rains came down and the floods came up”–it’s a line from a song I used to sing with my kids. A couple of weeks ago in our corner of Wisconsin, the rains came down, over-saturated the ground, broke a dam, and the floods came up. I snapped the sunset picture above on the eve […]

The FIRST First

The FIRST First

Teeth brushed. Bed made. Husband kissed. Exercise clothes on. Tea cup in hand. And the battle begins. The author podcast I listened to last week said the only way to make consistent progress on your novel is to make writing the first thing you do every morning. Best time of the day to exercise? Most […]

Just Sit

Just Sit

Earlier this week I was talking to some writer friends about my first zipline experience and the post I wrote for my blog about the lessons God taught me. Thought I’d share a few today.   In 2015, we were blessed to take part in a mission trip to Belize. Most of our ministering took place […]

Searching for Sea Glass

Searching for Sea Glass

I stood bare-footed on the beach, gazing at the smooth line where teal water met brilliant blue sky. Lord, what an incredible world you created. The rhythm of waves created a soundtrack for this moment of worship. Each lap ushered in a fresh display of shells. Some stayed, some drifted back with the retreating wave. The ever-changing […]

Deleting Stupid

Deleting Stupid

This past week in our small group we got to talking about how we need to extend a bit more grace to ourselves. One of the men in the group had dropped a plastic water jug on his tile floor. The jug broke . . .and so did his self-control. I’m guessing you know the […]

I Long to See You . . .

I Long to See You . . .

It sounds like a line in a Valentine, doesn’t it? We can imagine a soldier penning “I long to see you” to his true love back home. In truth, these are words straight out of a love letter–a letter written by the Apostle Paul to “all in Rome who are loved by God and called to […]

Quiet Times in a Noisy World

Quiet Times in a Noisy World

I read an interesting statement in Oswald Chambers’ My Utmost for His Highest this week: “Quiet days with God may be a snare.” I had to read it over and ponder this a bit. Out of context, it makes no sense. Wouldn’t quiet days spent in prayer and worship be a good thing? Shouldn’t we […]