Marie McGaha is an award-winning writer whose work includes clean historical romances, Christian devotionals, and heartfelt children’s books. A storyteller at her core, she weaves faith, resilience, and gentle humor through every page she writes.
She makes her home in southeast Oklahoma, in the foothills of the Ouachita Mountains, where life is anything but quiet. Her days are shared with four spoiled dogs, a crippled rooster with more attitude than feathers, a noisy guinea who believes it runs the place, a couple of flighty hens, and a watchful roo who keeps an eye on everything that moves. This lively little farm—equal parts sanctuary and circus—provides endless inspiration, companionship, and the kind of grounding only God’s creation can offer.
Whether she’s crafting a tender love story, guiding readers through Scripture, or bringing the Bible to life for children through animal characters, Marie writes with a voice shaped by faith, loss, healing, and the stubborn hope that refuses to let go. Her work reflects the heart of a woman who has walked through fire and come out carrying stories worth telling.
You can also join her for daily devotionals on YouTube at @HeReignsChurch, where she shares encouragement, Scripture, and the steady reminder that hope is still alive. You can contact her by email: church.hereigns@gmail.com.
Marie’s latest book is Your Ghost: A Memoir of Love, Loss and the Echoes That Remain.
Visit her blog at authormariemcgaha.blogspot.com.
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Can you tell us a little about yourself?
I’ve been a writer since I was a kid and had no idea how to write but I always knew I was a writer. I have written several books in different genres from historical romance to Christian non-fiction, children’s books, and now my latest book, Your Ghost. I have many grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.
Can you tell us about your latest book, Your Ghost: A Memoir of Love, Loss and the Echoes That Remain?
This book is by far the most personal and emotionally honest book I’ve ever written. The death of my husband, Nathan, wrecked me. I hadn’t been single since I was 28 years old, and now, in my 60’s, I was single. Losing him was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to face, so I began writing notes here and there, trying to purge the emotions and pain, and eventually, I had 600 pages of notes. One day, while looking them over, I thought maybe I wasn’t writing just my feelings but maybe others felt the same way and maybe what I went through would help them too.
Is Your Ghost: A Memoir of Love, Loss and the Echoes That Remain your only book?
No, I’ve been writing since long before there were computers in the home and the internet was a dream in someone’s mind. I have written many books in several genres from historic romance to non-fiction devotionals, to children’s books.
Now, can you tell us a little bit about your soulmate that prompted you to write this book?
Nathan is the best man I’ve ever known, then and now. He had never been married, had no children, yet married me with five kids at home and took on the role of being the support of the family like he’d always been with us. He didn’t just marry me, he married us all and took the responsibility very seriously. I was always the most important person in his life and he did everything within his power to make sure I was happy and we all had everything we needed. He was my biggest fan, best support, and loved me like I was the only woman on earth. And he was impossible at the same time. He teased me like we were children on a schoolyard. He played jokes on me, irritated me, which made him happy, and he played with the kids like he was their age. I’ll tell you a little story about him. We lived in the mountains of Idaho and our son-in-law came up the night before to help get wood split for the winter. The next morning at breakfast, I had made sausage, scrambled eggs and pancakes. We sat at the table and Nathan and our sil filled their plates and began eating. Nathan went to put butter on his pancakes but it had just come out of the fridge and was hard, so he banged on it and then held the knife above the cube perfectly still. Our sil froze mid-bite, glanced at Nathan, then at me as if he expected something terrifying to happen. I rolled my eyes as I picked up the butter dish and stuck it in the microwave for a few seconds, then placed it back on the table under Nathan’s knife that was still hanging in the air waiting. He never looked at me or changed expressions, he just buttered his pancakes as if nothing had happened and continued eating. Our sil glanced at Nathan and then at me and slowly began eating again. He was truly a unique man and I will love him forever.
In your book, you discover that grief is not a straight line but a sacred, winding path. Can you explain this?
Grief is not a linear pattern but rather, comes in waves, in varying degrees, and can be any shape you imagine. Even when you think you have a grip on it, something can trigger it and it’ll hit you as if it’s the first time, or it can be a soft hit that you can shake off. It has no limit, no pattern, and no mercy. It is like a nightmare you can’t wake from, and then, sometimes, it’s a fleeting thought. It rips you apart, tears out your heart, assaults your soul, and takes a long time to abate. You never know when it will hit next, how hard it’s going to be, if it’s going to knock you over, or just push a button or two. It comes in varying degrees, at times you least expect it, and refuses to let you go. The one thing I’m sure of is that it never goes away, it never gives peace, it’s just a constant reminder that the biggest part of your life is gone and isn’t coming back no matter how much you cry, beg, or bargain with God.
God played a huge role in helping you to handle your grief. If there were something you could tell him right now, what would that be?
I thank God every day that I’m still here and that He is pulling me through day by day. He is the only reason I survived this long and I am grateful, which wasn’t always the case. In those early months, the whole first year really, I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to be with my husband and I tried. Grief causes insanity. And I had a huge dose of it. I railed at God for taking my husband, knowing how it would affect me, knowing it would wreck me, knowing I couldn’t survive without Nathan. I begged God to bring my husband back. Certainly, if God could make Adam from a handful of dirt, He could bring my husband back from a handful of ashes. Instead, He gave me 2 Corinthians 4. I read it and read it and read it probably twenty or thirty times a day. I still read it because it still gives me hope and strength to get through one more day without Nathan.
Thank you so much for this interview, Marie. What’s next for you?
Thank you for having me. I’m writing another children’s book that I hope will out this fall. This one is for my sister’s two granddaughters and I hope they like it!
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Where to find Marie McGaha
https://authormariemcgaha.blogspot.com/
YouTube @HeReignsChurch
Your Ghost: A Memoir of Love, Loss and the Echoes That Remain is a searing, faith-anchored memoir of love, loss, and the long road back to oneself. When Marie’s husband dies without warning, her world fractures in an instant, leaving her to navigate the brutal, unfiltered landscape of grief. In the quiet of an empty house and the chaos of a shattered heart, she wrestles with God, memory, and the haunting presence of the man she can no longer touch but cannot let go.
Told with unflinching honesty and spiritual depth, Your Ghost traces the intimate, day-by-day unraveling and rebuilding of a woman who refuses to let tragedy define the rest of her life. As she confronts guilt, loneliness, anger, and the strange moments when his nearness feels almost tangible, Marie discovers that grief is not a straight line but a sacred, winding path. What emerges is a story not only of devastation, but of resilience—a testament to enduring love, stubborn hope, and the quiet miracles that carry us forward when we think we cannot take another step.




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