A Beautiful Love Story

When I was in the hospital recovering from my double-lung transplant, God instructed me to write. It wasn’t immediately clear what I was to write, only that I was to write. That’s why I started this blog. But then He told me to write my story, a beautiful love story.

At first, I was very excited about sharing this incredible story of God’s faithfulness, protection, and mercy. However, as I continued to put my experience into words, I realized how heavy this assignment would be. Not just because it’s incredibly emotional to relive but also because I desperately want others to encounter the Father the way I did throughout my journey.

It’s easy to tell what happened to me physically, but putting words to the intimacy I experienced with the Lord and the time I spent with Jesus has proved challenging. I’m not even sure it’s possible.

In addition, there have been so many people involved. I will always cherish the doctors and nurses who spent countless hours with me, tending to my body and fighting to keep me alive, and then they took time to care for John’s needs, as well. Then the countless number of people who covered us in prayer. If I were to write the names of everyone who supported us, I’m sure it would be hundreds of pages long. Even now, so many care for us as I battle chronic rejection. It’s quite overwhelming, and when I think about it, I can’t hold back my tears of gratitude.

I haven’t been as diligent as I should be in completing my God-given assignment, but I’ve managed to pen over 50,000 words so far, only to read and rewrite them numerous times in an attempt to bring the reader into this story with me.

I pray the words I will one day share in this book will touch at least one person who flips through its pages, and they will experience God in a way they never have before. And that they will also feel how deep His love is for them and that He is always with them no matter what happens.

And when I finally do put the closing period at the end of my work, I pray those who read it will look beyond what happened to me physically and discover a beautiful love story written by God to His children between its covers.

I encourage you to take the time to read the story He’s writing for you—digest every word that has been penned for you by Elohim, the God of Creation. Your beautiful love story has a purpose and isn’t finished yet. Keep reading to discover how God intends you to use it for His glory.


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I’m Lana

Author, Speaker, Trauma-Informed Life Coach, and Nutrition Coach

In 2020, I almost lost my life when an extremely rare autoimmune disease led to my first double-lung transplant.  Just 5 years later, I faced another life-threatening battle through a second double-lung transplant. Through it all, God continues to teach me how to live with intention, purpose, and passion—even in the midst of tragedy and trials.

He’s called me to share what I’m learning with you. I hope you enjoy your time here.

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Written by Lana Lamkin

I'm Lana — a woman who has known loss, carried heavy things, and held on to hope through faith. I know what it feels like to have life look nothing like you planned, to lose something you can't replace, and to wonder if you have what it takes to keep going. I also know what it feels like to come out the other side. As an author, speaker, and life coach — and someone who has survived two lung transplants — I walk alongside women who are ready to stop just surviving and start living with purpose. I write about faith, healing, grief, and the quiet strength that grows in us when life gets hard. Whatever you're carrying, you'll find a seat at this table. You can read more about my story in my memoir, Breathing in the Unexpected, available on Amazon.

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