In 2005 I married Gary Hamm, and currently we live in Florida. Gary and I are blessed to have each other to share the good times, as well as to comfort one another through trials.
Together Gary and I have four married children, and we are the proud grandparents of ten wonderful grandchildren, one of whom is now in heaven.
Gary, too, is no stranger to trials, as his late wife suffered thirty years of their marriage with Crohn's disease. He has encouraged me to continue writing and speaking.
Together Gary and I travel to special events where he heads up our book table so that folks can buy autographed copies of Hostage and The Outcasts. It is such a blessing to work together as a team. Gary prays for me as I speak, and prays for those who are listening that they will be open to God's message for them.
I grew up sporadically attending church, but I didn’t come to know the Lord as my personal savior until I was twenty-six years old. When I realized that I was a sinner and that Jesus died on a cross to pay for my sins, I became a believer and follower of Christ. I began reading God’s Word, joined a Bible-believing church, and soon my late husband, Dave, and I were burdened to reach others with the Gospel of Christ.
For twenty-three years I served as a missionary with NTM. Dave and I lived in Panama, reaching a remote people group with the gospel—until Dave and two of our colleagues were kidnapped from the isolated village where we lived and were held hostage by Colombian terrorists. For eight and a half years we three wives worked with NTM to obtain release for Dave, Mark, and Rick. Through that time we gained audiences with presidents, senators, congressmen, ambassadors, a queen, former hostages, and hostage experts—only to learn, after all of those agonizing years of searching and waiting, that our husbands had been martyred by their captors.
My book Hostage is the account of the kidnapping of Dave Mankins, Mark Rich, and Rick Tenenoff—from our first days of culture shock to feeling at home in the small remote village. From the horrifying night terrorists stormed our missionary homes and kidnapped our husbands, to the excruciating eight-and-a-half years of waking up every morning still not knowing the fate of Dave, Mark, and Rick.