Sarah C. Williams trained as an historian at the University of Oxford, where she subsequently taught British and European political and cultural history. After seventeen years at Oxford, in 2005 she moved with her family to Vancouver, Canada, where she taught history at Regent College. Today Williams lives with her husband Paul in the Cotswolds, close to the city of Oxford, where she continues her research, writing, and teaching. The daughter of popular British author Jennifer Rees Larcombe, Williams is the author of Perfectly Human, a spiritual autobiography in which she reflects on contemporary debates surrounding identity and personhood.
""One of the most profound, insightful, tender, sensitive, though-provoking books I have read in a long time.""—Janet Parshall, Talk Show Host ""Readers will be touched by Williams’s story of perseverance, faith, and love.""—Publishers Weekly ""It would be a mistake to characterize this book merely as a grief memoir. Williams shifts seamlessly between intimate reflections on love in the midst of tragic loss and incisive commentary on the social structures that framed her experience…. This is an important word for t hose of us wrestling with suffering and struggling for hope.""—Christianity Today ""Williams shows us--and perhaps especially those in similar circumstances, having lost a child to miscarriage or stillbirth--that love can triumph even in such agonizing situations. Love remains love, and it remains infinitely precious, even if it’s given for only nine months and seared through with pain. If you haven’t read it, get Perfectly Human. Then give it away: Like love, it deserves sharing.""—John Grondelski, The Human Life Review ""This poignant book tells how a British husband and wife discover their unborn daughter has a catastrophic abnormality that will result in certain death. Against the advice of their doctors, they choose to carry the baby to term.... Sarah Williams describes how God drew near to them in their suffering. She notes the ways modern culture dehumanizes the unborn, de-emphasizes fathers, and delights in the perfect.""—WORLD Magazine