Blog
Writing on spiritual formation, identity, prayer, and the slow work of becoming more like Jesus.
“I was one way…and now I am completely different. And the thing that happened in between…was Him.”
Mary Magdalene, The Chosen
Forrest Frank Normalizes Going on Our Knees (and other radical concert moments)
Back in April, my son Brayden and I went to the Forrest Frank concert. If you don’t know Brayden, he loves music. No wait… he LOVES music. All kinds. All genres. He truly appreciates all art forms of musical expression. It’s one of the things I love about him.
The History of Christianity
As you may know, I’ve been in my Master’s degree program with Barclay Bible College since August 2022. Over the last year and a half, I’ve developed a more solid foundation for the defense of my faith (1 Peter 3:15). I can communicate my beliefs and why I believe them more effectively than I could before—more on that in a later reflection.
To God be the Glory
I share Jesus because of the miracles he’s done in my life that I bear witness to. I glorify God because, when I was in the deepest, muddiest pit, God was still sovereign and good. He was also there with me in the muddied pit, ready to pull me out when I would humbly take his hand, acknowledging that I was in deeper than I could rescue myself from.
Fighting Burnout
I’ve loved Jesus since I was a little girl and for nearly as long as that, I wanted to do something in ministry. I eagerly engaged in all the church things growing up. This past year, I finally see the fruit of my heart’s longing. Now serving as pastor for a year, while simultaneously working towards my graduate degree in missional multiplication, I see God’s gift to me in the timing. There were seasons I needed to go through before I could reach the season of today.
Wooing in the Wilderness
Another milestone this year was that Bob and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. Twenty years! Who would have thought…
Healed of My Thorn
I struggled with depression and self-harm for 28 years. The intensity of this would ebb and flow in my life, but it was something that I learned to live with. I accepted it as the “thorn in my side.” This year that changed.
