I vividly remember the first time God’s Word spoke to me in a powerful and personal way. I was 12 years old, sitting on the left side of an old Blue Bird church bus, headed home from Youth Camp. I pulled out my Bible and read as we rambled down the road, thinking “These are the most true, important, and life-changing words in the universe.” That was the beginning of a love for God’s word that only gets hotter as the years go by. It absolutely thrills me and I’m ruined for anything short of knowing Him through it.
When I was 16, God called me to ministry. I had no idea what that would look like, and I didn’t know one woman, other than those who were married to preachers or youth ministers, who considered themselves “in ministry.” All I knew was that I wouldn’t be satisfied doing anything other than teaching God’s Word and, with His grace, leading others in His ways.
Looking back over the last 20 something years, I see a common thread: I am never more alive than when I’m teaching His Word.
This blog actually began when my family surrendered to foster care 3 years ago. And while that event was the catalyst, the truth is I’ve always wanted to write. When I first started the blog, I considered making it solely about our foster care journey, but I ditched that idea quickly. There is no one circumstance in my life that consumes me enough to write about infinitely. Not foster care. Not motherhood. Not being a wife or a southerner or an Auburn fan or a coffee addict.
There is only One grand enough to command that kind of lifelong passion. His name is Jesus. And it’s my great honor to learn and teach and write about Him.
hi there, friend
There is nothing I love more than helping you see God in new ways, and inspiring you to live passionately for Him. I pray this page draws you closer to Christ and becomes a place you love to visit!