I was raised in the small town of Hartford, Alabama. My family’s roots go deep there. Most of my early memories involve simple things like shelling peas on the back porch with the cousins, and eating Sunday dinner every week at Mawmaw and Grandaddy’s. It was a good way to grow up.
I 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 bus, headed home from Youth Camp. I don’t remember why I pulled out my Bible and started reading, but I vividly remember thinking, “These are the most true, important, and life-changing words in the universe.” That was the beginning of a love of God’s word that only gets hotter as the years go by. It absolutely thrills me.
When I was 16, I knew God was calling me to follow Him into 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.
Through the years God has given me opportunity after opportunity to do just that! He’s so neat that way…giving us a desire and then being the very One to fill it. Looking back over 20 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 pretty 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.