Never, ever, say never. Ever.

At the beginning of the year, when we knew we were going to have to step down from full-time ministry at our church, a friend asked me if we'd ever become missionaries. I was like, you mean... sell all your possessions and move to another country and adopt all the babies type of missionaries? No. I believe wholeheartedly that some are called and gifted to do that - but that is not our calling. Also, I told her, I could never raise support like missionaries do. I have several friends who raise their own support to live in other countries so they can serve others full-time - I admire them greatly!

Never say never. Ever. Never.

Because here I am, 10 months later, choking on the word never. But gosh, I had NO idea God was going to place a calling so great and so needed on our hearts! He always surprises us.

You may have seen me post a video online about the work I'm doing with Save The Storks. Long-story short... I have devoted my full time, as well as Brent, to creating a resource for churches to plug into that will be a tool for them and a safe place for their members considering abortion or who are post-abortive. This is the very briefest of descriptions but let me tell you... it is desperately needed and I am completely in awe that God decided I am to be a part of this. I'm honestly shaking my head in disbelief while my eyes fill with tears.  

A part of what is so daunting in all of this is that Brent and I are responsible for raising half of our support. We have been contracted by Storks for 5 months at $4,000 a month. They've fulfilled their portion and we received their last funds on October 1st. The rest of the support is on us to raise. It will fund us, and allow us to continue devoting our full-time to creating this much needed resource/website, through the end of the year. 

As of now we have raised $334.00. Praise GOD! For someone who said never and can't even promote her own book without feeling slimy - this is a big deal. However, we have a long ways to go. 

Yes, we are prepared and willing to apply at Aldi's and The Home Depot if needed, but we also are aware that that will limit our time needed to build this resource for churches. At the end of the day we feel obedience is number one, with trust tying that position. 

So I am humbling asking you to pray and consider how you might partner with us. Obviously our greatest need is financially. And yes it felt slimy typing that out. You could also help by sharing this online with your friends. Perhaps you know people who are gifted in giving who also have a heart for the abortion conversation and the people affected by it.

This is what I can promise you, when this resource is completed and gets into the hands of churches and its leaders, post-abortive women will finally have a safe place to go within their churches. They will find their brave and they will rise up. We believe the way to reduce the number of abortions in our country is to provide hope for the post-abortive community so that theirs will be the voice that so greatly needs to be heard.

There. I did it. I asked. And now I must nap for many hours because that was hard, folks!!

You Don't Need To Tell Me I'm A Murderer

That is crazy.

Wow! That's insane!

Oh-my-word - I totally look "special".

These are phrases I have said more often than I care to admit. You see, I have become much more aware of my words. I am mindful to measure my words daily. Words are powerful - you can't take them back. But most of us say things that are hurtful and we don't even realize it. Take for instance my phrases above. I have a good friend who has a mental illness. After a late night talk with her I was deeply convicted by my own words - words I throw around as if they're harmless. Words like crazy and insane.

When my son went to Haiti two years ago he came back home and vowed that he would never say again that he was "starving". He realized he had no idea what that even felt like... to be starving. It broke him in all the right ways.

You may know that I am working on a project for churches that will provide them resources to engage the abortion-minded and post-abortive community. I have spent the last several weeks researching and creating surveys to get a better pulse on our culture and its way of communicating in this dialogue. Sadly, I have been shocked by how often abortion is referred to as murder and a sin. Yes, in the church it is such. Abortion is ending a life. We know that. But let me tell you... as a post-abortive woman who sat in the church, silent and dying inside from the abortions I had, hearing that what I did was murder only caused me to shut down more. I already knew that - I did not need to be told that time and time again.... It only perpetuated my guilt, my shame, and my fear of being found out. Those words did nothing to make me feel safe in my church home.

So, I have dedicated this season of my life to ensure that every woman and man, who sits in their church will be met with a new narrative. Because Church... you need to be their safe place. No one ever changed their mind by being yelled at or condemned. Do not assume that your congregation is unaware of their depravity... they are aware. Your job is to make them aware of a God who can redeem them - remind them of a God who is full of forgiveness, grace, and mercy. Empower them with Gods truths instead of devaluing them with polarizing rhetoric. It is time for a change. And this change is what I am committed to.

If you would like to learn more about what I've been up to you can visit HERE. I would love any support you can give... especially prayers!!!


Names Of God

When I get the chance to help someone launch their new book, I jump at it. I know how essential it is to have as much help and support as possible. My first books success would not have been nearly as successful without my online friends and their willingness to share and celebrate it. Social media is pretty powerful! So please allow me to introduce you to my new friend, Jan Harrison, as she shares about her new book, Becoming A Woman Who Knows God By Name....


                                                       “ How the Names of God Carried Me through Darkness ” 

     They say the more time you spend with someone the more you begin to act and even look alike. This is often true about couples when they have spent a lifetime together. What if we were to spend so much time in the presence of God, we knew Him so well, that we began to act like and even live out our lives in a way that others could watch and catch glimpses of His beauty and grace? Could it be possible to become so attuned to His voice and familiar with His character that we honestly know Him by name? Maybe this sounds a little presumptuous or slightly irreverent but this is precisely the reason I was motivated to plunge myself into a personal study of the names of God. No one’s character is fully revealed without multiple encounters through various situations. Marriages are built and strengthened after years of sharing and growing under the pressure of adversity as well as the gladness of success. Throughout the Old Testament the true and living God reveals Him self to many different people as they encounter situations where they need more understanding of who He is and how He works in the lives of His people. In multiple circumstances He took the opportunity to roll back the eternal mystery of His identity and share with individuals His character through times of adversity and success. 

                                                                                           “I Need More” 

     I came to a place in my own spiritual journey where I found myself straining under life’s pressure and desperate for more of Him. I had spent almost 30 years growing in my personal relationship. But when my only son died suddenly while living and serving in Africa, at the age of 27, I found my faith in God’s faithfulness being stretched very thin. During that time my strength to cling to His promises was draining to a dangerously low level. After all, this was the most adverse circumstance my relationship with God had ever been in and I needed to see His character with greater clarity and deeper understanding. The pain and sorrow of death and loss compelled me to search His word for insights into His names. Through the haze of grief and the darkness of sorrow, I grabbed onto this verse, and took it at face value. 

Those who know Your name will put their trust in You, for You, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.” Psalm 9:10. 

     It was a flotation device pitched toward me when I was being tossed about in the turbulent sea of loss. I grabbed it and held on. Faith for my life depended on it. Slowly, surely, my feet touched the bottom and I began to stand on the names of God. Through the weeks and months that followed I cherished my time in His presence like never before and asked God to reveal His character to me through His holy name. I prayed, I read, I waited and wondered, and without fail, He allowed me to see more of Him and know Him in a deeper and more intimate way. 

                                                                                           “An Invitation” 

     Maybe you are in a hard place and as you read this you are struggling with the character of God. Perhaps He is not who you understood Him to be in this particular situation you are in. You may be wondering if you misplaced your trust in Him. Please, may I encourage you, there is so much more to learn and know in your relationship with the Lord. He wants to be more than an acquaintance. He wants us to know Him so well our lives look like Him. In fact, He invites us to prayerfully accept His invitation to deeper intimacy by “Becoming a Woman Who Knows God By Name.” 

     In my book, by that title, I chose to share the names of God that met me in a personal place of deep need. They are examined as they were given in the Old Testament. Because God is timeless and eternal we can be confidant His character never changes and the revelations given to Abraham. Moses, Gideon, David and others are also for us. 

     I want to share His faithfulness to me never wavered and the power of His promises holds true. He will not forsake those who seek Him. His name applied to my life daily continues to strengthen me. His character is worth building my life on because He does not disappoint. The same is true for you. It has been six years since I embarked on this leg of my faith journey and because I know His name, I pray my walk and talk look a little more like Him. 

* Jan Harrison has been inspiring women for more than 20 years as a Bible teacher, speaker, and author. To learn more about Jan and her new book “Becoming a woman who knows God by name” visit her blog at 

You Need A Vacation

Y'all... we had no idea we needed this vacation as much as we did! 

Brent and I got back from a 12 day "vacation" about a week ago. And we have returned brand new people. I didn't even realize how empty my tank was until I got off the plane and took my first breath of beautiful Southern California smog. I ain't even kidding. THEN, we got to the beach and I was done. Heaven on earth. 

I basically had this expression for 12 straight days

Because of this...

And this...

And then he did this...

Brent recreated our first date at the Crab Cooker in Newport Beach, CA. We sat at this exact table 26 years ago on our first date. He had borrowed a family friends Mercedes to chauffeur me around in. He treated me like royalty then... He still does to this day.

And then everywhere I turned and looked - I saw these.

I LOVE Palm Trees! Almost as much as I love the ocean. There is something so peaceful and comforting about them. 


I have no idea what Im doing here.

I have no idea what Im doing here.

But I do know I am praising my God here!!! 

But I do know I am praising my God here!!! 

I absolutely love speaking. I love sharing my crazy redemption story. I love to stand there, a hot mess, totally icky but beautiful (yes, we are beautiful!), scared but brave, a sinner but forgiven, lost but found, and in the shadow of a very good and gracious loving God!

These 12 days changed us. In a very good way. 

I know it isn't always practical for people to take long vacations. I mean, this was our first in 14 years. But if you can steal away a couple days to do nothing but refill your tank - DO IT. You are worth it. You need it. It's ok to admit you need it. It's ok to do it. It not only benefits you, but it benefits those around you... and they probably want you to go away, too ;)

We will for sure be doing this again next year!