My Grassroots of Gratitude

I absolutely love communion. Taking communion is so simple and yet extremely powerful…

1 Corinthians 11:24

24 and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.”

For me, the grassroots of gratitude are in communion; a special time dedicated to remembrance and giving thanks. Sequentially, communion is a time where we reflect on His body that was broken for us and His blood that was shed for us. We take the broken bit of cracker (bread, for He is the bread of life) and carefully hold it in our hands as we behold the imagery of our precious Savior broken and hanging on the cross. We give thanks. For some of us this intimate moment is simply that, a moment. For others it’s a process that morphs from minutes into hours. 

Continue Reading

Heather Krenz: Guest Contributor

Grateful for the ability to enjoy raising my children

Editors note:

I met Heather Krenz in 2008 when we embarked upon a three month journey together at Overland Missions Rapid 14 base. We both felt a call to the nations and stepped out in faith to complete the Advanced Missions Training program; a training that would thoroughly equip us to reach the nations. We had quite the three months together! She and I were tent-mates (instead of roommates because we lived in a tent for three plus months) and we had the time of our lives. I saw something in Heather that gripped my heart and made me want to make her my friend. And friends we are. She and I literally have the same sense of humor and we have bonded over I Love Lucy binges on our missions base and other ridiculous moments. This girl has inspired me to believe God for more and to never lower my expectations of His provision…. she and her beautiful family live and serve in the Chipepo Chiefdom in Zambia on the edges of Lake Kariba. This girl has tenacity and grit. I’m sure she would be over the moon to tell you about the revival happening all around her; I’m sure she could tell you a dozen stories about chasing away hippos and crocodiles from her property as well 😉

Continue Reading

A Story From the Village

Re-telling a story about one of the most beautiful women I met in the village in 2009 that touched my heart and I still think of her to this day…

So, I’m homeschooling. It’s not my first choice as far as educating my children goes (purely because I’m not a formally trained educator)… but it suits our lifestyle best considering all of the recent transitions. If we were still living on the base in Zambia I’d be homeschooling. There’s a very good chance that I will be homeschooling when we move back to Africa on a more permanent basis too. In certain instances good international schools can be found when overseas, but one generally has to be located near a big city. In our line of work, re-locating near a big city is quite the stretch because our focus is on rural communities, i.e., the wild bush where jackals and gazelles roam. I love the village. Sigh and pause for effect.

Continue Reading

Kirsty Johnson Talks Motherhood

My beautiful friend Kirsty guest contributes this week and shares on motherhood, God’s grace, and forgiveness… Raw and unfiltered

Kirsty talks on motherhood. Yay! Kirsty and I met years ago in London before she had her beautiful babies. She was a newlywed and I was in the process of planning my wedding. I instantly fell in love with her dramatic flare and creative genius. She is an amazing woman that truly loves Jesus with all of her being. I will never forget how she and her husband Bryan communicated with walkie talkies while he was upstairs and she was downstairs having an all girls Bible study. They truly are hilarious. They are such lovely, genuine, and kind people. So thank you Kirsty for writing this!! Love you!

Continue Reading

Parenting Advice I’m Grateful For

The best advice I’ve received on parenting a strong-willed childhttps://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/b8/4e/05/b84e05159bc4ad33d4dcefd1ecc7185b.jpg

Elly. My daughter. I wrote my very first entry on her. Sometimes words just aren’t enough to describe her. When I look at her I initially see hair. Just hair everywhere. Her golden locks are nearly always a tangled mess, they hang in front of her face, and she hates getting her hair brushed. Underneath that hair is this gorgeous, little round face with big blue eyes and a perfect little nose. She has beautiful skin… it’s nearly olive, but not quite. I’ve often been told she looks like Smurfette minus the whole blue thing. It’s totally true. Look at the picture of Smurfette and then look at the picture of Elly. You agree. Good. I think we can all agree that I enjoy parenting her too. 

Continue Reading

Mother’s Day Vibes

Quick thoughts on Mother’s Day…

A mother. A daughter. A sister. A wife. I’m known by all of these roles, but today we isolate motherhood and celebrate it to the fullest. My kids celebrate me, I celebrate my mom, and billions of people around the globe do the same. It’s Mother’s Day.

Mother, a woman in relation to a child or children to whom she has given birth. Yes and no. Not all who are mothers have given birth and reared children from infancy. Some have nurtured tens, hundreds, thousands of people simply because they love and care and their hearts are so large their bodies cannot contain them. The result? Mothers, daughters, sons.

Continue Reading

Courtenay Bowser, Guest Contributer

Courtenay’s perspective on gratitude

How do I introduce such an incredible woman? I’m failing to find the right words! Courtenay Bowser, put simply, is pure awesomeness and my guest contributor. I think she is yet to realize how big of an influence she is on my life. The first time I saw her she was worshipping Jesus and I remember looking at her and thinking, “God, that’s how I want to worship.”

Continue Reading