HOW STUPID LED TO SERVICE

I was just so sick and tired of driving by poor, cold, hungry people and not helping. Ringing in my ears were the words of Jesus, “Amen, I say to you, what you did not do for one of these least ones, you did not do for me. And these will go off to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life” (Matthew 25:45-46).

THE POWER OF A CHOICE

One of my favorite lines from all of literature comes from Barbara Kingsolver’s Prodigal Summer. It says, “Every choice is a world made new for the chosen.” Think about that…

To be chosen elevates us. It shows us that we matter, that we are important, that we are good enough for whatever it is we’re being chosen for. It feels good to be chosen, to know that someone wants us on their side, to know that someone believes in us…

DO YOU SEE ME, GOD? DO YOU LOVE ME?

These questions have been on my heart: “Do you see me, God? Do you love me?” I sometimes expect God to work in big ways, with lightening flashes, to tell me the answer to these questions, but often He replies to me in small, but very sufficient ways. The answer to these questions came in the form of a Psalm I first heard 2 years ago. 

PUT ME IN, COACH – PART 4: WHAT DRIVES YOU?

Recently, my brother-in-law, Ben, ran an Ironman, which is a crazy because the race starts off with a 2.4 mile swim, followed by a 112 mile bike, and then the racer runs a marathon: 26.2 miles. Ben completed the race in 13 hours, 3 minutes, and 55 seconds. It is a race that you do on your own, no music to listen to and no coach yelling at you to go harder. It takes an extreme amount of focus and a person that can push themselves to the limit. After seeing my brother-in-law complete this race, I began to ask myself, “What drives me to be a missionary? What drives me every day to do this?”

I GIVE YOU MY PENNIES KNOWING THAT YOU CAN MAKE IT RAIN!

I’ve been a full time missionary going on three months now here at Covecrest, and I love it. Our time is filled with formation, prayers, and hosting and working retreats with an ultimate goal of furthering God’s kingdom in the ways we love, disciple, and live. If you noticed: none of those last three subjects are visible. Much like this mission here, I’m learning to walk by faith daily…

I WANT YOUR HEART

“I want your heart.” These words came to me one day this past January as I was praying in the chapel. Since then, I have not been able to get them out of my head. My first thought was, “Jesus, I have already given you my heart! I am a missionary, after all…”

DANGER IS MY MIDDLE NAME

Let’s face reality: you could slip on a banana peel and die. Or trip over your own two feet into on coming traffic and get hit by a taxi. So being a missionary, with teenagers, in America seemed pretty safe…

THIS GIRL IS ON FIRE

I wasn’t sure how ready my heart needed to be when I became a Life Teen Missionary. I wasn’t even sure how to prepare myself for this commitment and for the ways my life would be changed. What I’ve learned so far is that it never mattered how ready I thought I was, or how prepared I thought I could be. All that mattered was that I was open to God’s will…

GLORY AT THE GAS STATION

I am learning more and more that God is in control. I can try to do this and plan that and organize this… Still, God will work when He wants to work and how He wants to work and sometimes the greatest opportunities come outside of my plans and programs…