16 years ago I started a journey. I was far from mature, but I knew God had a place for me in this life, things for me to do. I was sure this place was exotic and wonderful. I took classes to be a deaconess. I married my stand-up husband, I worked to get him through grad school, and followed him to the far reaches of the earth- well, at least to Northwest Ohio. 8 hours from home and 30 miles to the nearest Aldi and TJ Maxx.
Far from exotic, I lived in the corn fields. It was shocking to me that people lived without sidewalks, and finding a friend took a few years and is still one of my greatest struggles. Those early months were hard. It was lonely, confusing, and consisted of me vacillating from embracing my new life to yelling at God for torturing me. I took a deep breath. I joined a bible study. I went back to grad school. I loved my family and started doing work I really and truly love, writing, speaking, building relationships, and trying to change the world for mental and relational health, and a whole lot of Jesus.
As a pastor’s wife, I find that I am not alone in this struggle. As someone who struggles with anxiety, I find I’m not alone in the struggle. As a church member, a community neighbor, a world changer, I find I am not alone in the struggle. I see your struggle.
So, here is my blog, my website, my thoughts, and my passion.
This blog is meant to be a place where Jesus is real and really in the struggles of life. He’s in our mental health. He’s in our relationships. And we need one another to remind each other He really is at work.
I will be blessed if you join me in this journey.