I’m Jennifer, and I’m so glad you’re here. Because all my life, I’ve felt like I’ve had words from the heart to say, but I didn’t create the space to say them until I started this blog almost eighteen months ago. It began as “therapy” to help me process all that comes when God interrupts your life. When He says:
“Hey, you know all the work we’ve been doing together these last eleven years to build the church your family serves? Well, I want you to put it all down. And I want you to follow me to a new place. To a new season. To a new ministry. I want you to take a risk. To leave behind everything you know and love and count on. So that you might be open to embracing something new.”
That was a doozy. And starting this blog did help me cope. With the stress, anxiety, grief, and loss associated with so much change. But as I began to write, I fell in love with this space, and it’s one of my heart’s greatest passions to pen the words from my heart right here.
I’m a pastor’s wife. And a mom of three. I’m also an attorney and a certified mediator. And for the past ten years, I’ve had the privilege of working a flexible, reduced hours schedule as a business litigator so that I can spend as much time at home with our kids as possible.
Four things that make me “me.”
I love food.
And I will admit that I have a Food Network and kitchen gadget “problem.” As a result, I have no choice but to also embrace the life of a yoga enthusiast and to create enough mess in my house that I’m forced to walk my stairs at least 50 times every day.
I love to entertain.
In fact, I’ve often wondered if I missed my calling as a cruise director. No matter how busy life gets, I don’t think it will ever be too busy to have a party. (Or to be planning one.) Nothing delights my heart more than to have a house full of guests, and I consider it an honor and a privilege to host the ones I love in my home or to plan fun things for us to do together.
I love to travel. (Especially with my husband.)
When our first-born was six months old, Kory surprised me with a long weekend to New York City. I wish I could say I shed a tear or two upon leaving our child behind. But I didn’t. No, I’m not one of those moms who has ever found it difficult to leave her children behind to take a vacation. Sorry. But honesty is the best policy. Sometimes I just need a break. And I try really hard to keep my marriage a priority within our family. We’re all better for it when Kory and I take time to get away.
And I love families.
In fact, it’s another of my heart’s greatest passions to love on them. To teach and facilitate groups on the topics of marriage and family. To encourage and support moms and dads as they strive to build healthy, strong relationships with God, with each other, and with their kids. And to inspire them to see their families as opportunities for ministry to others. That makes my heart sing.
Yet things can be tough in this three-ring circus that I call my life. And I often joke that I feel like a fake. Because no matter where I am, someone needs me somewhere else. And no matter what I’m doing, there’s always something else that needs to be done. And because of this tension, there are days that I don’t feel I do any of it well. And yet there are other days when I feel so fortunate that I get to do any of it at all.
So if you’re anything like me, then your life is anything but mundane. You get up before the sun every day, and your head hits the pillow long after the sun has gone to bed every night. And all the time in between, you “do.” For your spouse. For your colleagues. For your kids. For your friends. For your family. For your community of faith. Sometimes for people you don’t even know.
But rarely for yourself.
And there are days that no matter how hard you try, there are still dishes in the sink, laundry in the dryer, bills on the desk, and no food in the refrigerator when you finally decide to call it. And you may or may not have had the opportunity to do the most basic things like take a shower. Or brush your teeth. (Don’t judge.) Time is your most precious commodity. This I know. So thank you for sharing your time with me.
When I graduated from law school, all I wanted to be was a seasoned trial attorney. A partner in a large firm. A lawyer who represented interesting clients in interesting cases. All over the world. And then God called us to “the sticks” to serve a little country church in the middle of nowhere. And then we had kids. And God used those circumstances to take me on a thirteen year journey of letting go of the world’s version of what it means to “have it all.” I may, indeed, have it all. But I’m having to change my perspective to see it.
Now I find myself at a crossroads. And I don’t know what the future will hold. What I do know, though, is that I want to be open to God’s call upon my life. I want to be willing to risk it all for the sake of His agenda. I want to use the skills I’ve acquired through law and ministry to better meld my passions and my profession. And I want to be brave. Really, really brave. So that when God decides to speak, I’ll be ready to hear what He has to say. In the meantime, I’ll continue to seek Him right where I am. I’ll wait patiently for Him to bring clarity to my mind. And I’ll enjoy basking in the warmth of His grace along the way.
I’d love for you to join me on the journey!