With darkness descending earlier each day in December, it is the time of year when many battle depression.  It can seem this way in culture as well, like the world around us is growing darker each day.  And yet, it is just this darkness which sets the most beautiful backdrop for Christmas lights, inside and out. As I sat up late last night and again early this morning, the dark stillness enveloping my own home, a hushed reverence and childlike joy bubbled up in me as each little twinkly light shown brightly. Oh, I am so grateful that in the darkest time of the year, we celebrate God coming into our darkness to be “with us.”  And I am so grateful for each of you as you radiate His light… together we make up the twinkly lights of Christmas… His presence in each of us lighting up our world… Shine on!    

Sometimes it really is our service that keeps us going, you know?  During 12 step meetings, the people who do the “work” always end with “Thank you for letting me be of service.”  I always thought that was funny because we should be thanking them for serving so that we didn’t have to.  But it really is our blessing to serve, it keeps us coming, you know?  Yesterday I had no desire whatsoever to get out the door, be with people, or exercise, and yet it was Tuesday morning, and I was the teacher =)
Wouldn’t you know it that as I was teaching my Holy Yoga class yesterday morning, I felt His presence and heard His still small voice calling me closer.  It’s was my very brokenness and imperfections brought into worshipping Him that brought Him close to me.  He wouldn’t have ever needed to come as a baby at Christmas time if we could do it without him.  It is our brokenness that needs His presence which is why He came.  Amazing.
And as we were practicing our seated forward folds, I had another “ah hah” moment.  It is only as I lift up to look up to Him and inhale His spirit, the breath of life, that He brings any change in me, enabling me inch by inch to fold further down with each exhale releasing more and more of “my” burdens.  LIfting up to be filled by His Spirit  displaces what is not of Him.  Beautiful!
Had some errands to run in the afternoon and broke through in a couple of areas in which I had been really “stuck.”  The biggest of which was donating some blessings that had become “burdens” that had been taking up space in my home, garage, and car for over a year!   Relief!
By bedtime, I recalled the night almost 8 years ago, when I had given Him the rights to direct everything in my life, even my decorating and especially my mothering.  Maybe this sounds like “of course, we all do”, but this night was different.  I was facing the possibility of my own death and I knew He was asking for more than I could give.  The surrender required that night was not something I could even do… but as I sat there struggling and asking Him to make me willing, my soul experienced a miraculous release which I thought at the time meant I really was going to die an early death.  In the weeks that followed that surrender, I felt the call to  “Yoga for Christ” and to a giant purge in my home.
So yesterday, these two themes converged again, and by bedtime I realized that all the angst I had first felt with taking out the Christmas decorations was really just all this stuff playing out again.  I had forgotten that I had surrendered it all to Him long ago and I could let go of all my expectations, and those of my girls, and those of others, and the “good mommy” advice, and even how anybody else I knew did things.  I could simply lift myself up to him and fill myself with His Spirit and with each exhale let him release me inch by inch and breath by breath until I was finally bowed flat to Him and fully surrendered.
He knew just what I needed 8 years ago when he started me on this trajectory and He still knows.  My part is simply showing up in all my particular brokenness and inhaling HIs Spirit…He does the rest.
Amazing…   Beautiful…   Relief…
This is just what I felt when I got home late last night about the few decorations I have felt led to put up in my home!  Thank you Jesus!  I’m so grateful that You have once again led me to surrender… You have once again brought REST to my soul!
Matthew 11:28-30  Jesus says, “Come to me all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

Thank you for praying for me and for reaching out and sharing from your hearts as well…

Yesterday “felt” super hard again…  but so many encouragements through the day kept me focussed on Immanuel… God with me… and trying to “look” through His lenses all day… so in the evening… despite my feelings and despite the nagging “I should decorate or do other Christmas productive things”… I left it all undone and went dancing =)… let me explain…
So, my big girls have been wanting me to take an adult beginning ballet class at their worship dance studio, but I’ve had another commitment… until last night… so I borrowed their ballet shoes, and took my first class.   More crazy feelings as this 40+ mama had to “look” in the mirror all night and my body just didn’t “turn out” or “look” like the ballet teacher at all… but I have to say, the “look” on the girls faces when they “dropped me off” at class (they have their own higher level class at the same time) and the “look” on their faces when class was over was priceless…  it was the same “look” a decorated Christmas house used to elicit from them when they were small…  and I felt the Lord whispering to my heart that taking the time to reach out and enter their world was just what He had done for us… This was how He reached out to us to be “with us”… the real meaning of Christmas…
Wow… He is leading me step by step to be a better mother who is grateful that I took the time to enter into their world a little last night… as uncomfortable as it was for me, it made me think about how difficult it must have been for Jesus, creator of the universe, to limit himself to humanity and humble himself to come as a baby.    Amazing!
Praying for all of you… that you would experience Christ “‘with you” today as we continue to walk forward into this celebration of His presence!
Yesterday, we got out the Christmas decorations and being in a new home and all, I quickly got overwhelmed with figuring out where everything should go. Then I got overwhelmed wanting to meet everyone’s expectations/desires about the decorating process. When I left for night church (which was a struggle because I didn’t have things done even sort of and wanted to stay home to make progress), I began to really “feel” these feelings.  During the service, I so felt the Lord reminding me that His presence is the point of Christmas and that in His presence, He starts to sort out my feelings and separate me from the power they have over me when I am just “in them” and they aren’t named and exposed by His light.  I left so grateful that He came as a babe to be “God with us” Immanuel.  Our advent dinner was minus decorations and odd in timing (8:00 at night), but God was with us, and I started experiencing a taste of His peace.
Today has more than can be accomplished already on the list, but I am praying that He will keep me in His peace and keep my eyes focused on Him.  Would you pray for me as well?  That I would not be controlled by people pleasing, especially by trying to please everyone in my house (which is impossible to do at the same time), and in my own warped ideas of perfection and what being a “good holiday mom” is?  And that my home would reflect His presence in the decorations that do find new homes here?  And that I would disciple my girls well through this new season in this new place that isn’t familiar and easy yet?  Really, walking “with Jesus” in what often is unfamiliar and not easy is what being His disciple is all about, but I often forget this.
Be blessed,  Elizabeth

“To be a witness does not consist in engaging in propaganda nor even in stirring people up, but in being a living mystery. It means to live in such a way that one’s life would not make sense if God did not exist.” Cardinal Suhard.

Read this last night in a Eugene Peterson book (love him). Went to bed chewing on it.

Then I woke up this morning, and the lesson in our morning study we are doing with our teenager was all about Faith (We are going through Experiencing God by Henry Blackaby)…  Here were the main points:

  • Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see (Heb. 11:1)
  • Living by faith and not by sight ((2 Cor. 5:7)
  • Not big faith, only a big God, faith the size of a mustard seed is sufficient (Matt. 17:20-21)
  • Doing only what I see my Father doing, joining Him, not needing to come up with it all on my own… (John 8:28)
  • Relying not on wisdom of man, but on the power of the Holy Spirit…(1 Cor. 2:4-5)

So I am asking myself… Am I walking on the water with my eyes fixed on Jesus?  A living mystery?  Does my life only make sense if God exists?

Two years ago, I felt God asking me to begin a huge writing project, a book in fact.  I argued back and forth with him about the overwhelming nature of a project such as this… especially given my inadequacy and my concurrent call to homeschool my girls… but I stepped onto the water and followed Him.  As I did, various opportunities arose to get times away to write without neglecting the girls’ homeschooling.

At first, I thought I would write a series of blog posts and maybe even try to get a series of articles published in a magazine, but the more I prayed and wrote, the more it became clear that a book it was to be.  However, in the last two years, as I have been walking with Jesus in writing a book, the publishing of books by publishing houses has continued to dive.  In fact, self-publishing is fast becoming mainstream.

Two years ago, I also felt that God wanted me to let go of my blog and trust solely in Him and the people that he put in my day to day, face to face life.  This was a frightening thing.  And yet, as I have taken the time to write this book, I have seen his faithfulness to me from a different perspective.  The last few years have been full of growth spiritually, emotionally, and physically.  Much of this has come from places of experiencing my deep brokenness and surrendering to the Lord and the community He has placed me in.

Embracing Life is not as simple as it sounds.  To embrace the life He has for us means a lot of letting go of the life we thought we wanted for ourselves and the ways we were used to living.  It is a process I am still pursuing.    However, in the publishing world, letting go of the blog was not “smart” at all and will make it basically impossible to “sell” my book to a publisher as I have no audience of my own potential buyers.

So where am I going with all of this?  Well, I have finally finished writing the book.

And, it won’t make any sense to have done it if God does not exist.

A few weeks ago, when faced with the realities of the impossibility of getting this book published, I started to feel myself sinking.  But then I felt Jesus gently lift up my chin and quietly remind me to keep my eyes fixed on Him.  Yes, we were still walking on the water, and I like Peter had been looking down at the water instead of at Him.  If He has initiated and led this process all along, then He will be faithful to bring it to completion, for His purposes.

I released a few tears, and then went to ask for prayer.  I risked the vulnerability of asking a flesh and blood person who had extended a general offer to pray for any of the women at the training for writers and speakers I was a part of that weekend.  The short story of my asking her for prayer is that my manuscript is now in the hands of a professional editor and my confidence in the Lord’s orchestration is back.

I cannot even imagine the next step in this process.  He has provided a first editor and I am eagerly waiting to get it back so I can begin working on the rewrite.  But then what?  This editor does not work with a publishing house that would ever be a fit for the book I have written.  And yet, I have faith that the impossibility of it all will just be further proof that God exists.

This book is about God’s overriding faithfulness and how I have seen Him work healing in my own life through the past ten years of traumatic experiences.  It is also about the risky life of faith I have dared to live in response to the faithfulness of God I had read about in scripture and witnessed in the lives of others.

One of the most daring risks I have taken is to walk with Jesus into the practice of Yoga.  What? you might ask?  Jesus and yoga?  Surprisingly YES… but you will have to wait for my book to be published to read all about it.  I’ve been practicing for over four years now, and am currently smack dab in the middle of an instructor training program so I can give away the gift Jesus has given me through this practice.  I hope to teach Holy Yoga classes in my area soon…

I can hardly wait to share my book, and my Christ-centered yoga practice with you…

God …  This book …  My life…  A living mystery.

“You have your heads in your Bibles constantly because you think you’ll find eternal life there. But you miss the forest for the trees. These Scriptures are all about me! And here I am, standing right before you, and you aren’t willing to receive from me the life you say you want.“  John 5:39-40


When we read these words of Jesus at breakfast this morning, I was floored.  This describes how I lived my life for so many years.  Diligently searching the scriptures, trying to do what they said, seeking God’s approval, waiting until heaven to receive eternal life, but never realizing that I wasn’t coming to Jesus himself, and that eternal, abundant life could begin now. 


The last few years have been all about being born again for me, beginning as a little baby adopted by Father God and given a new name, gradually learning to come directly to Jesus myself, leave my burdens at his feet, and learning from him how to take up only his easy yoke and light burden, experiencing for myself his rest for my soul.  I have been so grateful all week for:  my adoption, my fresh start, the gentleness, humility, acceptance, and unconditional love I have found in Jesus, the fresh breath of the Holy Spirit in my life.  Why have I been given this amazing privilege?  Why was I granted the faith to believe?  I don’t know, but I am grateful, down deep in my bones. 


I felt Jesus leading me to take more time than I usually allot to devotions (hurray for the flexibility of home schooling) and to go on to examine Jesus’ teaching about prayer and how intimately he prays compared to the drudgery of a daily laundry list or scripted prayer we may feel pressured to perform ritualistically.  I love that our “Father knows exactly what you need even before you ask him!” Matthew 6:8.  I was just talking with a friend on Friday about how frequently God answers our prayers before we have even completely articulated our need.  We were sharing our experiences of hearing that “still small voice” guiding us in our everyday life.   What a joy we had not experienced when searching the scriptures alone, without coming directly to Jesus himself for life. 


Well, this morning, we talked about times the kids had come to me to ask something and I had already anticipated their need and responded before they were even finished.  The funniest was when we see Joy do the “potty dance” from afar off and as she is still running toward us to ask us to take her to the potty, we reach out our hand and invite her to come along to the restroom with us.  The most eye-opening for me, was recalling how after one girl asked for and received candy, another would come running, feeling a bit unjustly treated, asking why they couldn’t have a candy.  We were remembering together how willing I was to give them some, but they had not yet asked.  How often I feel spiritually envious not bothering to ask for myself.   We also talked about times they came running, when seeing another receive a treat, and before they can even get their request out, they see that I have prepared a treat for them as well. 


Anyway, after the famous Lord’s Prayer, Jesus said this, “If you forgive those who sin against you, your heavenly Father will forgive you.  But if you refuse to forgive others, your Father will not forgive your sins.” Matthew 6:14,15   It has been this forgiveness which has made such a difference in my life.  As Jesus has shown me the sin of my own bitterness and unwillingness to forgive those who have hurt me deeply, including God (yes, I was holding bitterness towards God for not preventing the tragedies in my life or miraculously taking them all away), He has brought me deep peace and rest as He has helped me to extend forgiveness myself.  I resonate too well with the parable of the unforgiving debtor found in Matthew 18:21-35.  This guy is forgiven a huge debt he could never have paid in his lifetime and then turns around and refuses to pardon the debt of his friend for a trivial amount of money he is working on paying.  When the man who forgave the huge debt finds out, he renigs the grace he has shown and has the man thrown in jail for failure to pay.  “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom,” the Proverb goes.  Well, honestly, the fear of losing out on God’s mercy is a strong motivation for asking him to help me to “forgive my brothers and sisters from my heart.” Vs. 35. 


Dave and I watched two outstanding movies this weekend which both resonated with this same theme of forgiveness.  Fireproof, we watched at the theatre, and The End of the Spear, we watched projected on to our garage door, enjoying the outdoors with friends. (click on these links to Dave’s blog to read his reviews.)  Both were filled with the struggle of forgiveness, realizing we need it ourselves and relying on Jesus to enable us to extend it to those who have hurt us most deeply.  The first dealt with a marriage plagued with lack of respect, love, and the unfaithfulness of internet pornography and an emotional affair.  The second dealt with relationships burning with the hatred of the cycle of murder and revenge.  This story is told from the perspective of Steve Saint who, as an 8 year old boy, had lost his Father to the spear of a murderous tribe in Ecuador.  The last line in the End of the Spear sums up the redemption we have found in our own tragedies, “Through the years, people could always identify with our loss, but they could never imagine the way in which we would experience gain.”  


Grateful for all my gain,



P.S. —   I am spending some concentrated time this Fall writing down some of my experiences in coming to Jesus myself, and the gain he has redeemed from my suffering.  Please continue to keep me in prayer as the Lord places me on your heart.  This is an emotional and time consuming undertaking and I need Jesus to lead the way.     

I’ve been reading through the Gospel of John with my girls each morning at breakfast.  We are going slowly so we can savor each story and mull it over all day.  I have to say that I myself was feeling the tug at my heart to fall in love with Jesus all over again, and I knew the best way for me was to read through the gospel accounts of his life.  On our wedding anniversary this year, watching the video of our vow renewal from last year made me fall in love with Dave all over again.  I was hoping for the same and it is working.

I should also say that when we were praying about a theme verse for this school year with our girls, the Lord laid the verse “Taste and see that the Lord is good, blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.”  Psalm 34:8 on our hearts.  It seemed a good idea to give them tastes of the Lord’s goodness each morning with breakfast by reading about Jesus together.

Well, today we were reading about Jesus’ encounter with the Samaritan woman at the well and I felt my spirit quicken when I read at the end of our passage the following verse:  “We no longer believe because of what you said;  now we have heard for ourselves, and we know that this man really is the Savior of the world.”  John 4:42.  The quickie background is that this Samaritan woman had left her encounter with Jesus changed and as she shared her story with others from her town, they too believed and urged Jesus to stay with them.  He stayed for two days during which many more became believers as they interacted with Jesus themselves.

Well, through the last 9 years of intense pain and suffering, I can now say this myself.  For most of my life previous, reading my Bible and many other books as well as listening to preachers and speakers, I too had heard about Jesus, but now, although there is much still for me to learn, I can say that I no longer believe because of others, but I know Jesus for myself.  What a precious gift he has given me of himself.

Beginning in this 4th chapter of John, Jesus offers living water, eternal life, no condemnation even in his knowing the laws we are not keeping, and then goes on to describe the kind of worshipers the Father seeks, and declare his identity as the Christ, the one who when he comes will explain everything.  Growing up with the knowledge of Jesus, I guess I have trouble remembering that before Jesus came to earth, people did not have such a loving and self-sacrificing picture of God.  My heart is overflowing in gratitude for the gift of Jesus to the world, and the gift of Jesus in my life.

My prayer is that my girls will also get to taste and see that the Lord is good, that each will be blessed as they take refuge in him, especially through spiritual worship.  That they too will someday be able to say that they no longer believe because of what I have told them, but because they have spent time receiving living water from Jesus themselves.

I think this is God’s desire for us all!  I think this is why Jesus came.

Resting in His Yoke,  Elizabeth

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  Matthew 11:28-30

• In June three years ago, I had cancer surgery.
• In June two years ago, the Lord miraculously healed my physical heart.
• In June one year ago, I attended a 4 day Embracing Life Seminar during which God defeated the fear and lies I lived in and revealed his design, calling, and provision for my life.
• This June (accompanied by another cancer free Dr. report!!!) I am embracing the life God continues to give me, stepping out in faith to follow Him more radically. (more details below)

This embracing of life is both exhilarating and frightening. God’s working in the Exodus of the Israelites has been fueling my faith and working deep change within my heart as I learn how gracious God really is. For example, I had never really seen before how gracious God was in his initial conversation with Moses at the burning bush (recorded in Exodus 3-4).

Throughout this conversation begun by the Lord, Moses continues to respond to the Lord with his doubts and insecurities and God continues to answer Moses with more than Moses is even asking for. God encourages Moses and promises His own presence accompanied by a new name by which God is now to be known, miraculous signs, and details to prove his calling. Even when Moses still pleads with God to send someone else, and God’s anger burns against Moses, God already has Aaron on the way and again promises Moses His help and teaching.

I guess I never really noticed what was not in these verses, no condemnation, no guilt trip, no “don’t you know who you are talking to?”, no “get yourself together you can do this” pep talk, no “fine then, forget it, I will give the job to someone more grateful”… none of the responses I might think God would be perfectly entitled to give… Instead these responses remind me of Jesus in Matthew 11: 29, “Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart.” His surprising reassurance about the gentleness and humility with which He will be right beside us, with us, guiding and teaching us. And that is what the Lord actually does in Exodus… He leads and guides and provides and stays with His people.

Sometimes I am tempted to believe it was my own sin, pride, etc. which earned for me the punishment of cancer… but when I read about the Lord himself setting his people free from slavery and leading them to the desert where he provided for their every need, stayed with them continually, established his own relationship with them, I know that this is indeed how the Lord redeemed cancer for me. He set me free from my own areas of slavery and the slavery of cancer itself, provided for my every need, and looking back I see the story of how step by step through my own desert experiences of thirst and hunger and cravings, he established his own relationship with me, the greatest treasure of all.

I am challenged by the Israelites who were freed not to spend their freedom on whatever they pleased, but to worship the Lord, learn to know Him, and follow wherever He led them. And so this June, as I embrace the life God has gifted me with, I am happily busy worshiping him, getting to know him, following where he is leading me including:

• enjoying the break from daily homeschooling this month and seeking direction from the Lord for next year’s schooling
• speaking publicly of his faithfulness in my life,
• sharing privately and praying with and for others to receive his freedom and healing,
• facilitating an amazing group of women as we dive into God’s word and our own hearts together,
• writing down my heart’s journey with the Lord,
• joining a writers group for encouragement, and
• attending to the precious souls within my own home.

Please continue to pray for me. So many of you have held up my arms when I had no strength left, gone to battle for me against my enemies in prayer and worship, and carried the corners of my stretcher so that Jesus would heal me. I am truly grateful. He has answered and continues to answer our prayers. Don’t stop now!!!

Resting in Him, Elizabeth

(now blogging from Deerhaven Cottage, our new home for the past 6 months!)

“We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.” 2 Corinthians 4:7

I was so encouraged by this verse this morning! Sometimes I get to feeling down about what a fragile clay jar I am, and yet, if I may borrow a refrain from the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood, “all the better to see God working in, my dear.”

And wow, how I have seen God work in spite of my fears and lack of perfection! I’m sure my cracks have been all too clear to those watching me, but I can rejoice that these have shown all the more dramatically that God has been the source of every bit of light, power, hope, and joy in our lives!

I feel so blessed to be here planning to celebrate Joy’s 3rd birthday this weekend! Three years ago we were wondering if she would ever actually come out into the world (she was 10 days late!). We had no idea that my own life was in jeopardy. I am so grateful that despite all of my cracks as her mother, and all the time away from mothering her the cancer treatments took, the Lord has given her tremendous joy. I am so grateful to have been given a new life myself and be here to celebrate this day with her!

So, my fellow fragile clay jars, let us encourage one another to look not at each other’s cracks, but to look between the cracks to see God’s light shining through!

One very-cracked, so very well-lit, fragile clay jar, Elizabeth

“Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” Matthew 11:28-30


1-After a long wait for results due to going outside my healthcare system to another for improved testing technology, I got the results of my latest MRI and they were normal! Celebrating around here both Jesus’s resurrection as well as the new life He has gifted to me and my family! Thank you Lord! And thank you for those of you who faithfully pray! (The Dr. given chances aren’t good, but the Lord has beaten the odds so far!!!)

2- Black raspberries in the frozen section at Trader Joe’s! Remember praying with me for these to be available in Southern Cal. after the Canyon Ranch Dr.’s recommending I add them to my anti-cancer diet? We recently discovered them at the Brea Trader Joe’s!!!

3-I was able to receive 10 physical therapy treatments with a holistic physical therapist trained in lymph drainage. She used a similar method to some of the treatments I received at Canyon Ranch that were the most helpful. She reaffirmed my gluten and sugar free eating plan as helpful to relieving my lymphedema and helped me to recover after a flare-up following putting too many address labels on a mailing! (Who knew?) It was such a gift to be able to see her for just a low co-pay before she left Kaiser to start her own clinic!

4-We have this new blog up and running with its own subscription list so that I can reconnect with many of my long lost “pray for jen” prayer warriors and dear friends. (January 2007 the subscription list finally went completely defunct and I have been praying for a solution ever since. Many of you have prayed with me and here is is!) We are sending out a snail mail this week to catch everybody up and then follow up with e-mails as we can find old addresses. Please pass on this blog to your praying friends as well!

Please pray for:

1-I could really use your prayers as I do battle in my mind. Pray that the Lord would deliver me from negative and perfectionistic thoughts and that instead my mind would stay focussed on whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, or praiseworthy. The negative thoughts are like a cancer trying to multiply and take over my mind and attitude. I’m trying to “just say no” to those thoughts when I realize I am thinking them and load up on praiseworthy thoughts instead!

2-Along those same lines, I realized that I have slipped back into a few of my old bad eating habits. We’re still loading up on tons of organic produce, but I have allowed sugary non-dairy treats to slip back in and am starting to feel their effects in my body. Please pray for strength to fight the urges! Sugar is a top feeder of cancer cells and I certainly don’t want to feed them!!! On the plus side, I have found some fellow gluten-free allies in my homeschool group and this hasn’t been the battle it used to be!

Continuing to learn to rest in Jesus’ yoke,  Elizabeth

“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”  Philippians 4: 4-9

Bloggy Beginnings:

Originally an e-mail subscription list was born out of desperation when I was first diagnosed with Stage 3 Breast Cancer immediately following the birth of my fourth baby in 2005. We were begging for prayers for my healing and for a myriad of other practical and spiritual matters that concerned us. Over time, our original blog “Pray For Jen” was launched, chronicling both the difficulties and miracles of our journey and becoming a precious communication tool gifting us with prayers from around the world. When the original e-mail subscription list failed permanently, the drop off in regular prayer support was felt acutely. Turns out I love to write and it actually improves my perspective dramatically! So in 2008, this new blog was launched with a subscription feature! Please subscribe, pray, comment, and share your own prayer needs and praises! Our sorrows will be lessened and our joy's increased!