(1 minute, 8 seconds) My beloved Pastor Tom, who baptized me at 23 years old and performed our wedding ceremony when I was 24, is a Texan Baptist Preacher. From the pulpit one Sunday morning, towering in his cowboy boots, I clearly remember the booming…

(3 minutes, 15 seconds) The Appalachian Trail is a hiking path in the Eastern United States. The trail is 2,185 miles long, extends from Georgia in the south to Maine in the north, and passes through 14 states. In 2011 as an experienced hiker, Jennifer…

(1 minute, 12 seconds) I want to offer the encouragement that, as a daughter of the Most High, it is crucial to consider and prioritize maturing in the Lord and growing in godliness. I’ve been re-reading and re-riveted by Jean Fleming’s insightful book, Pursue the…

(1 minute, 22 seconds) Wisconsin summer days are fleeting. Keenly aware of this reality and determined to savor a warm, nearly perfect day recently, I loaded “Ruby,” my fast bike with skinny tires, onto my bike rack and drove to a nearby trail.As I joyfully…

(2 minutes, 26 seconds) I loved my Grandma Ollie.Though I wasn’t hers by birth, Grandma loved me like her own. She taught me to cross-stitch, played funny finger games with me, and gave me her traditional 16 sugar cubes, beautifully boxed and wrapped in a…

(2 minutes, 49 seconds) One of my older clients shared with me recently that in all of her life her only physical pain has been a couple of headaches. Those few episodes she said, were relieved with a mere aspirin. Truly I am glad for…

(2 minutes, 55 seconds) “Tighten your tennies, kiddos! It’s going to be a fun summer!” It was a memorable summer the year Team Noble, our family racing team, began. It all started with purchasing six white t-shirts in each of our sizes and a broad…

We Need More Cowbell 5-12-22 (2 minutes, 7 seconds) Last summer I attended a triathlon in support of a close friend who was competing. I loaded my mini-backpack with water bottles, power bars, and …my biggest cowbell. For me, cheering at a race would be incomplete work…

3-29-22(1 minute, 55 seconds) I wasn’t a sickly youngster, but I remember times when I was sick as a little girl. Specifically, the yucky kind of sick that involved throwing up. I remember a tender gesture from my mom. She would sit with me, gently…

A while back I challenged myself to document for one hundred days in a row the “goodness of the Lord.” My initial intent was to become more aware of God’s day-to-day provision. Besides being a feast for my soul, actively looking for goodness quickened my…