We are THAT Family
Hi there, world changer. I’m glad you’re here. I hope my words encourage you as a wife and mom and remind you that you’re not alone in your yes to God. It’s okay to be real and a little irreverent and mostly vulnerable in this safe space. Deep down, I think there’s a little bit of that family in all of us.
I’m wild about sweet tea and I have a thing for globes and maps. I love color and words and my house has a lot of both. I’m parenting teens and a young adult with my husband slash best friend of more than 25 years.
I’m the founder of Mercy House and Fair Trade Friday and sometimes I write books. I love traveling and experiencing new cultures, trying new foods, and I’m a big fan of all things fair trade. I share my broken and beautiful story in my memoir, Rhinestone Jesus, and I share how it’s changed the way we parent in Raising Grateful Kids in an Entitled World and Raising World Changers. Want to read the newest book? Click here.
My life is messy and redeemed and I’m grateful for the chance to live it.
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Over the past decade, I’ve cried a million tears, told a thousand stories and witnessed the miracle second chances of a hundred teen moms and their babies that are still alive long after the world left them for dead. This is the true story of Mercy House Global. At first news of the global ... Read More
I'll never forget the moment of clarity I had in the middle of the pasta aisle. It was the day after I returned from a trip to Kenya with my family. I ran into an old friend next to the spaghetti sauce and she hugged me and said, "so, was your trip to Kenya just ah-maazing!?!?" She drug out the ... Read More
guest post by Janel Breitenstein Last week I joined the ranks of those with weighty personal loss from COVID—and 2020, the Year with No End. There’s a lot of talk of loss this year, so I won’t add mine to your pile just yet. But we also chatted around the table last night about the loss of youth ... Read More
I knew what was coming. The lump formed in my throat long before I heard the "Welcome Home" chant of the mask-covered students waving arms and signs in front of my son's college dorm. I had been here before with my daughter. This is it, I thought as the students escorted my son away with ... Read More
