Mustard seed

When I made the decision to enter into seminary, I was not yet a wife or a mother. I was simply following the calling I believed God placed on my life and in my heart. The calling did not appear out of thin air, it had been planted by those that loved me and believed in me.

My seminary journey lasted almost five years, in those five years I married my husband, gave birth to our oldest daughter, Lucy, and then three years later, I crossed the graduation stage very pregnant with our youngest daughter, Abby.

This was no accident. Throughout those five years, God poured His Truth and love into my heart and mind. Drawing me to Him so that I could ask those tough questions that had always remained buried too deep. Slowly and steadily, He revealed and reminded me of His sacrificial gift of my salvation, and the purpose behind it.

Entering seminary my faith was very much like the mustard seed, but He intentionally planted that small seed in fertile ground. No amount of hardship or pain could stop that little seed from sprouting up and reaching for the sun that shone above.

Now that my roots are reaching deep, and holding strong, it is my privilege and responsibility to Shepard those I am in relationship with. So when my oldest daughter made the statement yesterday, that to get to heaven she has to do good things for people, I could gently, yet confidently share the Truth in love with her.

As we enter into the season of Lent next week, let us be reminded of the great works He can do with faith the size of a mustard seed. And let us help to provide fertile ground for the seeds of faith we have the privilege to sow.

Below you will find the link to a new artist I have discovered. She does amazing work in the name of His Kingdom. I have my eye on one of her framed prints…just need to make room for it somewhere in my heart and home.

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Wife, Mom to two young girls, Counselor, Cook, Athlete, and Follower of Jesus

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