Even when we struggle to breathe inside the silence of Saturday, the Sunday promises of God echo from the empty tomb.
Author: Jennifer Deimund
Born and raised in Southwest Kansas, Jennifer is a small-town girl at heart. Her priorities are Faith, Family, and Friday Night Football, generally in that order, and most nights she can be found entangled in extreme adventures - lived vicariously through her ever-present Kindle and a package of Oreos. Her husband, three kids and their three dogs keep her busy and contribute generously to her glamorous lifestyle of cleaning, cooking and spoiling her grandson. The benefit package is just as generous, though, and their laughter and love are her favorite rewards.
O Holy Night
Christmas is peace and awe, happiness and beauty, because Jesus is all of those things, but before that, Christmas was much simpler… Christmas was God’s promise kept.
Shining Through the Cracks
This is our assignment, our calling. Our horrible, beautiful commission. To share our lives – brokenness and all – with such generosity, that the world becomes illuminated with a Light that can never be extinguished.
God of the In-Between
Sometimes I wish life were more like a cartoon. I picture myself sauntering down the road, a little sass in my step and a joyful whistle that dances its way out of my lips. Songbirds are flitting through the trees above, and daisies are swaying in the gentle breeze. The world around me is bright… Continue reading God of the In-Between
Baaad Burdens
If there’s such a thing as a spirit animal, I was fairly certain mine would bear a strong resemblance to a sloth. The three-toed sloth’s maximum speed when threatened is 0.15 mph, and they are sedentary to the point that algae grows on their furry coat. They are notoriously clumsy on land, ironically strong swimmers,… Continue reading Baaad Burdens