Hi, friend! I’m Jennifer.

I’m a writer, wife and mother passionate about living out His perfect purpose of making Him known, even in my own imperfection. I am in pursuit of jesus, living to tell his story.

I write and speak and step daily into God’s mission for me to exalt His name, and bring Him to the highest of heights. I am passionate about coming alongside you to dig deep and encounter the knowledge and fullness of God.

I’m a story-teller, and I promise to keep it real, so...

• Yes, my story is imperfect, too.

• You might see my concealer-covered eyes.

• You might see me caffeinated and encouraging (which is kind of a form of caffeine, too, right?).

• You might see me sharing my revelations from The Word with the hope that they bring you hope.

• I will always point you to Jesus, because He is our sustainer.

Let’s keep it real.

The concealer is masking my puffy eyes that show the pain and struggle--and tears of joy--that come with being a mama to my miracle special needs boy, and sweet little girl.

The caffeine is making up for the sleep I lose wondering if I’m the one for the job--for my sweet babies, for my husband, for my friends, for His mission.

The encouragement may sound optimistic and put together, but it’s often the encouragement I need most in the moment, too.

The ability to pull revelations from His word is born out of years of doing it wrong, years of looking for what applies to me instead of diving into who He is and resting in His promises and goodness, years of using devotions as less of a tool for growth and more of a crutch for my lack of knowledge and fear of not being enough to get there.

In 2014, our lives were turned upside down.

We endured unexplainable infertility, resulting in a terrifyingly premature birth of our miracle boy, Mason, at just 23 weeks.

Over the 5 months we spent in the NICU, I was at a loss for words with others, and with God. We were told he had no chance at living--and even if he did, he had no chance at a normal life.

Well, they were wrong.

Our sweet boy lived, and 3 years later we were blessed with another miracle girl, our sweet Elliana (born at 32 weeks), after two heart-wrenching losses in between.