Vulnerable Vision

In recent weeks, we have spent a great deal of time conjuring up images and dreams of what we envision next. I suppose next could be anywhere from tomorrow, to 2 months, or for all eternity. It's a chance to delve into the desires of our hearts, examine if they are being birthed from God, and bring them to life by painting pictures with words of what we foresee in the future. It actually proves to be a complex, laborious process as we dig into our deep-rooted values, interests and longings - and then constructing an image or "vision" out of the creative juices my imagination can so often fail to produce. In the midst of my quest for a revelation, I was enticed with an epiphany. Here is my latest and greatest draft of my hopes and dreams for the future of God's Kingdom:


My vision is to be a catalyst in the transformation of those wishing to go deeper in their journey with Christ. I believe God desires me to create environments where people can discover more about themselves and God, and how they can take part in the “battle for the broken.”

As a wife, I will strive to value Ryan as Christ does, supporting his unique self and co-laboring with him in the calling that is placed on our lives. I will uphold the qualities of dignity, honor, love and truth as it pertains to our relationship while we maintain a God-centered marriage.

I desire to use my gifts of exhortation, mercy, and evangelism as I reach out to those who feel inferior and estranged from God with a message of greatness and mercy, bringing them to a point of greatness. I feel called to encourage, guide, uplift and serve those considered “outsiders” in ways that can bring about restoration and beauty.

I will seek to live simply and intentionally in the context of a values-keeping, vision-oriented, and Kingdom-seeking community. At the same time, I commit to caring for creation by the way I live, and through my actions aim to encourage others to do the same.


Welp, there you go folks. My whole heart and soul spilled out on an unlaced blogsite for all to behold. Funny how a few lines of simple words can generate such eagerness, delight, and trepidation all at once. Sometimes it makes me feel like an emotional basketcase.

I've found that the trick to not freaking out every time I take a peek at the page is to extend my open palms toward the heavens and release it to the Father. My statistics have shown that 10 out of 10 times He usually has the brighter idea anyway.

Thank God for that.