• typewritter-banner-2

    Dispatches from a Good News Girl

    Stories of Grace in a World that Needs Hope.

  • pinterest-banner-2

    True, That.

    My curated space of inspiring words & imagery. Follow Me on Pinterest

Storyteller. Grace Dweller.

I’m Jennifer — wife of an Iowa farmer, mom to two girls, new book author. I believe in you, because I believe in Jesus. You matter to Him, and you matter to me. more »

Subscribe to Dispatches

free updates sent directly to your inbox.

4

Monday 20th October 2014

What We Need to Know When We Feel Lost and Alone

What We Need to Know When We Feel Lost and Alone

It was a hot day in August at a carnival. The air was frothy with dust, laughter and the dinging of bells. I was four years old, wearing a seersucker halter dress and pigtails, moving through a swarm of legs that seemed all welded together. At one point, I had been holding my mother’s ...

Read More

2

Friday 17th October 2014

The Secret to Stop Feeling Like a Failure

The Secret to Stop Feeling Like a Failure

A Welcome to New Friends Welcome! Some of you are dropping by for the first time today, coming from Ann Voskamp’s blog, where she graciously allowed me to tell a story today. It’s a pleasure to “meet” you! Pull up a chair… I’m Jennifer Dukes Lee. I am a storyteller ...

Read More

42

Wednesday 15th October 2014

#TellHisStory: How The Real World-Changers Live … and How They Die

#TellHisStory: How The Real World-Changers Live ... and How They Die

Outside my windows, the trees had begun their beautiful dying. I stared out blankly, eyes cloudy with grief, thinking about the phone call I’d just gotten. She was dying.  I didn’t want to go say goodbye. But she was ready to go, surrendering to the season. She was a tree in autumn, ...

Read More

11

Tuesday 14th October 2014

#PreApproved Writer of the Week: Jennifer Camp

#PreApproved Writer of the Week: Jennifer Camp

Broken Cisterns and a Not-So-Silent God Jennifer Camp It’s an ache that seems to never leave. The whispers, you’re only worth what you do, what you say, what you produce. I don’t know the moment I first believed these kinds of lies, but I live with the ramifications of believing them, even ...

Read More

83

Monday 13th October 2014

Dance the Orange Dance

Dance the Orange Dance

The fire is alive, an orange dance in the dark. I typically underestimate how much light one small fire can bring to one dark room. But I see it today, because I am stilled long enough to pay attention. I am here, under the soft blanket, in the shadow. A clock moves its hands in a slow circle. ...

Read More