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 »

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Tell His Story

Our words and stories hold power, ever since God first spoke these four: “Let there be light.”

Stories have been a Gospel-proven means by which we can understand one another – and by which we can understand ourselves.

We need your story.

That’s where #TellHisStory comes in.

You are the chroniclers, the people who help others make sense of the world with your words.

Story is how we know that, no matter what happens, we can get back up again.

About #TellHisStory:

Each Wednesday, shortly after midnight, I will post my contribution to the #TellHisStory writing project. At that time, I will open up the linky for you to add your own story. We can connect on Twitter with the #TellHisStory hashtag. Write whatever story God lays on your heart. Post an Instagram, and include the #TellHisStory link. What story has God been writing in or through your life, or through the lives of those around you?

There’s more to #TellHisStory:

Most weeks, at 9 p.m. on Tuesday nights, I will feature stories from other authors and writers. Sometimes, we’ll be giving away books.

Evere week, I will visit as many #TellHisStory posts as I can, and I will select one to feature over in my side under the headline “Featured #TellHis Story.” This isn’t a writing contest. I’m just eager to share and celebrate your stories with the community.

Now, there’s something else you need to know. This is a safe place to tell your stories. You don’t have to be a professional writer or a grammarian to join us. Story is built into every single one of us. Your story matters, because it’s part of God’s story down through history, not because you punctuated everything correctly. Deal?

To participate, simply:

1. Write your #TellHisStory post, from your heart, straight onto your blog.

2. Link up, and invite friends to join in by posting the #TellHisStory badge on your post.

3. Copy and paste the permalink to your post.

4. Using the linky tool, enter your link.

5. Find someone (or two) in the link-up to encourage with a comment. Link their post on Twitter with the hashtag #TellHisStory.

Your words matter to God. They matter to people. And they matter to me!



Monday 12th February 2018

Let me tell you the story behind this photo.

Let me tell you the story behind this photo.

By now, you probably know that my family has been trudging through a season of hard lately. Dad underwent a leg amputation, and because of complications, he is still in a wheelchair. Meanwhile, Mom was hospitalized on Christmas Eve with a life-threatening infection. She’s much better, but still ...

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Tuesday 6th February 2018

Which voice do you hear?

Which voice do you hear?

Today’s post will likely elicit one of three reactions. You will either: 1 – Get that freaked-out feeling you get while watching a horror movie. 2 – Assume that I’ve lost my mind. 3 – Nod your head with a knowing yes, because you’ve been there too. No matter what, I hope ...

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Tuesday 30th January 2018

The greatest risk in life is this.

The greatest risk in life is this.

Last year, our family stood at the open door of an art gallery in Maui. It was mid-afternoon, and we were walking back from the beach. The salt of the Pacific Ocean traced our lips. Sand stubbornly clung to our ankles, like barnacles. Blame the art: it wooed us from those open doors, ...

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Tuesday 23rd January 2018

quick question for you …

quick question for you ...

Hey there, friend. It’s Jennifer. Because I want to serve you well in 2018, I’m wondering if you could take three minutes to give me your feedback, by taking this short survey. I’ve been blogging for nearly ten years, and for the first time, I am surveying my readers! I want ...

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Monday 15th January 2018

Be a Doris

Be a Doris

Doris was our pastor’s wife in the early 1980s. When I called her house — often looking for my mom — it was from our old rotary phone in the kitchen. It was the kind of phone with a twirly cord that could stretch the length of a room. Doris didn’t know who was calling, of course, because in the ...

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