Hi kind friends,
My name is Jennifer Dukes Lee. I am a farmer’s wife. I’m the mama of two girls. And I’m an imperfect, flawed pilgrim who’s stumbling my way home.
I find hope in the rooted things: family, crops, a legacy of generations, words rooted in the Word … Root of David.
Along the way, I love to tell the story. (‘Twill be my theme in glory!)
These days, I tell the story here, in this place. You’ll also find me around the High Calling Blogs network, where I serve as a Contributing Editor for family blogs. Once a month, I write for Internet Cafe Devotions. You’ll also find me on Twitter @dukeslee.
I teach journalism at a small Christian college in northwest Iowa. I’m a former news reporter for The Des Moines Register, Omaha World-Herald and other news organizations.
I left the metropolitan news scene in 2002 to move to the Lee family farm in northwest Iowa. Our backyard is a cornfield. Our sunset view includes the steeple of our country church. We’re on a first-name basis with all our neighbors — and their parents and second-cousins and pet chickens. And, to top it all off, God is in the house.
I grew up learning about Jesus. But I was not a follower of Christ. I struggled with the basic questions of faith:
How can we trust the Bible?
How could Jesus have risen from a tomb?
If God is real, why do so many bad things happen in the world?
What is the meaning of life?
In the study notes of my Bible, it says that “silent doubts rarely find answers.” So I began to ask questions out loud. To God.
My first feeble prayers started like this: “God, if you’re there …”
I can’t report a single flash-of-light conversion experience. But over the years, God has rewarded that prayer with new faith in His Son.
Yes, I still ask questions. I wrestle with God. We Get Down. He has touched my hip socket, and I’m no longer the same. Jacob limped after his wrestling match with God. Spiritually, I’m limping along, too. I lean on Jesus to keep me steady.
I’ve still got a lot of questions, but this I know: When I Get Down with Jesus, I’m putting down roots that go deep.
What’s your story?