Open, Reach, Do It Scared

And he has appointed some with grace to be apostles, and some with grace to be prophets, and some with grace to be evangelists, and some with grace to be pastors, and some with grace to be teachers. And their calling is to nurture and prepare all the holy believers to do their own works of ministry, and as they do this they will enlarge and build up the body of Christ. Ephesians 4:11-12

I carry a picture in my heart, which is intended to guide the way I live daily in relationship with people. It’s not a Sunday walk or a special occasion walk. We’re on a lifetime journey toward our eternal home, so this is an everyday walk along the path we’ve been given.

Along our path are many people. Some share my same destination for eternity, and some do not. Yet, we share this earth walk for an appointed time, and in an appointed place by God’s grace.

In this picture, to which I hold dear, one of my hands reaches forward toward someone walking on the path a bit ahead of me, while my other hand reaches for a person walking along behind me. All the while my eyes are focused on Jesus who is the Pioneer and the Perfecter of my earth walk.

Have you ever doubted your ability to influence this world?

Did you read the Scripture at the beginning and say to yourself, “Well, that’s not me. I’ve not been given grace to build the body of Christ because I don’t hold any of those positions or titles. I’m just plain me.”

Did you just disqualify yourself for service?

May I encourage you take another peek at my picture? Remember, the picture is a goal for living – a plan of action. Just like many of my goals, I definitely do not hit the mark all the time or every day. Yet, because I have a picture in mind, and a mark to aim toward, I live this way more often than not.

So , put yourself back in the game with a plan and a goal.

Instead of me, place yourself in the picture. Eyes looking at Jesus. Now, do the next brave thing. As you walk along the path the Lord has marked out for you; ask Him to bring just two names to your mind. Ask Him to highlight the person walking just a little bit further down the faith journey in front of you. Then ask Him to remind you of someone who might be walking right behind you.

So, now that you’ve taken the first step in faith. Hopefully, you’ve written down two names in your Bible or in a journal. The next step is to ask our Good Shepherd to open a door of opportunity with each of these people.

I know. Most of us are actually very scared right now. Some of us are more bold and brave and will message the two people as a reach for a hand. Others of us, are asking Jesus to make the introductions. And a few of us are considering whether they want to ask Jesus to open even a window let alone a full door for relationship.

These grace ministries will function until we all attain oneness in the faith, until we all experience the fullness of what it means to know the Son of God, and finally we become one perfect man with the full dimensions of spiritual maturity and fully developed in the abundance of Christ. Ephesians 4:13

No matter where you find yourself in this spectrum. I ask you to be bold and brave enough – do it scared – and have a conversation with Jesus about everything you are feeling right now. Good Shepherd will take your fears, doubts and all your oppositions (if you will let Him) and strain them through His filter of love. He’ll hold your hand, and my hand, while He shows us in what direction to reach for the hand of flesh.

These hands reaching, and the people on the other side of those hands represent our need for discipleship and encouragement. We’re meant for community. We need each other, which is why we’re struggling so. We’re far too isolated – even within the family of God.

One hand reaching forward to grab hold of a sister’s hand in front of me represents my need to be mentored. This visual reminds me to remain teachable. No matter how old I am nor the number of years I’ve been walking with Jesus, I am not fully sanctified. There’s always more for me to learn about God, His character and who He says I am because I belong to Him.

Additionally, with every turn or dip on the path I’m faced with situations I’ve never yet encountered. Yet, guaranteed, someone in front of me has already traversed a similar rough spot. I want to hold her hand for awhile. How encouraging it is to know I’m not alone! Together, we can look to Jesus for guidance and wisdom because we know He’s overcome every difficulty we could ever experience!

One hand behind me reaching for the hand of a woman behind me represents the responsibility I have to mentor and encourage another person. As I have been loved, there’s someone who needs to be loved. As I have been taught there’s someone coming up behind who needs to be taught. There’s always someone coming up from behind struggling with something for which I can offer encouragement.

And then our immaturity will end! And we will not be easily shaken by trouble, nor led astray by novel teachings or by the false doctrines of deceivers who teach clever lies. But instead we will remain strong and always sincere in our love as we express the truth. All our direction and ministries will flow from Christ and lead us deeper into him, the anointed Head of his body, the church. Ephesians 4:14-15 TPT

Does it sound all too good to be true? Is the concept seemingly unrealistic? Are you just too scared? Are you still disqualifying yourself?

May I take your virtual hand, and encourage you once more. Simply stop. Take a deep breath. Pull out something to write on and with. Do the next brave thing. Turn your eyes to Jesus. Ask Him what He thinks about everything your feeling and thinking right this very minute.

You’ll be so glad you received His perspective on the path. Jesus will lead you. He’ll make you brave enough to do it scared. He might even cause a hand in front of you to reach back so that all you have to do is grab hold.

Come on, sisters, let’s open our hearts, reach out and do it scared!

That’s how I see it. What do you think?

Eyes on Jesus and SHINE,

~Lisa

None the Same; Gathered As One

Featured ~ Lisa Brittain

“I am the Good Shepherd. I know my own sheep and my own sheep know me. In the same way, the Father knows me and I know the Father. I put the sheep before myself, sacrificing myself if necessary. You need to know that I have other sheep in addition to those in this pen. I need to gather and bring them, too. They’ll also recognize my voice. Then it will be one flock, one Shepherd. John 10:14-16 MSG

This last Sunday, as my husband and I sat together congregated in our particular house of worship, I wept. My dear man, handed me his handkerchief as he is growing accustomed. We felt the presence of the Lord with us in a way that felt like a father coming home from a long journey.

I’ve been asking. We’ve been asking. I’m sure many in our congregation, especially our new pastor, have been pleading – “Father, we need You!” The parched air and the famine season of bearing such little fruit has caused us to cry out to the Lord.

“Come Holy Spirit You are welcome here. Please come and bring a down pour of all we need to break this drought.”

If this experience was isolated to our one congregation, I would not be able to use words like drought and famine. One brown, dying yard in a neighborhood full of flourishing yards indicates a very specific problem. The truth is that our church story is not uncommon.

We, my dear man and I, have the privilege of relationship with many brothers and sisters in Christ who congregate in various Christ centered fellowships throughout our local area. Many of our believing friends have experienced similar drought and a lack of fruit bearing during an extended season. It’s been difficult and even painful to walk in hope and JOY through this barren time. However, we have stumbled upon a practice, which has produced hope in us to believe the famine is only for a season.

We’ve stumbled, but now looking back I feel sure it was God’s plan all along, and more so, His provision which has led us this way. We’ve made a practice of visiting with small groups of friends from different congregations over dinner quarterly and weekly for prayer and Bible study. I attend a monthly prayer group of which I am the only member of a different congregation. My dear man keeps up with and prays for his family and college friends via email and Facebook.

None the same; gathered as one.

The extraordinarily beautiful and prosperous fruit tree which has grown up in the middle of this practice is a body of faith. We are none the same, but frequently gathered together to share in the abundant fruit of the Spirit of God. We have needed it – desperately needed this – during the most challenging season of our lives. The prayers of the saints have been powerful and effective, but even more so tenacious for us (all of us) to witness breakthrough after breakthrough.

The planned one service, which we experienced this past Sunday, was a beautiful mixture of our English speaking congregation along with a new Hispanic church congregation meeting in our same building. Talk about none the same, gathered as one!

From the coupled Spanish and English music, to the stirring baptism celebration and ending with the sermon in Spanish translated into English and ASL*; this was truly one of my favorite worship services in a number of years. As our Spanish and English voices, along with many signing, melded together, I was transported back to Miami, the place my heart calls home. The multicultural richness enveloped in one family brought me to tears.

None the same; gathered as one!

As I look back over the last month, I recognize that the glorious celebration we just experienced in our home church actually began for us three weeks previous. We were staying in an AirBnb over 2,100 miles from home, and on our way into town Google plotted our path right past a very inviting church**. The orange banners whirling in the arid breeze, green grass and palm trees presented a picture of an oasis in the middle of a very brown, dry desert landscape.

We took note on Friday and planned to visit on Sunday. After spending a couple of adventurous days in 100+ degree heat, we arrived at the church hoping to worship Jesus with brothers and sisters we had never met and probably won’t see again until Heaven. As we walked through the welcoming committee, we were invited to open seats.

As our eyes adjusted and our bodies embraced the cool air, the familiar music filled our ears. As the words, “Your a Good, Good Father” moved from my ears to my heart, a flood of tears ran from my eyes and dripped from my chin. I couldn’t sing for the enormous lump in my throat.

As my dear man handed me his handkerchief, I simply listened and cried. The overwhelming goodness of God materialized within me like a tall cool glass of clear water. The JOY of the Lord filled me with hope as I realized He had prompted His kids in California to greet His kids from Georgia with this song from home.

And more than that, with the next song from Elevation Worship*** (also birthed on the East Coast) our Good, Good Father reminded my dear man and I that He is always with us. Great is His faithfulness. He never fails. Whether we feel stuck at home or roam far across His creation, He sees us. He knows us. He’s moving mountains on our behalf. Christ, as our Pioneer, is making a way for us where there seems to be no way.

The dryness of our hearts finally cracked through with tears flowing deep. Our brothers and sisters out there in California may never know how they ministered to us that day. The Lord Himself is pleased though as He orchestrated the gathering of His children from coast to coast.

None the same; gathered as one!

That’s the way I see it. What do you think?

Eyes on Jesus and SHINE!

~Lisa

*ASL American Sign Language

**Southwest Church LaQuinta, California

***Elevation Church based in Matthews, NC

Pause/

Featured ~ Lisa Brittain ~ 4 Comments

Hi friends,

I want to pause a moment on this Saturday, May 26th, of Memorial Day weekend to:

be grateful
be helpful
be encouraging

Grateful ~ Thank you, son, father, father-in-law, grandfather, uncles, cousins, and friends who have graciously and tenaciously served our country through the various branches of our armed forces. You have my appreciation. And all the more I want to thank all of you who have sacrificed more than anyone is aware by your support of those who serve. Thank you for your willingness to have them less of the time so they are on duty to protect our country more of the time. I ask the Lord Jesus believing He will direct an abundant outpouring of grace, peace, comfort, love, and JOY upon you for all you have sacrificially given!

Helpful ~ Websites and blog sites can be confusing, can’t they? Have you ever changed your email address and found yourself continually reminding and redirecting friends and family to use your new email address? Have you ever had the pleasure of changing your phone number? Yikes! It takes time, but most of all effort and repetition to make a successful move.

So now that so many of you look for my blog posts here, I’ve moved. My blogs – Ponders and Saturday Share, book and photos meant to encourage you to turn your eyes to Jesus are all now located at this address:

http://www.lisabrittain.com

I hope you will add or move your subscription to the above website address, and I hope you might do it soon. =)

Encouraging ~ I want to tell you that you matter. Yes, YOU! You matter to God because He chose to design you specifically and uniquely original. You are His idea, and that makes you pretty special.

Your journey through this life matters. God created you with work to do, an assignment He designed just with you in mind. So, I know the little stuff, the menial tasks, and all the seemingly unimportant stuff you do and feel no one appreciates, God notices. (Moms out there… caregivers amongst us… are you reading this?) Yes, God notices and your fulfillment of the tasks He’s given you for this place in life matters to Him for eternity. There’s a jewel awaiting your crown!

You will make it to the finish line. It’s not time yet. None of us knows how many more miles we have yet to run our journey home. Maybe like me, you are currently wishing for a different scenery. Perhaps you are tired of running through the desert. All the browns and flat surfaces with prickly cacti, sometimes it just seems too much. Don’t worry, this place is just a part of your journey and not the whole of your journey. Even if you end up running through the desert all the way into Jesus’ arms, He’s worth it!

Thank you for subscribing here at Eyes on Jesus and Shine on WordPress. Thank you for adding encouragement and value by your participation here. I appreciate you and sharing my faith journey with you more than you know.

So, now how about making the move with me. Click here and when you get to Eyes on Jesus and Shine at http://www.lisabrittain.com go ahead and click your way into the site. To subscribe simply click the Subscribe button and complete the form. That way we’ll be able to stay in touch and continue to encourage one another on our journey home.

Eyes on Jesus… you’re shining!

Lisa

If I had only one chance…

March 6, 2018March 12, 2018 ~ Lisa Brittain ~ 1 Comment

Just recently I was asked this question:

Now that you’ve journeyed with Jesus many years what do you want younger sojourners to know?

There are so many things I want you to know. It is the delight of my heart to get to share the path with beautiful creations of God. Yes, I’m talking to you. No matter who you think you are or what you believe or how far you’ve wandered, you are a beautiful creation of God. So, may I ask that you don’t disqualify yourself from this small window of opportunity I have to share four simple truths with you?

My hope before the Lord is for Him to make useful – to redeem – my many wanderings off the path and my eventual returns to the straight path. I hope one day to be able to glimpse an aerial view of my journey from birth to death. Assuredly, my life path will reveal anything but a straight line!

So, for this short part of our walk together, I want to encourage you with four simple truths. And as we head our separate ways in just a few moments, I want to challenge you to explore these truths for yourself. There’s absolutely no need to take my word for it. I can’t convince you of anything. However, there’s power in sharing our stories so I am compelled to do that. More importantly, the Spirit of God is the best teacher as the Word of God is alive and useful in convincing us of truth.

So, just in case, this is my one chance to cross paths with you, I want you to know:

You are loved.

You are not lost.

You can go home.

Your story matters.

I believe and I want you to know that everything in the course of our whole life journey submitted into God’s Hands is productive and beneficial. Our Creator wastes nothing of our experience in molding and shaping us into the image of His dear Son, Jesus, our elder brother. All we need to do is listen for the sound of Father’s voice calling our name… and turn our face toward His voice. He’s already on His way to you.

And He chose us to be His very own, joining us to Himself even before He laid the foundation of the universe! Because of His great love, He ordained us, so that we would be seen as holy in His eyes with an unstained innocence. For it was always His plan to adopt us as His delightful children. Ephesians 1:4-6 tpt

You are loved.

Ephesians 1

How do I know?

I know. I have God’s Word on it!

You might argue that I don’t know you. I don’t know where you’ve been. Maybe you would counter with the truth that I don’t know what you’ve done in the past or how you are living today. I pretty much know the arguments by heart because most of them were my own arguments to refute the idea God could love me.

All of those arguments are irrelevant. Not to be offensive and not because I say so, but because God says so. His Word, written in the book known as The Bible, is really His love letter to you. Through this tangible loving and living Word, He beckons you to know of His great love for you simply because He knit you in your mother’s womb. (Psalm 139).

I’ll catch up with you here next week. I hope you will want to rejoin me here for a walk in the truth of God’s Word. My story will be here and Holy Spirit will be our teacher in truth and love…

Until next time this is my prayer for you and me:

I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come. And God placed all things under his feet and appointed him to be head over everything for the church, which is his body, the fullness of him who fills everything in every way.

Eyes on Jesus… you’re shining!

~Lisa

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Future walks on our pioneer journey:

You are not lost.

But the Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?” He answered, “I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.” Genesis 3:9-10 esv

You can go home.

Seek the Lord while he may be found;
    call on him while he is near.
Let the wicked forsake their ways
    and the unrighteous their thoughts.
Let them turn to the Lord, and he will have mercy on them,
    and to our God, for he will freely pardon.  Isaiah 55:6-7 niv

Your story matters.

Create in me a pure heart, O God,
    and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me from your presence
    or take your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation
    and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.

Then I will teach transgressors your ways,
so that sinners will turn back to you.

Psalm 51:13 niv

Saturday Share with Bettie Gilbert

March 3, 2018March 2, 2018 ~ Lisa Brittain ~ 23 Comments

Welcome to Saturday Share!

The purpose of this weekly feature is to provide a space for regular people to share their real-life encounters with Jesus. It’s about living in the middle – on the way to the finish line. If we still have breath to tell our stories then our race isn’t finished.

I believe we sharpen one another and delight God’s heart when we testify of His great work in our lives. Be encouraged to put one foot in front of the other, and spur someone on while you’re at it!

So encourage each other and build each other up, just as you are already doing. 1 Thessalonians 5:11 NLT

I am honored to introduce to you, my feature Saturday Share writer:

Bettie Gilbert

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He Became Our All in All

by Bettie Gilbert

Thirty-two years ago, our family followed God’s leading and moved across the country. We picked up stakes, and together with our young children, left the familiar behind. What we could not see, were the ways that God would use that move to shatter all of our pre-conceived notions of what Christianity and the Ministry looked like. We had so many lessons to learn. . .

“Listen to me, you descendants of Jacob,
    all the remnant of the people of Israel,
you whom I have upheld since your birth,
    and have carried since you were born.
Even to your old age and gray hairs
    I am he, I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
    I will sustain you and I will rescue you.”  Isaiah 46:3-4 NIV

The month before we moved, a friend gave us those verses from Isaiah. And I chose to cling to the promises that HE would sustain us through every step of the uncertainty. And He did! But in the process, my husband suffered through a deep depression as the Lord gradually loosened our hold on a ministry dream that had too much of our own selves written all over it. When my husband shared words that I had spoken to him with his counselor, the counselor wondered how I could have such insight. I only knew that God was carrying us, and there was nowhere to go except to Him.

HE became our only answer.

When we weren’t sure our faith would survive intact, God held onto us, and He led us back to our Midwestern roots. But the trials were not finished. Through the next 10 years, He shook up every notion of what we thought our days should look like. He drew us out of ourselves and brought us into the solid ground of His merciful sustaining grace. We tasted what it felt like to have a failed ministry, a failed business, and no home of our own.

HE became our only home.

As our children walked with us through those moves, they watched what we went through. And in the process, they each faced their own kind of testing. One felt the weight of fear and anxiety, one felt the tug of worldliness and ease, and the other felt the sting of not measuring up to the standards of a legalistic church. I heard myself crying out to God.

Oh Lord! Why would you allow our children to suffer so, simply because they were made to walk through the lessons that we, their parents, had to learn?

How will they ever overcome these trials that were the results of our own mistakes?

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.” 2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NIV

What a faithful Lord! How merciful are His judgments, beyond tracing out! God has knit together the shape and form of our children, just as He has shaped and formed our own beings. And what was for our benefit will be for their benefit also, because of His great grace. The very trials they face are the very places where God brought us into intimate touch with His mercy. It is the way of intercession.

He allows us to bear each other’s burdens for a reason. It is in the bearing that we are covered by His wings. Under His wings we find refuge, and even when we cannot see it at the moment, He is drawing our children under His wings, as we pray for those trials to be redeemed by the power of His blood. As I prayed and watched God move, my children found their own place of refuge under His wings.

But it was in the remembering of those lonely seasons that my heart longed for other Mamas whose hearts now ask the same questions concerning their own children. Would there be a place to connect and share those burdens? Could we ever know that we are not alone in bearing those burdens to Jesus? How could we share our heavy hearts together?

Jesus heard those longings, and by a roundabout journey, He connected me with a beautiful prodigal returned, one whose own Mother had prayed for her through the long years of testing and wandering also. As she and I began to share our hearts, we realized that the Lord had given us each a kindred spirit and a longing for both the lost ones struggling and their Mamas praying over their return. It has been such a joy to be part of the team gathered at the website that my friend Anna began, BelovedProdigal.com, and to join in praying and sharing with others whose hearts are also longing for the return of wandering loved ones.

Are you in a place of lonely praying now? Do you find yourself looking back with sadness at the lessons you or your children have had to walk through? Does it feel that redemption of those times may never come? Listen to these words that Jesus spoke to us:

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33 NIV

As we offer back to Him those very trials and tribulations, He will redeem each one. We may not see how, we may not know when, but He will work things together for the good of those who love Him, who are called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28)

HE has become our only purpose.

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Bettie Gilbert can be found in a small town in rural Southeast Wisconsin, where she lives with her husband of 39 years. You can find her blogging at BettieGsraseasons.com where she is seeking to be transparent with the journey that God has her traveling with Rheumatoid Arthritis, Fibromyalgia, and Osteoporosis. She is also excited to be part of the team sharing words over at BelovedProdigal.com joining in as the Lord calls the lost ones back to His heart.

Saturday Share with Quantrilla Ard

February 10, 2018February 9, 2018 ~ Lisa Brittain ~ 2 Comments

Welcome to Saturday Share!

So encourage each other and build each other up, just as you are already doing. 1 Thessalonians 5:11 NLT

I am honored to introduce to you, my feature Saturday Share writer:

Quantrilla Ard

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The Gospel Changes Everything

By Quantrilla Ard

I love watching animated bible stories with my kids on Friday evenings and Saturdays after church. It brings me joy to see them learning about biblical truths and taking them to heart. Many of the stories are tailored specifically for children, so I watch a bit distracted, to say the least. But every now and then, something will grab my heart and move me in such a way that I can’t help but respond to the message.

Today (I’m actually writing this on a Saturday), I happened upon a trilogy of videos on one our streaming services about Jesus, the disciples, and the spreading of the gospel. Focusing on Christ’s ministry years, the second video drew me in when it highlighted the story of the woman caught in adultery. This particular thing isn’t my sin-issue – if it is or isn’t yours either, just keep reading – God has a way of making the ground level.

When the Pharisees brought the woman to Jesus, He was teaching the crowds that had gathered. Hoping and eager to trap Jesus with religious semantics, they proudly announced that they had caught her in the act of adultery. In John 8:1-11, this ordeal plays out in public, to the great horror and shame of the woman. The religious leaders “told” Jesus about the Mosaic law stating that a woman in a compromising situation such as this one should be stoned. Then they asked Him what He thought. I submit to you that they didn’t have any idea what was coming.

Jesus proceeds to write in the sand, right where they are standing! The bible doesn’t give us the details of what was written in the sand, but the woman’s accusers immediately retreat after Jesus’ powerful words, “The one without sin among you should be the first to throw a stone at her (vs.7, CSB).” He then continues to write in the sand, until not one of the men who shamed her was left.

… I pray that you, being rooted and firmly established in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the length and width, height and depth of God’s love... Ephesians 3:17-18 CSB

I watched this scene with intense interest and the tears began to pool in my eyes. Jesus asked her who was left to condemn her. She answered that no one was left. He tells her to go in peace because He didn’t condemn her either. Can you imagine the immediate relief and the weight that was lifted from her? I absolutely can because I’m struggling with a thing also. A thing that makes me feel defeated every time I fail. I can relate to the anguish and guilt this woman felt as these treacherous individuals presented her to Jesus. They presented her not in the way they should have as the spiritual teachers they pretended to be, but as agents of wickedness and deceit; and in the process, they compounded more pain on this woman who was no more than a pawn to them.

As agenda-driven as these men were, God had another in mind. A heavenly one. One that hasn’t changed since the dawning of time. Regardless of the accuser, the sin-issue, the crowd to whom we are exposed, God’s heart for us is to know the length and width, height and depth, of His faithful love for us (Ephesians 3:18). His love reaches deep down into our souls, forgives us, and redeems us to Him. Then He picks us up by the hand, asks us where are those who condemn us, and shows us they are no longer there. He gives us peace and sends us on our way. I am so thankful for the gospel in that bible story. It changed the life of a woman over 2,000 years ago, and it changed mine today. The gospel truly changes everything.

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Quantrilla (Quanny) Ard is a faith-based personal and spiritual development writer who lives in the DC Metro area with her husband and three littles. In addition to being a dedicated wife and mother, she is an entrepreneur, doctoral student, and curator of all things lovely. As a woman on her own quest of shining a light on the shadowy, hidden places in her life, she writes as the PhDMamma about things she knows to be true in hopes to encourage others to do the same. Her spiritual goals and her love for Christ propel her quest to share the spiritual journey with other women- to walk alongside them and encourage them with words, deeds, and wisdom. Quanny believes in the power of collective strength, community, and fellowship. You will find her wherever people are sharing stories of triumph.

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