Adventure in the Making

I have grown up in a family of story tellers.

For as far back as memory goes, it recalls days of writing poems and stories. Of sitting around and listening to my dad and aunt and uncles retell stories of their lives and the childhood moments they shared together. I remember being captivated and enthralled by each word and every character introduced.

My grandmother, Loreen, was the port of creativity in our family. Every day spent with her was an adventure in the making. Whether the day ended up fostering ideas into skits or adventures in the woods, we were constantly creating something new.

I know for a fact that my grandmother’s spiritual gift was encouragement and speaking life into people. Never once did I ever encounter a negative word or attitude from my grandmother. She was life. She spoke that life into others. She believed in EVERY single person. There was no one she encountered that did not have greatness for the Glory inside of them.

What a nurturing environment to grow up in.

It is no wonder that I grew up to be a actress/missionary. You read correctly, actress/missionary. I am passionate about many things in life. Many of you have followed my adventures over the last few years and know that I was part of the World Race and then partnered up with Adventures in Missions to enable the growth of Kingdom through the world changers in your own back yard. I am excited about the work that is done through AIM and the World Race.

I am excited about life being spoken over a man and his eyes being opened by the power of Jesus.

I am excited about conversations with demons and God’s word prevailing in the face of darkness.

I am excited about the barren becoming fertile, about the lost being found, the lame walking, the dead being raised, and the earth shaking as heaven comes to earth.