My Story

I thought I would take some time and share my story for those of you wondering or just for those who don't know me.  I'll begin telling you a little starting in 2003. My husband and I were serving as Youth pastors (at least he was, I was busy having babies) at Destiny Church for the last 31/2 years. We had a tremendous amount of support, success, trials; all of the ups and downs of ministering. So when we started to sense that the Lord was speaking to us to uproot and move to Charlotte, NC we did not make the decision to move on a whim or with a heedless attitude. We were torn and sad and desperately seeking a way out. But there is no running away when God tells you to go somewhere. We finally resigned to his will and said good by to the youth and other pastors who graciously let us go with a promise to see us back again; we were only looking one day ahead and to the road in front of us. Our travels led us to a wonderful church named Crossway who are related to Sovereign Grace Ministries. Through them we found a sanctuary from the storms we encountered. 

We sometimes like to call our stay in Charlotte "life 101". My husband had a job which kept him running like a hamster in a wheel, only stopping long enough to take a gulp of air. I therefore, spent my days on my knees (not literally) crying out to the Lord for the strength to survive the many challenges he put in my path (too many to go into detail and not relevant to this story). The result of these many challenges was a lesson in trusting God, in understanding the abilities he has given me and pursuing them, relying on friends for prayer and encouragement, and serving others without complaining. There is a story of a woman named Elizabeth Prentiss ho wrote a wonderful story called "Stepping Heavenward" who's character said "If I had foreseen the trials the Lord has placed in my path when I first started my journey, I would have shrunk back in fear." I have adopted that same philosophy. Although my trials were many, God's grace was so much more abundant, and now my love for the Lord is stronger than what it had been  when I first began my journey in August 2003. 

At the end of those four years, we came to a place where we were undeniably hearing God tell us it was time to go home. After many conversations with the people involved, many days of fasting and praying, we were on our way back home. We arrived back to San Antonio in the summer of last year and ever since it has been a whirlwind of planning, events, serving; but most importantly, the fulfilling of God's plan had been training us for. My husband is an amazingly gifted man who loves people and loves to serve this Church and it's leaders. I am amazed at my blessings on a daily basis; I can serve my husband; what a privilege! I can love and care for my children, home school them, care for my little home, plan family times, "date" my husband again; I so love to be a blessing to them, making my house "heaven on earth". 

I do make plenty of mistakes, to be sure! My life is more like a "what NOT to do" manual than an example to follow, so this blog should come with a post it note saying "Warning! Read with extreme caution, some of the contents of this blog are hazardous!" 

But in seriousness, I am so honored and humbled to be able to serve beside women and grow with them. I am honored to share the little I did learn through the extraordinary people I met while in Charlotte, and also learn through the lives I am meeting here. I know much of my story is vague and I have given it little justice in my retelling, but I just wanted to communicate to you God's grace and love toward me in caring for me enough to have me walk through some trials in order to refine me. If the story of lives gone before us is any indication of things yet to come in our lives, I am certain my journey is not yet complete. So... my story is to be continued...