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Posted by Jenna B. Johnson on December 17, 2017

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Hello.

Lover of words. Believer in the goodness of God. Recently-discovered extrovert who’s always down for a dance party, a second cup of coffee, and listening to stories so I can probably write them into a book one day. Also a big fan of running, graphic design, photo, video, and the Oxford comma.

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Today marks a full month of full time with this company, and I wish I could fully explain how tangible God’s faithfulness has felt in this month. This team is amazing. My people get me. And I think this smile hasn’t left my face.

P A R T 2 /// I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the beginning of this year marked a newfound desire for God’s Word, and then that was followed by months of discovering a passion for the local church. I believe those are details God had perfectly in mind. It’s looked like incredibly early mornings trying to wrestle with God and understand Him and moments of weakness where Scripture comes to mind and an incredibly deep desire to see Truth prevail and sitting in a field at golden hour crying about not seeing pursuit from God with a woman I’ve connected with in a community group and in life. There’s a piece of Scripture I’ve been stuck on the past week or so, the one that follows the death of Lazarus. “When Mary reaches the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, ‘Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.’” I think this is the posture I’ve had toward Him lately. “If You had been here, I would have known not to trust. If You had been here, I would’ve known the darkness before I was surrounded. If You had been here, I would not have been betrayed. If You had been here, she would have believed more deeply. If You had been here, I could’ve understood pursuit. If You had been here, I wouldn’t have been self-destructive. If You had been here, I wouldn’t have been grieving at inconvenient times. If You had been here, things could’ve been different.” And I think He’s slowly deconstructing those little phrases each moment I sit at His feet. And I’m grateful to be in a space that’s so conducive to the growth and pruning and understanding.

P A R T 1 /// I think there’s a misconception that we go to big churches to disappear, to learn, to check church off our weekly list. So you wouldn’t be surprised that after four and a half years of working in ministry, I walked through these doors of @woodstockcitychurch just to sit and be in a church, to disappear in a room with thousands. It wasn’t that other churches or ministries were lacking, it was more of a pull to this place in the wildest of ways, ways I know I wouldn’t have personally written into my story. But when you’re passionate about something, you want everyone to know about it and be a part of it. And when I remembered that fact, I realized a deep-rooted passion for the local church, one I’ve never felt before, that started here. I found a home in the heart of God here, these walls that started as this awkward avoidance and desire to disappear quickly became a place where I learned about the relentless pursuit of a perfect Father, and this morning was the first time I had words for that. This morning I’m left not just seeing the beauty and wonder, but feeling the power of the One who has risen from the grave and defeated hell and death and every single one of my failures. And this is the prayer: that I might come to know Him more deeply and be used by Him that others would know Him more deeply. That ought to be the cry of our hearts and the prayer for the local church this morning and every morning because He is risen today and for every day into eternity when we’ll all get to roar His praises without end.

First blog in quite a long time, and it’s about telling the truth. All of it. Link in the bio. “In fact, on most days when you ask me, I'll still tell you about how much I hate the change even with the Light involved, but right now I'm more willing to sit in the seat He's offered me. And I have to believe He's pleased with me. He's comforting me. He's not manipulating me. He's given me this seat under this shade, and it's the most peace I have felt in years. And I have this unwavering belief that God's going to come through exactly like He said He always would. Geeze. I never thought I'd write those words. And I've sort of got a few tears in my eyes as I write it.”

Decided it was time to lighten up a little bit. (P.S. @ellenjanefitts is a hair wizard)

When it’s only been a week and a half since we sat in the same office but it feels like a lifetime. This season wouldn’t be the same without you, friend!!

Today was just for me. I started off slow, read a lot of Psalms, continued getting hooked on The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, brought coffee to my mom, turned my phone on airplane mode, ate tacos by myself, tried on glasses, ate Jeni’s dairy-free ice cream, walked around the Westside, wrote a little, and found a lot of beautiful things to just look at. The air feels a little fresher today, and my spirit feels a little lighter. Praise God. Update: also ordered my DREAM CAMERA AND I MAY BE A LITTLE OVER CAFFEINATED BUT I JUST WANT TO SING FROM THE ROOFTOPS.

Challenging myself to remember the sacred moments this morning. The past few weeks have looked like a lot of conversations where I leave just feeling soaked in shame, and this morning I was reminded I’m not the only one to have ever felt that and there’s a space for that in the Light. I’m grateful for a God whose voice is a megaphone when He finally gets us alone and in a quiet space where His Word is our only focus. I’m reminded today that there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, and maybe you needed to hear that because you’re in the midst of a really dark season or because it just feels like a Monday and you’ve barely gotten out of bed. There’s space for you at the table of God, and He didn’t save a seat next to you for the voice of shame.

Most mornings I wake up, and I have to fight the voice of the enemy to push through to the voice of God’s sustaining grace. It’s a discipline, no doubt. But this morning, it felt like I was waking up to a whisper of, “You get to give yourself grace today. You’re already dead-center in the place I’ve called you to be in right now.” And I love that our God is a God of details, and my God is one who knows exactly what I need when I need it before I even know I need it. I listened to a sermon yesterday where the pastor said God’s love is more than God telling us He loves us, like we imagine earthly love, but it’s God PREFERRING us. PREFER. God prefers you. Chosen above all things. I had never thought of it like that before, and I have to wonder if that connection is the reason I woke up feeling like I was centered in God’s sustaining grace. It rocked me in a different way, so I’m hoping it rocks you too and knocks down the voice of lies this morning. Happy Sunday, friends. P.S. this is me yesterday in the midst of filming a VERY dreamy wedding with my DREAM camera. Big things are happening right now, and I’m very grateful to be present for all of them.

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