So Full & Soli Deo Gloria

Welcome to Soli Deo Gloria.  Really, welcome.


I pray as you enter here, you feel overwhelmingly invited.  Soli Deo Gloria is a community of women that seek to encourage, support, love each other with our words.  There is laughter.  There are tears.  There is everything in between.  No matter where you are, who you are, where you have been, I want you to know that you are in the fold.  For more information about this community, please click here.  


This is a growing community (Thank you, Jesus!), so please don't feel that you have to visit every single person that links up.  We are all on a time budget.  That being said, I do invite you to pray and ask God which blogs to visit simply because there may be words for you left in that place or words that God has given you to share to those specific people.  Also, if you would like to be on the email list for reminders and the occasional prayer request, please let me know if the comments.  There have been so amazing ways that God has been working through prayer through these precious ladies.  Blessings to you.

Stephanie, me, Amy

Oh, y'all.

I'm writing this on Sunday afternoon, in the airport in North Carolina, because I know every moment on Monday, I will have two little blonde-headed things attached to my legs, and blogging will simply be out of the question.  I haven't been able to process 25% of what I have learned or experienced at She Speaks, so if my ramblings are convoluted and plain gibberish, just pat my blog on the head and move on.

First, thank you.  Thank you for enabling me financially, spiritually, and emotionally to attend the She Speaks Conference.  God used you.  Thank you for listening to His promptings to support me.  Thank you for offering me encouraging words when I was filled with self-doubt.  Thank you for being a part of God's calling in my life. Words cannot express how wonderful you make my world.  If you could see me now, you would see the tears glistening in my eyes.  I am overcome by love.

Frankly, I don't know where to start.  There is so much in my heart, so much on my mind, and then this thing called fatigue that makes me want to curl up with my new travel pillow at the gate and just close my eyes.  But my spirit, it is too alert, too ready to start weaving into my heart the truths that I learned.  I weep with joy not because the talks that I gave in my speaker evaluation groups were perfect (they were not), not because I've come home with a packed agenda filled with speaking engagements (not one), not because God has shown me the big picture of where I'll be at key points in my life (nope, just the opposite -- I know only the next little step).  I weep because I know Him.  I weep because He has taken a huge chisel to my heart and knocked away the stones that say:

I must achieve.

I must be perfect the first time, every time.

God might not show up.

I have to be big to be anything.

I'm behind in this race.

I weep because I am overcome.  Overcome with His grace and His love.  And I know this might sound trite.  How many times have I myself written these same words at different points in my life?  But somehow, friends, in some holy and mysterious and powerful way, this overcome has gone deep and flushed out so much negativity and worldliness that has lived in my heart for decades.  This overcome comes with freedom.  New breath.  New life.  


Will you keep me accountable, friends?  When I fall back into old habits of negativity and doubt, when I lose my confidence and start trying to manipulate situations because I fail to trust, will you remind me of the time when I was overcome?  Will you tell me that the chains are gone?  That I am free?


It's time for me to let you go visit others, but know that as I visit each of you, I am committing not just to read and comment on your blog.  I am committing to pray for you.  For if I've learned anything at She Speaks, the power of prayer moves mountains.


More to come...


With all my heart,
Jen