MANNA IN THE MORNING

🌱 Busy, scattered, stretched thin… but still showing up in the Word. Here’s what’s been helping me stay consistent lately...

I thought I had to move overseas to live “on mission.” Turns out, God had a different plan… right here at home. 🌎💙

Even when the Bible feels distant or hard to connect with, the truth is—we belong. We are children of the King. I love how just one familiar name in a long list reminds us: no matter where we start, how much we may or may not know the story of Christ is deeply personal. We are connected.

Ever notice Tamar’s name listed in David’s family line? None of the other daughters are mentioned—just her. Why would God highlight the most painful, broken part of the story? I couldn’t stop thinking about it today. Maybe it’s because God never hides the messy parts of our lives… He redeems them.

Ever felt like you were defined by where you came from, the choices you have made, or even the labels other people have put on you. In Christ, your identity is not circumstantial.

When I look at some of the pains we have been through as a family I don't see it as deliberate defiance. I see strongholds, muscle memory and brokenness. We live in such a broken world! Thankfully we have hope!

What weighs on me almost as much as the meltdown itself is what follows. The shame. The embarrassment. The cycle of regret that eats away at his confidence. I can only imagine how small, scared, and ashamed he feels when the dust settles. Those are the moments I long to cover him with compassion, while still holding firm to the boundaries that are meant to protect both of us. This is not simply a Keimani problem. It's not even a ME problem. This is truly a direct reflection

I don’t practice the spiritual discipline of fasting enough. For me, fasting is one of the best tools to keep my flesh in check, to lay down my self-reliance, and to remind myself daily that I need Him more than anything.