It’s been a week since we celebrated the release of #theworthycommentary and the hard launch of the Dig Your Well® brand and the one moment that will sit with me forever? It’s when I glanced over from my makeshift stage and caught sight of my 9-year-old. His hands were in his pockets, his eyes were lit up, and he was locked in.

I told my husband later that it was as if I was watching the lightbulb of comprehension flick on for him - all those early mornings that he came downstairs to find me at the kitchen table with my Bible and laptop open, all those afternoon quiet times that he came to ask a question and found me at my desk. He put it all together in that moment and realized that it was building something.

I am viscerally aware that my kids’ childhood stories are a parallel ride to the birth of all of this and I have long prayed that they see the deep heart-work that God is carving out in me - that I’m not just their Mom who teaches women about Jesus. I pray that I’m their Mom who teaches them to hear God’s voice and love His Word just as much as I do.

When I was done speaking, my crew of people surrounded my family and prayed over me, my calling, this ministry. And, after that? Jordan wandered over to the shelf, picked up a copy of Worthy, and began to read.

A short while later, Rinnah slipped a book in front of me. Josh told her to ask me with sign it with a twinkle in his eye. “Rinnah-Roo,” I wrote on the dedication page, “this is your legacy.”

Two nights later, at bedtime, I went to do tuck-ins and both boys were already tucked up in their beds reading their own copies of Mercy Like Morning that they also picked up at the party, reading for themselves the story of my agonizing, decade-long wait to finally get to be their mom.

I didn’t expect to see it so soon, but I see it already - the fruit of all of this, the living out of this intentionally and prayerfully assigned ministry tagline that explains the why of it all. And I will keep digging my well until the day that I die. For me. For them. And for anyone who comes across these squares, these books, this space, feeling a little thirsty, and stops for a drink.

All this? It’s just the beginning.

I will NEVER get over stories like these—the way God uses the very words He had me string into sentences to wind their way around the nuanced and deeply personal experiences of women, leaving them feeling seen by Him, known by Him, and unmistakably loved.

I did my part.

Now, I get the jaw-dropping experience of watching God do His.

#theworthycommentary is available now! Comment “worthy” and I’ll DM you the link to get your copy (or go to digmywell.com/worthy) 🔥

Somebody had to say it. 😏

Last night was a dream in the end. In the beginning, though, I desperately wanted to hide. So putting on the dress, pulling off the party, and intentionally choosing to celebrate this launch was a kind of victory that I can’t really articulate.
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I shared part of the Ephesians 6:10-24 passage from pages 94-96 of Worthy. The words could not fit more perfectly with everything that the launch party represented: a giant you-know-what to Satan and a wild faith that God will use the words in this book for His purpose and His glory in the unique and nuanced and perfectly-timed way that He already has in mind.
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Having done all, I stand.
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#theworthycommentary is available now. Comment “worthy” for a link to learn more and get your copy!

About last night 🥰 We celebrated the release of Worthy and the hard launch of Dig Your Well® (and we celebrated hard)!

Best friends of a quarter-century made the drive from all over the state, converging together with local friends from every corner and pocket of my life, all to celebrate this thing that I have been pouring every ounce of myself into for the last decade.

More photos to come. In the meantime, a tiny glimpse.

How it started. How it ended. Truly the best night. 😭