Author Archives: Jenny Gehman

Dear One, I love a good question and have recently chosen one in particular to travel with for the whole of 2021. The question of my choosing was posed by Jesus in his famous “Do not worry” sermon. After speaking … Continue reading →

Dear One, I arrived in the presence of God today full of desolation, envy, resentment. It’s not pretty, but it does happen. As I sat with the Spirit I realized I was tied up in knots.  Or more accurately, nots. Not included.  … Continue reading →

Dear One, Hello and Happy New Year!! And by the way, congratulations friend. Look at you – you made it. You’ve crossed the threshold into what we thought might never come – 2021. It wasn’t easy, but here you are … Continue reading →

Dear One, Every year around this time, I ask God for a word. One word I then lean into for the following year.  My word for 2020 was soar, which, if I’m to be honest, often felt more like sore.  “Soar” arrived with … Continue reading →

Dear One, This time last year, a friend of mine from CA wrote a mini-series on the theme of gratitude and published it on her Instagram page. Soon after, 2020 rolled (or shall we say roared) in and … She got Covid (incapacitated … Continue reading →

Dear One, Have you ever prayed/hoped for healing and wondered why it didn’t come, only to later realize you were to be an active participant in bringing it about? I have. And I find myself experiencing it right this minute in … Continue reading →

Dear One, I was reading in Luke 10 the other day. Jesus had gathered his disciples together to offer some instructions before sending them out. I was struck by this in particular:  “Once you enter a house, speak to the people there … Continue reading →

Dear One, I’ve been thinking about rain. While I typically think of rain as water falling from the skies, its definition is as broad as: “a large quantity of anything falling rapidly or in quick succession.” As in, a rain of abuse. Those of … Continue reading →

Dear One, This week an article appeared in the Washington Post about a house for sale. A house that’s provided refuge for more than 56,000 people from approximately 170 countries over the past 50 years. A house that Hubby and I were … Continue reading →

Dear One, I’m a morning person but there was a day, years ago now, when I rolled out of bed only to feel every last ounce of my reserves literally drain from my body. I had no way to retrieve … Continue reading →