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Staying Humble

Hello friends!

For the past several weeks, I have been preparing to speak at a women’s conference at a great church in Laramie, Wyoming this upcoming weekend. I get to speak to the ladies Friday night and then two times on Saturday and then I get to speak to the ENTIRE CONGREGATION on Sunday morning! What fun!!

My 16 year old daughter is accompanying me and I am looking forward to some great Mama/Daughter time as we take an extra day after the conference to visit Colorado Springs, or as my daughter calls it, “the land of my birth”. We moved from Colorado when she was just three months old and haven’t been back since. So, seeing as we just celebrated her 16th birthday a couple of months ago, I thought this trip would be THE PERFECT birthday present!

Today I had many things to do in preparation for the weekend: finish my last message, make a handout and powerpoint presentation, email all my handouts to the church, choose my outfits (thankfully I had my fashionable daughter’s help . . . who else will tell you, “Mom, not that, you have way cuter options in your closet!), pack my suitcase, etc. . .

I also had to purchase a few items from the store . . .


This picture represents the most difficult part of the weekend for me. Preparing four messages, no problem! Getting up to speak to a large group of people, no big deal! Interacting with new people, sounds like fun!

Traveling on an airplane, not so much! Using a map to find my way somewhere, one of the biggest fears of my life! Getting car or air (or roller coaster for that matter) sick, well . . . let’s just say I am feeling pukey just thinking about it!

As I was purchasing that box of motion sickness pills, I got a chuckle thinking about the fact that I hate to travel. Some people get excited to travel to new places. Not me. I would probably be content to stay within a 50 mile radius of my home for the rest of my life. Yet, in order to do what God has called me to do, travel is a must.

Isn’t it interesting that God often stretches us and takes us outside of our comfort zone in order to use us for His purposes? I believe the reason why He does that is so that we will stay humbly reliant upon Him. If I loved to travel, I wouldn’t rely on Him as much as I do now.

  • You see, my white knuckles on the arm rests of the airplane, remind me to pray and ask the Lord for His safety and protection.
  • The waves of nausea remind me that I am a weak and earthen vessel that is nothing without the infilling of His Spirit.
  • The many times I get lost and have to turn around when I am driving myself somewhere reminds me not to take myself so seriously and to laugh at my lack of direction.

We all have areas of weakness that’s why we need Jesus. Be grateful for your weaknesses . . . that’s what allows Jesus to be strong in you!

Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. 2 Corinthians 12:9

I will take some pictures of me and my sweet 16 girl this weekend and hope to give you an update when we get back. And yes, I will even share any travel mishaps that happened along the way!

Your Friend in Ministry,


Sunrise . . . Son rise, Part 2

In my last blog post, I shared about last Sunday being a special day for me. I also shared a little about God calling us to Cheney, WA. Even though I knew moving and taking on a new role was God’s plan for us, I still lacked faith and confidence in our abilities to become senior pastors. Because I sometimes have an overactive imagination, I pictured all the things that could go wrong and I was afraid of failure. Looking back on it now, some of what I envisioned was so ridiculous that I won’t embarrass myself by mentioning the specifics (*smile*).

I did share some of my fears with a few people as we were packing up to move. Because fears tend to lose their power when verbalized as I spoke my concerns, God used people to encourage me by speaking His truth to me to counteract my fears. I still remember two verses that different people shared.

The first was from a sister in Christ named Mary. We had served in women’s ministries together and one Sunday after church she came up to me and shared Isaiah 48:15 with me – I, even I, have spoken; yes, I have called him. I will bring him, and he will succeed in his mission.” Mary said, “Kate, God didn’t call you to this new assignment for you to fail.”

The second was from one of my dearest friends, Shelly. It was our last Sunday and she sat by me during the service, holding my hand as I sat and cried. The verse she gave me was Hebrews 13:20-21 – Now may the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everything good for doing his will, and may he work in us what is pleasing to him, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.” How comforting to know that God would equip me with all that I needed to serve Him in this new role. To this day, this is a verse I return to often when I need strength and encouragement.

So, off we went into the wild blue yonder. As we arrived in Cheney, we made it our goal to come and love the people of Cheney Faith Center and the city of Cheney. In fact, our first Sunday, my husband ended the service like this, “Always remember Jesus loves you very much and so do Kate and I. Have a great week. We’ll see you next Sunday.” That saying stuck and to this very day, he closes every service with those exact same words.

God has blessed our efforts to love people and, by His grace alone, the church has gone from hurting and broken to growing and thriving. It has been hard work, but none of my previous fears were realized. God has equipped us every step of the way and has helped us to succeed in the mission He’s given us.

This past year, we tore down the existing facility because we had outgrown it and built a larger, more efficient ministry space.

Two Sundays ago we dedicated our building to the Lord at our “Dedication Day”.

Ded Day 2

Dedication Day

Last Sunday, we had an Open House and invited the community to “Celebration Day”.

Horses & Jumpy Castle


Celebration Day

It was on the way to “Celebration Day” early Sunday morning that I saw this sunrise.

Sunrise 1

Sunrise 2

Sunrise 3

I became emotional as I basked in what God has done these past nine years. He has been so good and faithful to me, our family and our church.

Seeing that sunrise reminded me of the verse in Malachi 4:2 which says,

“But for you who revere my name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its rays.”

Jesus is the Son of Righteousness. As we have sought to lift Him up, He has brought healing and wholeness to broken places both corporately and individually. That sunrise on Sunday, October 26, 2014 brought closure to the previous nine years and new hopes and possibilities to the next nine. As we continue to exalt Jesus and share His love, He will be faithful to rise with healing in His rays.

May this word picture encourage you as well. Are you in the middle of a long, dark night? Be assured that “night” doesn’t last forever. The sun always rises. Keep honoring God. As you do, one way or another, He will make things right. Jesus is the ray of light in your darkness. The “Son of Righteousness” always comes through and He brings healing in His rays.

Your Friend in Ministry,


Sunrise . . . Son rise, Part 1

This past Sunday was a day I will remember for a long time. It was a culmination of sorts, yet it was also a new beginning at the same time. Just like the sunrise signifies the end of a long night and announces a fresh day, Sunday brought closure to the past nine years and possibility to the next nine.

You may be wondering what the big deal is. What was so special about Sunday? In order to understand, let me take you back ten years. My husband and I were happily serving at a large church, him as an associate pastor, me as a children’s pastor. We had a five year old and two year old and life was good.

Then it happened. Unbeknownst to either of us, the Holy Spirit began to speak to both of us. It was time to move into what we knew we were ultimately called to . . . senior pastors. Over the next many months we began the process of figuring out our next assignment. We prayed. We sent out resumes. We met with leaders of our denomination. We had phone interviews. We traveled to visit churches that needed a pastor. We waited. All the while, we did our best to be faithful in the positions God had given us.

Finally, we traveled to a small town in Eastern Washington in order to interview and meet the people who had been without a pastor for many months. As my husband and I pulled up in our rental car to the little building with the gravel parking lot, I almost cried. Not so much because of the physical surroundings, but because of the story that accompanied it. It was a hurting, broken church. How were we as first-time senior pastors going to bring healing and hope to this place?

Sitting there in the car with my husband, I halfway wished that God would say, “Just kidding”. But as the weekend wore on, an amazing thing happened. By the time we got on the plane to head back “home”, I realized I was actually leaving my “new home”. A few short weeks later, we packed up our family and moved to Cheney, WA.

To be continued . . .

Your Friend in Ministry,