Hello and welcome!
The Kingdom of glory dwells here. Right where you are. Right now.
The Kingdom of God is at hand, within reach. He is near. He is here.
The mundane and everyday are often where the Lord likes to hide. Will you come with me as we seek first His kingdom? And as we learn to pray without ceasing, throughout the day?
I’m all about hearing God’s voice and helping women to hear His voice for themselves. I’m in love with redemption and freedom, but more so, I’m in love with the Redeemer and the One who came so we could be set free. His Name is Jesus. Emmanuel. God with us.
I didn’t always love His name. But I do now! And I’m so thankful taste buds change!
This is me. I’m a poem of praise. All dolled up, filled up with the Lord, and happy. I want to sing.
But I don’t always look or feel this way.
This is also me. I’m a poem of lament. House is a mess. Hair isn’t washed. Worn thin and chronically ill. And I can’t run as fast as my bare-booty toddler to get the diaper on her bum. I want to cry.
So, there you are. Danita Jenae. Redeemed.
I’m a mix of Texas dirt, Colorado mountain air, and Florida’s emerald waters.
Sometimes I wonder why I wasn’t born in Brasil, or in the 1940s.
I love enjoying the company of international friends and all the balance they bring to the way I see the world. As we have moved across the country, we’ve been part of some thriving church communities–Baptist, International Anglican, Non-denominational, Evangelical, Assembly of God. It’s so beautiful to see the Bride of Christ, in all her weaknesses and strengths, as One, in unity, being made spotless and pure.
That’s my heart for the Church, that we’d be One, just as Jesus prayed so desperately right before taking up His cross.
And as for my heart for you…
God still speaks. And I want to help you hear Him.
How The Quirky Kingdom Began:
I was on an event planning team for LeadHer Live. One night, we discussed fundraising and ads for the pamphlet. I felt the nudge of the Holy Spirit… Pay for an ad space.
But I don’t have anything to advertise! I argued.
Advertise your blog.
Only God makes you advertise for something that doesn’t even exist yet. I guess because to Him, the one who is from Everlasting to Everlasting, maybe it already does exist. Thoughts to ponder.
With fear and trembling, I wrote out a check and lifted it up with shaking hands. I have an advertisement to put in. I announced sheepishly. Everyone cheered, celebrating each step closer to our fundraising goal for the conference.
Danita? An advertisement? For what?
For my blog.
Danita? You have a blog?
What’s it called?
I don’t know!
And thus began a season of searching out the Lord for His purposes in this. I felt strongly led to focus on parables. Modern day parables about the kingdom of God in our everyday lives. Teaching with word pictures so we could remember what He’s teaching us. I remember sketching out that image of the castle reflected in the image of the house. We are a reflection of the image of God. And every ordinary thing I touch seems to become a reflection of the ways of His kingdom. He is ever unfolding more and more of Himself, and in the quirkiest places.
Before I jumped in to write my own parables, the Lord made it very clear:
I needed to handwrite every single parable in the Gospels.
So I did.
Here are some that wrecked me, in the best way!
Can I tell you that was one of the coolest seasons I’ve had learning to discover Jesus. I began to fall in love with Him as a Master Teacher, Poet, and Writer. Seeing as that’s kind of up my alley, I was hooked. Writing down His words, I learned more about Him and how to follow in His footsteps. I’m in awe of how He came down, in all His glory, to pick up mud and spit and heal. I’m in awe of how He came down in all His glory to do the simple work of a carpenter. To talk about simple things like cleaning cups and thrashing wheat. (In today’s culture, that would’ve been about as common as talking about doing dishes, making soup, and loading laundry.) I love that Jesus doesn’t work hard to impress us. He works hard to relate with us. He works hard to make Himself low and small. For us.
I learned as much as I could about parables from the one who created them in the first place. And when I completed copying his, He let me begin to write down some new ones.
Here are some reader favorites:
If you don’t know how you feel about Jesus or just really don’t understand grace yet, check out:
- Sweet Jesus and Cauliflower (on how your taste buds can change)
- Redeeming Asparagus (on redeeming your past)
- Blueberry Muffin Grace (on failing and prayer)
If you are struggling with health problems, here’s hope:
- Why I’m Thankful for Failing Health (on chronic illness)
If you are about to move or are in the military, here’s a fresh thought on those last days before you move:
- Grief and Reverberation (on moving)
If you are struggling with postpartum depression or with motherhood, let me encourage you:
- Redeeming Motherhood from Postpartum Depression and Grief
- Acting Ugly, Acting Lovely (on affirming our children)
- The Motherload (on laundry and gratitude)
- Hello, My Name is Erika (a guestpost on motherhood and endurance)
If you are in a season of spiritual battle, fight the right way:
Enjoy your stay here. You’re always welcome. And drink a glass of water with me, would ya? It’s good for you.