It all began in a pink living room…

After fifteen years of being in Bible study, praying daily, and serving in my church, I still didn’t know how to live the Christian life. I didn’t know how to take God’s Word to heart and bring it to life in my walk with the Lord, within my marriage, with my children, and in my community. I desperately wanted to know how to live what I believed. I sought out women in my church who could mentor me. They loved the Lord, but they didn’t know how or didn’t have the tools to help me. I cried out to the Lord for years, asking for help. I waited patiently for the Lord—(well, the psalmist said he waited patiently, but me…not so patiently). Even though there were times when I wasn’t faithful, He was faithful and brought a mentor to me who cared about me and who obediently upheld God’s command in Titus 2 for the older women to teach the younger women how to love their husbands and their children. She cared enough to take the time to come alongside of me, open up God’s Word with me, and teach me how to know God in His Word. She taught me how to apply the Word so that I would be able to take it to heart and bring it to bear in my heart, in my life, and in all of my relationships.