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Learning to Breath Our story, including depression, anxiety and Covid.
Into Holy Ground Our Covid story, focusing on the atmosphere of the ICU and Heaven.
Rhythms of Grace Our Covid Story, focusing on God's miraculous provision in times of desperation.
And Then Jesus Said...Our Covid Story, focusing on very personal times of struggle and victory.
From Pieces to Peace 8 Lesson Bible Study on my journey from brokenness to complete restoration in Christ.
Fear Paralysis Learning to read the bible and get answers without falling asleep.
No Room at the Inn Becoming a living part of the greatest story ever told.
Home, You Belong Here Learning to be at home regardless of our circumstances.
In the Dirt Embracing the hurting and loving the broken, Jesus style.
From Broken to Breakthrough Asking God the hard questions and taking authority over our life
Living Upstream Leaving defeat behind and living victoriously
A Beautiful Mess Turning our failures into something beautiful
Game - Changer Remaining faithful while waiting for our breakthrough
Crock Pots & Lazarus Being real in the Family of God
Living With Intent Finding God's perfect calling
Rocks vs Roots Breaking free from legalism
From Riches to Rags... Personal testimony of overcoming loss and learning to start over
Please Pass the Cookie Dough Personal testimony of overcoming depression and brokenness
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Learning to Breathe
Satan stole my breath…TWICE.
The first time, I was in my 30s. Jesus was my Savior, but fear and depression acted as my dictators. Excruciating pain and hopelessness lived with me continuously. Survival would be a generous description of my ability to live.
Defeat’s ugly tentacles encircled my soul and squeezed what life remained.
Conceding Defeat’s victory, I went to bed…for 2.5 years. There was no point in expecting a good future, nor was there any strength to face the present reality.
I was broken.
Then God flexed His muscle, and everything changed.
December 2021, Satan tried a second time – with COVID.
He was out for my life. 55 days with a ventilator acting as my lungs, 7 minutes without a heartbeat, I was reminded of what I was unable to do on my own. And once again, I was broken.
Through it all, the Holy Spirit had ahold of my hand, leading me to healing – body and soul – and teaching me how to breathe…again.
Satan stole my breath…TWICE.
The first time, I was in my 30s. Jesus was my Savior, but fear and depression acted as my dictators. Excruciating pain and hopelessness lived with me continuously. Survival would be a generous description of my ability to live.
Defeat’s ugly tentacles encircled my soul and squeezed what life remained.
Conceding Defeat’s victory, I went to bed…for 2.5 years. There was no point in expecting a good future, nor was there any strength to face the present reality.
I was broken.
Then God flexed His muscle, and everything changed.
December 2021, Satan tried a second time – with COVID.
He was out for my life. 55 days with a ventilator acting as my lungs, 7 minutes without a heartbeat, I was reminded of what I was unable to do on my own. And once again, I was broken.
Through it all, the Holy Spirit had ahold of my hand, leading me to healing – body and soul – and teaching me how to breathe…again.
Into Holy Ground
We have a conscious, sub-conscious and un-conscious state of being. After experiencing death firsthand, I believe there is a fourth level of consciousness, which I call the Spirit Conscious.
This is where our soul connects with the Holy Spirit in a heightened sense of awareness. It is a place that is simultaneously raw and whole. I personally believe this is where God does some of His best work.
The Spirit Conscious is where I spent time in the ICU, during my days of battling death. As the medical team fought for my life, God showed up powerfully. And as I fell into Him, He transformed the ICU into Holy Ground.
Today I am learning to navigate life on oxygen and with walking aids. As my physical healing progresses, I choose to enter into what God is doing and rejoice as He turns every place I step into Holy Ground.
We have a conscious, sub-conscious and un-conscious state of being. After experiencing death firsthand, I believe there is a fourth level of consciousness, which I call the Spirit Conscious.
This is where our soul connects with the Holy Spirit in a heightened sense of awareness. It is a place that is simultaneously raw and whole. I personally believe this is where God does some of His best work.
The Spirit Conscious is where I spent time in the ICU, during my days of battling death. As the medical team fought for my life, God showed up powerfully. And as I fell into Him, He transformed the ICU into Holy Ground.
Today I am learning to navigate life on oxygen and with walking aids. As my physical healing progresses, I choose to enter into what God is doing and rejoice as He turns every place I step into Holy Ground.
Rhythms of Grace
God miraculously provided two homes for Keli, 12 years apart. Both came through Facebook. Fully furnished. During times when finding a home—on paper—was nearly impossible.
Then God moved.
The first time, amid fear and uncertainty; the second through triumph (victory).
What changed? Why the difference?
When her first home came, Keli had been trusting God as her savior. But through the years, God drew her closer to His heart, showing her His faithfulness and love. And then, her life took on a transformational shift as she battled COVID, stepped across death’s threshold, and returned to life again.
Throughout this heartfelt testimony, Keli and her daughter, Amber, share how they learned to be victorious and joyful, even during times of trial and defeat. Their message will breathe hope into the hopeless and victory for the defeated.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to Me. Get away with Me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with Me and work with Me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with Me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11: 28 – 30 MSG)
God miraculously provided two homes for Keli, 12 years apart. Both came through Facebook. Fully furnished. During times when finding a home—on paper—was nearly impossible.
Then God moved.
The first time, amid fear and uncertainty; the second through triumph (victory).
What changed? Why the difference?
When her first home came, Keli had been trusting God as her savior. But through the years, God drew her closer to His heart, showing her His faithfulness and love. And then, her life took on a transformational shift as she battled COVID, stepped across death’s threshold, and returned to life again.
Throughout this heartfelt testimony, Keli and her daughter, Amber, share how they learned to be victorious and joyful, even during times of trial and defeat. Their message will breathe hope into the hopeless and victory for the defeated.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to Me. Get away with Me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with Me and work with Me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with Me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11: 28 – 30 MSG)
And Then Jesus Said...
Choose wisely. It’s a common phrase. One Keli has heard her entire life. But it wasn’t until she lay in the ICU, unable to move—or breathe on her own—that she began to fully understand the importance of her choices. In fact, there is only one thing in life we can control: our choices, especially in how we respond to the circumstances around us.
Keli had a choice. She could blame God or fall into Him. Considering a lifetime of questionable choices, she chose wisely. She chose life in the ICU. She chose laughter in a wheelchair. She chose love in a troubled world. She chose to trust God and fall into Him.
Keli shares her incredible testimony, alongside her daughter Amber, focusing on how they learned to laugh, during their trial. There are moments of tears and of laughter, as they include personal stories from poignant moments to Keli’s worst day of recovery. Best suited for female audiences.
Choose wisely. It’s a common phrase. One Keli has heard her entire life. But it wasn’t until she lay in the ICU, unable to move—or breathe on her own—that she began to fully understand the importance of her choices. In fact, there is only one thing in life we can control: our choices, especially in how we respond to the circumstances around us.
Keli had a choice. She could blame God or fall into Him. Considering a lifetime of questionable choices, she chose wisely. She chose life in the ICU. She chose laughter in a wheelchair. She chose love in a troubled world. She chose to trust God and fall into Him.
Keli shares her incredible testimony, alongside her daughter Amber, focusing on how they learned to laugh, during their trial. There are moments of tears and of laughter, as they include personal stories from poignant moments to Keli’s worst day of recovery. Best suited for female audiences.

From Broken to Breakthrough
Where were You God? If You love me, how could You have let this happen? Will I ever feel whole again? Painfully raw questions from a broken woman in a place of complete hopelessness. This is my story of facing devastating events which resulted in going to bed for over 2 years, being afraid to go out of the house by myself and living devoid of any hope for a good future. Truthfully, I cannot call it living. It was merely existing and believing death would be an end to my pain. Through real life examples, practical applications and humor, I share how I went from having a grave tending mentality to living a life complete in Christ, with purpose and all consuming passion. And once again, life is fun.
Where were You God? If You love me, how could You have let this happen? Will I ever feel whole again? Painfully raw questions from a broken woman in a place of complete hopelessness. This is my story of facing devastating events which resulted in going to bed for over 2 years, being afraid to go out of the house by myself and living devoid of any hope for a good future. Truthfully, I cannot call it living. It was merely existing and believing death would be an end to my pain. Through real life examples, practical applications and humor, I share how I went from having a grave tending mentality to living a life complete in Christ, with purpose and all consuming passion. And once again, life is fun.

Living Upstream
For a saved person with eternity to look forward to, I lived in misery, oblivious to God's design concerning the Christian's life. I floundered,defeated, angry, and bitter. Victory's in heaven, with my crown. Until then, survival mode. Wrong thinking! The Kingdom is central to Jesus' teachings, and I missed it. I'm also seated in Heavenly Realms, but abstractly, right? Like "I'll be home for Christmas, but only in my dreams". The magnitude of Christ's accomplishments on the Cross are unfathomable. Kingdom Living allows God to turn injured into exquisite. It's victory or defeat. You choose.
For a saved person with eternity to look forward to, I lived in misery, oblivious to God's design concerning the Christian's life. I floundered,defeated, angry, and bitter. Victory's in heaven, with my crown. Until then, survival mode. Wrong thinking! The Kingdom is central to Jesus' teachings, and I missed it. I'm also seated in Heavenly Realms, but abstractly, right? Like "I'll be home for Christmas, but only in my dreams". The magnitude of Christ's accomplishments on the Cross are unfathomable. Kingdom Living allows God to turn injured into exquisite. It's victory or defeat. You choose.

A Beautiful Mess
One of the most powerful tools the enemy used to keep me defeated was reminding me of past sins and mistakes. I didn't think God could use me. I believed I would grow old and die a mess. But what happens when we take those messy sins and lay them at the feet of Jesus?
One of the most powerful tools the enemy used to keep me defeated was reminding me of past sins and mistakes. I didn't think God could use me. I believed I would grow old and die a mess. But what happens when we take those messy sins and lay them at the feet of Jesus?

Game-Changer
In Ephesians, when in battle, Paul tells us that after we have done everything, to stand. Such a simple statement, but it's incredibly hard to do. There were many times I went into my quiet time with God, broken and defeated, that I literally lay on the floor, face planted in the carpet, and sobbed uncontrollably. God never failed me - He met me there and gave a word or promise from Scripture. Many times I received additional confirmation from a friend, a song on the radio or a message. What do we do when we have received the promise, but nothing in the natural has changed? While we are waiting for the manifestation of a promise, how do we stand strong in victory when we are still in the battle?
In Ephesians, when in battle, Paul tells us that after we have done everything, to stand. Such a simple statement, but it's incredibly hard to do. There were many times I went into my quiet time with God, broken and defeated, that I literally lay on the floor, face planted in the carpet, and sobbed uncontrollably. God never failed me - He met me there and gave a word or promise from Scripture. Many times I received additional confirmation from a friend, a song on the radio or a message. What do we do when we have received the promise, but nothing in the natural has changed? While we are waiting for the manifestation of a promise, how do we stand strong in victory when we are still in the battle?

Crock Pots and Lazarus
In the gospels, Jesus was a people magnet. Sinners sought Him out and ENJOYED being in His presence. Jesus was real with non-believers and they responded to His genuineness. Christians should be the most authentic people around, but I hid behind the pretense that everything was ok, even though I was dying on the inside. I thought I had to...because I was a Christian.
The Family of God isn't an empty title and church should not be where we hide our pain, but rather, where we bring our pain. Sisterhood in Christ should mean something wonderful. We are called to Do Life together, to encourage and uplift one another. We are to be known by our love for one another. With so many hurting people in the world, it is time for Church of Jesus Christ to shine.
In the gospels, Jesus was a people magnet. Sinners sought Him out and ENJOYED being in His presence. Jesus was real with non-believers and they responded to His genuineness. Christians should be the most authentic people around, but I hid behind the pretense that everything was ok, even though I was dying on the inside. I thought I had to...because I was a Christian.
The Family of God isn't an empty title and church should not be where we hide our pain, but rather, where we bring our pain. Sisterhood in Christ should mean something wonderful. We are called to Do Life together, to encourage and uplift one another. We are to be known by our love for one another. With so many hurting people in the world, it is time for Church of Jesus Christ to shine.

Living with Intent – LITT
Life is busy, like really crazy busy. How often do you feel you have just finished putting away the Christmas decorations and it's already time to baste the Thanksgiving turkey? We have so many opportunities to do good things that sometimes what God is calling us to do gets pushed aside and lost in the chaos. Living with Intent is taking control and living life with purpose; a life fulfilling the call God has placed on each of us - His specific, individual, personalized plan for our lives. We are designer originals, and until we enter into God’s custom-tailored plan for our lives there will always be an undercurrent of discontentment. It is equivalent to taking great care of a bird, but not allowing it to fly. Birds are meant to soar, as are Daughters of the King.
A secondary option for this message is to establish a closed group of women to pursue this mindset and implement it into day to day living. It is a twelve month commitment, meeting once a month to encourage, validate and ignite one other. The first three months will have a short video lesson, and the rest of the time is spent sharing where you are at and setting goals for where you want to be. Groups may be as small as two but should not be larger than ten.
Life is busy, like really crazy busy. How often do you feel you have just finished putting away the Christmas decorations and it's already time to baste the Thanksgiving turkey? We have so many opportunities to do good things that sometimes what God is calling us to do gets pushed aside and lost in the chaos. Living with Intent is taking control and living life with purpose; a life fulfilling the call God has placed on each of us - His specific, individual, personalized plan for our lives. We are designer originals, and until we enter into God’s custom-tailored plan for our lives there will always be an undercurrent of discontentment. It is equivalent to taking great care of a bird, but not allowing it to fly. Birds are meant to soar, as are Daughters of the King.
A secondary option for this message is to establish a closed group of women to pursue this mindset and implement it into day to day living. It is a twelve month commitment, meeting once a month to encourage, validate and ignite one other. The first three months will have a short video lesson, and the rest of the time is spent sharing where you are at and setting goals for where you want to be. Groups may be as small as two but should not be larger than ten.

Roots versus Rocks
Growing up in a pastor’s home, the church was a large part of life. In many ways, it was a good experience. However, grace was a foreign concept I was not familiar with, while accountability and legalism became a stronghold. I couldn't grasp the concept of grace, so I decided I probably did not need it. And then I broke. And Broke badly!
In order for God to heal me, He had to deal with the deep roots of legalism. Even now, every once in awhile, legalism rears its ugly head. The roots of legalism run deep, and unless we pull them out and replace them with truth, we will never walk in love and live victoriously - the way Christ calls us to live.
Growing up in a pastor’s home, the church was a large part of life. In many ways, it was a good experience. However, grace was a foreign concept I was not familiar with, while accountability and legalism became a stronghold. I couldn't grasp the concept of grace, so I decided I probably did not need it. And then I broke. And Broke badly!
In order for God to heal me, He had to deal with the deep roots of legalism. Even now, every once in awhile, legalism rears its ugly head. The roots of legalism run deep, and unless we pull them out and replace them with truth, we will never walk in love and live victoriously - the way Christ calls us to live.

From Riches to Rags…
Our personal story consists of great financial loss. In this message I share how that loss affected my faith, marriage and sanity. Initially, I minimized the loss by telling myself, "At least I still have my health, husband, kids, etc..." But this only buried my pain and forced me to live in denial. I merely existed. I didn't answer the phone, open mail or deal with our problems with the IRS. The rebuilding process has not been easy, but God is working in us mightily and I am learning more and more each day about His provision.
This message may also be presented with my husband Jeff for a couple’s event.
Our personal story consists of great financial loss. In this message I share how that loss affected my faith, marriage and sanity. Initially, I minimized the loss by telling myself, "At least I still have my health, husband, kids, etc..." But this only buried my pain and forced me to live in denial. I merely existed. I didn't answer the phone, open mail or deal with our problems with the IRS. The rebuilding process has not been easy, but God is working in us mightily and I am learning more and more each day about His provision.
This message may also be presented with my husband Jeff for a couple’s event.

Please Pass the Cookie Dough
Depression is a powerful force that consumes everything it encounters. It wove it's life sucking tentacles around every aspect of my being. My depression was borne out of overwhelming life circumstances and negative cycles of defeat. I went to bed for 2 ½ years and ate Chocolate Chip cookie dough. This is my story.
This message may also be presented with my adult daughter, Amber, who addresses the realities of growing up in the home of a depressed parent.
Depression is a powerful force that consumes everything it encounters. It wove it's life sucking tentacles around every aspect of my being. My depression was borne out of overwhelming life circumstances and negative cycles of defeat. I went to bed for 2 ½ years and ate Chocolate Chip cookie dough. This is my story.
This message may also be presented with my adult daughter, Amber, who addresses the realities of growing up in the home of a depressed parent.
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