Here’s the thing: I’m emotionally allergic to smalltalk.
So let’s skip that part, shall we? The stuffy introductions and talk of the weather. I’m just a mess of a gal anyway who happens to be loved by an unrelenting God. We should also pretend this is happening over coffee—for obvious reasons, like caffeine. I’ll have an iced mocha, some pumpkin bread, and a shot of your story.
I’m Jenn. A southpaw, old soul, and real-life enthusiast who’s constantly chasing hard questions, true meaning, and wild children. I married a country boy turned business entrepreneur turned Campus Pastor at Life.Church. And I’ve personally meandered from climbing the corporate ladder to serving in vocational ministry to being a full-time mama, pastor’s wife, and professional pb&j maker.
I crave: authenticity, good books, and the sea. I despise: when someone uses the treadmill right next to mine. While I am an extrovert and a people-person, I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND. The rule is simple: You skip a machine and leave room for Jesus.