When I first started in women’s ministry, I started because I was moved by the gathering of groups of women who craved connection to Jesus and to each other. I felt that longing myself. This world was not enough, but Jesus filled those empty spaces and I wanted to share that with everyone I met.
So filled with Jesus and a dream I brought an idea to my sister in Christ, and God had planted the same dream in her heart. Only Jesus. We then set forward on this beautiful journey that has been Rove.
We asked God, what do you have for us to do? Whatever it is, we will do it! And we did.
We spent a weekend in a yurt, we rented a cabin and poured out our hearts with women over meals and in praising God outside in the snow. We gathered together with women for days of speaking and teaching and worship. We sat down in simple tables and chairs and in coffee shop back rooms and just read books of the Bible out loud stopping to discuss anything a woman might want to talk about. And we started a podcast so we could meet our friends wherever they are, driving to work, feeding babies, walking outside, or when they’re at their lowest point. We partnered with a women’s crisis pregnancy center hosting wellness days for local women. And we were lead to a woman who was called to open her home to Rove for a weekend, and we camped out in her extra rooms and held hands and cried on shoulders around a campfire under clouds of lightning. God just keeps filling the spaces.
We’ve answered every call that God has placed on our hearts for ministry, and now I find myself here again with hands and arms wide open.
We have made plans for Rove for the coming months, but that’s just it. The things we make ministry sometimes have more to do with our own ideas and desires for dreams than the simple obedience God is asking of us.
So I’m sorry Lord, for things I’ve made this.
It’s all about you, Jesus, and I ask you to make Rove whatever you would have it to be.
Fit Grit & Grace 