A few years ago while pondering my life goals, I received a distinct impression that I would need to surround myself with talented people who could contribute their unique skills to building something beautiful together. While the particular dream I was considering at the time won’t come to fruition for a few years yet, the opportunity to obey that prompting has already started and I have been blessed with a support system of incredibly gifted people.
One of those people is a dear friend whom I met during my last summer at Philmont. She is a mother of two with a masters in Human Development and Family Studies, an avid proponent of the contented life, a masterful writer, and a woman of great spiritual insight. So when an unexpected opportunity arose to merge her blog (Our Prosaic Life) with Jest Kept Secret, I jumped at the chance.
So please join me in extending a warm welcome to Jenny Harris! If you like well written, thought provoking treatises on marriage, motherhood, faith, and everyday life, you are going to love Jenny’s content. I’ve linked to a few of my favorites posts below, but you can read all of her contributions here.
Welcome, Jenny! ❤️
Ye Cannot Go Amiss
Sometimes I feel the good pleasure of our heavenly parents, but too often I agonize over the many things I’m NOT doing. Are my efforts good enough for the Lord?
Twinkie Cake
This is our Valentine’s day tradition: ten Twinkies buried under mounds of whipped cream, disguised as a cake. We once watched a cheesy rom-com Hallmark
On Seeing & Being Seen
Today the girls went up and down the hill shouting, “Mama, look at me!” They went back on forth on the swings crying, “Watch me!”
Dear God: Who Needs Me Today?
I don’t serve others because they need ME, of course. They need God, but He’s willing to let me help with the work.
But Have You Noticed?
“When I want to take God at His word exactly, I take a peep out the window at His Creation. Because that, darling, He makes
Praying with Greater Power
Once upon a time, I lived in Oklahoma. It’s the first line to a lot of great stories, but this story is about prayer. I
