Grateful Imperfections

An Update on My Journey — Trusting, Waiting, and Preparing - Leaning on the Father in the Waiting

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Fri, 31 Oct 2025 16:27:00 +0000

Hi friends and family,

I’ve been meaning to sit down and write this update for a while now, but I wanted to wait until I could do so with a peaceful heart. I wanted to share what the Lord has been teaching me in this season of waiting, wrestling, and trusting. These past months have been full — full of prayer, reflection, heartache, and grace. I’ve spent many quiet hours talking with the Lord, laying out my fears, my hopes, and my exhaustion at His feet, asking Him again and again for wisdomand peace as I navigate the decision surrounding spinal column shortening surgery.

Living with spina bifida has always been a mix of heartache and beauty. There are days when the pain feels heavy — physically, yes, but emotionally too. I’ve had to grieve the limitations, the disappointments, and the fears that come with this condition. But God, in His tenderness, has also helped me see the beautiful parts of being disabled — the ways it’s drawn me closer to Him, the compassion it’s grown in me, and the opportunities it’s given me to see life differently. There’s something sacred about learning to rejoice in the life He’s given, even when it doesn’t look like the one I once imagined. He continues to remind me of the beauty He’s woven into this life. There are sacred gifts hidden in disability — perspective, compassion, dependence, and a deeper understanding of grace.

Over the past couple of months, I joined a support group for people who’ve either had or are considering this same surgery. It wasn’t quite the kind of encouragement I was looking for, but it did remind me that I’m not alone in these struggles. More than anything, though, I’ve found my deepest support in the Father — in His Word, in quiet prayer, and in the presence of Jesus who continues to steady my heart. I’ve poured out my fears, my questions, my “why now?” moments — and He has met me with such peace and patience. I have cried in His presence, questioned Him, thanked Him, and surrendered it all back into His hands again and again. He has been faithful every single time.

I’ve spent a lot of time counting the cost of this surgery — not just financially, though that’s certainly part of it, but emotionally, physically, and spiritually. I’ve considered the time away from my family, from work, and from the life I love living. I’ve weighed the risks and the possible outcomes. And yet, I’ve also considered the potential benefits — the chance to continue walking, to regain some stability, to relieve some of the pain that has become constant.

At the same time, I’ve started physical therapy to strengthen my legs, knowing that the stronger I can get before surgery, the easier the rehabilitation process might be afterward. And we’re already seeing progress! Every little improvement feels like a gift — a reminder that God is still moving, still strengthening, still equipping me for whatever is next.

There’s also a practical side to all this that’s required some hard reflection. I’ve had to begin thinking about things like putting together a will and preparing for the “what-ifs.” Not because I’m consumed by fear, but because I want to be wise and thoughtful — and because I want my loved ones to be cared for, whatever happens. Those are sobering thoughts, and I won’t pretend otherwise. But even there, God has been so gentle. I feel His presence in the planning, His peace in the preparation, and His assurance that none of this surprises Him.

After much prayer and reflection, I’ve come to the conclusion that surgery is my only real option if I want to continue walking. But even with that clarity, I’ve decided to wait one more year.

Why a year? The truth is — I’m not ready yet. And if I’m being completely transparent, I want one more year to live fully, to soak up time with my family and friends, to make as many memories as I can. Just in case. My faith in Jesus hasn’t wavered, but I also know that faith doesn’t mean I ignore my humanity. This is a massive surgery, and it comes with real risks. So I’m holding both truths — the reality of what could happen and the hope of what I believe will happen — in the same hands that I lift up to God in trust.

There’s a quiet tension in that space between faith and fear, but I’ve learned that’s often where God does His best work. He’s teaching me that trust isn’t pretending to be fearless — it’s choosing to keep believing in His goodness even when the outcome isn’t clear. And so, I’m resting there. Not rushing. Not resisting. Just resting in His timing.

In the meantime, God has been incredibly gracious. I’m so grateful that I don’t currently need surgery for my kidney stones — they’re tucked away and causing no problems for now. My perimenopause symptoms have also eased significantly, which means the surgery we once thought I’d need this fall is off the table. Each of these small mercies feels like a whisper from the Lord reminding me, “I see you. I’m taking care of you.”

And my community — you all — have been one of the biggest blessings in this season. I can’t even begin to express how much your love, prayers, support and encouragement mean to me. From meals and messages to prayers and thoughtful check-ins — every act of kindness has been a reflection of God’s love. Please, keep praying. Pray for continued wisdom. Pray for physical strength as I keep up with therapy. Pray for emotional peace on the hard days and for joy on the good ones. Pray that I’ll stay rooted in gratitude and live fully in this year of waiting.

I promise — if things worsen, if my bladder or bowel function begins to decline, or if my legs show more signs of giving up, I’ll move forward with surgery sooner. But for now, I believe this is where God has me — in a season of preparation, patience, and praise.

To each of you who has walked beside me — thank you. Truly. Your presence in my life is a gift I don’t take for granted. And please know that whatever you are walking through, you’re not alone. I’m always here to pray with you, to listen, to encourage, to feed you, or to simply sit in the hard things with you. That’s what community is — carrying one another’s burdens and celebrating one another’s joys.

The Lord has been so good to me. Even in the uncertainty, I see His hand everywhere. I feel His strength when mine fails. I hear His voice reminding me that He’s not done writing my story. And that is where I rest — in the goodness, sovereignty, and faithfulness of the Father who holds me, heals me, and gives me the courage to keep walking. I’m choosing to rest in His promises — that He goes before me, that He holds me, and that His plans for me are good, no matter what they look like.

Every breath, every step, every bit of progress — it’s all His grace. I give Him all the glory for my life, no matter what lies ahead.

The Lord is good, and His steadfast love endures forever.

With love, gratitude, and trust in Jesus,

Krista

Vulnerable post (September Update)

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Fri, 31 Oct 2025 16:04:00 +0000

This week has been harder than I anticipated. Processing the news from my neurologist appointment has been overwhelming. Yesterday, I spiraled into a crippling anxiety attack—moments where I couldn’t catch my breath, hours of crying, just completely undone.

The neurologist told me walking isn’t in my future for long. He was astonished I’m even still walking with how bad my spine is currently. With the severity of my spina bifida, I’m in less than 1% of people like me who can actually walk. That reality hit deep.

The only option ahead is a very invasive 6–8 hour spinal column shortening surgery, which would mean at least two weeks away from my family in Indy. And I’m scared—scared I won’t make it through surgery, scared it won’t help, scared it’ll cause more problems than it solves. Just scared.

But even in the fear, I’m clinging to the truth that God has not left me and will not leave me. I keep reminding myself that His strength is made perfect in weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9), even when my body feels like it’s failing me and my heart is overwhelmed.

For now, we’re praying, waiting, and asking the Lord for wisdom and peace in all the decisions ahead. Also, wouldn’t mind the Lord giving me full and complete healing. 💛

Edit: full of so much gratefulness and love thanks to each of you and your beautifully kind and uplifting words. ❤️

My Health Journey Lately 💛

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 20 Aug 2025 20:18:00 +0000

The past few months have been a whirlwind—emotionally, physically, and mentally—but I wanted to share a little bit of what's been going on.

I was recently accepted into the Riley Hospital for Children's Adult Spina Bifida Program after waiting for about 6 months to get in, and it’s been life-changing already. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m in the hands of doctors who truly understand Spina Bifida—not just the condition, but the day-to-day reality of living with it.

Since joining the program, we’ve uncovered a lot. I found out that I have small kidneys and kidney stones. Currently, I have an 11mm kidney stone in my left kidney and a 3mm stone in the right. I found all of this out just a couple of days before the fair started. I then ended up with an infection. Thankfully, an antibiotic helped clear things up, but I was miserable for the first few days of the fair.

I didn’t know I had these kidney stones at all. I’ve always had lower back pain but didn’t realize I was walking around with these things. Over the last week, I’ve experienced more pain and discomfort. Today I had another scan, and tomorrow I meet with the urologist to talk through next steps and surgery.

This past Monday I had an MRI that revealed a lot of stuff that I don’t fully understand yet, but the overall takeaway from the report is that I have a tethered spinal cord and a mass. It's a lot to process—and honestly, overwhelming at times—but also, it’s a step toward answers and a better quality of life.

In September, I meet with a neurologist, who I’m really hopeful about. From everything I’ve heard, his mission is to improve the quality of life for his patients—and just hearing that gave me a renewed sense of hope.

This journey hasn’t been easy. There have been scary moments and emotional ones. But I’m incredibly grateful for the dedicated, educated doctors who are not only helping me manage symptoms but also teaching me so much more about my condition than I ever knew.

Most of all, I’ve placed my hope and faith in the Lord through all of this. He has been my strength when I’ve had none of my own, and I truly believe He’s been guiding each step—opening the right doors, placing the right people in my path, and giving me peace in the middle of the unknown. I lean on Him every day, and I know I’m not walking this road alone.

Thank you to everyone who’s checked in, offered support, or just listened. I’ll keep sharing as I go—because this journey is far from over, but I’m walking it with more clarity, strength, support, and faith than ever before. 💪💛

xoxo,

Krista

Lord, have Your way in me.

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Tue, 29 Apr 2025 13:23:00 +0000

I took this picture as a funny “ha ha! look at my view” to send to a friend. Little did I know in that moment that this picture would be part of a post where again I’m sharing news about my health.

Ladies - this is your reminder to make sure you have an annual appointment scheduled with your OB/GYN and to not overlook symptoms that you think you know what they’re from.

Last Friday I had an appointment with my OB/GYN to discuss all these lovely perimenopause symptoms I’ve been enduring for the last 6 months or so. The last 4 months I was dealing with one particularly annoying symptom that I assumed was from peri. I was wrong.

What I thought would be a normal appointment with a plan to present to my hematologist ended up being a discussion of the next steps to rule out the concern of cancer.

There’s that word again. Another gut punch. Another moment the wind was knocked out of my sails. Another health concern where that C word overwhelms every part of mind.

I took a deep breath. Listened to my NP about her concerns as she shared what else it could be and her advice to move quickly to rule out cancer.

One step at a time. I’ve got this. I walked out of the doctor's office grasping for peace but ultimately asking the Lord a lot of “whys”. Why? Why another health issue? Why another situation in fighting to surrender to You while in turn begging - please, not me? Why Lord, please tell me why?

While I’m still asking Him questions, I’m also resting in the peace that the Father is good and no matter what, His will is all I want. However, a break from health issues would be nice too. 😉

Today I meet with an NP who will run some labs; Friday I go in for an ultrasound. Depending on those results, a biopsy may be scheduled. Believing for good news and no need for a biopsy.

I’m still on track to meet with my hematologist next week to see what can be done to help ease some of this perimenopause life. It’s no fun. If you know, you know. Living with Factor V limits my options, but I’m hoping that there is something that can help. I’m sure Jordan and the boys are hoping for that too. lol!

Overall, I’m praying for good results obviously, but I’m also praying that through all this the Lord will continue to use me to be a vessel that honors Him and furthers His kingdom. I have moments where I crumble, moments where all I can do is sing praise to Him, and moments where there is a beautiful amount of peace and hope.

Lord, have Your way in me.

xoxo,

Krista

Just Keep Swimming....

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Thu, 19 Sep 2024 17:48:00 +0000

I recently read a book where they often referenced the famous quote "just keep swimming" from the movie "Finding Nemo". Lately that's been a phrase I keep saying to myself. "Krista, just keep swimming, don't give up, keep moving your body, don't give in to the pain, the exhaustion, the hurt, the worry - all the things that make me feel like I could easily drown at a moment's notice."

Just. Keep. Swimming.

Over the last few weeks life has throw some pretty big curveballs our way that we weren't quite expecting and when you're not expecting it, then you're often hit and it hurts.

Three weeks ago I went in for breast surgery. This recent health concern has been a whirlwind that had knocked me off my feet a bit.

Just after fair week I had my routine breast MRI that came back with good results; that same day I found a large lump in my left breast. I mentioned it to my doctor who decided it was best for me to be referred to a surgeon. When the surgeons office called they let me know they were booked out for months, but wanted to review my results. The next day they called and said they wanted to see me as soon as possible. I got scheduled the 1st available appointment, met with the surgeon and within 30 minutes was scheduled for surgery the following week.

I went in for surgery to remove the large mass and she saw 4 more cysts that should could easily remove so she took those out as well and it was all sent in for testing. At that point all signs pointed to no cancer, but the surgeon wanted to get everything out asap and ensure that was the case.

While it all happened so fast, I’m beyond grateful for how quickly every doctor has been in ensuring I’m getting the best care possible.

Last week I met with the surgeon who let me know that everything came back negative and I couldn't be more thankful. I just have to keep up on my scans.

However, I still felt as if I were on the verge of drowning.

Just a couple days before my surgery we walked through a situation that brought my already increasing anxiety to a new level. I was stressed about my surgery and all that went along with it and then stressed about a new situation that took us by surprise. All while knowing that God was fully in it and guiding each step, I still struggled deeply over the last couple of weeks.

I got great news about my surgery, we were seeing how God's hand had led us to the moments we were in, we were seeing God move and provide in ways that we hadn't expected - yet I still couldn't get my head and my heart to push through the heavy clouds weighing me down.

I had to resolve in the fact that no matter what we were facing, I had to process it all. The good, the heartfelt, the intentional, the gratitude, the ugly, the hurt, the frustration, the betrayal, the stress, the worry; every single emotion I had to feel and there were A LOT of emotions over the last couple weeks.

So much so that I felt crippled. I wanted so much to take time to rest my heart and lean back against the Father. I wanted to worship without expectations. I wanted my prayer time to be intentional and beautiful. However, every time I tried to step into those intimate spaces with the Lord I struggled. I was declaring goodness over me and my family while working through everything as best as I could, or so I thought.

One day last week I looked in the mirror to see just how much my mental exhaustion was playing a part in my physical appearance. It was beginning to be too much. "Just keep swimming Krista - you will get through this."

Surrounded by an incredible community of prayer warriors, I knew it was the prayers of dear friends that were sustaining us through the last couple weeks. When we struggled to carry ourselves, our friends were coming alongside us and carrying us.

Knowing it was time to put on my armor and fight against the enemy's plan, I took a moment to ask the Lord to help me see each thing I was carrying through His eyes. In just a few moments I felt the brokenness of the Holy Spirit as He showed me that while my surgery resulted in a great news, I was not ok with everything I went through. I was tucking those emotions away without fully realizing it so that I could focus on the other situations we're walking through.

Listen, I know I'm very lucky. I know that cancer isn't part of my story, but can I tell you how hard it's been to look in the mirror daily and see that a large part of one of my breasts is missing. All that's left is a big ugly scar that leaves me feeling even more insecure than I already was. I don't know why it's shaken me so much, but it has. I know in time I will heal mentally and physically. I'll be grateful for this particular part of my journey, but for now, I'm not and that's ok. No more ignoring it, but I won't sit in the ick of it either.

Having that moment with the Holy Spirit gave me strength to see through the heavy clouds and to begin to feel the peace I was proclaiming over our lives. Joy began to return when I didn't realize how much of it was gone. Excitement to step into moments with Jesus returned. The ability to open up my mouth and actually sing worship to the Father returned. Anticipation for His will for the future was finally starting to take place.

A friend of mine told me the other day that a study shows that it takes approximately 2 weeks to process heavy, hard, and traumatic things before you're able to begin the process towards restoration and healing of whatever situation it is. That hit home.

As much as our family is still walking through, we have decided that no matter what, we're putting our faith in the Father and fighting for peace over our hearts and minds. Surrendering and fully trusting Him with everything we’ve got and let me be transparent, trust has been VERY hard these days.

I know His plans are perfect, I know He only has good things for us, yet the storms we’re currently in make it hard to see through the rain at times. That’s the beauty of Jesus though. It doesn’t matter how hard it feels, He’s still right there holding us close and equipping us for each battle. He loves us so deeply and that's enough for each day.

Psalm 63:1-5 I’ve been repeating lately these days. As chaos surrounds me and I become weary - I remember just how good our Father is and how worthy He is of every ounce of praise within me. No matter the trial, no matter the triumph - all glory is His.

xoxo,

Krista

Thank You - Kerns Family 2024 Buyers

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Thu, 11 Jul 2024 15:42:00 +0000

Kerns Family 2024 Buyers,

We are incredibly grateful for your generosity towards Mason and Brayden’s 4-H projects! Your financial partnership has given the boys life experiences that can’t be replaced!

We love and appreciate each of you immensely! 😊

With gratitude, Jordan, Krista, Mason, and Brayden

C-PAR Property Management

Mike and Rose Groff

The Lederman Family

Carl and Lisa Stoltzfus

Woodsbrook Farms

Brian and Deb Kerns

The Bailey Family

Randy Yoder - IFBI

Mike and Kathy Harbaugh

Micah Miller

Living In Yellow

Shawn & Erin Schrader

John and Norene Smith

Jeff and Sherri Smith

The Kingdon Family

Dr. Tom Judd

Dr. Asad Ansari

The Skeins Family

Angela Ballard

The VanZile Family

The Cripe Family

Everence

Heartache and Comfort

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Tue, 29 Aug 2023 15:05:00 +0000

This morning I sit staring at an empty terrarium. One that housed a sweet little crested gecko by the name of Mr. Kipling. A gecko that was well loved and cared for by my sweet B. A gecko that B spent time researching and learning about so that he knew best how to care for him.

The last few days Mr. Kipling was beginning to weaken and unfortunately, he didn’t survive whatever illness he was fighting. We found out yesterday that all the crested geckos in the bunch that he came from were ill and there was only one survivor left, yet, he was too ill for the pet store to let us have in good conscience. In a week or so we’ll get another gecko and we’ll pray that he comes from a healthy bunch, but in the meantime, I’m watching my sweet boy’s heart break.

Last night as Brayden laid in bed bawling, I just held him and cried along with him. In part because I miss Mr. Kipling too, but mainly because there’s nothing quite like watching your children’s heart break and knowing there’s nothing you can do to take away the pain. It was gut wrenching. I would’ve done anything to take away the pain he was feeling.

The last few days have been heavy days for our community. There’s been loss that has wrecked the people around me. I’m watching friends ache and I’m watching a community ache. All the while I feel helpless.

It breaks your heart as a parent to see your children hurting. You want nothing more to comfort them in a way that eases the pain they’re feeling. My nature is to be a comfort to those all around me, to make things better, to be a source of strength, but last night as I felt helpless watching Brayden cry, I got a glimpse of what Jesus must feel as He watches His children weep.

I’m thankful for the reminder today that no matter what we’re walking through, Jesus is the most beautiful source of comfort and strength. I know the Father feels every broken heart and sees every tear. He is our greatest comforter in time of need and that comfort He provides us with enables us to comfort others.

Jesus, be near to those who need you today. Be near to me so that I can be a place of comfort to them. Be our strength. Be our hope. We need You.

2 Corinthians 1:3-4 All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. 4 He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.

xoxo, Krista

I'll Never Stop....

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Mon, 17 Jul 2023 00:21:00 +0000

January 2023 brought some health concerns that I hoped I’d never have to walk through. I knew that as I inherited certain health issues that one day cancer and heart disease would be part of the conversations.

Never did I think it’d come as soon as it did.

My doctors have been amazing and ran as many tests as they could in January and then we had to wait until June/July to run more invasive tests to get the answers we needed.

I was scared, I was worried, I was angry, I was sad; I was all the things one could be at the thought of having breast cancer or heart disease.

I let Jesus have every emotion I had and then summer arrived; it was time for tests and answers. I leaned into Jesus and my prayer warrior community and dove head first into accepting whatever He had for me. I knew that no matter what the outcome was, I’d be ok, my boys would be ok, Jordan would be ok. I’d fight as hard as I could to survive whatever the outcome.

I spent my days leading up to each test just worshipping Him. No matter what, He was worthy of my song. I’ve spent the last 6 months questioning a lot, but what I’ve never questioned was His worth in my life.

As results came in giving me another year of life without cancer and heart disease, I was full of gratitude, but the reality is, every 6 months for the rest of my life I will have a test that will determine my future and that’s not an easy thing to accept.

So, I have a choice. Let the fear of the next test consume me or allow the Father to give me the peace I need and worship Him with everything within me no matter what.

I choose to worship Him. He will never stop being worthy of my praise. I’ll never stop singing His praise. No matter what I walk through, He will always be worthy.

Maybe this is an encouragement for you or maybe this will be a post I look at in 6 months as a reminder to the hope and love I have I in Jesus. A reminder if you will to hang on tight to whatever is next.

No matter what it is, I pray you never stop singing your song of worship to the King. He’s worthy. He loves you. He’s for you. He’s good. ❤️

Warrior

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Tue, 11 Apr 2023 18:12:00 +0000

OB/GYN Doctor: “You’re at high risk for breast cancer, we’d like you to have an MRI in June because the mammogram and the ultrasound you had can’t really detect the cancer due to your dense tissue. In the meantime, reduce sugars, reduce alcohol consumption and exercise.”

Family Doctor: “You have high cholesterol and because you have Factor V you need a heart scan in July. In the meantime, reduce stress and exercise.”

Orthopedic Doctor: “Just a reminder you have Spina Bifida and exercising is really hard on your body especially your feet. I’d like you to try to reduce the impact on your feet as much as possible.”

I’ve been in my head about exercising, realizing it’s key to surviving to some very serious health concerns and then yesterday hearing how exercise isn’t the best on my body, well, I almost spiraled.

Since January I’ve taken each piece of news about my health as best as possible. I’ve taken steps to better my physical health while struggling with my mental health. The reality is that I’ve been angry and scared. I’ve had some really hard conversations with Jesus. Some that have been really ugly yet He’s so gracious.

Instead of spiraling, I had a choice. I could either choose to lose my mind over it all or choose to grab hold of the shred of joy I felt in that moment, while understanding that joy was from the Father. So, I got in my car, opened the sunroof, lifted my eyes to Heaven and said “thank you for the sunshine today Father”. I wanted to cry, I wanted to be angry, I wanted to ask why, I want to yell at Him, but the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart a couple weeks ago and reminded me that He’s not done with me yet. He reminded me that I’m His warrior and warriors are brave. He also reminded me that no matter how hard I try to control all of these variables in my life, doing it without Him will only continue to lead me to this place of mental chaos.

As I still struggled to fight off the fear and anger, I asked Him to take me back to the last peaceful moment I had where He was sitting with me. He took me to a moment on Easter where I was sitting on a dear friend’s porch by myself breathing in the fresh air after I had just got done holding her precious newborn miracle. A moment that He promised I’d someday have, a moment where I’d see a miracle happen for the people I love, a moment where His promises were fulfilled, a moment that I’d hang on to as a reminder that He never stops doing miracles. I remember feeling such peace in that moment that I even took a picture so that I’d never forget how close the Father is to me, how much He loves me, and how He incredibly good He is.

Friends, I know it’s so easy to go down the trail of frustration when things don’t go the way we think they should, whether it be health or just life circumstances in general. The growing lessons I’ve had lately have shown me that choosing to trust Him through my fear, anger, and frustration brings curative moments. Moments that I’ve been able to look back to see where He’s healed and restored me before, while knowing He’ll do it again.

Today my prayer for you is that you remember just how much He loves you and how good He truly is. While the world around us spirals out of control and evil seems so engulfing, we have this beautiful strength within us that gives us power to move through the ick and rest on the other side of it knowing He’s right there, every step of each journey and trial. Hold tight to your shield of faith and raise the sword of the Spirit with confidence. The battle belongs to Him dear warriors, lets stand firm with bravery.

xoxo,

Krista

The Dreaded Mammogram

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Mon, 30 Jan 2023 16:00:00 +0000

About 3 weeks ago I was part of several different conversations with friends and a couple coworkers where breast cancer, yearly ob/gyn appointments, and mammograms were brought up. In each of those conversations, someone else brought up the topic, it was never once initiated by me. After the 3^rd day of hearing about these things I took it as gentle push from the Holy Spirit to call and get my yearly ob/gyn appointment scheduled where I’d bring up having a mammogram. I made that call on 1/10 and then on 1/12 I found a lump.

The amount of fear and “what ifs” that flooded my mind in that moment is indescribable unless you’ve been there. I called the doctor the following morning where they scheduled me to see a doctor right when I returned from Denver.

I was already dealing with some personal family things that week and wasn’t sure I how I’d mentally survive the next few days knowing I was heading to Denver for a work trip with this on my mind. My typical response in situations like these is to buckle down, suck it up, and power through – on my own. However, as my amazing hubby held me as I cried the night I found the lump, I let myself be truly vulnerable for a moment and knew this wasn’t something I should do without my tribe.

I asked for prayers of strength to sustain me as I traveled, I asked for peace that everything would be ok, I asked that all results would declare no cancer, and I let the people around me help carry this burden for me. When I returned from Denver, I saw a doctor who found another lump so he scheduled me for a mammogram and an ultrasound. I walked into the hospital with peace and walked out with gratitude. They ended up finding a 3^rd lump, but after the ultrasound, confirmed that they were just cysts and everything looked ok. I follow up with my doctor in a couple weeks, but my heart is relieved.

I’m thankful for friends and family to carry me when I’m not strong enough. I’m thankful for prayer warriors who are reaching the Heavens on my behalf. I’m thankful for a husband who holds me when I’m scared and reminds me that no matter what he’s there and we’ll be ok. I’m thankful for a God who loves me so deeply to provide me strength, peace, and results that give me more days to breathe easier.

Why do I share this? Well, I turn 42 this year and I had avoided having a mammogram when I turned 40 and again when I turned 41. Breast cancer runs in my family. I watched my maternal grandma lose her battle to it and I guess part of me was just scared of what could be. I now firmly stand on the truth that the best prevention is early detection. Don’t delay having it because you’re scared or inconvenienced. Do regular exams. Encourage others to get it done in the same way others encouraged me a few weeks ago. Schedule one today if you have any concerns.💗

xoxo,

Krista

4-0!

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Tue, 20 Jul 2021 15:07:00 +0000

Today I turn 40. The big 4-0. 4 decades of life. Whew.

Rolling up on 40 has had it's share of emotional rollercoaster rides. The ups and downs of navigating turning 40 has been beautiful and exhausting.

There came a moment recently where I decided to step back and take a really good look at my life through Jesus' eyes. There I began to realize the big idea of turning 40 is really no bigger than any other birthday. It's another year to choose to be grateful for another year of life or choose to sit in the ick where Satan wants you to be.

I've learned to choose joy and to choose to learn to love myself better. That latter part has not been as easy as I hoped it be. It's not the responsibility of others to help me feel satisfied with where I'm at in life. It's my responsibility. Choosing to love myself better doesn't mean I love the others around me less. Honestly, loving myself better has actually helped me to love those around me better.

I could write a huge post about all the thoughts I have surrounding today, but I'll just leave you with a few.

Love who are. Embrace you who are. Celebrate who you. Be confident in who you are.

Most importantly, remember you are His creation. He made you and He loves you.

xoxo,

Krista

Choice

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 04 Nov 2020 18:25:00 +0000

Over the last couple months Mason has asked me on numerous occasions who I planned to vote for and would continually ask me why. He would then ask me why I wasn’t going to vote for the other guy. When he first asked me, I was driving, and told him I wasn’t sure how to answer him. I will be honest, in that moment the Holy Spirit was guiding me in a direction I wasn’t sure I was prepared to go. So, I told Mason to give me a little bit and we’d talk about it more.

We got home that day, I asked God to show me how best to speak to my son about a topic that I wasn’t even sure he was old enough to talk about it, and then I realized that the pushing of the Holy Spirit was a beautiful way for me to be an example to my son.

I shared with Mason attributes of both candidates, I never once spoke badly about either, I shared what was important to me and why, and I let him know that the only way for me to choose was to spend time praying asking God for guidance. I told him that when making my choice, I wasn’t going to be pressured by others, I wasn’t going to read people’s social media posts and let it sway me one way or another, I wasn’t going to rely on the news to tell me who to choose, and I wasn’t going to worry about what other people thought about my choice. In typical Mason fashion, he asked why. I knew that was my opportunity to speak into my son and pray that he’s an agent of change for the future.

I shared with him what an honor and privilege it is to have a choice; whether it comes to politics or life in general. That having a choice comes with a responsibility to educate ourselves. I gave him examples he’d understand like how he chooses which toy to spend his money on.

I wanted him to understand that the privilege to choose is his. I wanted him to understand that he doesn’t have to choose who I choose or who his friends choose. I wanted him to understand that life offers lots of choices and it’s so easy to allow the opinions of others to help us make a choice. I wanted him to learn now, that choosing is an honor to hold on dearly to.

I wanted him to see that I’d never push to make a choice for him. If he asks, I will always be there to talk to him about anything, but I will never rob him of his freedom to choose.

(Side note: that doesn’t come easy for me. As a type 8 personality, having control is what comes natural to me. And all the 8’s say…amen. lol)

He came home yesterday and boldly told me who he voted for. Then followed it with “are you proud of who I voted for?”.

Did he choose who I voted for? Yes. Was I happy about that? Deep down, yes. However, I said “I’m proud of you for voting for who you wanted to vote for and that no matter who you vote for, I will always love you, and be proud of you for using your voice.”

I realized during this election season, well the season of 2020 in general, that my kids are watching me, learning from me, mimicking me, and I have to start being a better example to them. I want them to see me choosing love and not choosing division. Choosing love and not arguing with those who don’t agree with me. Choosing love when the choices I make are criticized. Choosing love when people intentionally disregard what’s important to me. Choosing love when people try to shame me for my beliefs.

Choosing love because God is love. {1 John 4:7-19}

Self-Care

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Fri, 01 Mar 2019 21:05:00 +0000

Self-care.

It’s what the Lord gave me at the start of this year and I was ready to tackle this year by doing a better job of caring for myself; physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually.

However, life has been nonstop chaos on so many levels as this time of year typically is. It’s been a long while since I’ve had any issues with my Spina Bifida and I’m incredibly grateful.

Unfortunately, I pushed the limits and have a little hiccup. It’s forcing me to rest and teaching me how to be ok to let others do things for me.

The hardest part of all this is seeing the faces on my boys as they see me in pain and struggling. This is the first time they’ve walked with me through something like this and it’s my first real opportunity to show them strength in vulnerability as it directly relates to my disability.

I will conquer this set back and I will embrace the limitations as I let my body heal. I will learn through this and remind myself just how important it is to slow down. I will continually give Him praise because there’s nothing that can steal my hallelujah. I vow to do a better job of honoring self-care so that I can be present as long as possible for my family. I will choose joy even through the tears of frustration. He is good and I will trust in Him.

If you’re running yourself thin; I encourage you today to slow down and take time to rest your body and your soul. Allow that rest to refresh and restore you.

xoxo,

Krista

Freedom.

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Mon, 23 Jul 2018 19:10:00 +0000

Somehow lately Satan has found a way to weasel into my mind and I’ve been doubting my worth so much lately. So much, that my heart has been heavy and my anxiety has been at an ultimate high.

Most would never even guess how insecure in my friendships I’ve been over the last month or how I feel like I fail as a mom and a wife almost daily. I’m human, it happens, right?

Even after a beautiful time surrounded by women I admire and adore Saturday evening; I still felt unworthy of it all. I was loved on, encouraged, gifted some beautiful things, and read through a handful of genuine cards; yet I still thought to myself "do they really think these things, do they truly enjoy my friendship, because there's no way I'm worthy of any of this".

Now, I'm not saying any of this to get confirmation that they do or be told encouraging things because I was having a doubtful moment. I'm being real and if we're all real, then I'm sure we can all admit that we sometimes doubt our worth. We shouldn't, but we do.

I went to bed that night and was so frustrated that I just couldn't feel the joy I knew I should be feeling. I kept asking the Lord to just take the heaviness away, allow me to feel peace, and to be able to fully celebrate in the joys of life. I then realized that I've lost my footing a bit. I've stepped out of the identity I have in Him. I labeled myself a failure after a recent situation that hit our family and I've been carrying that for almost 2 months now. He spoke to my heart and told me to let Him have it, to grab tighter to His hand, and to fight for my freedom in it.

Sunday morning during worship, I fought back. I begged God to set me free from these lies, this anxiety stricken life lately, these chains that keep me bound to the ground, and I declared freedom in this area of my life. I may have even yelled it out over and over! The students in front of me probably thought “set her free already!”.

He gave me freedom though. He lifted the burden that I thought was mine to carry and He broke the chains on this situation I thought needed to hold me down. See, when I feel like I messed up, I sometimes want to carry it around, as if I need to be punished for messing up, but that's not what He wants for us. He's created this beautiful connection for us to reach out to Him and hand our burdens over. We just have to let them go.

Today, in my quiet time with Him, the Holy Spirit told me to grab my birthday cards and read through each one again. I did and I received each word, each compliment, each God given piece of identity my friends spoke over me. I cried. Tears of gratitude to the God who loves me so much and knows just what I need when I need it. Honestly, I would've tucked those cards away and not looked over them again for awhile. He knew I needed to actually read them and to remember whose I am.

He adores you, He wants freedom for you, He wants joy for you. Will you let Him give those things to you?

xoxo,
Krista

Tribe

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Fri, 18 May 2018 14:14:00 +0000

Yesterday afternoon after I had a couple seconds to breathe after the chaos of the last couple days, I walked into my bedroom and saw this. Immediately I started crying. Maybe because I’m sooooooo (yes soooooo) incredibly exhausted, but my heart was so overwhelmed with gratitude.

See, lately the Lord has provided me with a solid tribe of women. Yesterday this folded pile of laundry was done by one of those women, then she vacuumed my house, then she helped me with another disaster, then another friend came over to sit with me at my table to let me unload some of my heart stuff and then she spoke truth into my life while challenging me to be the best woman I can be, then another friend delivered a McDs coke to my door knowing how long my night before was. On top of that, several of my tribe women were texting me checking in, helping me through some chaos, and praying over me.

I’m not saying this to say “hey, I’ve got great friends”; I’m saying this because I want to encourage you that if you’re praying and desiring a tribe of solid people around you, He hears your prayers. He’s building your tribe, He’s preparing your heart for this tribe, and He will provide the people you need in your life. I promise. He’s faithful.

These women have come at what seems like the perfect time, but when I look back at the process it’s been to get to this point in my life, I realize that He was probably ready to surround me with incredible women long ago, but my heart wasn’t ready.

I’m easily guarded, I’m one that has strived to be strong enough to be ok doing things on my own, I don’t ask for help, I pride myself on being a strong woman, but over the last year I’ve realized that I have more strength in being vulnerable. I’ve broken down some walls, I’ve let some women in, and my heart has been more fulfilled than I ever could have imagined.

Today I encourage you to keep praying for your tribe, but I also want to encourage you to be praying over your heart as well. Be asking Him to prepare your heart for the tribe He wants to surround you with.

To my tribe, thank you for being amazing, for loving me well, for showing up when I need you, for challenging me, encouraging me, praying over me, praying with me, for being consistent; for just being you. I love you all sooooooooo stinking much.

xoxo,

Krista

Dream Big for Your Littles.

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 16 May 2018 14:39:00 +0000

This morning I came across a video of a worship song from Bethel Music and leading it was Peyton Allen, a young man fully anointed and so talented. Ten seconds into the song I was bawling my eyes out. Like full on ugly cry. I sat for a moment, felt the emotions overcome my heart, and then I asked the Spirit “what is this that I’m feeling?”, “why am I feeling it?”, “why is it so heavy”, “what are you showing me Lord?”.

He let me sit in for a little longer before speaking to my heart and giving me this incredibly beautiful vision. Friends, He’s good and He's capable of showing us the most amazing things if we are willing to open our hearts and eyes to see it. I watched this young man lead this song that I’ve led myself, but you know what I saw? I saw my boys leading it, I saw my boy’s arms lifted high singing to their King, I saw my boys growing into these strong passionate leaders for Christ. I saw a beautiful vision of the hope and prayers I have placed in Christ for my boy’s future. Then He spoke to my heart and reminded me to “dream big for your littles”.

We spend a lot of our lives dreaming big for ourselves. Praying and hoping for His will to accomplish the desires of our hearts, but this morning I’m reminded that as a mother I’m to dream big for my littles as well. I was reminded this weekend by a friend that my boys belong to the Lord; it’s my job to parent them and protect them, but I must remember that it’s also my job to trust Christ with them. That’s not easy for me.

Today, not only am I learning to trust Him more with my children, I’m learning that I get to dream big for them too. That I get to pray amazing things for their future, that I get to pray over their friends, their relationships, their accomplishments, even their mistakes. I get to pray over these things; I get to trust in Christ with them. I’m grateful for this beautiful reminder today.

Wherever you’re at in your parenting walk, I pray you are encouraged today. I pray you can trust Christ more with your children and that you are dreaming big for them.

Grab some tissues and watch the video below that moved my heart so deeply this morning. I can’t imagine the feeling Peyton’s parents feel watching him lead worship. I can’t wait for that day as a parent!!!

xoxo,

Krista

Balancing Life

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 14 Feb 2018 22:00:00 +0000

Any tired mamas out there? Or should I say; any tired people out there? Holy moly; can you say WORN OUT!?!

I started the new year with intentions of writing more and last night while getting a few minutes with my hubby before we crashed in bed, he asked me when I was going to throw up another post. I almost immediately felt the heaviness that my anxiety brings, but I took a breath and reminded myself that writing is a part of therapy for me. A release, if you will, of emotions that I’m still working on not keeping tucked inside. So, here I am today, worn out, struggling with the current busyness of our lives, but so thankful for a space here to just share and hopefully encourage.

This new year has continued with crazy schedules for our family and though we are exhausted, we are happy, and so blessed to be in this season. You won’t find us complaining, but you will find us super tired, our heads hitting the pillows as early as possible to get in some rest, and when we’re not committed to things outside of the house, you’ll more than likely find us at home soaking up any time we can get as a family. You may find us learning to say no to certain things we wish we could be a part of like book studies and coffee dates or dinner dates, but as we’re navigating each responsibility in our lives right now by giving them our best; we know this is a season. Seasons change and we know that the busyness will slow down at some point and if it doesn’t, we’ll continue to learn how to better pace ourselves in this race of life. I hope. ;)

For those of you going through a similar busy time in your lives, I want to encourage you with a few things that have helped me lately.

One, know that it’s ok to say no to things. You don’t have to fill your schedules completely just to accommodate every offer that comes your way. Your friends and family love you and will always be there, they’ll understand that you’re a in a busy season, and may even step up to help you out! I have a friend who’s making our family dinner on the night that my hubby is working late. Community at its finest. J

Two, make your spouse a priority. Work, church, friends, kids, etc. Those things fill so much of my schedule right now, but my hubby, he’s a priority and when I’m not giving him the attention he needs, we’re both hurting. There’s something incredible about being intentional with your spouse especially during busy seasons. (Be ready for some intentional time tonight baby! After all, it is Valentine’s Day! Sorry, I couldn’t resist!)

Three, make yourself a priority. How? That’s usually my response when people remind me I need to stop and make sure I’m taking care of myself. It’s not an easy task for me to make sure I’m taking care of myself when I literally feel like there’s no extra minutes in my day, but truth be told, I can make time and so can you. For me, I just need a few minutes to decompress, breath in the beauty that’s in my life, and remember what I was created for. So, put down your phone, stop scrolling on social media apps, go sit on the couch and watch your favorite show, go take a hot bath, read a few chapters of a new book, go eat your favorite dessert after the kids are in bed; whatever it takes, do it. If you can swing it and it doesn’t overwhelm you, then go grab a quick coffee with a friend. Just make sure that you find time for you during finding time for everyone and everything else.

Finally; the most important piece of advice I can give you; spend time with Jesus EVERYDAY as much as you can!! If that’s all you can do during this busy time, then it’ll be everything you need. Don’t put pressure yourself to wake up and read an entire book of the bible or spend a certain amount of time journaling; just spend time with Him. Talk to Him, rest in His presence, worship Him, sing to Him, love on Him, smile at Him, thank Him; give Him as much of you as you can and friends, He’ll provide joy and peace. He’ll be the thing that keeps you moving during the busyness and He won’t let you whither and fail. He’s amazing and if I didn’t have time with Him filling my cup each day then I’d be empty and dry with nothing left to give to anyone.

Jeremiah 17:7-8 “But blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their hope and confidence. They are like trees planted along a riverbank, with roots that reach deep into the water. Such trees are not bothered by the heat or worried by long months of drought. Their leaves stay green, and they never stop producing fruit.”

This verse I have been clinging lately. Seasons change, but I know that He doesn’t. His promises and His word remains the same and for that I’m so thankful. I can have confidence that when I place my trust and hope in Him I’ll be ok.

Now, find some time to do all 4 of those things before you go to bed! Ha! Just kidding!! If I were reading this, that’s where my mind would go. “Ok, Krista, the day is not over, say no to something, spend time with the hubby, do something for myself, and go talk to Jesus. I’ve got this. Let’s do it!”

Tonight, pick one thing and do it joyfully. J

Love you all!

xoxo,

Krista

Happy Valentine's Day!

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 14 Feb 2018 14:37:00 +0000

Welcome, 2018!

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Mon, 01 Jan 2018 22:05:00 +0000

It’s been over a year since I’ve written a blog post and it’s been long overdue. 2018 will bring more posts; its a resolution. Or wait. Maybe not a resolution; maybe just a promise to myself. I’m horrible with resolutions.

I started this blog for many reasons. Writing is therapy for me, right next to cooking and cleaning. No joking there. Writing is also a way for me to share and encourage my readers who have in turn shared and encouraged me so much over the last 5 years.

I just wanted to say a huge thank you to all of you have followed along the last 5 years. This next year will be a journey and I look forward to having you each along for the ride. To my new readers, be ready. Grateful Imperfections was created with each of you in mind. I pray you find strength in your imperfections, become grateful for them, and change the world around you because of them. This year, I want to hear your stories, your victories, I want YOU to encourage readers by having a spotlight on this blog. So, for those of you who are already itching to become grateful for your imperfections, jump in, we’re going to ride through this next year together.

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As I dive head first into each new year, I typically just say a quick thanks to the Lord for the year before while counting all my blessings, ignoring all the struggles, tucking away all the hurts, and clinging to the goodness that will keep me moving forward. However, this new year I’m relishing in all of 2017, the good and the bad. Why do you ask? Well, at the beginning of 2017 I vowed to learn to be vulnerable again. I learned so much of what I was missing was simply because I had become hard, callused, and had so many walls built up to keep all the pain out, but as a result of that, I was keeping out all of the joy as well. I was numb. I was tired of it. I missed laughing and feeling the joy, I missed crying at the beautiful things, I missed crying at the things that broke me, I missed feeling His sweet presence upon my heart. So, I committed to walking forward in the journey to become vulnerable once again. Little did I know what the journey was going to look like. Over the next few weeks I’ll share more with you about the set backs, the ugly, the uglier, and the ugliest details of that journey, but I promise to also share with you how incredible it was and how much its changed my life on so many levels.

2017 brought a lot for me, for my family, and for the community around me, but in the midst of my personal journey, I found strength in vulnerability and through that I found myself learning how to fully trust in God. I truly believe my willingness to fully surrender to Him allowed me to fully trust in Him, which I know was crucial in my surviving this past year on so many levels.

There were a lot of “I’m sorry”, “bear with me”, “don’t give up on me”, and “please pray for me” this past year as I continually broke down walls. I’m sure many of those around me can attest to the truth that I was down right ugly at times and for majority of them, they had no idea why. I was daily fighting this battle of surrendering myself to Christ fully, which meant I was no longer in control; that I was allowing Him to be in control. That was new for me. I like being in control, I like knowing that the plan is. I’m terrified and downright fearful of the unknown. Well, I was. ;)

I was learning that as I became more confident in Christ, I became more confident in who I truly was, and with that I learned not to be sorry for who I am or try to hide behind all those walls I had built. I no longer wanted to wear the title of always being full of strength and confidence, I no longer wanted to constantly carry others burdens and never hand over any of my own, I no longer wanted to always be ok because I was worried that people would pity me, I no longer wanted to be totally ok with having so my physical limitations because of each disease and disability I carry. I wanted to be real and sometimes being real means not always having the answers and being ok, but you know what the biggest thing I learned through all of that is? It doesn’t mean I’m weak because I’m not always on top of my game. Weakness comes when we let all those things drive us down and away from Christ. When we surrender all those very real things to Him and trust Him with all of it, we are victorious, we are strong, we are courageous, and we are warriors. I became a warrior in 2017 and 2018 better look out because I’m stronger, braver, and happier than I’ve ever been. For the first time in my life, I’m letting Christ lead the way and even better, I’m letting Him carry me on the days I’m struggling instead of trying to carry myself.

I learned so much and I’m growing in so many ways, but I still have A LOT of work, but this year I’m ok with sharing my journey along the way with all of you. I’ve come out of hiding and I’m incredibly grateful for those of you who have been on this journey with me. Some of you have seen the ugliest parts of this year and have stuck by me, have given me more chances, have held my hand, have cried with me, have rejoiced with me, have pushed me when I needed it, have stopped me and made me listen when I didn’t want, but most of all, have loved me unconditionally. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

To my incredible husband, you by far have been my biggest supporter this past year and without your constant love and encouragement to me, I would’ve given up before February. ;) I love you so much. Thank you for being my best friend and loving me so well. I couldn’t have asked for a better man to be by my side. (Side note; single ladies, don’t settle, find a man who loves Jesus more than he loves you. We’ll talk about this later. *wink*)

There’s so many beautiful details, new adventures, life changes, and hardships that 2017 brought that I’ll share along the way, but for now, I encourage you to relish in all that 2017 gave you and be ready for all that 2018 has. As Joel Taylor posted this morning on his IG, “I feel led to release the anointing for breakthroughs, healings, and extravagant miracles to all of you”.

I’m ok with all the ugly that 2017 had, indebted for all the good it had, and expectant for all He has for me in 2018. Are you ready? Lets do this!

2 Corinthians 12:9-10New Living Translation (NLT)

9 Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. 10 That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

xoxo,

Krista

Thank You Gifts on a Budget

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Fri, 05 Aug 2016 20:25:00 +0000

This summer my oldest son got to be part of a really incredible local summer program and I’m incredibly grateful for each staff member that invested in him and helped him be as prepared as he could be for Kindergarten. I wanted to be able to give each of them a small token of appreciation, but I wanted it to be meaningful yet not break the bank. With him entering Kindergarten I also wanted to give his teacher and his bus driver a little something too, as we look forward to spending our year with them.

Most of the items, as well as the supplies for them, I got at the Dollar Store. Some of the printables I found online, but several them I made through an app on my phone called Word Swag.

Take a look below for some fun ideas to show appreciation to some of the amazing people in your kiddos lives!

Battery operated lamps were from the Dollar Store. The printable tag I found online at fullofgrace.

The bag was from the Dollar Store, the 8x10 White Frame was $4 at Walmart, the printable I found online at How to Nest for Less, and the flowers were leftover birthday flowers to make this picture even prettier.

The ribbon and favor bags I had on had leftover from birthday party supplies, the Smarties, and the glow sticks are from the Dollar Tree.

The printable I made using Word Swag.

The Burt's Bees I got at Walmart for $3 and the printable I made using Word Swag.

The bottle, candy, and the drink packets are from the Dollar Tree, the front printable I made using Word Swag, and the one hidden I found online at The Party Teacher.

Happy gifting!

xoxo,
Krista

#heresto35

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Thu, 21 Jul 2016 12:58:00 +0000

Yesterday was a humbling day; so many of you poured into my life by celebrating with me. As I struggle with taking each kind word said to me and accepting them as truth for my life, in my prayer time last night He overwhelmed me as He reminded me that He created me, is using me, and is shining through me in many ways and it's a beautiful thing to soak in and accept the love and encouragement given to me. It's such an incredible feeling to be loved and accepted by each of you, but even more incredible to feel that same love and acceptance from our Creator.

Psalm 139:14

I'm grateful for yesterday, for each of you, for all the amazingly kind words and wishes, and for having another year to celebrate with some pretty amazing family and friends. Each of you have helped shaped me in some way and have in many ways pushed me to be a better woman of Christ. That's the best gift ever.

Thank you for celebrating with me! I pray I can love on each of you on your birthday and help you feel as loved and valued as you made me feel.

xoxo,

Krista

GIVEAWAY Berry the Bird Book Set

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 25 Nov 2015 18:51:00 +0000

Joy Hill is a children’s book author who wrote her first book, “Berry the Bird Learns How To Fly.” The inspiration for this book was her son Jackson and his love of reading. She will be having more upcoming “Berry” Books. She lives in Northern Indiana with her husband Jamie and kids Jackson and Janie. She works part-time as a veterinary technician at a veterinary clinic and being a stay-at-home mom. She enjoys spending time with her family and friends, being outdoors, being active, reading, and being involved with her church. She desires to write children’s books that are fun, uplifting, and filled with positive messages.

My boys and I got to meet this beautiful author one Friday night after her first book, Berry the Bird Learns How to Fly, was released. She was at our local bookstore doing signings. We bought the book and my oldest thought it was so neat that he got to meet the person who wrote about Berry the Bird. He had the book in hand and was “reading” it before we even got out the door. He’s always been a bit of a bookworm. I knew it’d be a family hit. :)

We were beyond thrilled when we found out Berry the Bird had another adventure that was recently released called Berry the Bird Helps a New Friend and it became a family hit as well! Even more exciting news is that Berry the Bird had a 3^rd adventure coming soon and you guys get a chance to win a copy of it before it’s even available!

Joy Hill, author of the Berry the Bird books, has graciously given an autographed set of her books to me so that I can give away the set to one lucky reader!

My kiddos love them and I know one little bookworm in your life will love them to. With the holidays approaching, the Berry the Bird books would be a great gift to give! To purchase these books you can visit Tate Publishing.

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Buy the Muffin.

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Mon, 10 Aug 2015 18:07:00 +0000

When the Lord speaks I listen and when He commands I do ask He asks. Well, today he commanded me to “buy the muffin”. I can’t help but giggle as I write this post, but it’s true. It was a simple commandment to buy someone a muffin and I did as He asked and I did it joyfully and I cannot tell you how wonderful it feels to bless someone. Especially someone you can relate with.

It moments like this I search for a deeper meaning than just to bless someone’s day and without fail the Lord has given me an incredible teaching moment. All over a muffin. Well, sort of. ;)

Today I made a stop at Dunkin Donuts to treat a sweet friend to a coffee and while in line thinking about what I wanted to order there was a beautiful mother with 2 littles ordering what I overheard to be some birthday treats for an adorable superhero and then she ordered a muffin for what I can only assume was for herself. After ordering she handed the cashier a gift card and then after hearing what her total still due was, asked if was ok to take the muffin off her order. She was still all smiles and full of joy as she politely and unselfishly gave up the muffin. It was in that moment that I started to imagine the thoughts running through her mind as a mother and started picturing myself in her very shoes and knowing I’d do the very same thing.

She may not have put that muffin back because she didn’t have the money, but maybe she thought that those extra couple dollars didn’t need to be spent on her and maybe didn’t need to be spent on a muffin. She would just use up her gift card and then whatever she still owed out of pocket she’d pay without reservation since they were sweet treats for a sweet moment.

As a mother, I do stuff like that all the time. I’ll want to treat myself to something, but then realize, nah, I rather my sweet boys have an extra donut for later instead of me enjoying a muffin now. I never feel sorry for myself, I never think twice about; it’s my heart as a mother to ensure my boys have a smile on their face. I’d spend my very last dollar on them even if it meant that I’d be hungry. It’s what some of us do as mothers and we do it with pure joy.

As I watched her walk away, never without a smile and full of joy as she beamed a light that I totally recognized, I heard the Lord say “buy the muffin”. So, I placed my order, asked the cashier what muffin she had wanted, ordered it, ran it out to her car as her sweet family started to pull away, and in the pouring rain told her “I wanted you to have your muffin. From one mother to another. Enjoy!”

As I got back to the office I thanked the Lord for allowing me to bless her today. Even if it was just a simple muffin, I thanked Him for the opportunity to not only bless her, but to recognize that the world is a better place if we stick together, learn to understand one another, and to be there for one another even in the simplest of moments. What do I mean by that?

There could’ve been another person in line behind her without kids who didn’t understand one bit of her joy, understand her reasoning for putting back the muffin, or even cared at all about it. Instead, He placed me there to watch her beam a special light of love for her kids and to help me to realize there are times as mothers when we just really want the muffin, but He knows we won’t buy it for ourselves. I took the moment to relate to her because I could and the Lord let me buy her that muffin.

Friends, we’ve got to stop, slow down, pay attention to simple moments, and realize that we’re in the same boat sometimes and help each other out. Take the paddle and help each other paddle long enough so the other one can enjoy a low fat blueberry muffin from Dunkin Donuts. ;)

My encouragement to you, is not only pay it forward, but take the time to relate and pay it forward because you understand what it would mean to you to enjoy a muffin.

xoxo,

Krista

To the sweet mom at DD today,

I pray that you got to fully enjoy at least part of that muffin because if you’re anything like me you probably shared it with your hubby and your kids. ;) I pray that you know just how amazing of a mother you are and that you are loved and appreciated. Thank you for shining a beautiful light today. A light that I recognize comes straight from your heart. You’re doing an amazing job!

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noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Thu, 16 Jul 2015 14:32:00 +0000

Calling all moms of toddlers who love hot dogs! I’ve got a fun and easy recipe for you that your whole family will enjoy. Even if your toddler prefers his normal cut up hot dog, you don’t have to make an entire separate meal for him because you already have the hot dogs out. Score! And don’t tell me that you don’t make your toddler his own meal separate from yours on occasion. ;)

Summer time means lots of grilling in our household and my oldest LOVES grilled hot dogs. Did I mention that my oldest is also one of THE pickiest eaters in history? So, not only does he prefer his hot dog to be grilled, he also prefers only Nathan’s Hot Dogs. I try to sneak in an Applegate Turkey Dog every now and then though. ;) If I have to eat a hot dog, I like to feel like I’m getting a healthy one. If there is such a thing.

Preparation for this meal takes just a few minutes and while the hot dogs are baking you could throw in some French fries at the same time. Two birds, one stone. If you’re a mama with more time on your hands, then I encourage you to make some homemade French fries, but for this mama, frozen ones work just fine.

Even the hubby enjoyed them! I know that if he approves, then I can add it to our meal rotation.

Oven Hot Dogs

8 hot dogs

8 hot dog buns

1 can of hot dog chili

1/2 an onion, diced

cheddar cheese

mayonnaise

mustard

relish

Line inside of hot dog buns with mayonnaise.

Line the bottom of the bun with relish. (You can use sweet relish, hot dog relish, but I chose dill.)

Evenly add mustard of choice.

Fill with hot dogs and squish into a 13×9″ baking pan. (I only made 5 hot dogs so I used a 9x9” pan.)

Top hot dogs with chili, cheese, and diced onion.

Cover with aluminum foil and bake at 350F for 45 minutes. (If you’re baking French fries at the same time, bake at 425F for 25 minutes.)

Carefully remove from the pan with a spatula and some tongs. It really does take both to get these babies out of the pan in one piece.

ENJOY!

xoxo,

Krista

A Choice in Gratitude

noreply@blogger.com (Krista Kerns) — Wed, 15 Jul 2015 20:17:00 +0000

The piece of chocolate cake or the sprinkle donut or that piece of deep dish pizza that’s sitting there in front of you saying “you know you want to eat me” is making your mouth drool, but you know deep down, you probably shouldn’t. Or maybe you have a health condition that doesn’t allow you to indulge in things that I personally would want to eat everyday if I could. Are there days that you desire so much to have something that you know you shouldn’t have or you can’t have? The battle can be tough.

Choosing to be thankful for the crisp delicious apple on your desk when all you want is chocolate can be hard sometimes. Yet, the moment we fully appreciate that apple and take our first sweet juicy bite, we are typically satisfied and the piece of chocolate isn’t so tempting any longer.

With my birthday a handful of days away I’ve been reflecting on this past year and realizing I have so much to be grateful for, but there’s still a tiny piece of me that struggles with things I didn’t get accomplished or goals not met or time that was not well spent. It’s the same thing every year. Do any of us really accomplish all we want out of our lives or am I the only failure? Regardless of how much that tiny piece of me bothers me, I choose gratitude. Why? God has commanded us to be thankful, for our good and His glory.

Gratitude is a matter of obedience. There are days when I don’t feel like being thankful while driving to work after being up most of the night or being thankful for the job I have b/c I really just want to be at home with my boys or being thankful that I’m still walking but in so much pain, but that’s not the point. He’s commanded me to be thankful and as I learn to have gratitude then it draws me closer to Him. And that is my ultimate goal each day; to be near to Him, to feel Him, to know Him better. The bible is pretty clear in telling us that God inhabits the praises of His people (Psalm 22:3). He lives in the place of praise and if I want to be where He is, then I need to go where he resides.

Lately, as my disability continues to remind me that it’s there, that I need to stop ignoring it and stop trying to live like it’s not a part of who I am, I’m less and less grateful for its existence upon my life. The whole premise of this blog was to encourage you to be grateful for your imperfections like I’m grateful for my Spina Bifida, no matter what. I know those days are hard and some days are even harder than just the standard hard ones. Knowing that my physical imperfection restricts me from so many things is so frustrating. I look at my life and realize that some things that I want, like to be pregnant with another sweet baby, are just not possible for me anymore. It’s infuriating some days and it’s just not fair. Where is my peace?

If we were sitting across the table from each other, you could tell me what’s stealing your peace right now without having to think hard. You may be grieving a loss that never settles far from your conscious thoughts. You may be crying yourself to sleep at night over a situation that is beyond your ability to control—a failing marriage, a little one undergoing diagnostic medical tests. Maybe you’re facing some health issues of your own, or your income just isn’t meeting your monthly expenses, or your family is in turmoil over some issue.

I know that I can and should pray about these things, but praying is not all I can or should do. Paul wrote, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:6-7) There is it again, choosing to be thankful.

To put it even more simply: In every situation … prayer plus thanksgiving equals peace.

When prayer teams up with gratitude, when we open our eyes wide enough to see God’s mercies even in the midst of our pain, and when we exercise faith and give Him thanks even when we can’t see those mercies, He meets us with His indescribable peace. It’s a promise.

Prayer is vital, but to really experience His peace, we must come to Him with gratitude. Hard gratitude. Costly gratitude. The kind that trusts that He is working for our good even in unpleasant circumstances, the kind that overwhelms our troubled hearts and minds with His unexplainable peace.

God’s peace is one of the many blessings that live on the other side of gratitude. Today, will you choose gratitude?

xoxo,

Krista

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