Missy Martens
Missy lives in Green Bay, Wisconsin, with her husband, Jon, where they own and run Copper State Brewing Company. She homeschools their four active children, oftentimes at the brewery, and they somehow keep learning in spite of her. Missy loves witty banter, adventures of all sorts, and coffee . . . lots of coffee. And Jesus . . . lots of Jesus.
Every knee. Every tongue.
“They went on their way, and the star they had seen when it rose went ahead of them until it stopped over the place…
Good gifts
Not too long ago, my mom sent me a picture of a list she found deep in some storage bin. This was a Christmas…
We must not diminish
My heart is heavy. It is grieving for dear friends of mine who have been through an unfathomable tragedy. For someone who normally leans…
No “meh” in Messiah
“Behold!” we sang just a few short weeks ago. “Come and see!” we were told. “Joy to the world!” we cried with gusto. “Let…
Superfans for the LORD
I don’t know if you’re quite as hip as I am (cue raucous laughter), but perhaps you’ve seen the news stories surrounding a certain…
Holy, holy, holy
I learned a new word the other day. I fancy myself to be a word nerd with a decently large vocabulary, so this doesn’t…
Be still
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the…
Axe, seek, knock
They went to the Jordan and began to cut down trees. As one of them was cutting down a tree, the iron axehead fell…