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.
Refreshments
There’s a phrase in the English language that’s better than most things one can hear in life. I’m speaking, of course, of the statement:…
A proper lament
My teenage son recently joined the ranks of those who can be given the moniker “Brace Face”—the world of orthodontia. This is a painful…
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…
Spring in our steps with God
The groundhog never saw this one coming. Longest. Winter. Ever. I live in Wisconsin; we Midwesterners are used to being stuck inside over the…
Three quarantine insights
We’ve been “stuck at home/safer at home” for over a month now, and it feels a lot longer than that. And here are a…
Spread peace
I’m out of toilet paper. This is ridiculous. I don’t even understand why people are hoarding toilet paper, but now I’m regretting that time…
Enough
“I didn’t get enough sleep last night.” “There’s not enough coffee to get me through this day.” “I didn’t study enough for that test.”…
Free gloves
Recently my two older boys attended a youth group event at our church. Before enjoying pizza and a Packers game (two quintessential youth group…
Do not be afraid!
Do not be afraid! Mary, you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a Son, and you will name…
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…
Church potluck
Aside from the obvious ones like raindrops on roses and warm woolen mittens, I have another favorite thing: a good old-fashioned church potluck. People…
The two most important things I say to my kids
If you were to ask my kids to do an impression of me, they would probably pronounce (in a funny voice, because that’s apparently…