.me.

Hey, friend.

I’m Bethany J.—a writer from the lovely Midwest, where I read books and watch the sky and plants things that sometimes sprout.

I like black coffee in my mug, sunrises, sunsets, old people (and their sweaters), hikes toward horizon views, Fernando Ortega songs, and reading in squares of sunlight.

I write because God created me to reflect his magnificence and because my parents put books into my little-girl hands.

 

.my faith.

I believe God is holy and glorious (Isaiah 6:3).

Every inch of the world is sin-stained (Romans 3:23).

Jesus is God’s Son and my Savior— the only bridge between God and sinful people like me. His death reversed sin’s curse and his life sealed Satan’s death (Matthew 16:16; John 14:6; Romans 8:3).

Jesus is coming again to herald an already but not-yet kingdom (1 Corinthians 15:23-25).

He calls me to know God more, enjoy his glorious grace, and proclaim the gospel to the ends of the earth (Jeremiah 46:10; Psalm 119:15-16; Matthew 28:19-20).

God’s holy Word is a book of God’s holy words, breathed by his Spirit (2 Timothy 3:16).

Its truth shouldn’t be smeared or tweaked or sugarcoated (Revelation 22:18-19).

Creation is breathing with beauty (Genesis 1:31).

Time is precious (Ephesians 5:15-16).

And we get to redeem it all as image-bearers of the God who redeemed us (1 Peter 2:9-12).

 

.my blog.

I write about Jesus, mountains, Psalms, suffering, oak trees, books, the gospel, and family. I write about who you and I are before a God who is nothing like us, yet chooses to love us fiercely.

This blog is where I explore and ponder and study and look closely at God’s Word and world. (And it’s where I invite you to join me.)

Because God is endlessly worthy of our worship.

I call this pocket of the Internet Bethany J’s Journal because it’s nothing more than my thoughts and insights– inklings of a beautiful truth and hope.

 

I hope this blog is a patch of sunlight in a dark world. I pray it’s a place where Jesus shines through my words, as lamplight coloring the windows of our true Home.

 

.you.

Finally, thank you.

For reading to the end of this page, for clicking open my weekly emails, for reading my words, for hiking beside me on this hard but lovely journey.

I appreciate you deeply.

In God’s love,

bethany j.

 

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