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Welcome!! My name is Kristina Jossund. I’ve been blessed to be the wife to an amazing man and pastor, mother to three beautiful souls; and a daughter, sister, and friend to many others. There is nothing that I love more in this life than Jesus Christ and people!! I am so thrilled you stopped in for a visit. We all need a cozy place where we get away from the hustle and bustle of a world drunk on motion and are refreshed in our soul and encouraged for the journey ahead.

I hope my blog can be a place like that for you. My heart in doing this was to flesh out the unconventional journey that the Lord has taken me on to draw me close to His beautiful Self. I am a pretty broken person – but I have an amazing Saviour.

In 2014 I entered a very dark valley, and in my struggle to know what to do with all my broken pieces and shattered health, I had to look to the One Who formed me and loved me long before I ever drew my first breath. My Martha-syndrome died a painful, natural death. I simply did not have the strength to do everything that I once had, or still wanted, to do. I was forced to be still … to lie down in green pastures … to let the Good Shepherd restore my soul.

I did not even realize how much restoring my soul needed. My mantra had been “Full of faith and good works.” I would tell myself that over and over as I tended my babies in a sleep deprived state, spent hours counseling on the phone or in person, fell from one spontaneous bout of hospitality to another, made meals for moms with new babies or drive homemade soup and bread to a sick mama from our flock. I cooked and decorated for our church events, taught ladies’ Bible studies, tended nursery, played the piano and sang for church, and taught Sunday School. I was very glad to “spend and be spent” for the good of my people.

The wrong was not in the actual activities and causes that I was pursuing with all of my strength – it was that somehow in the mix of serving God I had stopped pursuing Christ. I had forgotten to leave off serving and sit at His feet. I had abandoned the greater works of worship, intercessory prayer, meditation – I no longer knew how to be still and know that He was God. I had lost touch with the enriching beauty of quietness and confidence. My life had devolved down into a series of doing instead of being.

It took buying (unknowingly) a home that was riddled with toxic mold and water damage, being systemically poisoned by its toxic emissions, the loss of almost all our earthly possessions, the destruction of our finances, and the shattering of our health – for me to stop. As I laid in bed just trying to survive the next breath, the next moment, the next hour and day … I cried out to my Abba, Father. As time moved on and it turned from one year into another and another and it became obvious that we needed further medical treatment if we were ever going to get better – medical treatment that was outside our realm of possibility – it devastated me. All of me. My dreams for the present and the future kept dancing outside my reach and I was powerless to do anything about it. In my grief and hopelessness, I realized that I needed God to intervene because the truth was, I no longer knew how to live my life.

And in that place of utter need, He spoke. My heart was finally open, soft, and pliable. Suffering had plowed the fallow ground, and it was now open for the Husbandman of my soul to start dropping the seed of His Word – His healing truth – into its upturned face.

I want to share this journey with you because I know that I am not the only one out there who has had life spin out of control. It helps to know that we are not alone; that this path has been well trodden by others and is not abandoned. I want to magnify the Lord and His ways, to share the comfort, hope, and promises He gives me. And just maybe – share some of the laughs and joy He sprinkles along the way.

So welcome friend, beloved sister in Christ. Curl up with your favorite hot drink and let’s be refreshed together!

With all my heart,
Kristy