Meet “Lenzi Rose”

I live in a small town in the beautiful mountains of Tennessee with my husband! Growing up bi-racial, adopted, home-schooled, and with a stutter in a predominantly white town… you could say sometimes I felt a little bit out of place! But my story is found in the journey. God had a plan for me and watching it unfold has been one of the greatest joys of my life. No matter what our story is, when we come to God He gives us a new identity found in Him! God is able to do exceedingly abundantly more than we could ever ask for or imagine, as Ephesians 3:20-21 states. Our story is found in God, no matter where we come from or where we go- this is amazing grace! 



Lenzie’s Faith Story

 I was very fortunate to grow up in a loving Christian household. I was taught about Jesus from a very young age and most importantly I saw it lived out every day in my parents lives. Ever heard of people being in the church whenever the doors are open? Yep, that was me!

When I was younger I loved church, but as I entered my preteen years I saw church more as a social gathering with friends more than an invitation to dive deeper in the word and worship- church was getting mundane if I were honest! That was also the age when boys took the forefront of my every thought. I was obsessed with having to have someone! All my “friends” I looked up to had boyfriends, or so it seemed. “Why shouldn’t I?”, I thought. My preteen through early adult life was filled with one empty relationship right after another. I yearned to feel loved, protected, and desired. It wasn’t until I started attending a Christian school my freshman year that I had a gradual heart change. Through morning devotions, preaching, godly friendships, and teachers’ prayers, I discovered that I was enough! The eyes of my heart were enlightened. I was told I had a Heavenly Father who adored me, protected me, and desired to have a relationship with me. I was a daughter of the King. That realization took years to truly internalize and sometimes I would still run back to my old ways. Nonetheless, the seed was planted. I thank God for that school and for those people who spoke truth into my thirsting heart. The Lord’s reckless pursuit to bring me back to himself is something that always draws me to him. He loves me just as He finds me, but loves me too much to leave me that way- He’s a good good father!