meeting robin jones gunn

May 2, 2023


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When I was 13 years old, I wrote a letter to this woman because she had written some books that absolutely grabbed me, and I told her I dreamed of being a writer. To my shock, she wrote me back a handwritten note and, at the end, encouraged me to become that writer and love Jesus most of all. 

Over the last 3 decades, I have treasured her books, her words of encouragement, her podcast, her blog posts, and the Hallmark Channel movies (made from her books). 

When my precious daddy died, she wrote me the most tender encouragement and has shared countless times that she is praying for me. 

Last Sunday, a dream came true as I not only got to meet her face to face but had the privilege of spending several hours with this Godly lady who spoke the most precious encouragement into my very tender heart. She took me to the most gorgeous spot in Newport Beach and as we sat overlooking stunning flowers, tall palm trees, boats softly sailing in and the ocean she gently and tenderly renamed a season that has felt so incredibly difficult and painful as "the gathering season". 

As tears gently fell, I listened to the wisdom and knowledge of someone who has faithfully, courageously, and generously loved well. Her wisdom and words spoke wind into tiny embers of dreams that have felt lost and hopeless. Words of hope and faith among beauty were truly graced by the Lords presence, and it was holy. 

Thank you for everything Robin, you are truly my hero, and yesterday was a day I will remember forever from our picnic to the beautiful spot, our laughter, heart sharing, the beautiful intentionality of the spot, but mostly for your kindness and gentle firm encouragement into things that seem impossible. What a gift yesterday was, and I can't wait till we get together again soon! You are a woman I am HONORED to call a kindred spirit.

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