The Harvest and the Promise

The Harvest and the Promise

By Lacey Hartman

"The people refused to enter the pleasant land, for they wouldn't believe His promise to care for them" (Psalm 106:24).

I can totally relate to this verse! There have been moments on my journey where my unbelief, fear, and worry overshadowed God's promises.

In the pre-launch phase, I knew He had called us, but I also knew it was going to take some crazy work to start a church and then to pastor a baby church. There was a new land He wanted us to sow seed in and harvest! I have often thought of harvest as a high feeling where you have momentum, wind in your sails, and great energy.  

Perhaps the phrase, “the harvest is ripe,” must mean that hundreds of people are going to get saved and no doubt come to our church. Ever been there?!  

When we truly think about harvest, we are reminded that harvest is hard! In harvest season you are putting in long hours, sweat equity, and facing loneliness because the workers in the field are few! Our unbelief, fear, fatigue, and worry (fill in your own woe!) can overshadow God’s promises, and, like the Israelites, we can get to a place where we forfeit the very dream God has for our lives because we don’t trust His promise!

Let’s remember His faithfulness!   

One day my husband felt God say, "You are going to be moving." This may not seem like an earth shattering statement to you, but for us, those six words changed our life!  That was all God said in the moment. Nothing more. No writing on the wall, no burning bush, just a deep assurance that we would be moving and we needed to be prepared for a leap.

We had no idea that would mean God moving us to the Little Apple – Manhattan, KS. We had heard nothing about the 65% of people unclaimed to any faith in this town. Our minds hadn't even thought to dream about connecting the unconnected and providing a safe place to find and follow Jesus in that community.

"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him" (1 Corinthians 2:9).

Wherever you find yourself today, remind yourself of the promises of God. The same God who spoke the stars into existence knows your name and loves you! He doesn't love you for the work you are doing, but He loves you for YOU!

Whatever the world may say or not say about the role you are playing on this earth, God is PLEASED WITH YOU as you surrender to Him and love others like He loves you! The God of the universe is singing over you! He is fighting for you.

Let us look forward with joy to the days ahead and the land He is calling us to take!

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Lacey Hartman serves alongside her husband, Troy, at Rock Hills Church in Manhattan, KS. She has been a pastor’s wife and leader for 10 years.

Lacey is passionate about empowering others to take next steps. Troy and Lacey have two vibrant daughters, Jovi and Jade. When Lacey isn’t reminding her daughter’s to stop jumping on the couches, she enjoys reading, movies, and pedicures (who doesn’t?!)!

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Count On It

Count On It

by Jenny Wheeler

“But don’t begin until you count the cost. For who would begin construction of a building without first calculating the cost to see if there is enough money to finish it?” Luke 14:28 (NLT)

This powerful go-to verse has been with me all of my life and has truthfully driven many of my decisions. We certainly heard it a lot during our church planting interviews, evaluations, boot camp, and launch process. As a pastor’s wife for 15 years and church planter for the past six, counting the cost comes easily for me.

Let’s face it, we don’t do this for the paycheck, the fame, or because we have nothing better to do. So we learn early on to count the cost, and, before long, we’re counting it all.

Counting the losses we’ve endured.
Counting the pennies in our bank account.
Counting the people we thought were with us for the long haul but left.
Counting the hours until we can get a few moments alone to rest.
Counting the empty seats every Sunday.
Counting the times we’ve had to say no to vacation yet again.
Counting the weeks that have gone by with no new visitors.
Counting the offering, hoping we can finally get paid.
Losing count of the tears we’ve cried, feeling like our efforts are in vain.

I’m pretty good at counting, y’all – good at counting the losses and heartbreaks, and keen to count the sacrifices required to birth something from nothing.

If I count too much my spirit gets discouraged, causing me to wonder why we were crazy enough to do this church planting thing in the first place.

However, the past few weeks God has been challenging me to see this verse differently. And here’s what He whispered to my weary soul:

“Because you serve Me, you also get the joy of counting the rewards.”

Oh how patient He is with me, teaching me how to count all over again!!

Count the lives that have been changed, including my own.
Count the prayers He’s answered.
Count the lessons you’ve learned. Even the hard ones? Yes, those too.
Count the miracles you’ve seen.
Count the people who have stayed.
Count the ones who sowed for a season and got you here.
Count the losses as gains because He who called you is faithful.
Count your blessings, and don’t even try to name them one-by-one, because you’ll never be able to count that high.

When we count the cost but neglect to count the reward, we come up empty. But, if we count the many things God has done and will do because of our obedience and surrendered lives, we’ll find that it’s always worth it.

And we can always count on Him. He’s the true reward.

Insecurities, exhaustion, weariness, financial lack, those who walk away, or any other factor may attempt to count us out. But He has counted us worth the risk. He has counted us worth the cost. The glorious reward of being His will always add up to more than whatever we must give up.

You can count on it. 

Through poetry, blogging, songwriting and worship leading, Jenny Wheeler has spent nearly 40 years expressing God’s love using the power of words.

In 2010, she and husband, Chad, embarked on a journey after 15 years of youth and worship pastoring to start a new church in Charlotte, NC. REACH Church is a relational and discipleship based church where Jenny serves as Worship Director and speaks on occasion.

In addition to serving at REACH, Jenny is a full time administrative assistant and continues to write and release music as well.

Post-Planting Partum

Post-Planting Partum

By Ashley Randleman

Signing up for this thing called church planting has been the most exciting, amazing ride of my entire life. Better than moving to Europe as a teenager. Better than traveling the world for five years. Better than running marathons and jumping out of a “perfectly good airplane.”

It has also been the most demanding, exhausting, challenging, and sometimes overwhelming thing I’ve ever said “yes” to. Please hear me as I assure you, I love it. All of it. The good, the bad, and the ugly.

I view church planting as giving birth to your baby. Giving high-fives to the team after 70 people showed up on our launch Sunday 3 1/2 years ago was much the same type of interaction as the doctor congratulating my husband after we delivered our third child.

Adrenaline was pumping and spirits were soaring. The coffee was hot. The brownies were fresh. The chairs were new. The message was strong. His presence was thick. God was good.

Ten weeks after our launch, I gave birth to baby #3. Wading through the scary world of postpartum with a brand new baby, two little boys, a brand new city, home, AND church left me feeling exhausted, emotional, and vulnerable.

At home, we were adjusting. At church, God was busy showing off. We were experiencing weekly salvations, generous offerings, and returning visitors.

After a late-night grocery run and a quick phone call with my dad, I was finally able to connect the dots. I was experiencing some degree of post-planting-partum (if there was a such thing)!

We had just come out of an extremely condensed season of dreaming, praying, and planning — of planting. And now that we had done just that, I was feeling the weight and responsibility of what I had truly signed up for.

Luke 9:62 says, “But Jesus told him, "Anyone who puts a hand to the plow and then looks back is not fit for the Kingdom of God.”

This calling was a serious one. Our focus had shifted from planting our church to pastoring our church. From having our baby to raising our baby.

In a healthy marriage, you don’t bail when things get difficult or challenging. You simply love harder.

It’s the same with pastoring. When you find yourself in the middle of growing pains, building projects, staff changes, and solid families moving away…tighten up your grip on that plow! Worship longer. Pray harder.

I have two words that come to mind when I think about postpartum: “it’s hard.” (“It sucks” sounds a little too brash and unladylike).

It’s hard because anything worth doing well usually is.

Want to run a marathon? Then you better find yourself a 16-week plan, hit the streets, and get those 200+ miles of training-runs in to simply run 26.2.

Want to pastor a church? Your church? The one that you invested all that sweat, blood, and tears into? Then don’t be caught off guard when it’s hard as you experience a few setbacks, obstacles, and heartaches! It’s going to be hard. Jesus promised it.

John 16:33 says, “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

I’m not talking about it’s-hard-let’s-quit kind of hard. I’m talking about, it’s hard so KNOW YOUR GOD! Let Him be your strength and shine through your weaknesses. Don’t look back. Put your armor on. Stand firm then.

Luke 12:48 says, “…For everyone to whom much is given, from him much will be required; and to whom much has been committed, of him they will ask the more.”

Are you experiencing post-planting-partum? Know that God knows, sees, and cares. He’s faithful and He can be trusted!

Is your husband coming home exhausted but equally excited? Awesome. He’s “all in” as well.

I have two more words for you regarding this whole post-planting thing: "it’s great." Really, really great.

Ashley Randleman is a pastor’s wife of ten years and a mother of four (Nathan, Josiah, Lydia, and Titus). She and her husband, Jeremiah, planted River Church in February 2014. Ashley has a heart for the mothers and women in her life and church. She pours into them on a weekly basis from the comfort of her living room carpet over strong coffee and meaningful conversation.

Anxiety, Shame, and the Pastor’s Wife

Anxiety, Shame, and the Pastor’s Wife

By Karen Blandino

“Shame says that because I am flawed, I am unacceptable. Grace says that though I am flawed, I am cherished.”

A few years ago I had my first full-blown panic attack. I had just finished graduate school and was worried about finding a counseling position. I couldn’t give you specifics as to why this happened—perhaps it was the weight of working full-time, graduate school, and family and ministry needs all coming together like a perfect storm. By themselves, none of these felt overwhelming, but when blended together into a giant bowl of responsibility, they were a bit more than what I could mentally sustain. 

Not understanding what was happening to my body, and after a number of tests and visits to the E.R., my family doctor finally prescribed Xanax—and it worked. Everything I had been struggling with—the tingling in my extremities, the racing heart, shortness of breath, and a feeling of dying—suddenly subsided. 

The relief was short lived, because following my panic attacks came feelings of shame. I am a Christian. I am a pastor’s wife. I believe in healing. I have a counseling degree. Psychotropic drugs are for those without a strong faith. These—and others—were the “shaming thoughts” the enemy was working overtime to drop into my mind. I felt isolated, and I was afraid to share my struggles with anyone else. I believed people would judge me for using medication to combat anxiety, and I believed God wouldn’t use somebody like me to pray for others.

Shame is a hard taskmaster and a menacing manipulator. It is poison to the soul. Shame keeps us trapped in the very darkness that Jesus calls us out from. 1 Peter 2:9 says, “But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.”

We live in the middle of strengths and struggles. Even Paul, one of the greatest apostles, was a man of faith, and yet suffered from physical ailments (Galatians 4:13-15). Yes, our bodies are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalms 139:14), and I will stand in faith for complete healing. Until that healing comes, I will not let shame bully me into a corner of inadequacy just because my neuroanatomy (anatomy of the brain and nervous system) is misfiring.

Author Brene Brown observed, “What we don’t need in the midst of our struggle is shame for being human.” Perhaps you, or someone you love, are struggling with anxiety, depression, bi-polar or other mental health issues. Here are three tips to help you find freedom from shame.

1. Shift Your Mindset – Many people struggle with mental health issues. Feelings of being the “only one” or the “abnormal one” are nothing more than lies from the enemy of your soul. Just because anxiety, depression, or other issues taunt you or haunt you, doesn’t mean you’re not “normal.” Everybody struggles…only the strong will admit it.

2. Talk About It – Find a safe friend, pastor, or counselor who can help you walk through this journey. There is healing in empathy and compassion. Fighting battles in isolation only magnifies the struggle and multiplies the feelings of shame.

3. Create a Scripture Wall – Wallpaper your surroundings with Scriptures that declare who you are in Christ. Too often we listen to what everyone else—the media, dysfunctional family members, picture-perfect Facebook friends—say, and we fail to embrace what our Heavenly Father says. Let the voice of the God who is with you and for you drown out the naysayers and the shame makers.

I had to learn to be authentic about this part of my story. I had to choose not to hide it; but instead, weave it into my testimony. I share my story to give you hope and encouragement. 

Sister, God has called you and your family to minister to His church. He placed that local family of believers in your path. Do not let the enemy steal what God set in motion. Do not let the idea that you have to be perfect get in the way of God using you to make a difference. It is in our weakness that He is strong.

May the apostle Paul’s words become your anthem of encouragement:

“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong”

–2 Corinthians 12:9-11

Put shame in its place and be strong. 

Karen Blandino is a pastor's wife, Texan, mother and counselor. She holds a Master's Degree in Counseling from TCU and a Bachelor of Arts in History from UTA. Karen and her husband, Stephen, planted 7 City Church in Fort Worth, Texas, where they serve as lead pastors. Karen is the co-author of Unexpected: What to do when God disrupts your plans. She blogs about healing, friendship and connection at



by Rebecca Burtram

A few weeks ago, I felt like I didn’t have anything left to give. I was so tired. In fact, tired might be an understatement.

I had come through a month long season that was draining emotionally, physically, and spiritually. I was giving of myself in my work, my home, and my ministry. I was seeing great results, but I couldn’t keep it up.

After our Mother’s Day service, I lay down on the gym floor to rest after taking down equipment. As I waited for the trailer to finish being loaded, I let the tears stream from my eyes. The only explanation I could give when our youth pastor happened to walk by was, “I’m just REALLY tired.”

I won’t list all the reasons I was tired; I’m sure you can fill in the blanks from your own similar experiences. Some seasons just require more from us than others. You know it, and God knows it.

God opened doors for rest. First, the series we had been doing that required a good deal of vulnerability, energy, and time from me ended. Next, I asked for prayer from other planting wives. Finally, I was prompted to make small sustainable choices to help me find refreshment.

I started walking/jogging one mile a day with my middle child.

I stopped bringing my laptop home from work.

I started drinking more water.

I said yes to time with friends and family and no to anything that was not essential.

I had done the labor that was required for a season, but I also followed it with the rest that is prescribed for us.

God doesn’t suggest we rest, he commands it ( “Remember the sabbath and keep it holy…”). He modeled it when he rested after creation, and Jesus was known to step away from the crowds to rest. If you study scripture, you will see that rest is actually a pretty big deal.

I was challenged at a conference a few months back to really embrace the sabbath. The speaker pointed out that we demonstrate a lack of faith when we neglect the sabbath. We don’t sabbath because we think everything will fall apart if we aren’t working to hold it all together.

The speaker compared sabbath to tithing. We know God can cause our 90% to stretch as far or farther than 100% of our finances. We need to trust God to do the same with our time and energy.

God has been faithful as I have taken small moments to recharge. He has provided so that nothing has slipped through the cracks.

I’m not so tired now. I am rested and ready to face the next season as it comes.

If you are in a tiring season, I pray God will give you the energy you need and help you to see the little ways you can embrace rest.

Jonathan and Rebecca Burtram planted Redemption Church Charlottesville on Easter of 2016. Rebecca is the author of Our Broken Hallelujahs and blogs about grace and imperfection at She is passionate about helping others know that they are not alone in their struggles or their triumphs. If you have a church planting story to share with other CMN women, contact her at

Dream On

Dream On

by Karen Blandino

Recently, I wrote down six dreams I would love to accomplish in this new season of my life. Perhaps you’ve done the exact same thing.

We write goals for flourishing churches, ministries to those in need, and the ability to fulfill God-given desires uniquely designed for us. We know, oh yes, we know they are from God. 

At first, we are so excited; we want to tell everybody about these dreams. We prepare for the dreams, journal and pray about the dreams, and we continuously check our heart’s motives to stay pure.

Yet…the dream stays in dream mode.

This is the challenging part of dreaming. If we don’t see much progress, we begin to wonder, “Did I get it all wrong?”

As time passes, discouragement may cause us to cry about our dreams, lose hope, or believe the enemy’s lies that the dream was self-motivated. We may even open up Facebook and see someone else living our dreams! 

Then the existential crisis emerges. Does anything I do or dream about really matter? Do I change cities? Do I influence those in power? Will anything I do matter to anyone a day, a week, or even a year from now?

These are difficult questions that come from deep within us. But what is the fuel that drives these questions? Fear? Aging? Sadness? Loneliness? Failure? Embarrassment?

I want my dreams to matter. I want to know that my dreams matter deep in my heart and my spirit, even when I don’t feel it or see it.

It takes spiritual strength to keep a dream alive. Isaiah 41:10 says:

“Fear not, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed. I am your God. I will strengthen you; I will help you; I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.”

Spiritual strength keeps you from putting the dream on a shelf, like an artifact of a past hope. I have found spiritual strength during times of discouragement by applying these principles:

  1. Remember whom the dream is from. Man cannot quench a God dream. The greater the discouragement, the greater the dream!
  2. Rest in the timing of God. You serve a God who operates outside of time. The One who created time, will bring your dream to fruition in perfect time.
  3. Let the “dream mode time” build your faith. God won’t bring you this far with a dream and then abandon you.
  4. Remember the prayers God HAS answered as you prepare for your dream.
  5. Keep pushing through. When you feel you have reached the end of waiting for your dream, don’t give in.

Psalms 33:6 says:

“The Lord merely spoke, and the heavens were created. He breathed the word, and all the stars were born.”

My sweet friend, today you may have dreams that are placed on a shelf. I want to remind you that your dreams were created by the star-breather!

I pray that the one who breathed the stars into existence will breathe life back into your dream today!

Jesus, I pray you hear our prayers today. Bring life back into our dreams. Bring new clarity, wisdom, and a steadfast hope in you. In Jesus’s name!

Karen Blandino is a pastor's wife, Texan, mother and counselor. She holds a Master's Degree in Counseling from TCU and a Bachelor of Arts in History from UTA. Karen and her husband, Stephen, planted 7 City Church in Fort Worth, Texas, where they serve as lead pastors. Karen is the co-author of Unexpected: What to do when God disrupts your plans. She blogs about healing, friendship and connection at