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They thanked her, but didn’t need any help at the time. Every day she called and asked if they needed anything. On occasion, they asked her to travel with them, but they didn’t need her, Jenny realized. She eventually went to work in the church bookstore at Eagle Mountain International Church, which gave her flexibility to travel with them should they ask her. Being Available Available. That word kept dropping in her heart. Looking it up in the dictionary, she learned that available meant “to be suitable and ready for use.” Certain that she needed to be available to preach, Jenny went to talk to her boss. “I’m turning in my two weeks’ notice. I need to be available to the Lord, to be suitable and ready for use.” On her last day working in the bookstore, Jenny got a call from her grandparents. “Would you mind coming to our house? We need to talk to you about something.” When Jenny arrived, they said, “Jenny, our nutritionist, Carlo, has to leave the country for visa reasons. We were wondering if you would be available to cook for us.” Available. Wait. Instead of preaching the gospel, God was calling her to…cook? She couldn’t cook. All her attempts had turned into weird concoctions. She was not a cook. “Carlo had a doctorate,” Jenny says. “I was a worship leader dropout. I had no idea how to cook. But my grandparents asked if I was available. I was a little confused, but I told them that I knew 100%, this was the next step God had for me. “I followed Carlo around for a month, learning from him. I soon realized that I wasn’t just cooking for my grandparents. I was also cooking for their guests! The first week, Keith and Phyllis Moore stayed with them. They were my leaders in Missouri and now I was cooking for them. I had no idea what I was doing. “I had to lean on God’s grace all the time. One of the first things I learned was discerning the difference between when my grandpa was my papa and when he was my prophet. Sometimes, while I was cooking, he poured out beautiful, precious revelations from God. I stood over the stove, weeping. There were other times when the revelation was so great that I didn’t want to miss a word of it. I put the food aside and sat still, listening. “I didn’t just cook in their home. I traveled with them everywhere they went. I cooked in hotel kitchens and in bathrooms. I not only learned to cook, I gained far more than I ever gave. A Heart for the Fatherless “My parents had divorced when I was 17, and the Lord revealed so much to me about the Father’s love that I started writing my first book during those years while cooking for my grandparents. The book was written for young people, to help them find comfort in the Father’s love. As I wrote it, I learned so much about the healing touch of a father’s love. The book, "Abba: Finding Comfort in the Father After Your Parents’ Divorce," was a first step on a journey to minister to the fatherless. “God so stirred my heart to love the fatherless that it became a prayer burden. Every time I thought about orphans I wept. I was 23 years old, single and thinking about adoption. It was weird, but I knew it was the Lord moving me to compassion. “After three years of serving my grandparents, the Lord released me to step out into my own ministry. It was hard to leave my grandparents, but they prayed their blessing over me.” In 2014, Jenny started her ministry, Love to the Nations. Every place she spoke, she asked the pastor, “Is there an orphanage you’re connected to? Are there abandoned children? What’s the orphan crisis like?” When she asked those questions on a trip to Greece, the answers she received set her heart on fire. BVOV : 15

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