Dana Belmore

So I don’t like writing bios. These things give me hives. How can I possibly describe the core of who I am in 200 words or less? I’d rather talk about Fixer Upper. I may need Benadryl after this.

Here goes. I’m a flip-flop loving southern lady, homegrown in Cajun country, but transplanted to the frigid mountains of Alaska. Sadly, I can now only wear flip-flops two months out of the year. Thus, don’t ask me to show off my pedicure until closer to June. I’m a huge fan of coffee, Rocketdogs, and Noonday, and despite several attempts, my disgust for Brussel sprouts and beef tongue remains solid. (Don’t ask.) I protect my sanity by running, reading, writing, and staying connected to Jesus, my best friends, and my family.

What brought me to Alaska? Jesus. My family serves as missionaries in Anchorage, working with college students on the campus of the University of Alaska. My high-volume family of five consists of one handsome beard-loving Steelers football obsessed husband, one teenage son with the loudest laugh and love for all things Lecrae, one tender-hearted rock climbing artistic daughter, and one Boston Terrier, who would rather be a cat. My daughter, Ruthie, and I just embarked on a super fun partnership as Noonday Collection Ambassadors. And we’re homeschoolers. Yeah, our life is never dull.

My mama taught me early on always to be real with people. Maybe that’s why plastic Christianity drives me mad. Writing allows me to flush out truth from fiction, and it helps me clear my head and heart. In fact, my favorite thing to write about is Jesus and what He’s teaching me. I’m always thrilled (and a bit nervous) to share about my crazy, messed-up life and how the Lord still chooses to use me. So whatever wisdom and knowledge He shares with me, I’ll pass on to you. No sense in keeping it to myself.

BEST DAY Ever: Number 2673

BEST DAY Ever: Number 2673

I am such a wimp. Seriously. Who knew I’d be living in The Last Frontier, embracing and relishing the cold and snow and doing things like flying four-wheelers down a narrow, bumpy, muddy trail through moose and bear country, then pausing said wild ride to pick blueberries on the trail with my fellow female trailblazers. If you had told me I’d hold fairly limited qualms regarding the use of h ...[Read More]

Are You Fit to Lead?

Are You Fit to Lead?

I grew up playing simple games like Red Rover, Hide and Seek, Red Light Green Light, and Simon Says during recess and after school with my neighborhood tribe. Simon Says was a fave with us Big Kids. I relished tripping the littles up. The hardest one? Rub your belly and pat your head at the same time, except I’d demand the one and do the opposite; I’d pat my belly and rub my head. This sneaky swit ...[Read More]

It’s Time to Raise Your Ebenezer

It’s Time to Raise Your Ebenezer

It’s been a tough week, hasn’t it? The media has bombarded us with stories of hate and violence and fear. People behaving badly and taking out their rage and anger on the innocent and the helpers. The news and Facebook leave us empty and confused and worried. Our brows furrow and deepen as we ask ourselves the question, “Could this happen here? Has the world gone mad? Is this the end?” And then we ...[Read More]

Check Your Gaze, Girls

Check Your Gaze, Girls

I will never poke fun of Peter again. Ever. Take a few moments to read Matthew 14:13-36. What are your thoughts? Here’s Jesus, feeding five thousand men with a mere five loaves of bread and two fish.  (And that’s not counting the ladies and mass of kids.) Not only that but how many full baskets of broken pieces do the disciples have left over? Twelve. Twelve. A personal feast for each of them. Who ...[Read More]

Come with Me to the Water

Come with Me to the Water

Come with me to the water, friends. Come with me. This simple statement has echoed in my mind this past week. Over and over, this rhythm of words has hummed through my soul, and this idea of water and washing has pulled me deeper into the Word and placed you on my heart. Water heals and cleanses and purifies, yes? It washes away the dirt and grime, removing the ugly and the nasty and the dirt.  &# ...[Read More]

Giants and Battles and Spies, Oh My

Giants and Battles and Spies, Oh My

I’m always blown away by the physical things the Lord uses to remind me of His love and faithfulness. Let me give you an example. I’m an Ambassador for the fabulous Fair Trade company,  Noonday. We partner with twenty-nine artisan businesses in twelve countries around the world. Think Uganda, Haiti, Peru, Vietnam, Ethiopia, Guatemala, and more. Here’s the thing, friends. These crazy amazing men an ...[Read More]

Throwing Stones and Roasting Pigs: The Art of Letting Go

Throwing Stones and Roasting Pigs: The Art of Letting Go

I live in a pretty incredible place. Who am I kidding? Alaska is STUNNING. No day is identical, and every day has the potential to be an adventure. The wildlife is crazy impressive. (Round of applause for no snakes or roaches!) Our summer sun never sets, and we’ve got mountains and glaciers and islands and rivers and ocean and volcanoes. And did I mention our lovely June and July temps? Who doesn’ ...[Read More]

Super Friends

Super Friends

Are you aware that June 8th is National Best Friend Day? It’s a real thing, y’all, although I’ve never seen a Hallmark card to celebrate it. Have you? No matter. Never pass up an opportunity to throw a shindig! Grab your favorite Betty Crocker cake mix and icing and a tub of Cookies and Cream and have at it. I think we should take advantage of this obscure national holiday to chat about best frien ...[Read More]

No Tree is Taking My Place in the Choir

No Tree is Taking My Place in the Choir

“Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; and let them say among the nations, “The Lord reigns.” Let the sea roar, and all it contains; let the field exult, and all that is in it. Then the trees of the forest will sing for joy before the Lord; for He is coming to judge the earth. I give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; for His lovingkindness is everlasting.” 1 Chronicles 16: 31-34 I’ ...[Read More]

No More Excuses, Y’all

No More Excuses, Y’all

Ain’t nobody got time for a wreck. Slow it down. I discovered this small slice of practical advice plastered on every electronic safety billboard hovering over this stretch of interstate in Tennessee. I’d love to shake the hand of the person who typed that little nugget of truth into the state system. Bravo, my friend. Your humor is on point. My family of four is currently 1,000 miles into a 6,700 ...[Read More]

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