How Beulah Found Me.

The Reset & The Vision

A few years ago, after walking through some of life’s hardest valleys and making difficult choices, I found myself in a "What now?" moment with God.

During that time, I became deeply drawn to Thomas Cole’s painting, The Voyage of Life: Youth. I would have my eyes closed and for no reason, I would see this painting vividly inside my mind. I eventually bought a copy, and now have it framed on my wall. As I researched it, I discovered like many others, Cole was influenced by The Pilgrim’s Progress, and also that there was once a similar painting he was inspired by called The Land of Beulah.

Life moved forward and I married the unparalleled love of my life and best friend, Mr. Driscoll.

But last September, something shifted inside me. I realized I had been given a new life, but I hadn’t done anything with the vision God gave me or the ministry idea I had to encourage others. I hit the reset button, took a road trip, and asked God to show me the way. During that trip, I heard a sermon about creating space for the Lord to fill. Not a full blueprint, just ... space.

What I clearly heard in my spirit was:

"Create the Space, and Tell the Story."

The Heartbreak of the Physical Place

That same week, God showed me the painting again. Of all things, featured in a beautiful room on an episode of the TV show The Blacklist. It felt like a direct confirmation.

In my mind, I thought He was calling me to build a physical retreat space. I spent months envisioning every detail, reimagining the classic allegory for the modern woman: House Beautiful wasn't a palace, but a cozy cottage; the Interpreter’s Place was an art gallery inside beautiful ruins. But then, a property sale I was hoping would happen fell through, and I was absolutely devastated. After that heartbreak, a deep peace settled over me, and I felt God saying:

I never said it had to be a physical place. Create the space and tell the story.

Writing for the Modern Woman

So, I started typing. I began looking at John Bunyan's classic through the eyes of a modern woman and realized how eerily similar our world still is. Today, we still meet the Talkatives, the Ill-Favored Ones, and the Flatterers. We are still looking down at the Muck Rakes in our hands, and we desperately need a Chamber of Peace. I learned that Beulah is not the Promised Land.

Rather, it is the Land of His Promises.

I have seen so many of those promises come alive that I literally feel like I can see them written faintly across the sky sometimes.

I'll say God did you just now..?

Knocking on the Gate

Knowing that a pilgrim has to knock on the Wicket Gate to begin, I was looking for a symbol. Around that time, I was cleaning out my garage and found an old, brass lion door knocker that had been given as a gift years ago but never used. Now, it hangs on the wall of my "Chamber Of Peace." I use it and knock every day because the Word says to knock, to be intentional - and to not be afraid to look silly or to be bold like a lioness.

(Coincidentally, Raign’s version of Knockin' on Heaven's Door played in the very final episode of that same TV series. I knew it was the song for this journey.)

The Red Rose Legacy

There are red roses for a reason in the story. You'll know why when you see them.

The journey of faith that I have been on first awakened in my spirit when I was just six years old. My grandmother named Beulah, whom I was extremely close to, was killed in a car accident while our family was visiting her on vacation in the mountains. Less than an hour before she went to meet Jesus, she had given a beautiful testimony about how she could not wait to see Him one day. Her passing woke up my spirit, and within that year, I gave my life to Christ. She went to the Celesital City , her Heavenly Home in the painting on June 12, 1983.

In honor of her memory, on June 12th, International Red Rose Day, and also Sacred Heart Day, this story and this land became available to pilgrims everywhere that are remembering that heaven is just across the border and we have an important calling on our life to discover.

What started as a dream for a piece of property has become a living sanctuary -a peaceful borderland of refreshment for pilgrims.

This is a breathing space where, as John Bunyan wrote 'every day the flowers appear in the earth,' new life is always blooming through fresh creativity, stories of real people, daily promises of God's love, and spirit-inspired products. I invite you here to reside, find hope, share in this journey, and discover exactly who you were created to be.

Welcome to The Land of Beulah