An Experienced Speaker

Who Speaks with Grit, Growth, and Grace

I’ve lived a life full of winding roads, some paved with promise, others forged through fire. I’ve homeschooled and harvested, preached and planted. I’ve litigated in courtrooms, spoken in churches, and whispered prayers through diesel hum in the middle of nowhere.

I’ve walked away from comfort, trusted God with ashes, and found beauty again and again in the Hands that never let me go.

My Story is stitched together with second chances, quiet miracles, and a voice that refuses to stop praying –especially when life feels messy.

A Calling to Prayer

Prayer is not my Platform.
It’s my Lifeline.

Over the past decade, God has allowed me to encourage thousands to pray—individually and collectively—through my ministry and through heartfelt creations like the Miracle Prayer Box Experiences, the From Robyn With Love prayer letter, and the PEACE Prayer Retreats and PEACE Prayer Circles I host and nurture into being with joy and expectancy.

My words come not from a place of perfection, but from a heart that knows the struggle—of not knowing what to say, of falling asleep mid-prayer, of doubting whether any of it matters.

But I’ve also known the God who answers.
The God who sees.
The God who still works miracles.
And I can’t help but invite you to know Him too.

A Speaker Who’s Rooted in Real Life

From country roads to Courtroom and Back

I’m a former attorney and federal law clerk turned Christian motivational speaker, prayer retreat host, and inspirational retail merchandiser. A once-hobby farmer. A longtime homeschool mom of one. And, believe it or not, a certified 18-wheel truck driver.

I’ve walked the quiet, tree-lined streets of small towns, and hurried the sidewalks of cities that never sleep. I’ve carried prayers through the stillness of Michigan farmland and breathed them upward through the siren-soaked skies of Los Angeles and New York City.

Now a single mom and empty nester whose daughter is studying “out east,” I’ve returned to my hometown of Caro, Michigan—a quiet, soulful place with main street buildings and businesses dating to the mid-1800’s and old homes that carry stories of their own.

With my dog, Socrates, by my side, and the Holy Spirit still leading, I’ve traded the loud for the lovely. And it’s from here that I continue the work God put on my heart long ago.

Because no matter where I’ve been—on highways or homesteads, in courtrooms or quiet chapels—my message has always stayed grounded in the holy intersection of grit and grace. I don’t teach prayer from a pedestal; I share it from a life that’s been lived, loved, and led by faith.