Dressing up for church on Sunday is one thing I look forward to all week.

Hello!
My Name is Mika Von Ahn or if you are one of my daycare kids it is my-tuh or Maaarka kinda like marker but not. Welcome to my Blog. It’s a little messy and a work in progress, but I appreciate you visiting and taking the time to visit. A little about me: I was born and raised in a small farming community and often felt that I didn’t belong until recently. I, as an adult, started therapy, and man, that has been helpful in finding who I am and building myself back up. Starting therapy, meeting David, and diving deep into my faith is how we got to where we are, starting this Blog. I was sitting in the nap room at work, strolling through Pinterest, and post after post was about starting a blog. I finally clicked on one and thought, what if other Christians feel the same? What if other Christians believe that they aren’t enough? My therapist would say that is a limited belief, and she’s right! I learned that I was limiting my potential to be a loud, beautiful, messy Christian spouting out the Lord’s Word and love because I thought I wasn’t the right Christian. So here we are, The Messy Christian Blog, to help others feel welcome and normal and to grow and love God just as much as all the other versions!

But back to the beginnings, I was Born and raised in Sherman County, Oregon; I was born to a God-fearing father and a nonbeliever mother. My dad passed when I was a child, and when that happened, I lost contact with the church. I still believed and prayed but didn’t learn and grow in Jesus. I graduated as an almost straight-A student; one B held me back from that goal. I started college because that is what you are supposed to do. I planned to become a business owner with my brothers and own a family-run mechanic shop. Little did I know that God had other plans for me. I was outside working in the yard when Mrs. Canston stopped by and asked me if I was interested in working at the daycare where she was a board member; she thought I would be good at it. Mrs. Cranston was my 7th-grade homeroom teacher and my middle school science teacher. I applied because I was a people pleaser, and why not? It turns out it was indeed my jam. A year later, I started at a different daycare; 1.5 years later, I became the provider/manager, and here I am, still there 14.5 years later. Working with kids, I wholeheartedly believe it is my gift from God, my big heart, my patience, and my child-like joy of life. It all can’t be a coincidence. But I strived to continue to get an education to match my passion with children; I am currently enrolled at EOU, and don’t let that fool you; I started as a business major at the University of Pheonix, then went to CGCC to get a certificate, then upgraded to an associated degree, then I quit. I came back during COVID-19 to leave after a year to transfer to EOU, and at the moment, I am possibly putting my education on pause to focus on my health and blooming relationship. So, if you want a messy friend, here I am, haha.

A little more about me: I am an animal lover; I struggle with wanting to save every creature I can. I am a very crafty person, and my ADHD uses that against me many times. My many hobbies are insane, and I struggle not to add more. Currently, my main hobbies are reading, specifically the Word, and finding books that fit my morals and values but still excite me; I crochet and am working on a few stuffed animal orders that I need to complete by May eek! I have two dogs, one cat and a turtle, and deep down, I want to add on a beta fish, but I keep talking myself out of it. Hera is about to be 8 years old in May; she is a Staffy, Huskie, Collie mix; Hercules is a 2-year-old Chug; Hazel is a 12-year-old lioness who plans on taking over the world; and Athena is my warrior turtle. I do not know how old she is, but I was told by a friend that I needed her a few times because I said no the first three times till I couldn’t turn her down anymore. I am slowly making my way through the bible; my competitive side wants to be a week ahead in a book that guides me through the bible, but at the moment, I feel behind, and now I’m just on time. I love nature and want to get back into hiking and even taking my bible with me so I can enjoy the Word in all the different locations and the beauty of what God has created.

It has taken me a long time to realize that I am perfect (not Jesus perfect but humanly perfect) just the way I am vs. that I wasn’t a good Christian. See, I commented to my therapist one day that I wasn’t a cookie-cutter Christian, and no wonder many people didn’t want to chat with me or become my friend at church and she set me straight and told me that I had a limited belief and gave me this affirmation to say before church. It has become my jam: “God shines through me with the brightest of light. I attract people from all walks of life as friends.” Maybe you should take that note as well and remind yourself frequently. And not that you need reviews, but… If you ask my therapist, I am a light that shines bright in the world; if you ask my bestie, she will tell you, “Everyone needs a Mika in this world because we can’t do life without her.” If you ask my boyfriend, he will tell you that I am the most beautiful woman he has ever set eyes on, and the beauty comes from within and shines even brighter on the outside; if you ask me, I would say I am a hot mess express, a messy Christian, someone who is stumbling with each step but still making each step count as much as possible! I am trying my best, and I know I am a beautiful, caring, worthy soul who wants the best for everyone. And the best and loudest part of me is that I am a Daughter of our Father, our Lord in Heaven. So please pull up a seat, stay for a bit, read a little, learn a little, praise God, grow in your faith, learn a little about gluten and dairy-free, watch me succeed and sometimes fail, laugh with me along the way, and hopefully let me help build you up in one way or another.

If you would like to get in contact, you can reach me at [email protected]. I’m going to try to get into the habit of checking it a few times a week.