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The Story Behind My Cross Necklace

by on ‎12-10-2014 07:45 PM - last edited on ‎06-20-2015 09:56 AM by

I can't even remember when my mom gave it to me. It’s one of those things a grown up gives you that mean so much to them, but in the self-centered haze of youth, means a forced "thanks" to you.

 

 

I didn't think about it much, but it made it through eight moves in ten years. It survived every time I cleaned out and got rid of things that didn't mean enough to pack up and move on to the new chapter; but it didn't get worn regularly until I started working at QVC.

 

Part of that is because my faith became even more important to me when I got to the east coast. I had a great church in San Diego, and an awesome mentor in both news and in Christianity while I was at ABC those six years before the Q. But, in every workplace leading up to the Q, my beliefs were more of an “after work activity.” 

 

 

That sounds awful, because I know that back then, God yearned to be the center of every second of my life, with the intensity that I yearn to be with my children every moment. However, I was "doing news" without Him. I prayed…I didn't hide my Christianity. But I would never, ever, ever talk about it on TV. Not that I should have. It wasn't the place. But when you spend so much time focusing on something like a high paced career in broadcast news, and don't make God a part of the minute-to-minute workings, there can be times when you get so wrapped up you forget about Him.

 

 

Next to the faith it took to make it though the months of waiting for our birth mom to sign the papers and give us Grace; choosing to leave news and our family on the west coast and work at QVC was the most faith-testing time of my life. There were other options…easier options. But for the first and only time in my life, I really felt the Lord (after months on my knees not hearing him) tell me to get to the east coast. It brought me closer to Him. My faith intensified with the trust it took to change my life. God wanted me here, and I’m convinced there are at least two core reasons why.

 

1.) QVC allows me a platform to share my story with women who need to hear it.

 

I’m not quiet about my years of infertility and the adoption process. And sadly, I’m still going through the heartbreak of miscarriage, infertility and loss every day. But, my struggle has helped so many women talk about their own. And talking is where we all start to heal.

 

2.) QVC doesn't make me hide my Lord.

 

I wouldn't have made it through any of the pain I’ve endured without Jesus Christ. I wouldn't be here. My kids wouldn't be here. My husband wouldn't be here. All the things that make me me, that give me the stories I tell when I’m presenting products on QVC, wouldn't be here without Him. These days, I talk about Him and share Him every day multiple times a day. I’m not a preacher, I’m not forcing people to change who they are, or unaccepting of those who don’t love Jesus, I just talk. And naturally, what He has done in my life comes through.  

 

 

So I don't think it was a coincidence that my old cross from my mom made its way into my locker at work when I first started at QVC. And it’s not by chance that in my first few months on the air a stylist pulled it out and layered it with a couple other chains to help me create a look. And it’s more than happenstance that hundreds of you asked about that cross on Facebook and QVC buyers took notice.

 

And so I feel like the fact that you will be able to buy my cross is truly heaven sent. We worked hard to make sure the cross is almost identical to the old one my mom gave me, likely more than two decades ago. Of course this one is newer and shinier and crafted in Italy out of yellow, white or rose bronze. The chain is a bit longer-- 30 inches, which is perfect for me, and something you asked for. I’ve been excited since I saw the prototypes three months ago. I couldn't wait to wear them myself!  

 

 

I know people are drawn to crosses for many reasons other than faith. They are pretty, simple, flattering. You don't have to be a Christian to admire the look of a slimming piece of precious metal against your chest. But, of course for me, there is more. These crosses mean so much to me personally. Each one is a tangible reminder that I am right where I belong.  

 

I pray, truly pray, that you will love your cross as much as I love mine. I hope whomever you gift it to will feel joy when they put it on and remember you every time they wear it. Maybe you’ll pass it down to your daughter or hang it prominently in your bathroom to give you strength each day. Perhaps you will wear it to work to remind you to stay centered, or just use the length to layer with other pieces. Whatever you do with it I pray that your cross will have its own story. And one day, you will share it with the world.

 

A huge thank you to all of my Facebook friends who kept asking for this. Without you, it wouldn't have happened!  Be sure to check on my Facebook page to stay connected with me.

 

{To get your own cross, you shop for it HERE}

 

Your friend in faith,

 

Kerstin