From Childlike Faith to Sharing my Faith by Kaycee Quintero

Hi there! My name is Kaycee Quintero (or Kaycee Q., as I go by on Instagram). I am a wife, a mom of three little boys, and, most importantly, a servant of the Most High. I am so grateful for this opportunity to share my heart and testimony with you all!

Around the beginning of 2023, shortly after our full-time position at church came to an end, I started viewing and using my social media platform as a ministry. It was a very difficult transition and a discouraging time for my husband and me, but ultimately, it pushed us closer to one another and closer to the Lord, which is exactly what we needed! The more I leaned into the Lord during that time, the more I knew He wasn’t finished with me yet. He still wanted me to serve and minister to others, but in new and different ways that didn’t quite fit into a certain mold or box. At the time, I was a stay-at-home mom of two toddlers with a love for the Word and a passion for bringing women together. In the summer of 2023, I felt the Lord leading me to start a Bible study group, but I didn’t know exactly how that would look. One month later, Grace Alone Ladies (GAL) held its first virtual Bible study meeting through Instagram Live, and the Lord has allowed us to do several studies together since!

My hope and prayer are that all who come across my page would be encouraged and that women, especially, would be inspired to love the Lord and His Word more. Matthew 5:16 (my life verse): "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." My heart's desire is that His light would shine through me and everything I do, ultimately pointing to Christ and bringing Him all the glory!

A little about me and my background: I was blessed to be born and raised in a good Christian home, to parents who loved the Lord and made church a priority. Growing up with a dad in the Air Force, my family moved across the country or overseas multiple times throughout my childhood and teenage years. Having a dad who missed out on birthdays and holidays some years due to deployments was hard, but now I see how even the hard parts of being a military brat God used to shape me into who I am today. For that, I am so thankful!

One of the first places I remember living was beautiful North Carolina. My parents had enrolled me in a large Christian school in the area for kindergarten and first grade, which is where I started hearing and learning about the Bible on a daily basis. I distinctly remember the day my teacher told the story of the woman at the well and how Jesus had forgiven her sins. Following the lesson, my teacher had the whole class bow our heads and close our eyes as she asked if any of us were interested in being saved, like the Samaritan woman she had spoken about. All we had to do was raise our hands, and she promised to talk to us after class. Though I didn’t quite understand it all, I remember wanting to raise my hand, but my nerves wouldn’t let me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my friend raise her hand, and I quickly raised mine with her. I don’t remember much else that happened that day, but for many years, I believed that was the day I got saved.

Fast forward to when I was 13. We were living in the windy state of Kansas at the time, and my family was heavily involved in our little church there. I was finally old enough to be a part of the youth group and enjoy all the fun activities. It came time for one of my first youth rallies, and I was so excited! We all loaded into a van to make the drive to the church hosting the rally. I don’t remember who the preacher was that night or even what he preached on. All I remember is eating pizza afterward and feeling conviction like I had never felt before! The entire ride home, I remember being scared for my life. I honestly believed we were going to get in an accident and that I would die and go to hell right then and there. Needless to say, I was relieved when we made it back safely, but it also made me realize I wasn’t truly saved. When I got home that night, I jumped into bed with my Bible, opened it, and started praying. I asked Jesus to come into my heart right then and there, in the quiet of my bedroom. I haven’t feared death since that night because I know, without a shadow of a doubt, where I’m going when my life is ended on this earth!

If you don’t know Jesus as your personal Lord and Savior or have doubts, please reach out! My DMs are always open, and I would love to chat with you about it all.