Patti Rokus

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I’m a nature girl who loves God.  I seem to have a gift for picking up rocks on my walks and hikes in nature that eventually come together to tell the stories of life.  I’m also a singer/songwriter, a Christian, and a teacher of self-discovery.

"Into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul." -John Muir

Former Nike, Microsoft, and mega-church program developer,
Patti Rokus was burning-out. Searching for answers, she took a prayerful walk down a rocky trail gathering pebbles and stones that somehow spoke to her along the way.  Mystified by the rock shapes that looked to her like people and messages, she returned home to find how seemingly-random rocks fit together like God-breathed biblical puzzles.  “Rocks tell stories,” she smiled to herself as she photographed the spiritually spine-tingling artwork, many of which are now found in this stunning cross-generational, scripture-kissed picture book, A Savior Is Born, Rocks Tell the Story of Christmas. Each page is frame-able but also powerfully serve as teaching tools for learning the Nativity story.  The  sparkling foil, embossed and spot gloss cover virtually shouts, "Open and savor Christ's nativity story as you’ve never seen it told before". This collector's book is the first in a series on the Life of Jesus.   
(Above is the official blurb, written by Ronna Snyder.) 

Below is the unofficial blurb, written by Patti:

The first rock pictures came together in 2016.  Each one of those rocks called out to me as I hiked through the forests and streams of the Pacific Northwest during a solo camping trip. I couldn’t resist holding each one, and soon my pockets were heavy with treasures that eventually filled my bucket. I didn’t know why I felt so compelled to take them home, but I did feel like a child again, reveling in the beauty of simple things.

Finishing my trip with a visit to Mom’s house, free from the regular routine of life, I indulged in a morning of no expectations, and quiet, childlike wonder as I dumped out my bucket of rocks on Mom’s back porch and mindlessly pushed them around. One rock looked distinctly like someone kneeling, so I put a round rock above it as a head—and saw Mary bowing before an angel.

Surprised by this obvious likeness, I wondered what an angel would look like as an ordinary rock, and there in the pile it emerged. With six ordinary rocks, a miracle shined through. I ran upstairs to find Mom and show her my discovery. We spent the morning together moving rocks around until we found the entire Christmas story in that one bucket of rocks. 

I wondered if each rock was shaped over time for this very moment—to represent Mary or Joseph, an angel, or even our Savior. Jesus Himself told the Pharisees that if His disciples “should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out” (Luke 19:40) to testify of Him. And so they do in this book and in all of nature.

Could it be that we’re like that too—designed for significance that we cannot begin to imagine, and that will inevitably be so, not by our own making, but by a power much greater and more loving than we ever imagined?

Nature with all her beauty, diversity, and majesty will always be an important source of my connection to God. I start feeling small and disconnected when I’m too long from a walk in the woods. The wonder I feel among the trees and the earth cannot be explained and is reserved only for the soul who steps foot and heart onto her ground. Anyone can share in the abundance of the outdoors and be filled up with the peace and contentment of becoming part of her grandeur. 

Invitation to Talk Show Hosts:

How God talked to me through a heart shape in nature video:

How it all got started vid:


Patti's Photography:

Sol Duk hike in the Olympic Peninsula.  Such a sacred place!

"Into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul." -John Muir

Glacier National Park (Avalanche Lake)