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Tuesday, 01 May 2012

  • The Beginning of the End ...

    Tonight was the last time I'll sit in my white chair with my girls all around me, and it makes my heart sad. This is necessary, and this is good, but it is hard. We laughed, we cried, and we talked. We'll still have moments together over the next week and a half, but this was our last official time together, and it was sweet in a way that made me ache. Similar to the way a summer night with fireflies recalls childhood or a scent reminds you of the friend you haven't seen in months, our time was precious but fleeting. I kept looking around my living room thinking about how many memories this room holds of soul-baring conversations and side-splitting laughter, and every time I would grieve the fact that moving on to the exciting things ahead means leaving behind this place that has been such a huge part of my becoming who I am.

     

    I love these women and am so blessed to know them.

Sunday, 26 February 2012

  • Lent = Epic Fail?

    My life just isn't the same. I mean that in the best way possible, yet each new season of life has it's particular challenges. For the past few years, I've celebrated Lent. I would go to an Ash Wednesday service, choose something to give up (coffee, shopping, Facebook, TV, etc), and then celebrate Easter by allowing myself that indulgence, in smaller more moderate amounts, again. In the past, I have always known what needed to go or to be brought back under control, but not this year. I mean I have things I would love to eliminate from my life: stress, anxiety, and a too-full calendar, but unfortunately I can't fast from my responsibilities. And to be honest, much of my life already seems fairly pared down as the majority of my time is divided between work and church (I mean Pinterest might be a future option, but right now it's my saving grace when it comes to recipes and wedding planning).

    All these factors combine to make this season of Lent, like so many other areas of my life right now, feel uneasy, uncertain, and unsettled. I'm not quite where I would want to be as it relates to having lots of time for reflection and a handle on all the emotional and spiritual nuances of my soul. I'm attempting to keep tabs on what I'm feeling and why during this busy season, but it's not something I'm excelling at if I'm honest. So my hope for this Easter is that it will serve as a reminder and opportunity to celebrate the fact that in the midst of so much change and so many unknowns, my reason for hope remains unchanged and continues to exceed my expectations, not always in the big, flashy ways but often in the small, intimate ways like a conversation with a friend or a cup of coffee with my fiance. But the absolutely best part of this hope ... it doesn't rely on me in any way. I wonder if Easter morning as I reflect on Christ's sacrifice in light of the absence of my own sacrifice, if I'll have a renewed sense of what grace really means. I can only hope.

Wednesday, 15 February 2012

  • Love ...

    I used to wonder if it would be expensive dates nights full of fireworks, flattery, and flowers, but I'm happy to discover that it's sweeter, full of subtly, and so much more profound than I could ever have imagined. 

    I'm coming to realize that love is:

    -Long conversations where I feel heard and understood.

    -Walking hand in hand.

    -The knowledge that my presence is desired and longed for.

    -Laughing together.

    -Thoughtful notes and gestures done especially for me.

    -Driving across the country.

    -Being seen and affirmed for who I am in Christ.

    -Sharing a scone over coffee.

    -Gracious acknowledgment and acceptance of my quirks that even annoy me.

    -Cooking dinner together.

    -Shared dreams for the future and the commitment to glorify God together. 

    Ultimately love is choosing to be in relationship, taking the good with bad. As a good friend once said: "Love is sacrifice." This year I'm thankful to be given the opportunity to enter into a sacrificial relationship with the one I love, and my prayer is that God will continue to give us grace and joy as we grow in our love for one another and enter into marriage.

    Here are a couple of our engagement pictures that our good friend Travis took!

    "Don't just pretend that you love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Stand on the side of the good. Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other. "

    -Romans 12:9-10

     

Tuesday, 03 January 2012

  • A New Year ...

    It's here ... 2012! Last year flew by in a flurry of firsts with Kyle and I as we grew in our relationship and learned how to live two separate ministry lives together, and now so much more change looms on the horizon. Sometimes I can hardly believe how different life is and how things that I prayed so fervently for have been answered. Yet like those infuriating children's bop-it games, new requests surface and weigh on my heart. Friends are struggling with serious illness and infertility, students are hurting and broken, and important details about the future remain unknown. So my resolution for this year is joy. Not happiness for the sake of being happy or not being sad. But joy. In my best moments, each of these sorrows and worries remind me of the fact that I am utterly dependent on Him and that He is the source of my provision and hope, but in my flesh I am often overwhelmed by the depth of suffering around me. And I'm terrible at remaining resolute, which is why I rarely make a big deal out of the New Year's phenomenon of making goals, but something our pastor said this past Sunday about our goals and resolutions revealing our heart's true desires made me realize that I do want to aim for something this year. I want to be less anxious, more loving, and more faithful, but undergirding all of that I want joy. I've lived enough life to know that things will be hard, sad, challenging, scary, and sometimes just plain awful, but the one thing I can do is seek to grow in trusting my faithful Savior and finding joy in knowing Him regardless of what's happening around me. 

    "Joy is not the same as pleasure or happiness. A wicked and evil man may have pleasure, while any ordinary mortal is capable of being happy. Pleasure generally comes from things, and always through the senses; happiness comes from humans through fellowship. Joy comes from loving God and neighbor. Pleasure is quick and violent, like a flash of lightning. Joy is steady and abiding, like a fixed star. Pleasure depends on external circumstances, such as money, food, travel, etc. Joy is independent of them, for it comes from a good conscience and love of God."

    -Bishop Fulton J. Sheen

    "Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord's glory surrounded them. They were terribly frightened, but the angel reassured them. "Don't be afraid!" he said. "I bring you good news of great joy for everyone! The Savior -- yes, the Messiah, the Lord -- has been born tonight in Bethlehem, the city of David! "

    -Luke 2:9-11

Monday, 28 November 2011

  • Thirty is so last year ...

    I'm up much later than I should be after a full night of TV watching and, more importantly, Christmas decorating. My little apartment is full of festive cheer and a ridiculous amount of scented candles. I started my evening off with a headache fueled by the first Monday after a holiday weekend stress and am ending it reflecting on the last year and enjoying how cozy and lovely my little apartment feels. I'm starting to think about all my lasts here, which means that this is the last time I'll decorate alone and makes me so excited to do all this next year with Kyle, who is the ultimate Christmas fan.

    But enough about what's to come, the whole point tonight, on the eve of my birthday, is thinking about this past year - my thirtieth. It was so wonderful and lovely and unexpected. Kyle and I had our third date on my birthday last year, so the bulk of our relationship has happened over the past year, and it contained so many cups of coffee, miles in the car to South Dakota and Ohio, hours cooking together, countless conversations about everything and nothing, ministry done here and at church, and so many other wonderful things. I spent so much time really, truly dreading thirty and all that I thought it would represent, and as often happens, God completely blew me away with how much different it was from my expectations. Don't get me wrong ... this year contained its share of challenging moments and circumstances, but I didn't have to walk through them alone, which brought an expected sweetness and reprieve. Thirty has been a year of "firsts" and "onlys": falling in love, having a boyfriend, holding hands, kissing, getting engaged, and planning my wedding. For that reason, I will always treasure this once dreaded year as a wondrous time when God blessed beyond what I deserved by giving more than my heart even knew to desire. 

    "Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings and queens of common clay."

    -Robert Green Ingersoll

    "Trust in the LORD with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will direct your paths"

    -Proverbs 3:5-6, NLT

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