For the mommies who never got a chance to hold their babies. My heart and prayers are with you. May mothers day – and every day – be a day that Jesus comforts you and ministers to you in a way that only He can. And may you rest in confidence knowing that Jesus is always good and always faithful no matter what it looks like right this second. One day we’ll all be together. 💜 #love #therealhappyeverafter #onedayinheaven #thehoneymoonlife #truelove #hope #happymothersday
I see there have been a few updates to wordpress. It looks super different from the last time I logged in. I haven’t been around bloggy land lately so I guess I missed it. =P Lots has been going on since my last post. The days are shorter for me and the time goes faster and that one hour thing hasn’t helped. ;) Anyways… I believe there’s been a little rough spot in living “the honeymoon life”. Things have been interesting for various reasons but rather than tell you all of my woes I will tell you this.
“…When you can’t see face to face in times of trouble – until you can – put your backs together, draw your swords and watch eachother’s back. Resolve not to be used against eachother. You will have victory together…”
This (as well as other words of wisdom) was written on a card (made to look like a recipe card) given to me at my bridal shower. It’s been nearly 2 years since then but I’ve held onto them because the beautiful women who shared such wisdom are important to me and these cute little cards serve as great reminders.
Don’t get me wrong, my husband and I aren’t like destitute or starving or anything crazy like that but lately I’ve noticed certain circumstances have been slightly less than desireable. I’m happy to say it doesn’t actually have anything to do with us like, we’re not in constant disagreements with each other, but things are going on that affect us. Sometimes it’s little things. There is one thing that I’ve been personally hurt about – I even cried about it last week (*GASP!* I admitted that on the internet!). Between tears and hugs my husband tells me this:
“I know it’s hard. And I know it hurts. But God is still good.”
God’s goodness is not determined by my circumstances.
To be perfectly honest there was a part of me that even though I know my husband is right, I just wanted to sit and cry for a bit. And that’s ok. It’s totally fine, normal, even, to cry about it. Tell your husband I said so. :-D And I’m sure the rest of your gal pals will agree. ;)
But once you cry (and sometimes it’s more than just once!) heck even as we’re crying we need to take it to Jesus. He doesn’t always tell us why or how and He doesn’t have to, but even when He doesn’t He is always faithful and He can always be trusted.
I love that I can count on my husband to “have my back”. Sometimes that means hugs and sometimes it means praying with and for me. Just like my friend wrote on her “Recipe For A Great Marriage” card, there will be times in marriage when you’ll have your backs against eachother but it’s for leaning and being a support for each other – never to be used against each other. Have your swords drawn. Defend eachother. Be in the Word. You will be able to have victory together.
So cheers to having eachother’s back and standing strong with Jesus.
Now, excuse me whilst i go make me some cake in a cup. ;) Please note I didn’t invent it, but I figure I can’t tell you about it and not point you to where I found it. ;)
Happy almost weekend! *insert party streamers*
Ps – I’m LOVING the new smiley faces on here. Adorable. :-D ;-) <3
Just checked in to say, I realize I’ve been out of the bloggy loop lately. I know I don’t have a million readers but there’s a couple of you out there who really encourage me with this and pray for me and I deeply appreciate that. So. I felt like I needed to post a little update. With so many things going on in my personal life it’s cut into my bloggy life. But that’s ok. Things happen. ;) I’ll be putting up an actual post soon and possibly a couple changes. Thanks for believing in me and covering me with your prayers.
In the meantime. Here’s a beautiful sunset I had the privilege of enjoying with my husband in San Diego a couple weeks ago. Enjoy.
Love & blessings <3
For anyone who needs encouragement. <3
Originally posted on Grace for the road:
I look back on that day, and I think there’s only one thing she could’ve thought.
There I was, fingers buried up to the knuckles in my little bedroom’s fairly industrial carpet, tears forming a river formidable enough to make Justin Timberlake proud.
Meredith was standing in the hall, and her eyes were huge.
She was unpacking her suitcases. She was new to England.
I wondered if she was taking in the scene and thinking in horror that she might be looking into the mirror at the ghost of Christmas future.
Expats sometimes call them “ticket days” – the days that if you had a one-way ticket, you’d probably get on the plane and fly back.
This was my first ticket day.
It seemed everything had imploded in a split second. I’d prayed over several things, then botched them all in ways I couldn’t have even…
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While Cinderella was never one of my most favorite Disney movies I have always liked that phrase.
“a dream is a wish your heart makes…”
Well. This originally started out as just a quick mobile post. Next thing I know it’s a regular post and then I was off to camp and didn’t get to finish it kind of post! :) Anyway — I was up late a few nights ago thinking. And evaluating. And re-evaluating. Various things. And I’ll probably be doing this for a bit. And that’s ok. I think I’m in that season of change before the actual change. The calm before the storm. Whatever you want to call it :). I don’t even know if any of that made sense. And that’s ok. Having said that, I sent this text to my buddy:
“I have a terrifyingly huge and possibly impossible goal. Want to hear it? Well I’ll tell you before I change my mind and hide it in a closet…”
It’s hard for me to “speak” a goal or anything remotely committing me to something I’m not sure I can finish. Not because I don’t want to finish, I’m just afraid I won’t. I’m pretty sure I’m not alone when I say I’m afraid of failure. Maybe it’s the cynic in me as I briefly mentioned in my last post. I dunno.
“Speaking it”, at least to me, makes it more than just an idea. Almost makes it real. More than just a thought buried in the closet of my mind. And it’s a guaranteed ticket out of my comfort zone. And who doesn’t like to be comfortable? Ugh. But it’s too late. You said it. Keep your word and do it.
Then the “what ifs” come.
What if I can’t? What if I totally mess it up? What if it’s too big? What if I’m not the right person for it? What if I’m not ready right now? What if I’m not ready ever? “What if the sky turns to fire and your nose falls off?” Thank you, Grandmother Willow. Thank you. :)
What if you’re wrong?
Maybe we’re not ready for it (whatever your “it” is). That’s ok. If we were always ready for whatever life throws at us we wouldn’t be driven to depend on Jesus. And it is of the utmost importance to depend on Jesus as He is the Giver of and Director of our dreams and knows what’s best for us.
“What-ifs” are the thief of dreams. It is best to trust the Giver as He is so much BIGGER than all the “what ifs” in the world.
Let’s make that the first goal. New year resolution or not that’s something to be worked on ALL. The. Time. :) ♥ Trust. Jesus can always, always be trusted and He is always faithful.
Speak your goals. What do you want to do? What has Jesus told you to do? Or not do? How are you accomplishing it? Maybe you don’t know how to accomplish it, that’s ok make a plan! ^_^ At the end of my last post I invited readers to share. Granted, I don’t have a million people reading but if this post encourages just one person I’ll be happy. So ways to share are listed below this post too. :) Maybe you don’t want it all over the internet! Send me a message on Facebook. Or use the contact form. I’d love to hear from you. I’ll pray for you! I want to see you do well!!
Let’s do this! :) **insert party streamers**
Ok. So. I’ve been at camp all weekend with my jr high kids. I haven’t been able to post as I normally would have this week because life is crazy.
Having said that, I would like you to meet my friend Darleen. She’s funny. Beautiful and has a heart of gold. She is married to her awesome husband Frank and they have two beautiful littles Luke and Anna and as a family they serve as missionaries in Spain.
Darleen is a blogger and I particularly love this last post she did about being comfortable. Since that’s kind of what my next post is about I thought it was kinda nice to share her thoughts.
Please click the link and check out her most recent post.
Love and blessings to you and happy Sunday!
Originally posted on Be Malleable:
Are you a boy?
Not sorry that you’re a boy… That’s awesome.
I’m sorry that you see hundreds of advertisements every week showing half-dressed women.
I’m sorry every time you go to the beach or your neighborhood pool you can’t look in any direction without seeing a girl basically in her underwear.
Or that you can’t scroll through Instagram on “women crush wednesdays” or any day for that matter without an airbrushed girl in a thong staring you down.
Or that your buddy showed you that one magazine when you were 9 and you’ve never forgotten that moment because that was the first time you first saw a completely naked woman.
When I think about the guys in my life who are striving to live with a pure and Godly mindset, it honestly breaks my heart that they’re surrounded with so much temptation.
I think about my 22…
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