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Impressive

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When this came along in the list of theme words it really stumped me.  I was at a loss to find something impressive to capture.  I started feeling the same way I feel when people ask me the dreaded question “and what do you do for a living?”  Does anyone else break out in the sweats and completely lose the ability to speak something resembling the english language when asked this? Recently I had a rare night out with a dear friend and I was in a group of musicians (such is my life) all talking about this project or that.  They were all younger than me and less settled and then came the question.  I froze.  What do I say?  I’m a wife, a mother, an admin. I do this. I do that.  Seriously, I felt like if I did not respond with some great project or the like that I would be seen as a nobody.  I thought about that moment for days afterward.  I thought of answers that would have made me sound cooler or less unaccomplished.  I started to see all the things I was not.

It was in those days that I was shown that those ideas matter so little.  Does having a college degree make me a better mother or wife? Does having a certain job title make me a better sister or daughter?  Do accomplishments from my past/present somehow make me a better friend?  I guess I would love to be able to show someone in a moment what I choose to give my life to.  I am a more than a resume.  I am a wife to Blake, a mother to Henry, a sister, a daughter, and a friend.  Within all these titles there are so many jobs I fill.  I live a life of balancing all so that I can serve God the best I can.  The next time I am asked what I do for a living I am going to answer — whatever God needs me to.

 

A look at my impressive life balancing skills.

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My Town

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Six years ago today, Blake and I arrived after 38 hours of driving. We had been dreaming of making the Pacific Northwest our home for the six years before. We had no place to live, no jobs, and no community. 

The next six years would be filled with seven jobs, new friends, family, old friends, two homes, a new church, endless adventures, hardships, and a son. I’m not sure I would have had the courage to leave had I known what was waiting for us on the other side. 

One thing that I know now is that my husband and I love each other through it all. We have been tested. We have seen each other’s worst and best in these thirteen years together. This town is growing he and I.  Let’s see what the next six years bring. 

Lifted.

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At noon today, I sat in the empty sanctuary of my church.  Where for fifteen weeks we gathered to study from first Peter. As we wrapped up today, I felt lifted. Somewhere along the way the Lord had unburdened me of some heavy baggage I had traveling with. Tonight I will set aside time for a prayer of gratefulness and I will never pick up those bags again. 

 

Spinning 

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Looking at the time, my thoughts are racing, and I am constantly wishing for more. There are not enough minutes in a day for me to do all that I should and definitely not all that I desire. When will I quit is the question, not when will I be finished. As I write this there are at least five other tasks half finished in front of me. I am chasing the clock. Round in circles I go.

  
The words to my husband’s song echo in my mind.

Feeling kind of low.

Grey and old thinking about it.

It’s obvious I’ll never know everything I ought to know.

My dizzy head.

Twirls and bends.

And just when I believe that I might figure it out.

It goes and just keeps on spinning. 

#100daysofsummer

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Valley of Achor

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It is hard to say when in my youth I decided that my ideas and plans were better than God’s. Somewhere along the way my brokenness, my families brokenness, and the brokenness all around me just seemed too much for God to bear. It was easier to push it aside. Years went by and I did what I wanted. But slowly I realized that it was me that could not bear the weight. That only Jesus could do that.Edit

I can look back now at the narrow path that wound me back to church. A friend, a coworker, a song, a book. All pointing. All moving me along. I was ready to walk through those doors but lacked the courage. I am so grateful for the challenges, joys, and community that happen when I pass through these doors. 

  
14 “Therefore, behold, I will allure her,

and bring her into the wilderness,

and speak tenderly to her. 

15 And there I will give her her vineyards

and make the Valley of Achor a door of hope.

And there she shall answer as in the days of her youth,

as at the time when she came out of the land of Egypt.

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