"When Lamech lived 182 years, he fathered a son and called he name Noah, saying, "Out of the ground that The Lord has cursed this one shall bring us relief from our work and from the painful toil of our hands." Genesis 5:29
"Noah found favor in God's eyes" -Genesis 6:8. God made Noah a promise to preserve him and his family because His favor of Noah. Noah was obedient to God and built this ridiculously large boat. Have you ever done anything because God told you to and people thought you were crazy? Yeah, imagine how Noah and his family felt. "Hey Noah, what's with the boat? We're in the desert." Noah replies, "Oh, you know, just building it because God told me too." Talk about being the talk of the town! "Have you seen that Noah guy building that big boat? Maybe we should suggest therapy."
Sometimes doing things God asks us to do might seem a little crazy or extreme, but my goodness I want God to show me favor- just like He did with Noah.
Then it was time to haul the animals and family into the ark. I bet that was a sight. I don't even want to imagine all of the name calling.
Then the rain came...and it poured...and poured.
Imagine Noah and his family on the ark hearing the screams and cries for help. People asking Noah for forgiveness, begging him to hear them out and let them on the boat. I can only imagine how he must have felt. I'm sure it felt like his heart was ripping out, but he stayed obedient to The Lord.
I'm sure he spent many dark nights on the ark. It was dirty, smelly and crowded. There was probably a lot of, "God, where are You? You promised me!" conversations. Sound familiar? I've had more than a few conversations like that.
But then, "God remembered Noah..." (Genesis 8:1a)
If you know the story, you'll remember that God used Noah and his family to re-populate the earth. Humankind got a second chance because Noah found favor with God. God made a promise and He came through in a bigger way than Noah could have ever imagined.
Maybe you're in a season of life where you're desperately crying out, "God, where are You? You promised me! Don't you remember?"
Friend, God has not forgotten about you. Just like He remembered Noah, He remembers you. It took Noah a lot of time and a lot of faith to be obedient to The Lord, which prepared him to receive a blessing when the time came.
When the time came...
If you are seeking The Lord with your whole heart and are being obedient to all He's telling you, then you're preparing for a blessing...when the time comes.
I don't know what it is you're believing God for. Maybe it's a job, finances, healing, provision, relationships or children, just to name a few. I'm here to tell you that God has not forgotten about you. He ALWAYS keeps His promises. Sometimes, okay most of the time, it looks a lot differently than we think.
God has not given up on you and He most certainly has not forgotten. It's okay to remind Him of His promises. He loves talking with you.
Today I pray that you will be reminded of His promises and know that He has not forgotten...it's simply not time.
"Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go, and will bring you back to this land. For I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you." -Genesis 28:15
Friday, January 18, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
The Dangers of Comparing
This is the time of year where gyms are at full capacity, junk food is left on the shelves at grocery stores and NIKE sales are through the roof. January 1 is national "clean slate day." Many will begin their journey of living a healthier life, but many will fail. I'm not trying to be a downer, but it's the truth.
I'm not a man, so I can't speak for them, but I know as a woman...walking into a gym can be one of the scariest scenarios imaginable. I, personally, feel like the gym can be one of two things: 1. The building blocks of a healthier and more confident self or 2. The breeding grounds of insecurity.
Not everyone in a weight room looks like they have a perfect body, but the average can easily be overlooked. It's usually the very few (and I mean VERY few) that look like they stepped foot out of a swimsuit magazine, that we immediately take notice of. 9 times out of 10 the first thought that comes to mind is not, "oh wow, look at her! I'm so happy she has the discipline and drive to put in the work to look like that." You and I both know what comes to mind, "Shoot, I don't belong here. I'll NEVER look like her." I've said that to myself quite a few times. Okay, more than quite a few. Being in the line of work I am in can be extremely rewarding and exciting, but it can also be one of the hardest. I see a lot of in shape, healthy people on a daily basis, but I also speak to many people who have lived a life of never being able to stick with something. They can never quite pinpoint why, but I've come to discover that it has nothing to do with not being able to stick with something. It has everything to do with them not knowing who they are. Why? Because people are so busy comparing themselves to others. Women, don't even act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
Society has brainwashed us to think we are supposed to look a certain way. A look that is absolutely impossible to achieve. Yes, even models in magazines don't really look like that. Why do you think eating disorders (eating disorders can be considered not eating enough or eating too much) are at an all time high? Because we are operating off of comparing ourselves to others.
Let's get real:
I grew up as a bigger kid. I didn't wear the cool clothes, not because I couldn't afford them, but because I couldn't fit them. I wasn't really exposed to fitness until my dad got into it about 12 years ago. I still didn't pay much attention, but I was aware.
I started talking about dieting when I was in middle school. I didn't necessarily need to lose weight, but that's what all of the other girls were doing at school and in my family. I thought I should too. I started weight watchers in high school and failed...again, again and again.
The summer before college I was so worried about going to college and gaining all of this weight. Weight has been a generational issue in my family. I didn't want to fall into that. I began seeking The Lord on this issue. Why couldn't I stick to anything? Why was I so hard on myself? Why was I so insecure and fearful about what kind of shape I'd be in someday?
I played sports, attempted cardio activity (attempted being the key word... I think I'd still rather eat dirt than run to this day) and weight lifted my junior and senior year of high school, but I still didn't shed pounds or gain confidence. Why?
One day it hit me like a ton of bricks. I can't tell you exactly when this hit me, but I knew it was God. "My daughter, I created you. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. The world tells you that you are one thing, but it is I who created you. I say who you are. You are my beautiful daughter. Your security is found in me and me alone."
Understand, I consider myself an extremely secure girl. I have a wonderful daddy. I've never had to question my worth or value, but I'd be lying if I said I haven't struggled with physical insecurities throughout my life. But I finally broke through a barrier that day.
I began to see myself through God's eyes and declaring who He said I am in His word.
"I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full and well." -Psalm 139:14
His works are wonderful. I am wonderful. You are wonderful.
I went to college knowing Whose I was. I'm not kidding, I lost 30 pounds my freshman year. It took a lot of hard work. But instead of seeing my body as a project that had to be perfect, I saw it as God's creation and His temple since He dwells inside of me. Something that was a constant process, not something to be fixed overnight. I wanted to take care of it and honor it. I also wanted to be an example to other girls I knew were watching me. I wanted to prove that it wasn't impossible.
Well, after all that hard work, I felt too skinny. And I probably was. Isn't it funny how the thing we strive for so badly isn't all it's cut out to be once we get it sometimes? I was skinny, yes. I looked much better in a bathing suit, but good gosh I couldn't lift up anything without straining it seemed like. That's not good.
So I started this whole CrossFit thing that I annoy people with because I talk about it so much. With some good coaching and forced accountability *cough cough Garrett cough cough* (I know you're reading this) I went through years of college education and it finally clicked with a free CrossFit class...oh well. I got a great foundation for what it meant to be strong. As I transitioned out of college and into the work force, I ran into a lot of challenges. Scheduling being the biggest one. I decided that fitness was my priority and I would have to sacrifice the time and money, but my goodness it's worth it! I found a great box and a great coach who is now helping me become stronger. Mostly by assigning me the weight ill be lifting that day because he knows I can do more than I think I can do.
CrossFit is the sport of some of the most beautiful women on earth. Look at their website for 2 seconds and tell me I'm wrong. If I'm not careful, the insecurity will come back and weigh so heavy on me that I'll be operating out of the worldly fear again. Why? Because I begin to play the comparison game. "Gosh, I'm getting better, but I'll never be like her." "She's been doing this for a lot less time than me and she's better." "If I only had legs like that." It can go on and on if I let it.
The more I let those thoughts go through my mind, the less sensitive I become to the Holy Spirit who
is continually telling me who I am and Whose I am. Which is more important than anything. Ladies, look around you. It's the women with confidence, who know who they are that you want to be like, right? I've never wanted to be like a gorgeous girl who is insecure. Ever.
So, as you continue to strive to be healthy, strong and the best you can be, remember who God says you are. He says you are fearfully and wonderfully made! Also, remember this isn't a one time plan. Being healthy, taking care of your body...it's a lifelong process. No, you probably won't look like a sports illustrated model. I know I won't and I'm okay with that now. You will look like you because that's who you are. Striving to take care of yourself and be strong is beautiful. Walk with your head up, no matter what you may look like. Jesus takes delight in you. He calls you beautiful.
I pray for all of the ladies who struggle with insecurity that is so strong they don't feel worthy of getting out of bed in the morning. I pray that you will encounter God in a way like never before and begin to declare His Word over your life. I pray for the ladies who have never faced their insecurities because of the fear of losing to them. Jesus has already won the battle. Look to Him for strength. I also pray for the ladies who have faced their insecurities and who are learning to overcome them each day. Continue to walk strong and confident, knowing Who you belong too.
I'm not a man, so I can't speak for them, but I know as a woman...walking into a gym can be one of the scariest scenarios imaginable. I, personally, feel like the gym can be one of two things: 1. The building blocks of a healthier and more confident self or 2. The breeding grounds of insecurity.
Not everyone in a weight room looks like they have a perfect body, but the average can easily be overlooked. It's usually the very few (and I mean VERY few) that look like they stepped foot out of a swimsuit magazine, that we immediately take notice of. 9 times out of 10 the first thought that comes to mind is not, "oh wow, look at her! I'm so happy she has the discipline and drive to put in the work to look like that." You and I both know what comes to mind, "Shoot, I don't belong here. I'll NEVER look like her." I've said that to myself quite a few times. Okay, more than quite a few. Being in the line of work I am in can be extremely rewarding and exciting, but it can also be one of the hardest. I see a lot of in shape, healthy people on a daily basis, but I also speak to many people who have lived a life of never being able to stick with something. They can never quite pinpoint why, but I've come to discover that it has nothing to do with not being able to stick with something. It has everything to do with them not knowing who they are. Why? Because people are so busy comparing themselves to others. Women, don't even act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
Society has brainwashed us to think we are supposed to look a certain way. A look that is absolutely impossible to achieve. Yes, even models in magazines don't really look like that. Why do you think eating disorders (eating disorders can be considered not eating enough or eating too much) are at an all time high? Because we are operating off of comparing ourselves to others.
Let's get real:
I grew up as a bigger kid. I didn't wear the cool clothes, not because I couldn't afford them, but because I couldn't fit them. I wasn't really exposed to fitness until my dad got into it about 12 years ago. I still didn't pay much attention, but I was aware.
I started talking about dieting when I was in middle school. I didn't necessarily need to lose weight, but that's what all of the other girls were doing at school and in my family. I thought I should too. I started weight watchers in high school and failed...again, again and again.
The summer before college I was so worried about going to college and gaining all of this weight. Weight has been a generational issue in my family. I didn't want to fall into that. I began seeking The Lord on this issue. Why couldn't I stick to anything? Why was I so hard on myself? Why was I so insecure and fearful about what kind of shape I'd be in someday?
I played sports, attempted cardio activity (attempted being the key word... I think I'd still rather eat dirt than run to this day) and weight lifted my junior and senior year of high school, but I still didn't shed pounds or gain confidence. Why?
One day it hit me like a ton of bricks. I can't tell you exactly when this hit me, but I knew it was God. "My daughter, I created you. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. The world tells you that you are one thing, but it is I who created you. I say who you are. You are my beautiful daughter. Your security is found in me and me alone."
Understand, I consider myself an extremely secure girl. I have a wonderful daddy. I've never had to question my worth or value, but I'd be lying if I said I haven't struggled with physical insecurities throughout my life. But I finally broke through a barrier that day.
I began to see myself through God's eyes and declaring who He said I am in His word.
"I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full and well." -Psalm 139:14
His works are wonderful. I am wonderful. You are wonderful.
I went to college knowing Whose I was. I'm not kidding, I lost 30 pounds my freshman year. It took a lot of hard work. But instead of seeing my body as a project that had to be perfect, I saw it as God's creation and His temple since He dwells inside of me. Something that was a constant process, not something to be fixed overnight. I wanted to take care of it and honor it. I also wanted to be an example to other girls I knew were watching me. I wanted to prove that it wasn't impossible.
Well, after all that hard work, I felt too skinny. And I probably was. Isn't it funny how the thing we strive for so badly isn't all it's cut out to be once we get it sometimes? I was skinny, yes. I looked much better in a bathing suit, but good gosh I couldn't lift up anything without straining it seemed like. That's not good.
So I started this whole CrossFit thing that I annoy people with because I talk about it so much. With some good coaching and forced accountability *cough cough Garrett cough cough* (I know you're reading this) I went through years of college education and it finally clicked with a free CrossFit class...oh well. I got a great foundation for what it meant to be strong. As I transitioned out of college and into the work force, I ran into a lot of challenges. Scheduling being the biggest one. I decided that fitness was my priority and I would have to sacrifice the time and money, but my goodness it's worth it! I found a great box and a great coach who is now helping me become stronger. Mostly by assigning me the weight ill be lifting that day because he knows I can do more than I think I can do.
CrossFit is the sport of some of the most beautiful women on earth. Look at their website for 2 seconds and tell me I'm wrong. If I'm not careful, the insecurity will come back and weigh so heavy on me that I'll be operating out of the worldly fear again. Why? Because I begin to play the comparison game. "Gosh, I'm getting better, but I'll never be like her." "She's been doing this for a lot less time than me and she's better." "If I only had legs like that." It can go on and on if I let it.
The more I let those thoughts go through my mind, the less sensitive I become to the Holy Spirit who
is continually telling me who I am and Whose I am. Which is more important than anything. Ladies, look around you. It's the women with confidence, who know who they are that you want to be like, right? I've never wanted to be like a gorgeous girl who is insecure. Ever.
So, as you continue to strive to be healthy, strong and the best you can be, remember who God says you are. He says you are fearfully and wonderfully made! Also, remember this isn't a one time plan. Being healthy, taking care of your body...it's a lifelong process. No, you probably won't look like a sports illustrated model. I know I won't and I'm okay with that now. You will look like you because that's who you are. Striving to take care of yourself and be strong is beautiful. Walk with your head up, no matter what you may look like. Jesus takes delight in you. He calls you beautiful.
I pray for all of the ladies who struggle with insecurity that is so strong they don't feel worthy of getting out of bed in the morning. I pray that you will encounter God in a way like never before and begin to declare His Word over your life. I pray for the ladies who have never faced their insecurities because of the fear of losing to them. Jesus has already won the battle. Look to Him for strength. I also pray for the ladies who have faced their insecurities and who are learning to overcome them each day. Continue to walk strong and confident, knowing Who you belong too.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
He is making all things new!
I've been 22 for a crazy 13 days. In the last 13 days I've grown much closer to the Lord. I really felt like year 22 was going to be a time where I would draw much closer to Him...and being the awesome God that He is, He is proving Himself faithful again.
I was driving to work yesterday (which is where I feel like I hear God the most) and He reiterated something that He told me when I woke up that morning. "I love you, my daughter, my princess. I'm making all things new!" I don't think I could ask for any better reassurance than when it comes straight from Jesus Himself! I am able to walk around confidently, knowing that He is constantly working in me. He is making me into the woman He has destined me to be. I am excited to see the things that are in store for this year. I believe this is a year of favor. I know I said that last year and the year before, but I believe it for this year too!
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My birthday weekend was filled with a lot of excitement. I was able to compete in a Crossfit competition hosted by the Charlotte Checkers. I competed in Time Warner Cable Arena, which was really cool. The competition benefitted the Wounded Warriors Project, which means a lot to me. I've always had a big heart and pride for our military (let's say this... you ever bash the military in front of me, it'll take everything in me not to punch you in the mouth).... (not that I would ever punch anyone in the mouth, it's very unlady like, but you better believe I'd want too).
Anyway, it was my gym's first appearance at a CrossFit competition (we had already done a powerlifting competition 2 months prior) and we all did much better than expected! We had a great time!
I was driving to work yesterday (which is where I feel like I hear God the most) and He reiterated something that He told me when I woke up that morning. "I love you, my daughter, my princess. I'm making all things new!" I don't think I could ask for any better reassurance than when it comes straight from Jesus Himself! I am able to walk around confidently, knowing that He is constantly working in me. He is making me into the woman He has destined me to be. I am excited to see the things that are in store for this year. I believe this is a year of favor. I know I said that last year and the year before, but I believe it for this year too!
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My birthday weekend was filled with a lot of excitement. I was able to compete in a Crossfit competition hosted by the Charlotte Checkers. I competed in Time Warner Cable Arena, which was really cool. The competition benefitted the Wounded Warriors Project, which means a lot to me. I've always had a big heart and pride for our military (let's say this... you ever bash the military in front of me, it'll take everything in me not to punch you in the mouth).... (not that I would ever punch anyone in the mouth, it's very unlady like, but you better believe I'd want too).
Anyway, it was my gym's first appearance at a CrossFit competition (we had already done a powerlifting competition 2 months prior) and we all did much better than expected! We had a great time!
There were push presses... lots and lots of them.
There were slam balls...lots and lots of them.
There were kettlebell swings...LOTS and lots of them.
There was also rowing...but not lots and lots.
I love training with these people! I couldn't imagine training anywhere else!
Over the next few days I was able to spend time with family, friends and co-workers. God continued to remind me that I have all of these amazing people around me. He showed me that His favor is always with me, because I have people that love me and support me. I'm so grateful! I don't deserve all of this.
Then Saturday rolls around and I get to compete all over again. This competition was called "Sandy Sucks." It benefitted hurricane Sandy Relief. The best part was that it was a partner WOD (partner WODs are my favorite) If I had the option of choosing any partner in the entire world, I would choose this guy:
Have you ever found one of those people that you just work so well with that you wouldn't want to mess up the flow by working with someone else? Yeah, that's how I see this WOD partnership. We met by doing WODs at ECU and reunited last weekend after 9 months of no WODing together (he drove 4 hours for this)! I thought we did great!
Oh, and just so you know, that's not a puke bucket (it definitely could have been). That bucket was full of water and we had to run with it 400 meters...twice.
100 candlestick rolls. While one partner works, the other holds a gallon of water out straight. I can't decide what I hated more.
100 plyo lunges. While one partner works, the other holds the gallon of water in a v-sit.
100 burpees. While one does work, the other holds the gallon of water in the bottom of a squat.
Lastly we did a 400 meter bucket run.
We survived Sandy Sucks.
23:19. A great time if I do say so myself.
Needless to say after all of that, I tweaked my knee a little and my body was going "oh hey, Sarah, let's rest for a while." So I took a week off. I'm definitely ready to go back Monday. I miss my people!
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This week has been one of those intense weeks. Work was very busy and it was easy to get distracted and focus on doing nothing when I got home. I kind of pushed Jesus to the side and didn't spend as much time with Him as I normally would. I felt drained, exhausted and heavy. Which is expected when I fail to spend time with the One who fills me up. I know Jesus has some awesome things in store for me. Things that I may not even see coming. I know He's dealing with me on a few things now: the fear of not being able to be in control, the fear of getting hurt, the fear of failure. There are some days where I hear God almost desperately saying, "Sarah, you're strong, but you're not that strong. Stop trying to figure it all out and give it to Me." Handing things over to God is way easier said than done. I truly want to give Him everything and I think He is beginning to show me how. Okay, maybe I should re-word that. God has ALWAYS been teaching me how to give everything over to Him, but I'm finally listening to what He has to say.
In college, my favorite verse was Psalm 27:13-14:
"I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living! Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!"
I kind of stopped dwelling on that verse because I thought it was really meant for me right around graduation, but God spoke to me about this verse the other day. "My daughter, this verse wasn't just for then. It is for now. It is for what's to come. My goodness never stops. You never get to one point and not see My goodness again. Always wait for Me. You are seeing goodness now, but I also have good things to come!" It doesn't get much more encouraging than that.
I'm ready to see more of His goodness! Yes, this year is a year of favor. I'm God's daughter, His princess and He is making ALL things new :)
Friday, November 23, 2012
My Favorite Things :)
A blog post two days in a row?! I'm surprising myself. I really don't know what to do with myself having 2 1/2 days off this week!
I survived the Black Friday shopping spree and now wish to write, but have nothing to write about. SO... this post has no significance and most likely contains no inspiration at all, but that's okay- I can write about what I want too...it's my blog :)
I've decided to write about some of my favorite things. If you are bored and wish to stop reading because you care nothing about what my favorite things are, I will not be offended :)
Family
Family is definitely one of my favorite things! See picture below and you'll pretty much know why:
These are my first cousins on my dad's side. They are absolutely hysterical. Sadly, this picture pretty much explains us all perfectly. Have you ever tried getting 11 people, mostly young children, to all look at the same camera while smiling at the same time? It goes down as one of the funniest situations of the year! We are all extremely different, but we love each other and love being together. I wouldn't trade my family for the world :)
Sports
I am a die-hard Carolina Panthers fan. Yes, I'm aware that we are a terrible football team. There's just something about being inside Bank of America Stadium that excites me. I've always been a Panthers fan and will always be one :)
But nothing compares to being inside Dowdy-Ficklen at ECU on game day. I love my Pirates and plan to be going to games until I literally can no longer climb up stadium stairs. Then I'll probably have someone carry me... WOD anyone? ;)
Crossfit
A little over a year ago I discovered this addicting exercise practice. I used to be 100% against it and now I hate training any other way. This picture was from a Saturday WOD we did last week, that I'm pretty sure I'm still sore from. Next Saturday my box will be making its first competition appearance (it has only been opened for about 2 1/2 months) and I'm pumped! I love training with these people!
Chalk
I swear I probably use more chalk than all of the people in my gym combined. Why? Cause my hands are pretty much the only things that sweat (gross, I know...get over it) and two: Lebron uses it, why wouldn't I? (Just kidding, not a Lebron fan...at all).
Gerbera Daisies
Once you make a crazy "masculine" post, you have to follow it up with an extremely girly one, right?
I love pink and I love daisies...put both together and I'm a happy girl (plus, the pink will most likely be matching my outfit...duh).
Shoes
Why? Well, you should probably see my closet...
Friends
These are some friends and why I love them :)
I met these two during a fire drill my freshman year of college. They have stuck with me through thick and thin and I am so grateful for them! Most of my favorite college memories involve them in some way, shape or form. We have more inside jokes than I can count. It's sad not living with them anymore, but I am so excited to see all of the awesome things that they are going to do with their lives!
My siblings :) I honestly don't think I've ever had a fight with either of my siblings...ever. They are my family, but more importantly, they are my friends. My sister is a ball of energy who loves to perform. She's good at whatever she does! My brother is talented in many areas, running, speaking, writing and his latest activity...Crossfit :)
Emma and I went to the same high school, but were never really friends.We have now reconnected through our church and I am so thankful for her! We think the same way and are both working towards loving Jesus more and more each day! She is such a blessing to me!
Speaking of church, I'm thankful for my egroup. We have so much fun discussing topics and growing closer to Jesus! They have really helped me in my transition between college and moving back home. I'm so thankful for them!
I wish this girl would hurry up and move back home! She keeps it real with me, which I need and am thankful for. Merrin and I also went to high school together, but were two very different people back then. We reconnected in college and she has always been there to encourage me and keep me accountable! I don't know what I would do without her!
Speaking of accountability...
These 2 meatheads keep me accountable without even knowing it. They're responsible for my Crossfit discovery and even though they're 4 hours away, I always hear them in my head telling me to go workout when I'm trying desperately just to lay on the couch and be lazy. Way to go guys, way to go. But seriously, they are two of the most strong and inspiring guys I know.
I'm grateful for this chica. She keeps me sane. I don't exactly remember how we met, but I remember one night I was chatting with her on facebook, decided I wanted frozen yogurt, so I drove to her dorm and picked her up. The rest is history! I couldn't ask for a better, more loyal friend than her. I know that she will be in my life forever. This picture is actually a surprise picture...literally. I was in the middle of my internship this summer and she drove 4 hours to my house to surprise me...only to find out that I had to be up at 4 AM the next morning to work at a triathlon. She was a trooper and went with me. She rang a cowbell and cheered on triathletes for 4 HOURS!! Now that, my friends, is the definition of true friendship!
Last, but certainly not least, my best friend, Kendall. She's been my best friend since high school. She will probably always be my best friend. Why? Because she's awesome...that's why. She went to App State, I went to ECU, we only saw each other on breaks. But we both worked extremely hard during school and wound up both graduating a year early. I'm so proud of her and all of her accomplishments. She is one of the most genuine, loving, loyal, compassionate people you will ever meet. I am so grateful that God has given me this friendship and has allowed it to survive the distance of school and the business of life. It doesn't matter how long it's been since we've seen each other, we can always pick up right where we left off. I truly would not be who I am today without her!
If you did not receive a picture on this list...it's nothing personal. These are the pictures I had, so these are the pictures I used.
Our Annual Bonfire
Every year we have a huge (and I mean HUGE) bonfire on the empty lot in our neighborhood. We spend the entire year building it up. We invite friends and family to join us in this epic event. It's something I look forward to every year. I love bonfires (the bigger the better) and as you can see, so does my dad. Like father like daughter :) Only a few weeks until this year's bonfire! I'm getting pretty darn excited :)
Ballroom Dancing
I was a ballroom dancer back in the day, ya know, cause I'm so old and all. Seriously, though, I miss it like crazy. If my future husband doesn't know how to ballroom dance, he will quickly learn! :)
Did I mention...Shoes?
I have a shoe problem. No seriously, it's bad. I have tennis shoes galore in my closet. Why? Because my tennis shoes must match my workout attire, that's why! In the fall I have an obnoxious amount of boots and in the summer I have an obnoxious amount of sandals. But one thing is for sure...all year round, it's tennis shoes. Is that weird? Probably. But I'm okay with that.
Karen Kingsbury
Karen Kingsbury is by far my favorite author! I started reading his "Life Changing Fiction" my senior year of high school. I've ever taken longer than a few days to read her books. Last summer, I read 18 of her books in 3 months. I love sappy, Jesus filled love stories and she writes them well! She is a talented writer who loves the Lord!
Jesus Culture & Hillsong
Some of the best worship music ever written has been written by one of these two bands. I listen to them every morning on the way to work. It helps get my mind calm and focused on the day ahead and it always helps me keep my eyes on Jesus. If you haven't listened to them...you must check them out :)
Elevation
I have just recently started attending Elevation Church and I love it! These people love Jesus, plain and simple. If you haven't heard of them or if you have and haven't checked it out, I encourage you to at least check out the podcast.
Chocolate
Need I explain more? I think not...
BUT.... I did make an awesome healthier deep dish cookie pie this weekend and I'm going to share it with you, because it would be wrong of me not too. All I ask is that you read these ingredients with an open mind (and don't knock it til you try it)! I stole this recipe from the Chocolate Covered Katie Blog.
- 2 cans white beans or garbanzos (drained and rinsed) (500g total, once drained)
- 1 cup quick oats (or certified-gf quick oats)
- 1/4 cup unsweetened applesauce
- 3 tbsp oil (canola, veg, or coconut)
- 2 tsp pure vanilla extract
- 1/2 tsp baking soda
- 2 tsp baking powder
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1 and 1/2 cups brown sugar
- 1 cup chocolate chips
Blend everything (except the chips) very well in a good food processor (not a blender). Mix in chips, and pour into an oiled pan (I used a 10-inch springform pan, but you can use a smaller pan if you want areally deep-dish pie.) Cook at 350F for around 35-40 minutes. Let stand at least 10 minutes before removing from the pan. (Some commenters have had success with a blender, but I did not. Try that at your own risk, and know the results will be better in a high-quality food processor such as a Cuisinart.)
It's delicious...I promise :)
Last, but certainly not least...
Jesus
He has changed my life. He's the reason I live and breathe. I truly want every single little thing (whether it be working, shopping, serving, crossfitting or just breathing) to bring Him honor and praise. You can call me crazy or weird, but my desire is for my passion for Him to grow more and more each day! He found me at my worst and gave me His best. He died for me, so I will live for Him.
I could go on and on about things I love. I'm quite the rambler *gasp*! This post was really more so for my entertainment than yours. I need to try this whole relaxing thing more often! If you've read all the way to this sentence, you are a saint. You now know a lot of random things about me. Good for you!
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving is always a really neat time of year for me. One of the top reasons may or may not be because I have 5 great aunts and a grandmother who can cook better than all of the iron chefs combined! (You think I'm kidding...I'm not)!
Every year at Thanksgiving I enjoy being around my entire family (when I say my entire family, I mean my ENTIRE family). This year was no different. I was sitting at one of the many tables around, beside my mom, and just looking around at everyone. I remember when it was just me, Emily and Anna (my cousins), and now there's more kids than I can count on my fingers and toes. It's crazy how quickly life goes by. I catch myself thinking, "Slow down! But wait, Hurry Up!" It's so easy to focus on things we don't have or wanting to be in a different phase of life. I am truly content with where I am, but I can't help but wonder at what's to come. For example: I was thinking earlier today, "what phase of life will I be in this time next year?" Clearly that is something I do not need to worry about at the moment. If it were, I'd be in that phase already. Jesus and I have this conversation quite often. Actually, we have it more often than I'd like to admit.
I'm a go-getter. A hard-headed, determined go-getter. I'm constantly thinking about how I can improve something or create something better (did I mention one of my top strengths in Strength Finders is Futuristic)? In many ways, that's a good thing, but when it comes to God and His timing, it's a definite struggle. I'm one of those people that can see something and make things happen. Unfortunately, that's not how it works with God. There isn't much I can do to "make things happen." Fact: you cannot manipulate God. Plain and simple, folks. Lately I've been allowing myself to get too far ahead of where God wants me to be. Today I clearly heard Him say, "Sarah, you're doing it again. Let it go. My timing. Look around at all you have to be thankful for! Everyday is Thanksgiving with me. Enjoy my presence and all that I've given you... it's all you truly need."
Jesus, forgive me of all the times I try to rush out of your covering and try to make things happen for myself. Thank you, Lord, for second chances, for a chance to continually come back to You. Thank you that I can trust You. Thank you that no matter what, You make ALL things work together for the good of those who love You. I do love you, therefore everything in my life is working together for good.
Friends, look around at all that you have to be thankful for. Even the tiniest things that you take advantage of every day. Slow down, take a breath, God has not forgotten about you. Whatever you are believing Him for, talk to Him about it and trust Him in all things!
Happy Thanksgiving!
"The Lord has done great things for us and we are glad!"-Psalm 126:3
Every year at Thanksgiving I enjoy being around my entire family (when I say my entire family, I mean my ENTIRE family). This year was no different. I was sitting at one of the many tables around, beside my mom, and just looking around at everyone. I remember when it was just me, Emily and Anna (my cousins), and now there's more kids than I can count on my fingers and toes. It's crazy how quickly life goes by. I catch myself thinking, "Slow down! But wait, Hurry Up!" It's so easy to focus on things we don't have or wanting to be in a different phase of life. I am truly content with where I am, but I can't help but wonder at what's to come. For example: I was thinking earlier today, "what phase of life will I be in this time next year?" Clearly that is something I do not need to worry about at the moment. If it were, I'd be in that phase already. Jesus and I have this conversation quite often. Actually, we have it more often than I'd like to admit.
I'm a go-getter. A hard-headed, determined go-getter. I'm constantly thinking about how I can improve something or create something better (did I mention one of my top strengths in Strength Finders is Futuristic)? In many ways, that's a good thing, but when it comes to God and His timing, it's a definite struggle. I'm one of those people that can see something and make things happen. Unfortunately, that's not how it works with God. There isn't much I can do to "make things happen." Fact: you cannot manipulate God. Plain and simple, folks. Lately I've been allowing myself to get too far ahead of where God wants me to be. Today I clearly heard Him say, "Sarah, you're doing it again. Let it go. My timing. Look around at all you have to be thankful for! Everyday is Thanksgiving with me. Enjoy my presence and all that I've given you... it's all you truly need."
Jesus, forgive me of all the times I try to rush out of your covering and try to make things happen for myself. Thank you, Lord, for second chances, for a chance to continually come back to You. Thank you that I can trust You. Thank you that no matter what, You make ALL things work together for the good of those who love You. I do love you, therefore everything in my life is working together for good.
Friends, look around at all that you have to be thankful for. Even the tiniest things that you take advantage of every day. Slow down, take a breath, God has not forgotten about you. Whatever you are believing Him for, talk to Him about it and trust Him in all things!
Happy Thanksgiving!
"The Lord has done great things for us and we are glad!"-Psalm 126:3
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Who knew a little dog could teach me so much about Jesus?!
This past week has been challenging. It's been full of tears, laughter, sorrow and joy.
When I was in high school, my family got a dog for Christmas. We named him Bandit. He was a tiny papitese who was three pounds fully grown. He brought a lot of joy to our family.
Tuesday night Bandit was struck by a car and passed away. It was very unexpected and a terrible accident. Amongst all of the sadness, I encountered God in a way that I never had before.
Wednesday morning I came into work and was talking to my supervisor about the terrible accident that happened the night before. She comforted me as I was crying and let me take my time telling the story. She then went out to run errands and I was in the office alone. Another wave of tears came, but this time it was for a completely different reason. These tears had nothing to do with losing my dog- it had everything to do with the realization of how much Jesus loved me.
I grew up in church. I've walked with Jesus for 11 years, but it wasn't until Wednesday mid-morning that I began to realize how much Jesus really loves me. I know that I'll never completely understand how much- but I certainly got an idea this time.
I was thinking about Bandit. He was an inside dog. I belong to a family that it constantly on the run, which means Bandit was left at home alone a lot, chained to a chair in our kitchen. He also tended to bark... A LOT. Every time he heard a noise, knock at the door, door bell or see an animal outside- he would go absolutely ballistic. My family found it to be extremely annoying. There were other times where he would sit at your feet, look up at you and beg to come sit on your lap. This was usually because you had food that he wanted. Many times I would just ignore him because I didn't want to deal with having to keep him from getting into food he wasn't supposed to have.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks...
How I treated Bandit is a lot like how I treat Jesus. How many times do I try to chain God to a chair and tell Him I'll be back later- when it's more convenient for me to spend time with Him? It's a lot more than I'd like to admit. I can see Bandit in the back of my mind, stretching his leash as far as it will let him go, just to be near me. Many times he would come lay on the couch, but always having some part of his body touching me, just so he could touch me. I didn't have to talk to him, it didn't matter, he was just excited to be with me. I would come home from a long day at work, after leaving him by himself for hours, but when I'd walk through that door- he would be so excited to see me.
What a beautiful picture of unconditional love.
Jesus is the exact same way. I can ignore Him, reluctantly spend time with Him because I feel guilty or not spend any time with Him at all- but He's still there. He is so excited when I want to spend time with Him and longs for me to acknowledge Him when I'm "too busy" doing something else. He even loves it when I come into His presence, not saying a word and just sit there. He just wants to be with me all of the time, no matter what I'm doing. He longs to be my best friend!
"Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13
The next verse goes on to tell us that we are friends of God. He calls us His friend...He showed us the greatest love by laying His life down for us.
Since that encounter on Wednesday morning, I've even begun to view people differently...
Thursday afternoon I had my first encounter with a trans-gender. She walked through the door and clearly she was not a natural woman. I began to talk to her and after she left, I was shocked that not one judgmental thought came to mind. All I could think about was how nice she was. She was so sincere with all of her words and she even asked if her clothes were appropriate because she didn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable.
Then I realized that if this situation would have happened just 24 hours before, I would have been so quick to jump to conclusions about this person. That's when I heard Christ say, "I love you no more or no less than I love her... when I was on the cross, you both were on my mind." I'm so tired of seeing sins being "categorized." She struggles with her identity... well, I struggle with pride. I'm pretty sure those are both sins. No sin is greater than the other. Jesus came for the sinners... He hung out with the sinners. I hope that I can show His love to whoever I come in contact with.
"For we ALL have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God." -Romans 3:23
I challenge you, before you go and make assumptions about other people, look at yourself. We all struggle with something. Jesus died so that we could be free (free doesn't mean perfect or that you won't stumble... but it does mean that we can have life in Christ, knowing that we are forgiven)!
I truly believe once we realize the love of God and what unconditional love truly looks like, we wouldn't struggle in loving other people. I have a jacked up life. Quite frankly, if I were God, I would have given up on me a long time ago. Why? Because I'm a human who has conditional love, whether I like to admit it or not. The flesh lives with conditional love, but the Spirit has unconditional love. It's a constant battle, learning to love as Christ loves. I'm so glad that He is full of grace, to take me as I am, dust me off and call me His.
Who knew that a little three pound puppy dog could teach me more about Jesus than I've experienced in 21 years.
When I was in high school, my family got a dog for Christmas. We named him Bandit. He was a tiny papitese who was three pounds fully grown. He brought a lot of joy to our family.
Tuesday night Bandit was struck by a car and passed away. It was very unexpected and a terrible accident. Amongst all of the sadness, I encountered God in a way that I never had before.
Wednesday morning I came into work and was talking to my supervisor about the terrible accident that happened the night before. She comforted me as I was crying and let me take my time telling the story. She then went out to run errands and I was in the office alone. Another wave of tears came, but this time it was for a completely different reason. These tears had nothing to do with losing my dog- it had everything to do with the realization of how much Jesus loved me.
I grew up in church. I've walked with Jesus for 11 years, but it wasn't until Wednesday mid-morning that I began to realize how much Jesus really loves me. I know that I'll never completely understand how much- but I certainly got an idea this time.
I was thinking about Bandit. He was an inside dog. I belong to a family that it constantly on the run, which means Bandit was left at home alone a lot, chained to a chair in our kitchen. He also tended to bark... A LOT. Every time he heard a noise, knock at the door, door bell or see an animal outside- he would go absolutely ballistic. My family found it to be extremely annoying. There were other times where he would sit at your feet, look up at you and beg to come sit on your lap. This was usually because you had food that he wanted. Many times I would just ignore him because I didn't want to deal with having to keep him from getting into food he wasn't supposed to have.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks...
How I treated Bandit is a lot like how I treat Jesus. How many times do I try to chain God to a chair and tell Him I'll be back later- when it's more convenient for me to spend time with Him? It's a lot more than I'd like to admit. I can see Bandit in the back of my mind, stretching his leash as far as it will let him go, just to be near me. Many times he would come lay on the couch, but always having some part of his body touching me, just so he could touch me. I didn't have to talk to him, it didn't matter, he was just excited to be with me. I would come home from a long day at work, after leaving him by himself for hours, but when I'd walk through that door- he would be so excited to see me.
What a beautiful picture of unconditional love.
Jesus is the exact same way. I can ignore Him, reluctantly spend time with Him because I feel guilty or not spend any time with Him at all- but He's still there. He is so excited when I want to spend time with Him and longs for me to acknowledge Him when I'm "too busy" doing something else. He even loves it when I come into His presence, not saying a word and just sit there. He just wants to be with me all of the time, no matter what I'm doing. He longs to be my best friend!
All I could hear was Jesus saying, "Sarah, don't you see? This is how I love you. You can push me under a rug, ignore me or spend time with me out of guilt, but I still love you. I still want to be with you all of the time. Yes, it hurts when you ignore Me, but it doesn't change my love for you. I still want to be your best friend."
"Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13
The next verse goes on to tell us that we are friends of God. He calls us His friend...He showed us the greatest love by laying His life down for us.
Since that encounter on Wednesday morning, I've even begun to view people differently...
Thursday afternoon I had my first encounter with a trans-gender. She walked through the door and clearly she was not a natural woman. I began to talk to her and after she left, I was shocked that not one judgmental thought came to mind. All I could think about was how nice she was. She was so sincere with all of her words and she even asked if her clothes were appropriate because she didn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable.
Then I realized that if this situation would have happened just 24 hours before, I would have been so quick to jump to conclusions about this person. That's when I heard Christ say, "I love you no more or no less than I love her... when I was on the cross, you both were on my mind." I'm so tired of seeing sins being "categorized." She struggles with her identity... well, I struggle with pride. I'm pretty sure those are both sins. No sin is greater than the other. Jesus came for the sinners... He hung out with the sinners. I hope that I can show His love to whoever I come in contact with.
"For we ALL have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God." -Romans 3:23
I challenge you, before you go and make assumptions about other people, look at yourself. We all struggle with something. Jesus died so that we could be free (free doesn't mean perfect or that you won't stumble... but it does mean that we can have life in Christ, knowing that we are forgiven)!
I truly believe once we realize the love of God and what unconditional love truly looks like, we wouldn't struggle in loving other people. I have a jacked up life. Quite frankly, if I were God, I would have given up on me a long time ago. Why? Because I'm a human who has conditional love, whether I like to admit it or not. The flesh lives with conditional love, but the Spirit has unconditional love. It's a constant battle, learning to love as Christ loves. I'm so glad that He is full of grace, to take me as I am, dust me off and call me His.
Who knew that a little three pound puppy dog could teach me more about Jesus than I've experienced in 21 years.
Goodbye, Bandit. You were a great dog and I will always remember the excitement you showed every time I walked through that door. I will miss you!
Saturday, September 8, 2012
I'm changing the definition of "True Love Waits"
So I've discovered that I don't believe in "True Love Waits" like most people believe in it. In fact, I may not believe in it at all.
Now before you continue to read, there is something that you need to understand: I want you to hear my heart in this. To some, this post could sound angry and resentful, but that's not the way it's intended to sound. I want this to be encouraging. I'm in a season of life where I am not looking for a relationship- but I have many friends that are... so I wanted to share my heart and things that God has taught me over the years with them. :)
Yesterday, a friend of mine posted an article on facebook about True Love Waits rings and it really got me thinking.
I received a True Love Waits ring when I was 13. I signed the little contact and hid it away in my jewelry box so I could give it to my husband someday. Just like the lady who wrote the article I mentioned earlier.
I wore that ring faithfully for years, knowing that if I waited long enough, God would send me my prince. Why would I think otherwise- it's what I (and most girls) are taught. It's almost as if love is a fairytale... we wait for a man to sweep us off of our feet and then life magically becomes easier.
I was attending a christian conference in college and, ironically enough, my ring breaks...during a session on purity. Nice. After contemplating whether I was going to get it fixed or replace it, I decided not too.
The article got me thinking about the decision I made to not replace my ring 3 years ago...
It saddens me how many girls today go into crisis mode when there are no male prospects in site. Especially older girls. I feel like society expects every woman to grow up, go to college, meet the love of their life, graduate, get married and have kids. Then society does an awesome job at making some women feel like failures if they are over the age of 25 with no husband in site. Think about it... how many books are out about waiting for "the one," there are tons of step by step books in preparing yourself for marriage some day... it's almost as bad as the number of dieting books on the shelves.
Please understand this: I have no problem with books on relationships, or Bible studies on relationships, or singles groups (heck, I'm in one). It's important to fellowship with people who are in the same season of life with you. But when a season of singleness is something that defines you... it's unhealthy.
We are taught from such a young age that we should "wait" (mostly referring to having sex before marriage) and someday God will bless you with Mr. Right and then you can move on with all of the awesome plans God has for you.
And for the record...I'm not "waiting" because I signed some contract and told my parents that I would wait (that's religious, I don't do religion)... I'm waiting because I love Jesus and want to honor Him with my life by obeying His Word. (That's relationship...the good stuff).
Then we see some single ladies continue to wait as they continue to get older, see many of their friends marry, wondering why it's not happening for them. Some are waiting a lot longer than they thought they would have too, then become tired of waiting, some become resentful of others relationships and some even become resentful of God.
I've heard countless married women say that their biggest realization after getting married was that their husbands aren't God- they are not able to fulfill them the way Jesus can. Life continues to go on after the wedding, hardships are still present. Life doesn't all of a sudden turn into a perfect fairytale. Why? Fairytales don't exist. And that's okay! What a blessing to have a partner, your best friend, do life with you, help you and support you through every season of life. It's meant to be a blessing, but I've learned from so many people that it is by no means easy. Which is also okay! If it's easy, it's probably not worth working for :)
I mean just think about it, how many times have we told ourselves, "if I just had this, then I would be happy," then we get whatever that thing is and are left unfulfilled and unsatisfied. What makes you think that marriage would be any different? Love and marriage is something that I see idolized almost everywhere I go- I remember my sophmore year of college calling my mom with tears running down my face, explaining to her how I would give everything up just to be loved by a man. (Thankfully, I've grown up quite a bit since then). I was so blind. Yes, I still desire relationship, love and marriage, but it is not on top of my list of things to do. It is not going to dictate my joy...because if it does, it will leave me unsatisfied and unfulfilled.
I want Jesus to be the greatest reality in my life... in my singleness and someday, in my marriage. I want Him to be my ultimate source of fulfillment- because He is the one who can fulfill.
I decided a long time ago that I'm not going to continue to wait for life to happen the way so many people think it should happen. I'm almost 22 years old, graduated from college, in a career... with no man in site.
Am I freaking out and going into panic mode? Absolutely not.
Please do not get me wrong- I greatly desire a husband and a family someday. I strongly believe marriage is a beautiful thing and that God delights in it. But I refuse to wait around letting life pass me by because it's not happening the way others say it should.
I LOVE Jesus. I want Him to have my whole heart. He knows what's best for me and all things happen in His perfect timing.
Friends, please, I beg you, do not ignore what's going on in your life right now because you're afraid of missing your Mr. Right. God is so much bigger than that!
Enjoy what He has for you right now, in this season of your life. Stop playing the waiting game. Jesus gives us a reason to be joyful in every season of life!
My prayer is that you would be fully satisfied in Christ, knowing that He knows what's best for you. I promise you that the Lord will not keep you from a good thing. He loves blessing you. He loves to see you smile and see you full of joy! But don't let your circumstances dictate your joy- there is always a reason to rejoice!
Now before you continue to read, there is something that you need to understand: I want you to hear my heart in this. To some, this post could sound angry and resentful, but that's not the way it's intended to sound. I want this to be encouraging. I'm in a season of life where I am not looking for a relationship- but I have many friends that are... so I wanted to share my heart and things that God has taught me over the years with them. :)
Yesterday, a friend of mine posted an article on facebook about True Love Waits rings and it really got me thinking.
I received a True Love Waits ring when I was 13. I signed the little contact and hid it away in my jewelry box so I could give it to my husband someday. Just like the lady who wrote the article I mentioned earlier.
I wore that ring faithfully for years, knowing that if I waited long enough, God would send me my prince. Why would I think otherwise- it's what I (and most girls) are taught. It's almost as if love is a fairytale... we wait for a man to sweep us off of our feet and then life magically becomes easier.
I was attending a christian conference in college and, ironically enough, my ring breaks...during a session on purity. Nice. After contemplating whether I was going to get it fixed or replace it, I decided not too.
The article got me thinking about the decision I made to not replace my ring 3 years ago...
It saddens me how many girls today go into crisis mode when there are no male prospects in site. Especially older girls. I feel like society expects every woman to grow up, go to college, meet the love of their life, graduate, get married and have kids. Then society does an awesome job at making some women feel like failures if they are over the age of 25 with no husband in site. Think about it... how many books are out about waiting for "the one," there are tons of step by step books in preparing yourself for marriage some day... it's almost as bad as the number of dieting books on the shelves.
Please understand this: I have no problem with books on relationships, or Bible studies on relationships, or singles groups (heck, I'm in one). It's important to fellowship with people who are in the same season of life with you. But when a season of singleness is something that defines you... it's unhealthy.
We are taught from such a young age that we should "wait" (mostly referring to having sex before marriage) and someday God will bless you with Mr. Right and then you can move on with all of the awesome plans God has for you.
And for the record...I'm not "waiting" because I signed some contract and told my parents that I would wait (that's religious, I don't do religion)... I'm waiting because I love Jesus and want to honor Him with my life by obeying His Word. (That's relationship...the good stuff).
Then we see some single ladies continue to wait as they continue to get older, see many of their friends marry, wondering why it's not happening for them. Some are waiting a lot longer than they thought they would have too, then become tired of waiting, some become resentful of others relationships and some even become resentful of God.
I've heard countless married women say that their biggest realization after getting married was that their husbands aren't God- they are not able to fulfill them the way Jesus can. Life continues to go on after the wedding, hardships are still present. Life doesn't all of a sudden turn into a perfect fairytale. Why? Fairytales don't exist. And that's okay! What a blessing to have a partner, your best friend, do life with you, help you and support you through every season of life. It's meant to be a blessing, but I've learned from so many people that it is by no means easy. Which is also okay! If it's easy, it's probably not worth working for :)
I mean just think about it, how many times have we told ourselves, "if I just had this, then I would be happy," then we get whatever that thing is and are left unfulfilled and unsatisfied. What makes you think that marriage would be any different? Love and marriage is something that I see idolized almost everywhere I go- I remember my sophmore year of college calling my mom with tears running down my face, explaining to her how I would give everything up just to be loved by a man. (Thankfully, I've grown up quite a bit since then). I was so blind. Yes, I still desire relationship, love and marriage, but it is not on top of my list of things to do. It is not going to dictate my joy...because if it does, it will leave me unsatisfied and unfulfilled.
I want Jesus to be the greatest reality in my life... in my singleness and someday, in my marriage. I want Him to be my ultimate source of fulfillment- because He is the one who can fulfill.
I decided a long time ago that I'm not going to continue to wait for life to happen the way so many people think it should happen. I'm almost 22 years old, graduated from college, in a career... with no man in site.
Am I freaking out and going into panic mode? Absolutely not.
Please do not get me wrong- I greatly desire a husband and a family someday. I strongly believe marriage is a beautiful thing and that God delights in it. But I refuse to wait around letting life pass me by because it's not happening the way others say it should.
I LOVE Jesus. I want Him to have my whole heart. He knows what's best for me and all things happen in His perfect timing.
Friends, please, I beg you, do not ignore what's going on in your life right now because you're afraid of missing your Mr. Right. God is so much bigger than that!
Enjoy what He has for you right now, in this season of your life. Stop playing the waiting game. Jesus gives us a reason to be joyful in every season of life!
My prayer is that you would be fully satisfied in Christ, knowing that He knows what's best for you. I promise you that the Lord will not keep you from a good thing. He loves blessing you. He loves to see you smile and see you full of joy! But don't let your circumstances dictate your joy- there is always a reason to rejoice!
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