No, no, not the long legs, size 0, walking the runway in five inch heels type of supermodel. I'm pretty certain that is not a possibility in my future. But I can be a super model.
The other day I was thinking and dreaming about Jordyn; who she will become, what interests she will have, what life choices she will make someday. I realized that even though I want her to make her own choices, I will still greatly influence how she makes those choices.
Today I am thankful for...
Soothers
Snow
Cheesecake
Grandmas
New Clothes
Harmony
Sleep
New Life
Being Challenged
Nutella
Growth
Love
Backroads
Stories
This past week at my youth group I had the privilege of teaching the lesson for the night. (Special hello to any River Warriors youth who are reading this!!!) I talked about the difference between head knowledge of God and heart belief in God. About how I can know (head) that God loves me, but when it actually hits a hard reality of a struggle I'm facing or a sin I keep committing, my true beliefs are exposed and the small fears that creep up tell me my heart is not yet fully convinced that God really does love me and offers
This post has been a beast for me to get out. I started it at least a month ago. It has been hard to write because it is still in process in my life. It is not something I have learned and can reflect on, it is something I am learning and processing each day.
When you hear the word "productivity", does it stoke the fires of your inner drive, or douse the flames of your inner carefree spirit?
I have been a new mom now for over four months, and most days I am at home taking care of Jordyn, putzing around the house, doing what needs to get done. And there is always a good list of things that need to get done. Laundry, dishes, sweeping, dusting, on and on and on. I am not a task driven person, however, so constantly feeling required to be productive is not easy for me. Feeling like I need to accomplish housework and keep everything in
In addition to being Remembrance Day, yesterday was my Grandpa's 94th birthday. So to celebrate, the Ontario contingent of the family that was available got together for a nice lasagna dinner complete with birthday cake. Being 94, my grandpa's body fails him in a few key areas - he has difficulty seeing and hearing, among other things. It can often be hard to communicate with him. Despite this, last night I realized there are a few things that transcend any communication difficulties, things that he connects with the
Today I am thankful for...
- Spending time with family, especially those from far away
- Every new ability my baby learns to do, cooing, laughing, grabbing her toes...
- Being a part of a loving and Christ-seeking church family
- Developing deeper friendships
- (never thought I would say this...) Working out so hard I am dripping with sweat
- Autumn sunshine
- Christ in me, the hope of glory!!!
So often we, as broken people, put the burden of fixing ourselves on ourselves. We try, harder and harder. We make promises to ourselves, commitments to God. We push, we strive, we fight with our brokenness. We even ask God for the strength to change. But we are ultimately expecting to do it ourselves.
But we do not have the strength or ability to fix our brokenness. We crumble under the weight of it. We really only have the strength to go to One who is
I've felt it when I'm running on the elliptical in the morning. When just the right song starts to play in my headphones, with just the right speed to match the rhythm of my feet. And suddenly my tiredness goes away, and I no longer feel like I'm struggling uphill. But instead I'm in the groove, in the flow. My body matching the tempo of the music. And for a few minutes, this crazy
