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the thoughts that keep me awake

June 27, 2012

{written last weekend. the one post of three that survived my insomnia writings. ha!}

It’s one of those nights where sleep just doesn’t want to show up in my bedroom.

Well actually, it showed up to my daughter who is peacefully and adorably sleeping next to me tonight, since the boys are out camping…but somehow it skipped me.

So, while I wait…here’s what’s on my mind.

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I want to cut my hair. I am loving the long angled bob (the longer version) a whole lot. But I love long hair too much. So I’ll simply have to admire others who have the bravery.

Also? I want to dye my hair.

A yummy dark chocolate brown or a beautiful shade of red.
Possibly a shade I can find at a drugstore and do myself, because the expense of my “natural” blonde is getting to be a bit of a burden on the budget.
Do I dare???
I’ll wait till the fall to decide.
Stay tuned.

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I haven’t had pizza in weeks, and I barely miss it.

And that’s just crazy talk.

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Today I met with a friend from church, who I didn’t know super well but have always felt a connection with.
It was such an incredibly peaceful time, where I just felt reminded of why God has allowed me (and all of us) to walk the paths we do.

It’s worth it.

Especially when it leads you to a seat across from one of the most beautiful souls you know.

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This last year God has delivered me some incredible friends and deepened others.
These are friendships I never thought I deserved or would ever experience having in my lifetime.
They are the perfect addition to my life and every day I feel so blessed to have them.
They are the kind that will absolutely stand the test of time.
Yet, I wouldn’t have them, once again, if I hadn’t walked through all that God has allowed.

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Tonight I said yes, she could sleep with me in my bed…and her eyes lit up.
It was as though I told her tonight was Christmas.
And I realized just how much she needs me, how much our time together means to her.

Earlier today we just sat on the porch steps side by side.
Just the two of us, and she wrapped her arm through mine and simply laid her head on my shoulder. Silently, we sat there watching Stella chase shadows, and it was perfect.
In that moment, I put aside my to do list, my looming deadlines, and I soaked up every minute alone I had with her.

Maybe that’s why I’m still awake.
I love listening to her peaceful sound of sleep. Her deep and steady breaths in and out.
I get to be her mom.
I get to love her and teach her and be her example.
I hope I never let her down….too much.

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I met an adopted little girl today, who had first been a foster child.

I felt that familiar ache that lead us to fostering a couple years ago.

And it scares me….
But, whatever God calls us to…
we’re willing.

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Speaking of scared…we have a team from our church in Uganda this week.
And as I’ve been reading the blog of their stories, I find myself suddenly wondering…..

Can I handle it?

Is my heart too sensitive?

Will I crumble at the stories?

Will I ever want to leave?

Will there be enough anti anxiety medicine to get me through the plane ride and long bus rides into the village? (jesus is enough, jesus is enough)

And with these thoughts, I feel myself beginning to back out of my plans.

And then today, I was reminded that if it’s scary….if it makes me feel like I can’t possibly do it myself…then it’s most likely where God wants me.
To show HIS power.
To show HIM.
Less of me, more of Him.

And so the Uganda prayers continue.
With an open and willing heart.

And maybe Haiti.

And maybe adoption.

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Also, tonight as I worked through all these thoughts….I had to fight the feelings of just wanting to stay in bed and hide away from it all.
But, I didn’t.
I knew in doing that, I wasn’t going to learn to have strength, the strength God intends to give.

And so I pulled up a itunes sermon podcast (John MacArthur, spiritual stability series, amazing!), opened my bible, and had a little church in my bed.
It was humbling.
The message was for me.

And then I got on my knees.
Literally, beside my bed.
Because it felt right…where it’s never felt natural before.
{I don’t ever do this.}
And I began to silently pray.
In a different way.
It was as though my thoughts just floated around and with each one it became a bubble that I imagined was floating up to God.

“Here, and this one. And this one. And oh, this too….”

All the thoughts.
All the worries.
All the people who have been on my heart.
It all just floated to Him without intention or purpose, just happening so naturally and free.
{no drugs were involved.}

And then I expressed so much of my love for Him.
So much sorrow for missing the point of Him, and of my lifes purpose all these years.
And for the first time in a long time, with tears, I bared my heart and soul.
All that scared me.
All that I desired.
All that I hoped for.
And then I laid it at his feet and walked away.

And I rested.

The fear was gone.

And only calm remained.

No medicine needed.

No friend called for advice.

Just sweet simple time where I had no agenda with the Lord.

And in it all, I learned this.

We are to find contentment always.
Not necessarily in our circumstances. Because often that is impossible.
But if you stop to consider God, and all His incredible love and ways and plans and sovereignty….
you would be overflowing with joy, simply because you are in His presence always.

That is how I want to be remembered.

One who learned to be content in all things.

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So ya.

I guess this is why God keeps me awake sometimes.

And with all that….I think He’s calling me to sleep.

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be still

June 21, 2012

In this whole quest I’ve been on, or that God is leading me through, I have just had this intense feeling to be quiet.

To stop being so busy.
To stop wasting time on things that don’t matter.

To stop being distracted.

To.

Just.

Stop.

And here’s the thing.
I know it’s God, and not me, because recently I actually had this weird, totally NOT me thought…

“Maybe it’s time to let go of YouTube for a bit. And maybe perhaps some of the trashy Reality TV too… And what about all that junk food?”

To which I was all, “Ummmm….God, is that You? And are you sure you meant this thought for me??? Maybe your wires got crossed (mistakes happen) and this was actually intended for someone else…..”

And so I brushed it off and moved on and away from such drastic thinking.

But then the thought was there again the next day….and the day after that.

And so I pulled up my DVR recordings and I just started deleting.
Pausing at each show to check once again for that recurring thought.

“Let it go.”

Sigh.

Delete.
Delete.
Pause.
Delete.

And as I started letting go of the noise and the distractions, I realized suddenly how badly I had missed the silence.

How badly I needed peace and calm.

{she found me in my moment of peace and asked me to read to her.}

And so this last weekend, I practiced living without the junk.

I packed up my family and we went on an adventure.
With a picnic basket, blankets, and only a vision in my head, we set out to find a little bit of peace and solitude.

It was a little like Forrest Gump, in that we just got up and started going.
Only in a car.
No Run-Nang.
We were driving and driving and we had no idea where we would end up….and then suddenly we just stopped.
At a beautiful secluded lake, where there was absolutely no noise.

My kids were so excited about our adventure, and I loved the look of joy in their eyes when we finally discovered our little gem.

As we sat on our blankets under the umbrella talking and eating lunch, we all seemed to be at our best.
The kids were laughing and smiling, and there wasn’t a single moment of arguing.

At one point I laid back next to Taylor as he sweetly wrapped his arms around me, and we just snuggled there for a few moments listening to the sound of nature.

And as the tiny waves quietly lapped the shore of our little paradise, he whispered…
“Mom. I just love that sound. I love it so much.”

How sweet.
How simple.

And yet, we can get so busy…
so distracted….
so caught up in things that are meaningless and serve no lasting purpose…
that we miss these kinds of moments.

I’m realizing we weren’t meant to live such crazy busy lives.
Our bodies and minds weren’t designed for such stress.

And I hope that with more and more practice, being still can come easier to me even when I’m not in the actual presence of a silent paradise.

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Thanks to my gal Mama Kat (BlogHer roomie, wuz up!) for the writers workshop topic:
Time for a break! Show us where you go for quiet time.

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haiti, uganda, zumba, crazy love & youtube

June 20, 2012

{one of my most clever titles thus far, don’t ya think?}

Okay, so this isn’t so much a deep post.

Nor is it a post tipping you off to a new beauty product I’m loving.

It’s just a “Hey, here’s what’s up post.”

And I am going to try not to get all deep and spiritual about anything, because my mind needs to rest for a sec.

Seriously.

I need a brain vacay.

This may be why I’m starting a new blog with my sister Heather.

It’ll be NOTHING deep and everything about home, decor, beauty and more…

And it’s in the design process, and I can’t wait to share my sister with you guys.

I adore her beyond words.

{as I do all my sisters.}

Okay, so I’m just going to write it all out as though I think that you really really care, and unload this list once and for all.

The list of my life at the moment.

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As you guys probably know, I think I can officially say I’m now a PAID freelance writer, and I ADORE my job. ADORE.

Not to mention The Mommalogues, which is such a blast…it doesn’t even feel like work.

The tough part?

Coming up with amazeball pitches and meeting deadlines.

Who knew there could be tough side to writing???

I keep hoping in time, I’ll get the hang of it and my editors will love me the way I so desire them too.

It’s the middle child in me.

I need acceptance.

Love me.

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Also?

I’m going to start teaching Zumba.

Aqua Zumba to be exact.

And I’m hoping I’ll be ready to teach my own classes by August.

And yes.

I realize I’m totally white.

But I DO have a Hispanic last name.

{by marriage.}

It’s just that I love dancing, and I need to force myself to workout more, and I LOVE being around people, making them laugh and have fun….not to mention I need money for all these mission trips/or other such plans God may have for our family….

so Aqua Zumba it will be.

My soon to be passion/hobby/part time job.

If someone will hire.

If people will come.

I already have two routines down, with only 8 more to go before I can teach a full class.

I’m thinking maybe I’ll dye my hair dark and start working on Latin accent.

Jimmy says I already have the Latina feisty thing going on, so I’m kinda close.

So….it’s almost as though God has been prepping me for this all my married life.

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Along with this, my kids are home from school for the summer.

And while I’m not as anxious about it as I was last year (maybe it’s the hormone balancing that’s finally happening? more on that later.), it’s still, you know, summer vacation.

And my kids?

They have a passion to be WHEREVER it is I AM.

We have a 1200 sq ft house with a 1/2 acre of land (that we may sell soon), and the reason it’s so small is because even if we had a huge house, they would still ALWAYS be in the room that I am.

Even if that room is a stinky bathroom.

They just don’t care.

One day I will miss that.

Right?

I’ll one day miss the incessant talking that Taylor has the gift of doing.

Phrasing a sentence/question in about 30 different ways in a surprisingly SHORT amount of time. Although it FEELS as though hours have passed.

“Who ate this strawberry?”

“Nobody, I cut off the bad parts.”

“It looks like somebody ate part of it right here.”

“No, I just sliced off the soft parts.”

“You sure nobody ate any part of this?”

“No.”

“Maybe Chloe? I think Chloe ate part of this…”

And on and on and ON it goes.

I’ll miss that right?

I’ll also miss the screaming that Chloe has a gift for doing.

At home.

In public.

In my dreams.

{if you follow on facebook, you know she got kicked out of swim lessons for this psychotic behavior}

It’ll be a cute memory one day, right?

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And then there’s this weight loss I have got going on.

Or SHOULD have going on.

But somehow that insane self control I used to have???

It’s gone, along with minute parts of my sanity.

And so every day, I am trying to accomplish just one or two goals.

And so far it’s happening, but this mushy body stuff….is still there.

Wish it melted away as fast as it come on.

{my new best friend, my fitness pal app}

I think plastic surgery is looking better and better.

Plus, I hear it comes with great pain pills.

That’s sounds kind of nice right now.

In the meantime, I’ve been slacking on posting What I wore out posts because nothing looks cute on me except miu miu’s.

And that can only be cute in a fashion post….

um….

never.

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Also….

I’m trying to take a break from watching YouTube Beauty Channels.

It’s causing a fluctuation in our budget, and I fear it may be the cause of us possibly needing to sell our house.

Plus, how many pink lipsticks does one girl REALLY need?

30+ if you watch YouTube.

Which I do.

I mean did.

And if I quit watching YouTube (i mean, take a break. i can’t quit you YouTube), maybe I should take a break from making YouTube videos.

Not that they’re all that popular anyway (why don’t they love me???)….but still.

I would hate to stumble the three that do watch.

But then that brings us back to my issues with lack of self control, of which you may have plenty.

If that is the case, you are welcome to move in and teach me your ways.

And then…

We are praying over two mission trips….one to Haiti and one to Uganda.

All in the next year.

And it excites me and scares me.

Because what if anxiety strikes up again while I’m out in the far away lands?

What if I need to poop for a really long time when I’m supposed to be building a school or something?

What if there are….BUGS???

God is bigger than all that.

I must remember.

{i did it before, i can do it again.}

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And so, with all of this going on in my life….

I decided (more so God did) that I needed to add in leading a summer bible study through Crazy Love with a group of our High School girls.

And that???

Is what is keeping me grounded.

Those amazing girls.

That inspiring study.

That bi-monthly reminder that AlLLLLLL that other stuff above is just stuff…

and what really matters is the stuff of Monday night bonding and study.

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Oh.

Also.

I’m behind in MANY sponsored posts and giveaways.

In fact, I may be on some black lists now because of this.

But, I blame perimenopause.

And weight gain.

For the next 8-10 years, that will absolutely be my scapegoat with or without hormone replacement therapy.

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I need a vacation.

Somewhere quiet.

Somewhere there aren’t ANY people….

so that I can lay out.

And just be silent.

And allow my soul to breathe and regain what’s been lost in the shuffle.

Have you ever just CRAVED peace and silence?

I forget, I’m writing to a group of mostly moms.

Of course you do.

Maybe, that’s next on my to do list.

Forget blogging conferences.

{See you at BlogHer12?}

Let’s plan a quiet peaceful conference.

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And speaking of conferences, anybody get their feelings hurt that they aren’t approached to speak or share on their wisdom?

No?

Just me?

Again.

Blaming perimenopause.

Or middle child syndrome.

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So, ya….that’s what’s up.

Without getting deep.

What up wit you?

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iWrite…off the blog

June 13, 2012

As you guys know, I’ve been happily tapping away on my computer writing up articles for SheKnows and allParenting, and I absolutely LOVE IT.
{these websites, you guys?!? TOTES ba-na-nas.}

Here’s the latest of what’s out there on the Big World Wide Web that has my name on it….

Choosing Mr. Right and not Mr. Right Now

How to come together as a couple in times of crisis

How to display your jewelry in style

Eat real foods on a budget

Best drugstore beauty products for moms

Celeb marriage mentors: Kim & Khloe Kardashian

There’s freedom in saying “Me too…”

Can I possibly make a difference?

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So you know, in your free time….you should TOTALLY read them, like them, share them, comment on them….all the things that I’d swoon for to help spread the article word.

xoxo

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i cooked, i baked, i share (banana bread, mac n cheese)

June 13, 2012

If you follow me on Instagram (you do, right?!? if not, it’s lemusingsofmoi, find me!) then you would see that lately I’ve been learning to cook and bake.

I can’t say I quite enjoy it yet, but I am quite enjoying the amazing taste and the fact that it’s made with ALL real and healthy ingredients.
{plus one of my besties comes over to help teach me AND she brings pineapple wine, so it’s not THAT bad….}

Here are two of the recipes I made yesterday from Christine Avanti’s book, Skinny Chicks Eat Real Food:

Bangin’ Banana Bread

makes 16 slices

2 ripe bananas

1/2 cup unsweetened organic applesauce

2 large eggs (cage free)

1/2 cup 0% or 2% Greek yogurt

1/2 cup Zsweet

1/2 cup organic brown sugar

1 cup whole wheat flour

1/4 cup ground flaxseed meal

1 teaspoon fine sea salt

3/4 teaspoon baking soda

1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Coat a 9×5-inch loaf pan with cooking spray.

With an electric mixer on medium speed, beat the bananas, applesauce, eggs, and yogurt in a large bowl. Beat in the Zsweet and brown sugar until combined.

Whisk together the flour, flax meal, salt and baking soda, and cinnamon in a medium bowl. Add the flour mixture to the banana mixture and beat until blended.

Pour the batter into the loaf pan and bake until a wooden pick inserted in the center comes out clean,

50-55 minutes. Cool in the pan for 10 minutes then turn out onto a rack to cool completely. Cut into 1/2 inch slices.

Nutrition facts per 1/2-inch slice: 93 calories, 18 grams carbs, 2 grams protein, 2 grams fat

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Heirloom Mac ‘n’ Cheese Muffins

makes about 36 muffins

1 pound whole wheat elbow macaromi (i used quinoa pasta)

4 teaspoons olive oil

1 shallot

2 garlic cloves, minced

1 1/2 cups half-and-half

1 1/2 cups 1% milk

3 tablespoons unsalted butter (organic)

5 tablespoons whole wheat flour

1 pound reduced-fat sharp Cheddar cheese, grated

1/2 pound Gruyere cheese, grated

1 tablespoon coarse sea salt

1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper

3 large heirloom tomatoes, diced

1/4 cup seasoned dried breadcrumbs

3 teaspoons minced fresh thyme leaves

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Coat three 12-cup muffin pans (disposable aluminum pans will work fine for this) with cooking spray.

In a large pot of boiling water, cook the pasta until al dente, according to the package directions. Drain well.

Meanwhile, heat 1 tablespoon of the oil in a small skillet over medium heat. Add the shallot and garlic and cook until transluscent, about 5 minutes. Set aside.

Combine the half-and-half and milk in a small saucepan and heat over medium heat, do not let boil. Keep warm.

Heat the butter and 2 teaspoons of the oil in a large pot over low heat. Whisk in the flour and cook, whisking frequently, until the mixture thickens and turns a very pale yellow, about 5 minutes. Add the sauteed shallot-garlic mixture and the warmed milk mixture and gently stir until the mixture thickens, 2 to 4 minutes. Remove from the heat and stir in the Cheddar, Gruyere, salt and pepper. Add the cooked macaroni and stir to combine. Fold in the chopped tomatoes.

Mix the remaining 1 teaspoon oil with the breadcrumbs in a small bowl. Fill each muffin cup about three-forths full with the pasta mixture and sprinkle each muffin with breadcrumbs.

Bake until the sauce bubbles and the macaroni has browned, 30-35 minutes. Cool for 5 minutes. Served garnished with thyme.

Nutrition facts per 2-muffin serving: 145 calories, 10 grams protein, 12 grams carbs, 6 grams fat

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I absolutely suggest getting this book…every recipe I’ve made has been AMAZINGLY delicious.
And healthy.

And maybe if I stay on track, I can finally shed my winter layers.

If you try these, let me know, I’d love to hear what you think!!!

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dont be alarmed

June 12, 2012

{via weheartit.com…the family that prays together, stays together.}

After this post, I received quite a few emails/texts asking WHAT in the heck was going on with me.

And to that I say, GOOD QUESTION!!! Girl, that has been the question of MY LIFE!!! ha!

But, honestly, that whole long complicated and deep post can mostly be summed up to this….

God is calling me and my family to something.

We are sure of that.

What we aren’t sure of, is WHAT that something is.

It’s like God’s trying to teach us patience or something.

Huh.

Because all this time, I thought that’s what having kids was for….

And so right now, we are waiting.

And praying.

And reading and studying His word for guidance and clarity.

We have gifts He has given us.

So what are we to do with them?

Where do we go from here?

We wonder if God is calling us to another country.

For a time?

For a trip?

For numerous trips?

Is there an outreach or ministry we are supposed to get involved in?

Do we adopt?

Do we foster again?

We have NO idea.

And so we wait.

And in the meantime we are learning patience and growing in our faith.

It’s an incredibly sweet time for us.

I literally can’t get enough of Him.

I constantly want to be reading my Bible, listening to messages, praying, and simply being challenged.

I want to be about Him.

In all things I do.

I want EVERYTHING I do to point to Him.

I used to want the attention.

Of course, I absolutely wanted Him to be shown, but I also wanted a little of the glory….

He’s breaking me of that.

So that post?

It’s wasn’t so much a declaration of something GRANDE we are about to do.

It was simply sharing my hearts desire.

A simple message of where I’ve been, where I am, and where I want to be.

It’s a new phase of my relationship with Him.

But I love it.

I feel incredible peace and joy and excitement.

My middle child syndrome of “notice me, make it about me….” is being challenged.

It’s still there.

A little.

I mean, I am still human.

But, I can look back at the road I’ve walked, sometimes crawled along barely surviving, and I see that the entire time, He has been stripping me and building me back up….

And when I understand that, I realize I wouldn’t trade a moment of the pain.
I wouldn’t give up a second of the despair.

This new stage?

Is not a crutch.

Life is still incredibly hard….and I anticipate it getting even tougher at times.

The difference?

There is an inner peace, an indescribable joy that doesn’t make sense, an unbelievable love for the Lord who laid it all down for me.

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I love what Taylor said the other night to Jimmy as he was tucking him into bed….
Taylor was telling him about his devotion that night and how it was about sharing what we have with people who may not have much.

And then he closed his eyes and prayed before the Lord with the heart that I adore….
“Dear Jesus….I just pray that one day we can move to another country to help poor people.”

And then later he asked when we could go and help feed the homeless again.

We want to hurry up and go and do and serve….and we do in the ways we can where He has us now.

And in the meantime….

We, as a family, wait for Him to make it clear, ABUNDANTLY clear, where and what it is He has planned for us next.

I can’t wait.

But I will.

We welcome whatever may come.

Because we know…in Him, ALL things are beautiful.

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it’s meant to be my life

June 4, 2012

{via}

I haven’t gotten too deep around here lately.

Mostly, I’ve been pouring my heart into reading and studying and praying….and reflecting.
Trying to process where I am and what God is saying to me.

Remember when I was saying a few weeks back that I had a fleeting moment where I felt that things were about to change and I didn’t know how or why?

You guys, I had no idea.

But, I think I’m beginning to see just a little of what He’s up to.

Thankfully God knows how much (or how little) I can handle, and so he reveals things in slivers.
{fragile little flower that I am.}

But I see a glimpse and I feel giddy and scared, but peaceful and sure…

because I know without a shadow of a doubt that it is from Him.

To some of you who aren’t believers, all this may sound quite strange to you….
and trust me, it’s sometimes even strange to me.

I’m still seeing things through a fog, but it’s as though I have new eyes and I’m slowing seeing it clearly.

I’ve been a believer for almost all my life.
But, I’ve had moments of doubt and wonder and testing of my faith and beliefs, and in the end I’ve always trusted and known deep down, God is real.

Believe it or not, it’s absolutely true.

And then I continued on with my life.

My faith and God have always been a part of my life.

I search for things to keep me busy and keep my attention, hobbies that bring me joy and pleasure, and then where there’s room, I allow my christian life and activities to fill in the gaps.

I didn’t realize all this time that I wasn’t quite getting it right.
I looked around my christian circle and it seemed like it was just what it was supposed to be.

But all this time, all my life, there has always been a stirring in my heart for more.
I just haven’t ever been…at peace.

And I know that until I see Jesus face to face, this is a feeling I will always struggle with, but still….I knew in this life, there HAD to be more.

I was created for more.

Recently, I’ve been praying a lot…
Reading a lot….
Studying and listening and worshipping, and trying my absolute best to be OPEN to what God wants for me and my life and my family.

I’ve kept quiet mostly through all of this.

Not sharing my thoughts and heart with anyone, simply because I didn’t want to be influenced by anyone other than the Holy Spirit.

And as I was working through my faith and beliefs, I prayed for Jimmy.

It felt as though we weren’t on the same page with a lot of things, and yet I KNEW God was calling to me to something different.

I just didn’t know what.

I’m still not entirely sure….

But I knew Jimmy had to be called too.

On his own, without my influence.

And so I prayed.

And as the days, weeks, and months went on….I saw change began to happen in him as well.

There were discussions and tears, and honest confessions of our hearts.

It’s been….

…I mean, there just aren’t words.

I’m hesitant to say more more (as though this hasn’t been long enough), but I needed to share where I’ve been and where I am.

Because maybe you’re there too….

Maybe you’re starting to look at things differently.

Maybe you’re challenging what you’ve always been taught and wanting to find what’s really true.

Maybe you feel as though there is more…and you’re excited but scared….

and you wonder…

is anyone else out there struggling with this as well???

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I am a christian.

I believe in God and that Jesus Christ was his Son who died for each and every one of us so that we can be forgiven.

I know that I am saved by grace and that one day I will spend eternity living in the comfort of His presence.

But I have taken all that and put it into a neat little compartment.

And it’s not meant to be in a compartment.

It’s meant to be my life.

In every area, in every way, in every thought and action….
with all my heart, with all my love, with all my life….

and that is where things are changing.

I have NO idea where I will be next month, in the next year, or in the next ten years.
But I know a seed has been planted in both mine and Jimmy’s heart….
and I had to share.

I need to be held accountable to this…

…because there is one who wants to distract us.

And I am so easily distracted.

So, that’s where I am.

Prayerfully pondering.

Quietly listening.

And openly waiting.
And so ready.
Ready to go and do.
When it’s time.

Where are you?

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