Showing posts from June, 2013

Hear Your Bride

And now I've never been so sure
Of anything before
Like I am in this moment here with you
Now for better or for worse are so much more than only words
And I pray everyday would be the proof
That I mean what I say when I say I do

I sang the words as I stood beneath a giant oak tree. The sun setting behind me, a summer breeze blowing through my hair, the setting couldn't have been more perfect. I looked out among the crowd who had gathered, anxiously waiting for the bride to make her grand entrance. I stared at the beautiful backdrop that would become the altar where a couple would pledge their lives and their love and become one. I put my whole heart into the notes I bellowed as tears filled up my eyes. This was all so real. It was tender. My heart swelled as the music soared across the field.

I recalled a time when I would attend weddings and sit with silent skepticism as I hoped and prayed the couple truly knew what they were getting into. I used to fear for them, wondering …

60 Seconds

I just ate lunch at the M word. Before you cast judgment I am already hanging my head in shame. In some ways I feel like I cheated on my company, considering I'm still on the clock even though I was running through the drive-through on my lunch break. Don't worry cows, I didn't get a burger.. I know all my juice plus friends are having a freak out right now thinking about their mummified chicken nugget and fries from 14 years ago. Don't worry- I'll double up on gunmies.

I waited my place in line in the double drive-through. When it was my turn I pulled up to the speaker only to hear a girl on the other end ask, "Can I help you?" Her tone was short. I suddenly felt like I was a nuisance and even though I knew what I wanted to order I was slightly taken back by her wondering why I was there. 
"Um, I'd like to place an order," I told her. 
"Go ahead," she instructed me pointedly. 
I told her what I wanted and her response was for me t…

Not Perfect

He's handsome. He adores me. He serves me. He loves me. Unconditionally and so much more than I have ever experienced. He's sincere and genuine. He gives me foot rubs - almost every night. He does the laundry, cleans out my car, and always opens the door for me. The minute he walks in, he greets me as if he truly missed me. He caters to my emotional needs and is more than sensitive in handling my emotional scars with care and concern. He appreciates even the smallest things I do for him. We laugh. We have fun. We genuinely enjoy each other. We share common interests and can always have fun together, as long as we're together.

The list could go on and on... But there's one very important thing I must add. He's Not Perfect. Oh yes, you heard me right. And before you think I'm about to beat him up, let me explain a few things.

I'm not perfect either. I'll never have the perfect life. I believe I'm blessed to have this man-of-many-qualities in my life, …

Take it Back

Hello my name is regretI'm pretty sure we have met I'm the whisper inside  That won't let you forget
Ever met? I most certainly have. No formal introductions needed here, we seem to be well acquainted. 
There are moments in life you wish you could have a do-over. Things you wish you could change. Circumstances, if given the opportunity, you'd certainly choose differently because you know the outcome when choosing another way. You'd do anything to take it back. But it doesn't work that way. 
The regret lingers and transforms into haunting guilt. I can't change what's been done. But I can pray for it to change and transform Me. The only hope I have is the redeeming power of a loving and gracious God. It is the power that raised Christ from the dead, so I can rest assured whatever second chance I'm hoping for, He offers it. What I was hoping I can re-do, I can be assured He can redeem. More than just the situation or circumstance, He redeems our lives and r…

Let Us Pray

"Be anxious for nothing. But in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God." Philippians 4:6-7

Sure, every "good" Christian prays. We take our requests to God, we let our petitions be known, and we seek answers from Him. So often I beat myself up or feel guilty because I know I should pray more. So why don't I? Do I just not make time? Do I forget? Do I intentionally neglect it? What am I supposed to pray about? What do I say? What am I missing?

It seems in crisis I have no trouble at all going to God with all my troubles and seeking Him to work and move. But I was convicted of using prayer as an emergency response. If it's not my crisis I'm praying about, then it's someone else's. All the things others around me might be struggling with that I think I can make my concern so I have something to take to God. After some self reflection and a compelling series of messages on prayer, I've com…


I'm not a very good "sick" person. I have a hard time sitting still, so when illness has knocked me down, it literally becomes a battle to force myself to lay still and rest. I don't like to just sit around. I feel lazy. There seem to be a million "other" things I could be accomplishing.

I had planned to knock out wedding details this weekend but that just wasn't a reality. I pushed myself as hard as I could on Saturday, only to reap what I sewed Sunday. I was down for the count and the only thing I was going to accomplish for the day intended for rest was, well, rest. I took in a couple of good movies on Apple TV and knocked out a few levels of Candy Crush. I even managed to grade a few discussion boards. But repeatedly I just had to take breaks, close the computer or iPad

Why is it so hard for me to just be still? I literally have to be reminded, "Stop your mind. Just rest." Oh...yeah...okay...that's a good idea. It takes a c…