Showing posts with label lifestyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lifestyle. Show all posts

Day 6 Serve + Day 7 Prayer and Journaling

1.06.2017 |

Serving is the definition of humility; however, if we are not careful we can get in the habit of serving for the wrong reasons or to solely make ourselves feel better.  Christ, God in flesh and eternal king, came to serve others.  This is completely opposite of what you would expect of a king (and what we see in culture).  He is a holy God, if anything we should be the ones serving him; yet, he came not to be serve, but to humble himself and serve others.  As Christ-followers, we are called to reflect his glory.  One surefire way of doing this is to serve others with a heart made righteous by Christ.

Humbling ourselves doesn't come naturally, or even comfortably.  Maybe it does to you, but having teeth pulled feels easier some days.

Today's passages:

Philippians 2:1-11
Ephesians 5:15-21
Galatians 5:16-26
Romans 12:9-21
Matthew 20:26-28



If I am honest with myself and honest before the King of kings, I would have to say my lifestyle tend to disagree more than agree with the following:

  • I go out of my way to serve others
  • I want to know Jesus more
  • I submit to authority/others easily
  • I believe others are worth my time
  • I have the mind of Jesus
  • Spiritually, I use my time wisely
  • I demonstrate great self-control

And my heart tends more to agree with the following:

  • I have a prideful spirit
  • I get jealous easily

Now I don't know what number you gave yourself in the self-evaluation, but humbling ourselves starts with a right picture of who were without Christ and who we have been made to be in Christ.

Ephesians 2 tells us that without Christ we were dead and considered children of Wrath.  To quote Landon Dowden from a BSU sermon at Mississippi State, "When you're dead, you can't get deader than dead. "  Without Christ, we are dead.  A dead person can't do anything, but be dead.  There is no life within.  We were children of wrath, completely isolated from the great redeeming love of Christ.  As children, our father was not Christ, it was Satan.

But because of God's great mercy and incredible love, he rescued us out of darkness and became our Father.  We are now children of the Light.  If you are in Christ, you have no reason to boast because there is absolutely nothing that you did to deserve Christ's love.  You didn't jump high enough or have a good enough voice. You didn't give enough money or say enough kind words.  You didn't serve enough or make good enough grade on every test.  You can't do anything enough.  If you have submitted to the Lordship of Christ, it is because Christ so graciously opened your eyes to his majesty.  You did nothing to win his grace.  He bestowed that grace on you freely.  And because of his great redeeming work in your life, we are to demonstrate Christ's love to others by serving them.

I don't want to disagree with the points above.  I don't want to agree with the points above.  I have done an awful job at serving others and reflecting the salvation that Christ provides.

Tomorrow is Day 7 of the New Bloom devotional.  It is designed for you to have a quality prayer and journaling time.  If any specific thing resonanted with you and the season you may be in right now, I encourage you to go back to that scripture and write it down.  Commit it to memory. Mediate on it. Use it as a guide to pray.  Whatever you use Day 7 to do, the Lord is patiently waiting for you to call on him.  He has so much to say to you.


Love,





Will you join me in committing to serving others with a right heart?

How did you evaluate yourself?

How did these scriptures challenge you today?


Here is Sovereign Grace's "Behold Our God."  Find more great songs on your suggested song list in the New Bloom devotional.



For a recap of New Bloom week 1:


Day 5 Love

1.05.2017 |

The scriptures for today:
Psalm 107
Romans 5:8
1 Corinthians 13

Love is a pretty incredible thing.  We get to extended it to our spouses, our friends, our families, and coworkers.  However, our society seems to be obsessed with the idea of love, but not willing to commit to love or even sacrifice for love.  We are surrounded by ideals of love and ideas of what would make someone love expertly.  Don't believe we are frantically searching for love and obsessed with it?  Look at your TV.  Almost every TV show idealizes or glamorizes the worldly concept of love in romance and friendship.


But what does God's infallible word say that love is?  How can we know if we are loving others in a godly way?  How can we know that God is absolutely for us and wants the best for us? 

This answer can be found in a supplemental scripture for today's devotional: 1 John 4:7-21

I count at least 29 "love" words in just a few short verses.  If you haven't read this passage, go read it now.  It will truly comfort your heart.

God is love.  It is who he is.

So in 1 Corinthians 13, we can replace love with God.  God is patient, and kind, and rejoices with truth.  God doesn't envy, or boast, or rude.


We get to see in Psalm 107 how, despite their constant rebellion, God loves his people actively.
He delivers, he leads, he satisfies, he fills, he brings, he shatters, he sends, he heals , he changes, he blesses, and he rescues.

And despite our constant rebellion and chronic sin nature, God actively is pursuing us in love.  He is waiting for us to surrender our lives to him so his love may be perfected in us.



Be renewed by the words in "Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery" by Matt Papa.  Find more great songs at the end of your New Bloom devotional.



Love,







How has today's study on biblical love impacted you?


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LINKUP Word of the Year 2017: Flexible

12.22.2016 |

A lot of people make new years resolutions to get in shape, have a weekly date night, send a card to someone each month, start eating better.  You know the sorts.  Eat less! Go green! Run this much! Make more money! BLAH BLAH BLAH.  While those things are all great in and of themselves, February quickly comes and the resolutions are quicker to go.  We might think back to our well-intentioned resolutions as summer returns in realization that the year is half-over.  But if you're anything like me, by that time, you can't even remember what you pledged your allegiance to at the turn of the year.  Resolutions are hard to keep, mostly, because we don't keep them at the forefront of our minds daily.


This year I am jumping on the "one word" train.  If you are not familiar, instead of writing down a handful of resolutions you are bound to forget by January 10th, you chose one word to set the tone of your new year.  I might not be able to DO a bunch of hocus pocus junk in a year, but surely I can take one word and APPLY it to my life in such a way that I find myself better able to serve others, care for myself, and grow spiritually.

This year I am choosing the word:

FLEXIBLE

What a terrible word for a control-freak, uptight mom of two.  However, *sigh* I am putting my foot down and FLEXIBLE I will become.

I think the reason I want to chose this word, is because I truly want to embody the word in its fullest.  I know, like I really do know, that life doesn't play out in a cookie-cutter fashion how I have planned it to do.  Life happens, the cookies burn, I run out of icing, the sprinkles fall on the floor, I forgot to add sugar.  Whatever.  I am not flexible, and the more I try to hold on, the worse it is.

FLEXIBLE (adjective):
1. capable of bending easily without breaking (yeah, no not me)
2. able to be easily modified of to respond to altered circumstances or conditions (I'd like to pretend I can, but freak-out mode ensues)
3. ready and able to change so as to adapt to different circumstances (laughable, no)


Just because I yearn to be flexible, doesn't make me weak.  Plastics, rubber, graphene, bamboo: these are all extremely flexible yet extremely strong materials.  Their usefulness can increase with the degree of flexibility.  Likewise, the more I am flexible, the more useful I can be in the lives of my kids, husband, friends, and total strangers.

So where do I start?

Scripture reminds me in Proverbs 29:11 that a fool always loses his temper, but a wise man holds it back.  Well, then I need to be flexible with things are outside my control or don't go as planned.  And Galatians 5 tells me that a fruit of the spirit is self-control.  So when my type-A planner mode goes haywire because a child won't nap or I have an undocumented appointment, I must display self-control internally and externally.  All of this because 1 Peter 5 tells me that my enemy, my adversary the devil is seeking too devour me.  Every mishap, every freak out, every blood-boiling moment that doesn't go my way, is an opportunity for the enemy to convince me of hopelessness.

But I have hope, no matter what circumstances come my way.  Christ is my hope because he died on the cross and rose from the dead; he has replaced my stone cold heart with a heart of flesh.  He did this, in his perfect holiness, so that my stubbornness, my inflexibility, my ugly words, my lust, my umpteen more sins that happen day in and day out, so that my relationship with the Father would be restored and my sins forgiven.  God sees me the way he sees Jesus, perfect, holy, blameless.   Romans 5:8 promises me that despite knowing how insane and sinful and inflexible I am, Jesus still died for me.  

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Messiness of Motherhood: The First-Year-Mom

12.12.2016 |

Being a mom is hard work. (Should I type that again, because let's be real.....being a mom is the hardest thing we've done up to this point in our lives!)  As a first-year-mom myself, I think we go into motherhood with all of these expectations and desires, but quickly get a dose of reality when our sweet babies don't sleep through the night when we thought they would, or don't like being rocked to sleep when that is the number one thing you were looking forward too (or maybe that was just me, either way.)  Motherhood is a complicated web of ups and downs, goods and bads, rights and wrongs.  It requires a level head and a open heart.  

I have asked a few moms who are in the midst of mothering their first child within the first year to answer a few questions regarding their own personal experiences.  As a mom, I can feel the hurt and pain, smiles and laughs through some of these posts.  I have been sincerely encouraged by these mom's honesty about their struggles and joys.  It is so nice to know the things you think are just out-of-this-world crazy are actually completely normal and you are completely normal.    I hope you can read these women's perspectives with a non-judgemental spirit as we have a great opportunity to learn from someone walking a different (and difficult) mile in a different pair of shoes than us.   Here's to you first-year moms!!  You are doing a fantastic job!  (Don't forget to check out the end of this blog post.)

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Here are questions that I asked my first year moms to think over and respond to:

1. Are you a working or stay-at-home mom?  What were the motivating factors for you to choose that route?

2. What has been one of the greatest challenges in motherhood this first year?

3. How do you stay Christ-centered as a new mom? What does your time with the Lord look like?

4. What do you wish other people (maybe moms-to-be or non-moms) knew about your personal experience in this past year?




Savannah D.
I teach 2nd grade. Financially, for our family, I need to work. We could make it work if I didn't; however, a lot of things in our life would be very different. Plus, I desire to work. I use to say, before I was married and even at the beginning of my marriage, that I would love to be a SAHM.  My desire has changed since then, not simply because I don't want to stay home with my child, but because I love what I do.  I feel that what I do is important and I feel called to it. My classroom is one place where I get to love big like Jesus and teach little people important things. I get to build relationships with families. I feel the urge to keep doing it even though I have a child now.

The greatest challenge I've faced so far would have to be trying to balance all of life. I've only been back at work for 3 weeks, and I'm still trying to figure out how to do my job well, be a great mother, loving wife, a decent housekeeper, find time for myself, read my Bible, and everything else that is a part of the daily grind. I feel like I'm going at full speed 24/7 and wondering will it ever slow down.

Quite honestly, my time with the Lord has been very rare in my almost 3 months of mom-ing. The time I have spent in the word has been so good and so needed and refreshing, but somehow I can't make it happen every day, not even every other day. Sometimes the only time I get with Him is on my 40-minute commute to work or back when I'm praying. This is hard in general, but it's been even more of a challenge for me since I became a mother. However, being a mom has made me extremely aware of my selfishness and more grateful for grace. And when I think about it, I'm more in awe of the Gospel and how God gave up his Son for us.

I want people to know that I absolutely hated being pregnant. If I have it my way it will never happen again and we will adopt more kids. I had a C-Section after 18.5 hours of labor with a failed epidural.  I didn't feel any less of a woman because they had to cut me to get my baby out. It's not what I wanted nor what I expected, but at the end of the day I was just happy that my baby was in my arms and that I was no longer pregnant. I felt like I was supposed to feel a certain way about having a section based on what I've read and heard others talk about. So I spent a lot of time wondering if I was even a normal woman for not feeling like I'd failed at birthing my son. I hated breastfeeding. I did not enjoy nursing at all, so I only did it for 2 weeks. I chose sanity over it because I felt that was more important: that my well-being mattered because I had the responsibility of taking care of a tiny human. So I hate the question, "Are you breastfeeding?" now because it sometimes makes me feel guilty. I just weaned myself from the pump, and I have mixed feelings about it since soon he will only get formula instead of a mixture. But at the end of the day, he is not going hungry, he's growing, and he's healthy. And that's a win, in my opinion.



Elizabeth T.

The motivating factor to be a working mom was because of insurance.  With the circumstances that my family and I are in currently, (my husband Trey is a full-time student) I have to work to provide insurance for everyone. If you would have asked me a year and a half ago if I thought I would be a stay-at-home mom I would have said, “ I hope that I have the option to stay home.” My mom was able to stay home with us until we started school and I always thought that is what I would be able to do too, but the Lord has different plans and right now. I would like other people to know that I totally respect moms that stay at home! While I would LOVE so much to stay at home with Mary Nelson all day, every day; I can’t imagine actually doing it.

One way that I am intentional with Mary Nelson is in our time together in the evenings during our bedtime routine.  We typically spend quality time together by not turning on the TV and just rolling around, laughing and playing on the floor. Mary Nelson loves to use us as her own personal jungle gym.  From a very young age, I implemented a bedtime routine with Mary Nelson. While at first this was just so Trey and I would have some sanity, now I genuinely look forward to the laughs and fun in the bathtub to the stories and cuddles right before bed. That is OUR time and no matter how tired I am or what my day has been like, there's something about that 25-30 minutes with her that really gets me through the day.

I would say the most challenging thing about being a working mother is the balancing act.  To be honest, I am slightly a perfectionist and VERY much a control freak; therefore, in the early days of motherhood I struggled with post-partum depression.  While I don’t know exactly why, I honestly believe it was because I felt that I was loosing control.

I am ashamed to say that remaining Christ-centered as a mother is also a very difficult. I feel like my discipleship group (D-group) that meets once a week is my outlet. It is my way of stay connected, along with holding me accountable to spending time in prayer and the Word. My time with the Lord is not as it should be and I know that; while this is not the fault of motherhood but simply my lack of making things a priority. I strive to spend time with the Lord every day; however, many days I fail. I am doing good to get out the door with all the items we need for daycare, so many days I find myself listening to a podcast by Matt Chandler or Tim Keller on my commute and challenging myself to meditate on the lessons throughout the day.

I wish other people knew that I often feel that I am missing out on some of the sweetest, most special months and years of Mary Nelson's childhood. I am blessed with a job that is flexible and have co-workers that understand the importance of family; however, I am scared I am going to miss Mary Nelson's first step, and all the milestones to follow. I don’t like the idea of my daycare teacher telling me things about my child that I don’t even know.  It's weird.




Hannah K.


I am a working mom. Financially, staying at home is not an option for my family.  However, I really do enjoy working.  It keeps me sane.

I think my biggest challenge has been realizing that just like me, Ruby is sinful. And just like me, Ruby is in need of grace. By the grace I show her, I hope that she gets even a glimpse of the grace the Father has for us.

Grace is the only way I have been able to stay Christ-centered during this first year of motherhood. I honestly would pull my hair out if not for grace. I have to give myself grace daily. I'm not a perfect mom, and I know that.  It's okay to show your child that. It's important that they know that life is not about perfection, but humility in your imperfection. Going to Christ who IS our perfection. My time with the Lord has changed a lot since Ruby was born. I don't have 1-hour to sit at a table uninterrupted like I used to.  I get to work a little earlier so I can read my bible; moreover, I pray on the way to work. Any time I have that I can just be in communion with the Lord is precious. I think he has grace for us when we just make an effort.

I think it's important to know as a new mom or mom-to-be that YOU are the mom. Take advice if you want it.  Otherwise, try to take things that people may say with a grain of salt.   It's easy to feel inadequate when people project their [unwanted] advice and opinions on you. Ultimately, your submission as a parent is to the Lord, so seek Him. Read what He says, pray for discernment. He gives us an intuition as moms that is unexpected and so sweet.



Katelyn W.

I am an odd mixture of a working and SAHM. I am home half of the week and the other half is spent nannying for a family, but my babe goes with me. I had been sitting for this family for 2 years before I had Emerson and when the mom asked me if I wanted to continue sitting for them the next year and bring Emerson with me it was kind of a no brainer! I knew I wanted to stay home with my child(ren) since I was fairly young. My mom stayed home and homeschooled me and my sisters for part of our education, so I'm sure that had some kind of influence on my picture of motherhood. I'm also very sentimental and don't want to miss anything. One time I was babysitting and witnessed the baby roll over. I wasn't sure if it was his first time ever to do that, so I just didn't tell his mom so she wouldn't know she missed it. I knew then I didn't want to pay someone else to spend time with my child. I have nothing against moms who choose to work, I just know it's not for me!

The hardest part of becoming a mother has been feeling like I am tied down. It's hard to have someone completely dependent on you. During the first 3 months of Emerson's life, it was stressful to me to figure out how to accomplish errands knowing I couldn't be away for more that 2 hours. It's easier now that he's not eating quite so often and is easier to distract, but it definitely still gets to me some days.

The change in my spiritual walk has also been something difficult about motherhood. My normal quiet time gets interrupted too many times to count, and most days if and when I have even a quiet time depends on if I get a minute to sit down and read or listen to something. Honestly, it's made me more aware of "living" with Christ. I am forced to pray and acknowledge His presence as I clean, change diapers, play with E; instead of setting aside a certain amount of time to spend with Christ. I wouldn't say these are bad or negative changes per say, for I am certainly more aware of God's love as a Father. Putting aside my needs and desires and being a mom is a spiritual thing in itself!

To non-moms/non-parents: Selfishly, I wish people were more thoughtful about hanging out with us. A lot of times we had to say no to things because they weren't ideal places to take a tired, hungry baby; or we weren't given enough notice to find a sitter. We said no to things so often that people would just stop inviting us to things. We probably would have said no anyway, but an invitation would have been nice. Because of this, and feeling tied down like I mentioned above, I felt very alone during Emerson's first months.

For moms to-be: Your irrational thoughts are normal! Baby blues and PPD aren't talked about in depth enough.  I did not have PPD, but I had some pretty dark and horrific days during the first several weeks postpartum. Once I was feeling so numb and lost and unmotivated that I just walked out of the house and drove around the neighborhood. I didn't tell my husband where I was going and didn't take my phone. Pretty stupid, but I wasn't thinking straight. I realized after a couple more bad days that things like that happened when I didn't eat. I had to learn to take care of myself as much as I could and accept help from others! What I was doing was not heroic at all. Prepare yourself and know dark days are coming and when you're in that place, no matter how dark and twisted your thoughts are, you are not alone. I would venture to say almost all moms have thoughts like that at some point!


Ashley U.

I am a working stay-at-home mom. My mother quit her job to stay at home with me, and I knew that was something I wanted to do, as well. My mother is one of my best friends, and I hope to have that kind of relationship with my daughters. Financially, however, I am not able to completely quit work, so I continue to photograph weddings, engagements, and now families! I had another business before the girls were born, but the time I wanted to spend with them outweighed my desire to keep that business; therefore, I closed it down so I wouldn't have to put them in daycare. It was hard to say no to the extra money, especially since it accounted for half of my income, but after a lot of prayer, we decided it was a God-honoring decision.

Working from home with twins is so, so difficult. I was used to doing what I wanted, when I wanted, and how I wanted. Now my life revolves around them, and I accomplish majority of my daily tasks/work tasks when they nap. Praise The Lord for naps. Especially when they nap at the same time! My favorite part about motherhood is the fact that I am the only one who is their mother. When they are upset, they desire me. When they are hungry, they look to me. When they want to snuggle, they find me. I also find my heart melting when they giggle at one another. THE best!

Staying Christ-centered is a little tough sometimes, especially when others give their opinions on how to handle your children. I find myself reciting James 1:19 often, in my head. “Quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to anger.” As a new mom that helps me; reciting scripture. It's obviously challenging to find quiet time with the Lord, but I find that right when they go down for their first nap is the best time for me. I'm awake and alert, and, more importantly, it is quiet. I simply read the bible - one chapter a day, sometimes two - and then I meditate and pray. It works for me.

Give yourself a break. I don't mean a literal break, although those are sometimes necessary, but a mental/physical break. Starting out as a new mom I felt pressured; pressured to be who I was before, without kids: successful, fit, clean, put-together. I strived and worked hard to keep up the ‘old Ashley,’ and it wasn't working. I still struggle with my perfectionist ways, but I have come a long way, and I thank God for His grace.

This is extra, but mother your children how you see fit! I believe God has given us the ability to do this. And when you just aren't sure, don't be afraid to ask for help!


Ashley is a talented photographer based in the Jackson, Mississippi area.  Check out her amazing work at Ashley Upchurch Photography



Sharla L.
I work outside the home. I like being in a routine of being out of the house all day and working. And another factor was for financial reasons. I needed to work.

The greatest challenge of being a mother is balancing being a mom and getting house work done. All I wanna do is hold my sweet boy as soon as we get home, but I know I need to put him down and get things done around the house. It's hard balancing work life as well. I feel like some days I'm not being the best teacher I can be, because I would much rather be at home with Parker. There have been days where I don't want to drop him in his room at daycare. I would rather keep him with me, but I know I can't do that because I have to do my job.

I would want other moms to not be afraid to ask for help if you need a break. I should have asked for help and still wish I could ask for help. There are days where I just want to be alone and have time to my self.




If you are first-year mom yourself, we would love for you to take a minute and answer these questions yourself.  If you have been encouraged by these moms' posts, take a minute to comment below and let them know!  It takes a lot to be vulnerable and share your heart and all of the struggles.  


1. Are you a working or stay-at-home mom?  What were the motivating factors for you to choose that route?

2. What has been one of the greatest challenges in motherhood this first year?


3. How do you stay Christ-centered as a new mom? What does your time with the Lord look like?


4. What do you wish other people (maybe moms-to-be or non-moms) knew about your personal experience in this past year?





My Needs and A Screaming Child

12.27.2015 |

I love Christmas break for so many reasons: a chance to specifically focus on Christ and the glory of the cross, time off work, cozying up with family, typically an opportunity to roll in snow, and an excuse to ingest too many cups of coffee (but does one really need an excuse for that???)

I currently have the latest holiday blend in a festive mug.  It makes even the sleepless of nights cozy and warm and peaceful.  Grab a cup of your favorite brew and let's dig into a hard life lesson together.



I was listening to the radio the other day and the radio host asked a rhetorical question for anyone who has been loving for at least a day.

"Have you ever heard a screaming child in a store or perhaps on an airplane?"

In my mind I am thinking, "or right in your own backseat?" You see, my sweet child was screaming his head off all morning for what reason is still amiss.  On our way to church, he was still crying and there was nothing I could do.  I felt helpless.  So when this question was uttered, I scoffed and had a sour attitude.

The radio host continued.

"A baby just wants to have its needs met.  As adults we are no different."  I just smiled, almost shedding a tear in realization to where the host was heading.

He was right.  My adorable however fussy child just wanted to have his needs met and the only way he can communicate that is by opening his adorable little mouth and letting out a gargantuan cry.

I want to focus on the later part of what the radio host said.

"As adults, we are no different".

My desire at that time was to have peace and quite, was to not want to cry out of feeling defeated as a mother, was to comfort my baby, was to not be in a crabby mood, was to actually get more than 2 or 3 hours of continuous sleep.

I, in the instant of hearing the radio, had one of those life-flashes-before-your-eyes kinda ordeals.  I was thinking of all the times all I wanted was to just have my needs met and I pouted or even threw a big girl temper tantrum when things didn't seem to be aligning with what I thought I needed: first break up of my life, my parents advising me to not go to University of Kentucky, being plagued by multiple injuries during my collegiate track career at Mississippi State, a friend group excluding me from activities and events, and even finding out I as pregnant (full story).  There have been so many, way more than mentioned, times that I felt as if my needs were not being met.

That is where I went wrong though, "...times that I felt as if my needs were not met." 

The most wonderful thing is that God knows exactly what I need: I needed to hear my infant cry; I needed to get out of a fruitless, Godless relationship; I needed to go to Mississippi State University and avoid Kentucky; I needed to go through 6 major injuries in college; I needed a peer group to exclude me from deviant activities; I needed to have a baby.  There are so many more back stories to each of these needs, but what is so cool is that God provided each opportunity and gave me exactly what I needed, even if it wasn't what I wanted at the time.  What is even cooler is that through each of these occurrences is that God was sweetly drawing me nearer to him.  He was pruning me aggressively: removing what isn't needed and providing what is.

While my baby is truly communicating through crying that he needs something, it is now a vivid (and loud and clear) reminder to me that when I start to throw a fit because things aren't really working out the way that I envisioned or desired, that God is actually working out and providing for what I truly need in order to draw nearer to him and look more like him each day.

Raw emotions: Pregnancy

10.05.2015 |

My love of coffee (or at least my palate for lattes) has returned.  My favorite drink right now taste like liquid cinnamon teddy grahams.  From Starbucks, I highly recommend getting a non-fat toasted graham latte with 2 pumps cinnamon dolce syrup.  Taste. Enjoy and then thank me.

Before I start writing, I want you to know that it is not my intent to offend anyone on the topic of pregnancy.  I realize that everyone has their own frustrations, complications, and feelings on the topic of growing a watermelon within.  I simply want to express my raw feelings for what they are or were.  There are a myriad of feelings racing through my mind daily, and I feel as if they change as quickly, as drastically, and as often as the weather here in Mississippi.  Please take my words as my feelings, and nothing more.  I realize that everyone has a different story.  Some are happy.  Some are sad.  Then there is my story: a messy mixture of fear, happiness, anger, delight, disgust, uneasiness, and the unknown.

I found out that I was pregnant on March 2, just a few short days before our first anniversary as a married couple.  To say that I was shocked and surprised is an absolute understatement.  I was bewildered.  I did not know how to tell Mark that he was gonna be a dad, because to be honest, I didn't even know how to comprehend the magnitude of it myself.  I didn't know how to let something like the fact that there is a human being growing inside of me sink in.  So I didn't tell him at all.  I just laid on the couch after dinner in between episodes of Friends crying in his lap like the hysterical, emotional mess that I was.  After no words would come out of my mouth, Mark simply guessed that I was pregnant.  Thank goodness he guess because I'm not sure I could have said those words out loud.  It would have made it too real in the moment, and I don't think I could have handled it.  He was elated, and I instantly fed off of his excitement.  I knew he would be thrilled, but there was this (I thought shared) expectation that a baby would be welcomed in our house after some two years of being married.  Well, welcome baby, you came early, and we are going to be your parents.
"The heart of man plans his ways, but the Lord establishes his steps."
-Proverbs 16:9 ESV 
There are several emotions that go through a woman's head when she finds out she is pregnant.  For most women, I imagine they are euphoric and instilled with awe and wonder of motherhood.  For me, I was immediately terrified.  I couldn't imagine going through the roller coaster of peeing on a stick and watching those two blue bars appear without having someone to tell you that it's gonna be okay.

I know I may sound ungrateful and selfish and hypocritical and insane throughout this post, but there are so many emotions that I have had to process through this entire 9 month journey.


Surprise
Never underestimate the element of surprise.  This surprise led to so many more emotions that I felt as if I was going insane and needed to be medicated.  Ezra's existence was not exactly planned by Mark and I, which is beautiful in itself, but I found out quickly how human plans don't uphold but nothing thwarts the Lord's plan.  I find immense comfort in the fact that God is never surprised.
"For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.  I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.  My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.  Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them."
-Psalm 139:13-16 ESV
Sadness/Disgust
This is a real, raw emotion I have felt several times and I don't want it to mask any of the others, nor do I wish you to read too far into what I write.  There have been moments of absolute breakdown and ugly cries because I am sad.  My body changed.  My world is about to change.  It is never going to be Mark and I again, and as much as people tell me that it will be better than anything I ever knew before, there is still that element of fear and sadness that loom because I have never taken this step before.  Please don't think I am lunatic because I am sad, it happens, and maybe some people even say it is normal.  Yes, my life is going to change dramatically, I know.

Fear/Anxiety
As I have said, fear hangs its hat sometimes.  Am I going to be a good mom?  What about discipline in the middle of the grocery store?  Is the child going to like me at all?  What about other moms who don't do things like me? Is my marriage going to be a best friend relationship still?  What if Mark likes the baby more than me?  What if I start trying to mother my husband? Am I going to be able to handle working and being a wife and being a mom?  Is my body going to go back to normal?  Will this pain and lump in my groin ever go away?

I think the fear I have mostly is from the unknown.  Unnecessarily worrying about things over which I have zero percent control.  Simply just typing these questions out makes me want to cry.  I know there is no room for fear in the Christ-follower's heart.  Mark has encouraged me to start my day with talking to the Lord and telling him all my fears.

"Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper times he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.  Be sober-minded; be watchful.  your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour."
-1 Peter 5:6-7 ESV
Anger
My anger is selfish.  Maybe you're not pregnant, but your mental plan of A.B.C. didn't exactly check out the way you anticipated.  That's where I am.  I don't even know what my plan was, but I didn't see "giving birth to a human and living happily ever after" on the near radar.  I truly was angry, and it made me even angrier to see everyone so happy for us.  I felt like I was closed up on the inside, looked behind my emotions, and I had to put this mask on pretending to be just as excited as everyone else when really I hadn't reached that emotion yet.  I have repented of this anger and the Lord is faithful and just to forgive me of my anger (1 John 1:9).

"Refrain from anger, and forsake wrath! Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil."
-Psalm 37:8 ESV

Happiness
By trade I maybe should have been a mother in the first place.  In high school and throughout college I was always referred to as the Mother Hen.  I deeply care for those younger than me and want to see them make the right decisions.  I am incredibly protective, but understand that some life lessons have to be learned on your own.  It makes me so happy that the Lord has chosen me to be the mother of this little human inside me.  No one else, me.  He wanted this little boy to grow up in the presence of Mark and I.  He planned that.  He knew that.  That is comforting, yet also incredibly terrifying.  Me, I know how much I suck at life some times.

Anticipation
Currently there are five and a half weeks standing between this little growing human bean and the outside world (if he cooks until his due date).  We are anxious to meet this nugget and have tried to ready his nursery as best as we can.  I am excited, the possibilities that once grew into unchecked fear are now excitement and elation. The possibilities are endless.

Trust
After much quiet time with the Lord and seeking wisdom from the ladies in my d-group, these emotions you could categorize as negative were birthed simply out of not trusting the Lord.  I was not trusting that the Lord could handle my situation.  I wanted control of the outcome of my life, which is not how it works.  Now I know that the Lord's ways are so much higher than mine, and so are his thoughts (Isaiah 55:8-9).  I know that the Lord is going to lead me through this unforeseeable future of motherhood.  He doesn't expect me to be perfect.  He doesn't expect me to get it right the first time.  What he desires over anything is for me to trust that He knows best and for me to follow his lead. I don't have to fall into the trap of being the perfect mom, because whatever the Lord gives me in motherhood will be perfect for my child.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.  In all your ways, acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths."
-Proverbs 3:5-6
I am trusting that I will learn more about God's sovereignty.  I am trusting that I will learn more of God's deep, deep love for us, his children as I raise my own child.  I trust that I will learn just how much God cares for me as I will see how giving up a child could be so hard, yet that is exactly what God did through Christ so that I may live in eternal community with him.
"Oh the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God!  How unsearchable are his judgements and how inscrutable his ways!"
-Romans 11:33

As wacky and messed up as my feelings may seem at times, I think I will miss the rib kicks, waking up at 2 AM because I lost my pillow, the inability to eat as much food as I used to, and oddly enough, the aching pain/hernia/ligament/lump in my groin which doesn't allow me to walk or run.  I will miss these because I know it is bringing something far better.  And for all the emotions I have now, I know there are far more to be had.  Through it all, I will trust in the Lord's unfailing love.







Our story all started with a cup of coffee...











929 Coffee Bar: Our Wedding Reception

3.03.2015 |

Next Sunday is our first wedding anniversary.  It seems like just yesterday we were meeting for the first time in Starbucks over our quite times, having our first date at Strange Brew Coffeehouse after a delicious meal , and celebrating our wedding day at 929 Coffee Bar.

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It seems like our entire relationship has revolved around coffee and Jesus.  I had to meet Mark once twice three times before I knew his name.  Before knowing each other, Mark and I sat at the same table in Starbucks each day while I had a break from work in graduate school and he had a break from undergraduate classes.  During that time, we would do our separate quite times, listen to sermons, visit with friends.  It was neat to watch (from across the table) his relationship with Christ grow.  Being Starbucks friends, having never exchanged numbers or Facebooks, allowed us to cultivate a guarded mutual respect without expectations of a relationship.

So it is safe to say, that it was literally Jesus (obviously) and coffee that brought us together.


What I love about coffee houses (in general) is the vibe you get when you walk in, smell the fresh grinds, and see both familiar and unfamiliar faces.

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If you frequent a coffee house, the baristas become your friends and strangers can become your family.  In my case, literally, Mark became my husband.

Nine Twenty-nine Coffee Bar is a unique little bar located in the heart of Starkville, Mississippi.  Travel down Main Street, USA and visit for a while.  The name Nine Twenty-nine comes from the national day of coffee.  What I love about 929 on this day is that it hands out free coffee, a small, but so worth it treat.


Here is a list of many things I adore about this coffee shop:

  • Hand crafted syrups
  • Industrial look
  • Hand-me-down science tables
  • Live music
  • Bottomless coffee
  • Free water!
  • Ginormous booths
  • Bingo night
  • Choose your own mug!

  • A limited, but eclectic menu to make decision making a breeze
  • Fresh baked pastries and quiches
  • Repurposed wagon coffee tables
  • Free samples of baked treats
  • Hosting a variety of meetings
  • Random $1 off coupons awarded
  • Independent art nights
  • Welcoming feel for strangers to become friends
  • A personalized touch of homeyness and genuine care in their baristas.

I have got to say, I have been to many, MANY coffee shops, and the baristas here top anywhere I have ever been. 

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929 graciously allowed us to use their facilities to host our wedding reception on March 8, 2014.  We knew that we wanted to incorporate our love for coffee into our wedding day.  We selected bride and groom specialty drinks which everyone adored.  Not only could our guests try our delicious selections, but they could also try a variety of coffee from 929.  We had our food spread downstairs with plenty of seating and light for our 200-250+ guests!  The upstairs was used for cake, coffee, music, too much dancing, and memorable visits with our guests. (The police even got called because apparently we were making too much noise in a college town during Spring Break on a Saturday evening).

   

We had some of the sweetest baristas help out on our special day.  Each barista is always so cheery, genuine with their conversation, and helpful when unsure of what to try.  I have made some of the greatest friends from across the counter.

From the rustic industrial look to the delicious handmade blueberry pastries, and from the old lifted garage door letting natural light in to the Brooklyn cookie sheet wall, Nine twenty-nine coffee bar is one of the most enjoyable places to hang out, visit, and study.

When you come visit me in Starkville, this is a place we will make sure you grab a cup of hot java.

Nic Dampier Media

Another goody: Coldwater Books and Coffee Shop, Tuscumbia ALABAMA


Simply Grey Coffee Tour



cultural christianity

12.06.2014 | 1 comment


"the greatest single cause of athesism in the world today is "christians" who acknowledge him with their lips, but walk out the door and deny him by their life style.  that is what an unbelieving world simply finds unbelievable." 
-dc talk

i have been thinking so much lately about what it truly means to be a christian.  if you don't know me, then you may not know that i don't consider myself a christian in the sense the world means christian.  i would rather refer to myself as a christ-follower.  though christian literally means "a follower of christ", i think the world "christian" has been watered down to be palatable to most everyone.


[start conversation] 
A: hey! who are you and what do you do? 
R: hi, my name is renee and i am a professional athlete.  
A: wow that is so cool.  tell me more. 
R: well, i have been running since i was in the 3rd grade.  it's more than a job, it's what i love. i have too many pairs of the exact same shoe and more spandex than a volleyball team.  you can usually catch me running around town at many hours of the day so just honk if you see me and i'll wave!  i even have a running blog to boast of my performances, do you want the link?   
A: oh i would love to check that out.  it must be hard having to be so dedicated all the time.  
R: well, yeah it is sometimes. i keep myself hydrated daily and carry around fruit-flavored water cause water sometimes gets boring.   i am religious about taking my iron so i stay at peak levels since i have chronic anemia.  i try to get 8 hours of sleep so my body properly recovers. i eat nutritious meals that help me recover.  i know it takes a lot of dedication to do what i do, but that's the life i love, and that is what it takes to be a professional athlete. 
A: that's awesome renee, can i see some race results or stats?

R: oh, i haven't run a race in a while, you know because i'm still training and making sure i am close to my PR, but i am a professional athlete.  you can google me to make sure if you don't believe me.  i know you have seen my running pictures and articles in the paper.  i am a professional athlete.   
A: oh yeah i will definitely look into that.  so who do you run for, like who are your sponsors and endorsements? 
R: i don't need sponsors.  i support myself.  oh my gosh, i am a professional athlete for crying out loud and don't lecture me on sponsorships.  i have been a professional runner for a long time, since i could basically walk. have you ever tried to run!?  i started running when i was in the second grade.  i can run a mile faster than you and 10 of your friends.  do you know how many pairs of running shoes i have owned in that time?  you asked me to tell you about me and i told you i was a professional runner and i am. why are you questioning me!? 
A: sorry, i just wanted to know a little bit more about you.  why are you getting so defensive.  i think it is cool you are a professional athlete, but you don't have sponsorships or any professional race results to actually prove that.  so basically me and could both be professional athletes at this rate. 
R: i'm done with the conversation. you are so ignorant.  you don't even understand.  i am a professional runner.  are you stupid or something? 
[end conversation]

now i know this is a ludicrous, and extremely prideful, conversation, but i want you to think about it for a minute.  can you relate to it?  replace professional athlete with "christian." now can you relate to it? yeah, if i'm honest, i relate far too well. 

all too often i see this reality in our world.  guilty, i stand here confessing to you that i throughout most of my life,  i professed to be a christian, while there was no action to back that supposed claim up.  i called myself a christian, yet i had nothing to show, no evidence, no proof of my transformation in christ.  i dotted my i's and crossed my t's on sunday, made sure i told God i was sorry and that i would try not to screw up the coming week, knowing very well the plans i wanted to carry out with no intention of serving christ.

christ himself is the evidence i need to be sure of my salvation, but if i am not actively living out that transformation, has there even been one? my heart breaks when i think of how many people thought i was a christian, and for them to witness the life i led.  to you, i'm sorry.  i became a christ-follower my senior year of college.  what you knew of me before is not an accurate reflection of the almighty jesus who transforms willing lives. what a poor example of christ i have been, and a huge turn off to those seeking refuge in the comfort of christ.

sure, i had a bible and had been baptized and went to church and youth camp and youth group and i volunteered and i said good things and memorized verses, but these were futile works, detestable works done in and of myself without the power of the lord working through it.  it all looked good, but was all in vain.  through all of this, there was still something missing: the true evidence of my heart being transformed by the gospel of jesus christ, the fruit of my salvation.  how can i call myself a christ-follower, if i'm choosing not to even follow the example he provided?

i stand here today, redeemed. no longer going through the motions of what america says a christian looks like, but viewing myself through the lens of christ .  i have surrendered my life to christ.  all i have is his.  i refuse to give into the cultural christianity around me, and i surrender this life to be used by christ for his purposes.

this might have been tough to read.  it was tough to write because of the reality of my actions before christ; however, i sit here before you, redeemed and forgiven by a loving and gracious God who desires nothing more than to have a personal relationship, not a religious self-serving relationship, with you and with me.  if you have been teetering on the sunday-fix, compartmentalized christian life, you're not alone.  there is refuge for you and forgiveness in christ.  come to him now.  he won't leave you the same.

have you ever gotten sucked up into american cultural christianity? 


♫ jesus, only jesus -matt redman 






audrey: my sister

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meet my sister: audrey.

the name "audrey" means [noble strength].  i think that is such a neat way to describe her, for in christ she is an heir of God and has strength in all circumstances in christ.  

audrey surrendered her life to christ a few months ago.  as jesus does when you encounter the true, living God, audrey has been completely transformed.  i wanted to introduce her on my blog, because she has decided to start one of her own.  she blogs over at trembling before the king.  she is just learning the workings of the blogosphere but feels that the blog will be a good way for her to document her walk with christ and is easier to keep up with than traditional journaling.   please do make her feel welcomed!

audrey is my best friend and life-long sidekick.  rarely a day passes that we don't talk on the phone.  i have seen her at her best and also at her worst.  when you grow up with someone who is only 17 months to the day younger than you, that happens.  fortunately, our love for each other as sisters is not contingent on who we are or what we do.  

my sister is an encouragement to me, and her passion and zeal for the Lord is contagious.  her fire for the Lord reminds me that we have a mission here on earth as christ-followers.  it reminds me that our time is limited and that loving people is supreme in our day. 

audrey is a one of a kind daughter of the king, and i encourage you to read her story of redeeming love here