Tweet If I could go to coffee with anyone right now, it would be Jen Hatmaker. Her books and blogs and absolutely ridiculous Facebook posts make me laugh, cry, and challenge me to think bigger and beyond right now. I mean, my friend Whitney and I regularly have texting conversations about her. Which may be a little weird considering we don’t actually know her..oh well. Given my huge respect for her, when she sent out an e-mail enlisting bloggers to be her launch team for her newly re-released copy of Interrupted, I immediately jumped on the opportunity. I mean, who wouldn’t want to the chance to read a book for…
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“I desire Mercy, not Sacrifice”
Tweet Last week, I spent a lot of time visiting at the hospital. As I was working to rearrange meetings so I could be there for those I love, I was reminded of one of my favorite passages of scripture- Matthew 9:11-13 11 When the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?”12 On hearing this, Jesus said, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. 13 But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” This has not always been one of…
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Patience, Jealousy, and the Pavement
Tweet Patience- the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting angry or upset If I am anything, patient is not it. Perhaps a product of growing up in an instant culture, I struggle majorly with patience. And on top of that, I am stubborn. So it takes a really long time for me to realize God is trying to teach me to be patient. I just keep hitting my head against the wall thinking one of these days it will move rather than step back and realize if I walked two steps to my left there would be an open door. Something else you should know…
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Interrupted and a Giveaway
Tweet Super exciting news (for the book nerd and blogger in me)!!! Jen Hatmaker (who I adore) asked for 250 bloggers to read and write about her updated copy of Interrupted. Seven radically challenged me in a million ways so I thought I would apply and I got chosen!!!! I am oh so excited to dive into Interrupted! I will be blogging over the next month on the book and how it challenges me which I am sure it will as the tagline is “When Jesus wrecks your comfortable Christianity.” If you would like to follow along, you can get the book here at a 20% discount.…
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Looking at Life through the Magnifying Mirror
Tweet When I got married, I registered for a mirror for my bathroom. It’s a round one you hang on the wall and one side is a magnifying mirror (see picture to right). In other words, one side of the mirror shows all my flaws. Clearly. I can easily spend a very long time in front of the mirror. Poking, plucking, prodding. And I mean, come on, adult acne is the worst. The crazy thing is when I step away from the tiny, magnifying mirror, those flaws I saw oh so clearly just disappear. They fade away and the zit I was convinced was the size of Texas is barely noticeable.…
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A Note on Budgets
Tweet For awhile in my life, I was a Dave Ramsey nay-sayer. I worked in an industry with a very low opinion of his tactics and methods. They had valid reasons for their dislike of him. But I was just a band-wagon jumper. I did not have any real reason for disliking him, but I did. In preparation for marriage, our pastor told us we could cut out one of week of pre-marital counseling if we went through Financial Peace University (FPU). Seemed like a fair trade–one week of pre-marital counseling for nine weeks of FPU. (I am sure this is what Jordan thought as well..) I figured I might as…
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Quit: The Snooze Button
Tweet I used to have an awesome morning routine. I would get up early, go to the gym, and have a decent amount of time to spend in Bible study before work. Then.. I had to move unexpectedly, winter happened, and I was planning a wedding. Needless to say, when your car doors are frozen shut and it’s -10 at 5am, heading to the gym is not really an option. Beyond that, quite frankly, I got lazy and gave up completely. Six months later, I have yet to be able to get back into a routine. It is really hard to go back to 5am wake-up calls when 6:30am…
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My Africa, Imperfect People, and a Whole Lot of Passion
Tweet Places. People. Passions. Those are the last three threads weaving together in our study through Restless. I have to admit, while this whole book has been challenging, these three chapters hit me hard. I have struggled a lot around those three threads. And realized I have a whole lot of hurt, anger, and disappointment welled up inside. Some of it I can see God using to paint my story and some of it I can see Satan using to destroy me and cloud God’s glory. Places. For a long time, I wanted to move to Africa. Sell everything and live somewhere on a continent I fell in…
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What Are You Carrying Around?
Tweet This morning, in a last-minute effort, I was searching through my cabinets for something to take to the food drive happening at work. I had actually put “canned food” on my grocery list this week and completely forgot while at TWO different grocery stores. I pulled out four items and two of them had expiration dates in 2012. So organic mac and cheese and a pasta side made the cut (we haven’t quite figured out the whole grocery shopping thing so our shelves are pretty bare). While I imagine it is not uncommon to find things in one’s pantry or fridge with expired dates (I mean, who knew boxed…
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Making a Mess of my Kitchen
Tweet As I was planning for married life, one of my goals was to tackle cooking. After 9 months or so of sharing a kitchen and cabinets and counter space, I was looking forward to having my own space to cook. Not to mention, we registered for all these cool gadgets so I figured I should probably learn how to use them. The thing is, I hate to cook. I have zero confidence when it comes to my skills in the kitchen and my mother-in-law is an EXCELLENT cook. I had big shoes to fill. Nevertheless, determination to be healthier and putting ourselves on a strict Dave Ramsey budget meant…