Stored Up Treasures
In the last couple of years I have started making hardbound journals and memory books. They started off as gifts and before everything happened in the last few weeks, I was in the process of selling them at markets and trying to get them into boutiques. But the book I was most excited about was the one I had been planning for my wedding. It was going to be the first one I had ever made with the intention of keeping and I was so excited to make it a place for guests to sign
This morning as I sit enjoying my coffee, it hit me that this is the first time in about fifteen years I haven’t given anything up for Lent. Not being Catholic I never observed it until I was twenty-five and living in Romania. I heard a sermon by Louie Giglio and was encouraged to take time before Easter and focus on the cross. Fasting in conjunction with pray has been a regular part of my life for almost twenty years and there is such beauty the outward sign that we care m
Breathing in and Breathing Out
This morning I was thinking about the goodness of God and His timing. In light of being newly married to a man who compliments me in a ways I didn’t even know to dream about, timing is on my mind a lot. From the time Chris and I met but never said anything, through meeting after meeting, to our first conversation that I think started off with knee injuries and surgeries. To short messages and praying for and about each other, to falling in love before I even knew what was h
When Birds Sing Your Wedding March
Sitting here on my new couch in my new home, reflecting on the goodness of God despite all the craziness of this time in the world. Thinking about how just 2 days ago God worked out my dream wedding perfectly. As an introvert I was torn about having a big wedding and reception. I know I am blessed with more people who love me than I could ever deserve and really want to celebrate my marriage with them. But I also know me. I get overwhelmed when too many people I know are
Yesterday I married My Ish. Ish is the Hebrew word for “man”. As long as I can remember I have been praying for my husband, at first referring to him simply as my husband. But over a decade ago, I started to lovingly refer to him as My Ish, the name that now comes up on my phone when he calls. I have several journals and many notes written in the margins of my Bibles over the years asking God to move in his life. I’ve prayed protection over him and blessings for his day.