Monday, February 23, 2015

You aren't my competition.

Let's play a game. It's intense, high stakes, and requires a lot of concentration so I don't recommend it for the faint at heart. Here are the rules:


1. There is always a loser. Always. A majority of that time the loser is going to be you. The same singular loser, regardless of who's playing.
2. You have to verbally idolize the success and positive attributions of others while bringing yourself down as far as you possibly can. Think of the worst thing about yourself, and put it next to all of the best things you adore about the person you admire. Think of that one awful thing you did two summers ago. Or that one thing that you hate about yourself that you do all the time. Keep thinking about it....obsess over it...don't stop.
3. Once you start playing you can't ever stop. You'll do it constantly, on purpose, on accident, at the grocery store, in the shower, at the movies, all. the. time.

Welcome to the comparison game. You won't see many volunteering as tribute for this one...
You've probably been playing round after round for as long as you can remember without even knowing. Sometimes you'll win: the person who you thought of just wasn't up to the standards you had laid out or thought up. But, winning the comparison game is a rarity. And guess what? No trophies, medals, ribbons, honorable mentions, or free coupons have ever been given to the winner of a comparison game. Sorry. You only occasionally get a brief satisfaction blended with guilt, peppered throughout by constant jealousy and spite.
The game is intense and exhausting. You may scrutinize an individual for days, weeks, months, possibly even years before deciding that he or she is better than you, that you aren't half as good as they are at whatever it is that they do, that they rule and you drool, and that you never stood a chance.

Here's the BEAUTIFUL thing I want you to read over and over:
You do not have to be in competition with the people around you. 

Here's what that means to me...
To the girls with the 4.0 GPA...you are not my competition.
To the ladies who fit perfectly somewhere between too little and too big...you are not my competition.
To the women who have everything in life color coded, organized, highlighted, and written in 7 different colors of ink...as much as I admire that...you are not my competition.
To the young ladies who are barely 20 years old, in perfect relationships, engaged, or soon to be married...you are not my competition.
To the girls with the hair that looks absolutely, overwhelmingly perfect...even in a messy bun...you are not my competition.
To the women who have picturesque Pinterest apartments...you are not my competition.
To my dear friends who are more outgoing than I am and know how to charm and work a room with a ease...you are not my competition.
To the peer in my class that my professor seems to call on more than any other student...you are not my competition.
To my role models and people I look up to and admire for being seemingly perfect at everything they do...guess what....you are not my competition.

Life shouldn't be this constant competitive game. We should strive to do our best and in doing so put our best foot forward, but we shouldn't break our backs trying to win these mental games in our heads. I don't need to walk in a room and be the sole individual with the best grades, the best clothes, the cutest scarf, the most interesting major, the most chaotic week, the funniest story, the nicest manicure, etc. I don't need to walk into a room and feel horrible for not wearing matching socks or having my hair up in a messy bun and wearing sweatpants for the third night this week. I don't need to walk into class and begin to beat myself up because Susie got an A+ on her English assignment but I got a D-. I shouldn't re read Facebook statuses, Instagram posts, tweets, or blog posts over and over again dozens of times a piece LOOKING for mistakes in fear of making one and being thought less of by people who know me. I shouldn't think that I have to act one way around one group of people and act another way around another group just to get people to like me. Because guess what? 

It isn't a competition. 

Everyone is fearfully and wonderfully made. (Ps. 139:14)

We are loved unconditionally. (1 John 4:16)
We are children of the King. (Galatians 3:26)
We all have special talents and gifts that can be used for His glory. (1 Peter 4:10-11)
And this is true for all of us: "But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8)

So often I let jealousy, anger, bitterness, fear, pride, and spite cloud my judgment. I get lost in the land of if only, and I forget that often in my mind while playing round after round of the comparison game, I'm tearing my own brother or sister in Christ down in order to build myself up. It just isn't worth it. We're supposed to love one another and serve one another humbly so that we may become more like Christ. Where is there room for that in rounds of the comparison game?


So, I leave you with the challenge of forfeiting. Forfeit the game, call it quits, find a new game to play. Find ways you can compare yourself to your Creator instead of those around you, and challenge yourself to become more like Jesus instead of succumbing to your earthly ideas of ideals and unattainable perfection.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

To Him....

Read This. Do it. 
http://stephaniemetaxas.blogspot.com/2015/02/dear-mr-right.html?spref=fb

Did you read it? Are you sure? Ok. 

Let me tell you a secret that I have shared with very few, and a story that I hope will inspire you like Stephanie's inspired me...



On December 29th, 2013 I wrote a letter to my future husband for the first time. (Let the record show, Megan Trainor's song didn't come out until 2014 so I was definitely doing this before a pop song put an idea into my head.) My favorite book series of all time is the Christy Miller series by Robin Jones Gunn and I probably read all twenty eight books in the series while I was in high school at least twice. My favorites I know I re read three or four times! The stories are about a young girl, Christy, accepting Christ as her Savior and learning what it meant to walk with Him throughout different seasons of life. In the books Christy wrote letter after letter to her future husband to let him know that she had started praying for him when she was in high school and that she thought and prayed for him often. I would definitely say that Robin Jones Gunn is the inspiration behind what I started doing. 

Right around Christmas of my senior year of high school I realized how important it was to me that I begin praying for the heart of my future husband. I began to pray that if my future husband wasn't a Christian yet that God would put Godly men and women in his life to lead him to Christ, that God would protect him and help him in times of tribulations, that God would work on both of our communication skills so we will one day work effectively as a team, that God continues to expose us to situations that test our understanding of others so that we may one day be understanding and patient towards each other, and so many other things. I began to write it all out one night in a hot pink gel pen and that's when the letters started...

Currently there are only six letters. This isn't something I do very often, and the letters aren't even very long. They're heartfelt and full of promises and prayers, but they aren't wordy or frequent. Up until this point I've been keeping these letters hidden under a box, in an envelope, folded up. I can think of only four or five people I've told, and up until this point I couldn't have even imagined sharing this with anyone else. But here's the thing, this doesn't have to be a secret. I'm excited about this and I'm more excited that there are other young women in my community, like Stephanie, who feel the importance for praying for their future spouses. Regardless of whatever the plan God has in store for me, I know he's the author of my story and I'm looking forward to seeing what's ahead.





Sunday, February 1, 2015

Rain Rain Go Away....

This time of year is rough, and the rainy days make it harder. Today, was one of those days. I had a hard time getting motivated to get up and going this morning, and all day long I've been on edge. I had a hard time concentrating in Sunday School, I was stuttering and mumbling a lot, I was fidgety, I set my purse down and left it at church (with my wallet and Bible!) I was exceptionally jumpy, I set down my cell phone and forgot it at a restaurant, etc. etc. etc. 

(I found both my purse, wallet, and phone....just so you know.)

Before you roll your eyes and tell me to get over it; seasonal affective disorder is a real thing. I have it. I'm not lazy. I'm not depressed because I've lost meaning in my life. I'm not anxious because I don't pray enough or I'm not active enough or I worry too much.  If you disagree with me, that's your prerogative; but it's a real thing. Nothing frustrates me more than people telling me or other people that anxiety is a state of mind and all in your head. Or that depression is for lazy people who can't snap out of it. I'm sorry you don't understand it and feel like you have to attack it. I don't understand asthma and how it works, but I absolutely don't go around telling people it doesn't exist. You can't look at a person and judge whether or not they have asthma based off of how they look. You can't look at a person and tell if they have an anxiety/depression disorder either. Research is a wonderful thing, do some before you form opinions on things you know nothing about. Sorry if that comes across as harsh, I don't mean for it to. I just want to be abundantly clear.
I don't complain about it too often, but like I said some days are just a lot harder than others.

BUT here's what I'm thankful for. I'm thankful for my mom who took me to breakfast, for my friends who made me laugh, for a friend who treated me to lunch for no reason (without even knowing I had a bad day!) for shopping adventures in the Dollar store, for puppy dog kisses when I come home, for a little brother I adore and admire so so much, for being able to jump in puddles and get messy and come in and change into warm clothes and drink hot tea. I'm thankful for my dad, for Super Bowl sunday, and for lots and lots of food to share with friends. I'm thankful for my pastors and sunday school teachers, and children saying funny things that make me laugh. I'm thankful for the ability to set goals and work hard towards accomplishing them. I'm thankful. I'm thankful for the hard days like today that make me appreciate what I have in life. My life isn't perfect. Guess what? That's perfectly okay. :) I love the life I'm living, and when I take a moment to think about all the beautiful things I have- even on a day when it's hard to keep my head above the water- I can't help but praise God for how absolutely wonderful He is.

End of Soapbox.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

30 Day Music Challenge

Day 01- A song that makes you happy
"Wildfire" by John Mayer 

Day 02- A song that helps you clear your head
"Breakdown" by Jack Johnson
"The Wonderful Unknown" by Ingrid Michaelson
Day 03 - A song that makes you laugh
"Ticks" by Brad Paisley



Day 04 - A song that reminds you of something sad


"A Heartbreak" by Angus and Julia Stone


Day 05 - A song that has a new meaning to you every time you hear it


"The Weight of Lies" by The Avett Brothers


Day 06 - A song you can always relate to


"Follow Your Arrow" by Kacey Musgraves


Day 07 - A song that is your guilty pleasure
"Faith" by George Michael
"Rich Girl" by Hall and Oates
"Bennie and the Jets" by Elton John
"Jack and Dianne" by John Mellancamp
(I couldn't narrow that one down...)




Day 08 - A song you liked when you were younger


"Beautiful Soul" by Jesse McCartney....anything by Jesse McCartney


Day 09 - A song that makes you want to dance

"Danza Kuduro" by Don Omar 
"Bailando" by Enrique Iglesias 
"Title" by Meghan Trainor 
"Fireball" by Pitbull


Day 10 - A song that makes you cry

"There You'll Be" by Faith Hill
"More Time" NeedtoBreathe 


Day 11 - A song that reminds you of summer

"Hello You Beautiful Thing" by Jason Mraz
"Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepson 


Day 12 - A song that reminds you of your best friend

"Us" by Regina Spektor (because she played it all the time in her car when we were in high school)


Day 13 - A song you sing to in the shower

"Love Song" by Sara Barielles


Day 14 - A song you like hearing live

"Songs like This" by Carrie Underwood. (Hands down the best concert I've ever been to)


Day 15 - A song people wouldn’t expect you to like

"We don't eat" by James Vincent Morrow"Somethin' Stupid" by Frank Sinatra and Nancy Sinatra"Moondance" by Van Morrison
Day 16 - A song that holds a lot of meaning to you
"Rock of Ages" by Sandra McCracken"O love that will not let me go" by Indelible Grace


Day 17 - A song that annoys you

"What Does the Fox Say?" by...I don't even know...or care.


Day 18 - A song you have as your ringtone/want to be your ringtone

"Wordplay" by Jason Mraz was mine for a long time, but now it's a default


Day 19 - A song you’re currently obsessed with

"I know places" by Taylor Swift 
"Paper Doll" by John Mayer 
"I See Fire" (originally by Ed Sheeran, but I LOVE the Peter Hollen version) 
"Rainy Day Woman" by Kat Edmondson


Day 20 - A song from a new album you are waiting for to come out

"Dear Future Husband" by Meghan Trainor


Day 21 - A song you want to dance to at your wedding

"You are the best thing" by Ray LaMontague 
"You and I" by Ingrid Michaelson 
"Until You Came Along" by JJ Heller 
"Now That I've Found You" by Paul McDonald and Nikki Reed


Day 22 - A song that would be the theme song to a TV show about your life

"The Broken Beautiful" by Ellie Holcomb




Day 23 - A song that makes you angry

"Take Me to Church" by Hozier(Not angry so much as disappointed)


Day 24 - A cover song

"Apologize" by Kacey Musgraves 
"Use Somebody" by Laure Jansen 
"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by Peter Hollens


Day 25 - An acoustic song you love

"Lost Stars" by Kierra Knightly 
"Billie Jean" by the Civil Wars 
"Rather Be" Jasmine Thompson 
"XO" by John Mayer


Day 26 - A song by your favorite band 

"Stones Under Rushing Water" by NeedtoBreathe


Day 27 - A song you make fun of

"It's Raining Men" by the Weather Girls


Day 28 - A song that reminds you of your boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other

"Stuck Like Glue" by Sugarland 
"Can't Stop Loving You" by Phil Collins 
"Friends" by Michael W. Smith


Day 29- A song currently stuck in your head

"Crazy Love" by Van Morrison...or Michael Buble"That's What's Up" by Lennon and Maisy


Day 30- A song that you haven’t listened to in awhile

"Move it Like this" by The Baha Men 
"Spiderwebs" by No Doubt 
"Umbrella" (Christ Mix) by Coffey Anderson

A BRIEF Recap of 2014

The Christmas season is upon us! The first semester of my sophomore year is behind me and I am currently keeping busy with church choir, work, christmas parties, weddings, baby showers, and many other exciting events. It's a busy season of life, but I'm really enjoying it and can't imagine it any other way. Here's a quick glimpse at some things I did this semester...

Reformed University Fellowship (RUF) is a group that meets at school on Thursday nights for worship, fellowship, and bible study. I would definitely say it has kept me sane this semester. I looked forward to going every Thursday night, and got involved in a small group that met on Monday afternoons that I absolutely loved. It has been a HUGE blessing and I am so so thankful for everyone I've met so far in RUF.

The Christ Church College and Career Class (C4) has been keeping busy. I'm thankful for my church family and all the friends I've made over the years at Christ Church, and the college class is definitely no exception. From our Wednesday night bible studies to our murder mysteries at halloween; I'm thankful for all the memories we've made so far and look forward to all the memories we will get to create in the future.

I've gotten really involved in the church choir this year and I LOVE it! It's really been an outlet for me and one of the most relaxing parts of my week. For the most part, I can now sing in front of the congregation without wanting to run off the stage, pass out, or throw up so I would say that I've definitely grown in some ways. ;-) The men and women in the choir are so supportive and are always there when I need a laugh, prayer, or anything really. It's been a big blessing as well.

Work has been wonderful! I am so thankful to have a job that I absolutely adore. It's been a huge blessing to share the love of Christ with so many children in our community, and there isn't anything I love more. I have great coworkers and supervisors, I have great kids, and I would say that I have awesome opportunities to do all sorts of things! I love it! We're already making plans for summer camp and I couldn't be more excited! "It's a beautiful thing when a passion and a career come together..." I have no doubt that I'm supposed to be an education major. :)

I finished the semester with 4 Bs, a C and an A. Not my best, but I'm really proud of how I did this semester. It was a rough round with the classes I took: 2 science classes, a philosophy class, a class every Saturday morning, and then balancing those with my 'easy' classes wasn't exciting at all.  I have all but 2 of my General Eds done and I plan to test out of one of them and take the other one in the summer. That means I can FINALLY start taking classes directly pertaining to my major and I couldn't be happier!!!  I'm so so so SO excited! I'm at the point where I'm realizing I can finally feel like I'm working towards something instead of sitting in classrooms and lecture halls where I feel like I'm wasting my time learning about things I have no interest in.

That's it I suppose. :) 2014 was nice, and I feel like I was just saying that about 2013. I have high hopes and expectations for 2015, and I am anticipating many new adventures in the very near future. <3


Isaiah 33:2


Fickle Feelings

This is something I started before Christmas and I'm just now getting around to posting. :)

This time of year is really hard for me. End of the semester brings finals and papers and craziness, the holiday season brings hustle and bustle, and the weather is a serious buzzkill for my mood. I have Seasonal Affective Disorder which basically means when the weather turns dreary and depressing so does my mood. It has to do with my vitamin D levels being too low and the sun not being out enough to boost them up. I've really been struggling the last few weeks with anxiety attacks and depression, and it's kind of bummed me out.
This happens every year, and its happened this way for the last several years. Right around the holiday season it hits at it's worse. So what's a girl to do? While there are days I would love to stay in my footie pajamas in my bed watching Netflix, or throw on sweatpants and a hoodie and sleep the day away those aren't options for me. I have to get up each morning, fight through it and know that these feelings are only temporary...

Feelings are fickle but the Truth is forever. 

This is one of my favorite quotations this time of year. A) It has the word fickle in it, and you honestly can't sit there and say you read that word or say that word and have no response to it. It's a funny word. It sounds like pickle. That in itself makes me smile just a tad bit. Fickle means to be indecisive and moody. So when I hear the word "fickle" I associate it with the idea of a pickle with an attitude.

      

I digress...



B) No matter what I feel: happy, sad, angry, confused, excited, upset, delighted, terrified, etc. The truth is that there is a God who loves me through it and thinks I am His wonderful daughter. There are literally hundreds of words to describe the range of human emotions: furious, exhausted, ecstatic, remorseful, isolated, hopeful, confident, eager, disillusioned, insecure, anxious, optimistic, and of course countless more. Even when we're incredibly grumpy, have a bad attitude, are ungrateful, and are just the epitome of an emotional wreck: God still loves us.

On our worst days when it took an hour and a half to muster the strength to get out of bed only to head over to Kroger and snap at the lady checking us out and head back home to take a 'well deserved nap' God still loves us.
On our days when we're disgusted with the people around us for making the choices they're making, and being distastefully judgmental- God still loves us.
On the days when we're in a spastic disarray, nothing is going right, and we don't even think about God until we're crawled up in bed but then are too tired to give Him the time of day- He still loves us.
Because no matter what we do, what we feel, what we think we know or don't know, the truth is the same: Our heavenly Father's love is vastly deep for each of his children.

On the days when it feels like the world is a dark, bleak, unhappy place I want to hide from...
On the days when I wish I was invisible so people would stop asking me what was wrong...
On the days when I can't breathe because I'm terrified of going anywhere for no concrete reason...
On the days when I think that surely I'm crazy or surely no one understands what this is like...
On the days when I simply struggle through all of daily duties because I'm emotionally drained...
I can say to myself that there is a God, my heavenly father, who loves me anyway.
My Father wants to wrap me up in His arms and give me the gift of the peace He offers, and the reassurance of His grace and love on my good days and my bad days. 

Here's to the sunshine coming out tomorrow. ;) I believe in silver linings and finding the positive in every situation, and even when things seem gray (literally and figuratively) I know there is a hope in the promise that God gave to me.
"Whenever you feel unloved, unimportant, or insecure, remember to whom you belong to." -Ephesians 2:19-22
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

We Are His Cathedrals by Mike Donehey of TenthAveNorth

The world screams,
“We are what we do!”
“We are what we have!”
“We are what people think!”
But Christ whispers, “You are mine, and I am yours.”

So night after night,
we keep singing it back.
“We are yours!”
“We are yours!”
“We are yours!”

And mysteriously,
what the Psalm says is true.
“The Lord inhabits the praises of His people.”

Somehow, some way, when we cry out together, the wondrous love of God, He dwells among us.

Perhaps even more wondrously though, He lives insides us.
As Acts 17 boldly proclaims,
“He no longer dwells in buildings…”

This God we sing of…
This God who was slain that death would die and we might live; He has built us into his body. We are His dwelling place.
WE ARE HIS CATHEDRALS.

Now, what does this mean?
For us.
For now.

Well, where does one begin?
It means at least a million things and maybe even a million more we’ll never understand this side of the muddled glass, but for now, let me give you three.

One.
We are God’s sanctuary.
His blood was spilt and walls were broken so that now, we are His holy of holies.
We are the place where His spirit dwells. 
We are His tabernacle.
This gives new meaning to following rules.
It gives new meaning to chasing your dreams.
We are never trying to win divine approval, Christ has already bought that for us.
No, we are in search of simply creating more space where He can fill.
And to be filled by Him, all we need is but merely stop chasing
the lesser streams and run to the waterfall.
"He anoints my head with oil, my cup overflows."

Two.
We are “sanctuary” for each other.
Like those great and mighty structures of old, we too can be a place of refuge for those in trouble.
People are no longer a threat.
They are fellow sojourners searching for that eternal spring.
Weary sinners can find a harbor for their souls when they come to those who know they have been redeemed.
We are safety for the stumbling and still waters for anxious hearts.
We have tasted.
We have seen.
And now, we can show them the way.

Three.
Since we are His cathedrals, everywhere we go, we bring the sacred with us,
The division between the secular and sacred has, like the veil, been forever torn in two.
We no longer need to seek out sacred spaces,
instead, we merely need to walk through the door.
Starbucks, school, or supermarket, there is not a place on earth that is not His, and there is not a place we can go, where He is not.
We have the sacred inside.
All the earth is holy ground.

So my friends, to be God's cathedrals, means we are the kingdom come.
It means we are the safety and sacred place of God on the earth.
It means there is glory and honor in even the most menial task.
Like Martin Luther once mused,
"The milk maid has as holy of a calling as the clergy."
It means the greatest thing we'll ever accomplish with our lives is bringing Jesus with us to whatever vocation that may be.
Our lives no longer depend on goals achieved or dreams realized.
Our lives are hidden in Him,
HE IS OUR LIFE.

So, let's embrace the mystery.
Let's proclaim it in every step and space.
Whether mundane or mountaintop, let us not be ashamed of what we are, for we are His!
Bearing the image of the triune community, we are God's place of sacred safety on the earth.
#WeAreCathedrals

-Mike