Wednesday, September 26, 2007


you never let go

prayer with perspective

Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.

Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can 't make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.

Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.

Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year they go shopping together.

Heavenly Father, remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love. It is not enough to share that love with those we hold dear. Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us, but to all humanity. Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive, show patience, empathy and love.


needed a little encouragement today :)

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

a little lady named regina

So, I've been working on scanning in my grandma's old pictures, in order that we'll have access to them in the future. It's always heartwarming for me to look at old pictures and realize that these people are the ones who wrote the beginning story of my life.

As I was sorting through the pictures, I came across a writeup that a friend of my great grandmother Regina wrote for her eulogy. It really touched my heart today.

Regina's life expressed so clearly that our relationship with God is intimately connected with our relationships with other people. "You know," she said to me recently, "I used to always say I liked people. But I really loved them...though people would've looked at me funny years ago if I had said I loved my neighbor so and so." She continued, "When you read the bible, it is full of love, it is full of God saying, 'I love you.' " "And I love my family and friends. I love people...and there's not one person who I've met in my life that I won't be happy to meet up with again!"

What a legacy that my great grandmother left me! I always knew her to be so in tune with God's word...if it did not coincide with God's word, then she wanted no part of it. She even made a stance against the notion within Catholocism that only priests were able to interpret the bible. She was a revolutionary in her own right, holding bible studies for her friends so that they too may unlock the treasures in the word.

Thank you Grandma for your legacy of love and faith.

i'm listening

Yesterday morning I was out for my daily walk. I was praying as I was walking. I reflected on the fact that I talk a lot at God....less talk to God. And when it comes to listening, I realized I was slightly hearing impaired. I had read before that it's so important to listen to God and what He's saying to you. This is definitely a struggle for me. It's less complicated to tell God your concerns and what you would like, and then just assume those align with His will and wait for Him to answer according to MY will. However, that's not what He wants from me. He wants to talk to me...isn't that crazy that the creator of the universe actually wants to talk to ME...little ol' me.

When I got home from my walk, I opened up my bible. I've been reading extensively in Jeremiah and it's God's grace that has put me there. These were the words I read:

...weeping for her children, refusing all solace. Her children are gone, gone - long gone into exile. But God says, "Stop your incessant weeping, hold back your tears. They'll be coming back home! There's hope for your children."

...You broke me. Now put me, trained and obedient, to use. You are my God. God will create a new thing in this land. A transformed woman will embrace the transforming God!

...I'll refresh tired bodies, I'll restore tired souls. ~Jeremiah 31

And yet even when I read these words, a part of me says, "Oh, what a cool coincidence." But that is no coincidence. The Lord gave me these words to encourage my soul. To know that He is with me, restoring me, and telling me not to cry. It also calls me to be obedient to Him and allow Him to use me in the way He would like.

A life in Christ is bigger than we can ever imagine. It forces us to demolish our feeble human expectations and to release our dreams into the hands of Mighty God. That's where BIG, BIG things happen. It's a RENEWED and TRANSFORMED life, and how I long for that.

Thursday, September 20, 2007


And the lucky number is...17. So, being the math nerd I am, I calculated that in one year, I hear about 6200 I love you's...and over 50 years, I should hear about 310,000 I love you's. (No pressure Jason!!!) I clued Jason on my little experiment and I inquired what he thought the number was...he guessed 65. Not bad anaylisis when you consider he said about 8 in the first 2 hours of the day. But, he forgot to take into account that, no, I don't follow him to work so he can say I love you every 15 minutes. But, Jason, if you do want to stick to 65...well, over 50 years, that would be....1,186,250 I love you' better start crankin them out!!! Oh, and I love you Jason!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

i'm a lucky girl

So one of the things I adore about my husband is that he loves to say, "I love you." I never question if I'm loved, and sometimes I forgot what a blessing that is. So today I decided to do an experiment to see just how many times he said it. Well he started the day off strong...with 6 before 8AM. Now at 5pm, I'm at 8...I'll let you know how many at the end of the day! Wow...I'm loved...I think I better work on catching up!!!

Monday, September 17, 2007

my protector, my healer

coming home...

It's been awhile since I've posted last. Mostly because my soul has been empty and dry. I still can't say I'm fine, but what I know is I'm healing. And for that, I am truly thankful.

The crazy thing about miscarriage is the loss of something unknown. All we know is that this is the precious child the Lord gave us, and the child He took away. Am I mad at Him? Well, for the past few weeks, I have been. I still find myself getting mad. It's a heart wrenching pain, a pain that I think no one can understand unless they experience it themselves. You hear the worst comments...everything from, "It's better this way." to "Well, at least you can get pregnant." I completely submit that these comments come from well meaning people who care about us. But they do no good for healing my heart.

I never thought that this pregnancy would end this way. When we found out I was pregnant, it was a complete surprise to me. I truly felt this was the Lord's special gift to us after the miscarriage we went through just a few months before. There was an incredible peace that surrounded this pregnancy...I just knew in the upcoming spring, I would be taking our precious child for a walk through the greening trees.

Well, the Lord, in all His wisdom (I must emphasize His wisdom, because I doubt in this lifetime I'll ever understand) decided to take our child a little earlier. Jason was in South Africa when it happened. The only person I wanted by my side was 10,000 miles away. And my thought was, "How could God hurt me so much?" I did not want any part of this God that would allow so much pain in my life.

I remember the following Sunday at church, we had a worship song about God's love...I could not even mouth the words. I could not believe that God could love me so much and yet allow so much pain in my life. I say "allow" because I don't feel that God caused this miscarriage, though I do believe He allowed it.

I realize more and more there is a battle in this world between good and evil (God and Satan). You can agree with me or not. But I know that we have a choice everyday of our lives to serve God or serve the world. At that time and admittedly, sometimes even now, I closed the book on God. I did not feel His love, nor His comfort. I felt nothing. I questioned constantly.

Just recently though I've learned that feelings should never been an indicator of reality. For example, there are some days you may not feel love for someone, yet you know you love them. And the reality is that God heals, God loves, God saves, and God restores...whether we feel anything or not. Those are the truths I want in my heart, and I am beginning to feel God's warmth surround me again.

Circumstances never control the reality of a broken world, He's there. When life is perfect, He is there. When I miscarried in the wee hours that Friday, He was there. When I sat crying in the waiting room for an hour among pregnant bellies and newborn babies, He was there. When my heart broke because Jason was so far away and so out of reach, He was there. And I will choose to take comfort in knowing and believing that.

So what I'm left with is a new journey in front of me. Regardless of what's ahead, I'm to trust and know He'll be with me through all of it. He is my protector, my comfort, my healer, my savior, and my king. Lord, I'm back, please take away my will and replace it with yours.

God is good.....ALL the time

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

9-11 tribute

united we stand, divided we fall

Friday, September 7, 2007

Thursday, September 6, 2007


by mark schultz

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Amazing Weekend

We celebrated 2 wonderful years this weekend and had a wonderful time. I realize more and more that if you pick the right one to marry, your life's happiness is exponentially affected. And I could not be happier. Jason and I had a relaxing, fun-filled weekend--full of fondue stuffing, 18" diameter pancakes, and too many smiles to count. Thank you Jason for the best years of my life. Can't wait for the next 100 years!



Monday, September 3, 2007

Happy Anniversary to Us!

Today is our 2 year anniversary. Yea!!! These 2 years have gone by so fast, but they have been the best 2 years of my life. I am so incredibly blessed to be married to my favorite person in the world. Thank you for walking this journey with me!