My 2018 Book Reviews

Here's a list & mini review of the 25 books I finished in the year 2018... :)

If You Like Fixer Upper...

I started the year with all things Chip & Jo. I love these two and the positive, Christian, authentic message they have for this world. Bonus - I listened to the audio books, which I so recommend to hear their voices. It's kind of like listening to Fixer Upper in your car!

• Magnolia Story by Chip & Joanna Gaines

• Capital Gaines by Chip Gaines

If You Like Funny Women...

• Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (and other concerns) by Mindy Kaling

• Why Not Me? by Mindy Kaling

• Seriously, I'm Kidding by Ellen Degeneres

• Bossypants by Tina Fey

If you like, Nicholas Sparks...

These two are love stories with characters living in the South - I am fairly certain this author could actually BE Nicholas Sparks. If you saw the movie The Mountain Between Us - the book is better (as it usually is!).  If you haven't seen the movie - this book follows the journey of a man and woman who have crash landed from an airplane and have to help each other to survive the wilderness of the mountain. Where the River Ends is kind of like The Bucket List meets A Walk to Remember. Both sweet love stories.

• The Mountain Between Us by Charles Martin

• Where the River Ends by Charles Martin

If You Watch the TV show Younger...

In this sitcom, the characters work for and run a Publishing House. Originally this book was a made-up title of a book being published in the show. However, after all the hype and buzz around the idea of this book - it was made a reality! It follows the life of a woman on the upper east side, that takes a "vacation" from her failing marriage to find herself & ultimately follows the journey back to her husband. It's a great summer beach read, even if you've never seen the show! (Note: A few more adult situations - as this show was created by the same of Sex & the City)

• Marriage Vacation by Pauline Brooks

Great Christian Reads...

I highly recommend Anxious for Nothing, which focuses on & studies  Philippians 4:6.  I also love Lineage of Grace - this historical fiction book is broken up into sections. Each section tells the story of one of the main women of the Bible (Ruth, Rahab, Mary etc.) It helped me better understand their lives & remember why they were so impactful (even if there only a few verses to talk about them). Mary's story really made me think about what she would have gone through & the emotion she would have felt as a mother - maybe because I myself was a new mom?

• The Masterpiece by Francine Rivers

• The Lineage of Grace by Francine Rivers

• Anxious for Nothing by Max Lucado

• Shaken by Tim Tebow

Sounded like they would be good, but wouldn't recommend..

• Where'd You Go Bernadette by Maria Semple

• The Immortalists by Chloe Benjamin

The Immortalists follows the journey of four siblings who each receive a prophesy of the day they will die and the decisions they make knowing that information. Is it fate or choice that lead them to their death? It sounds like it would be really good, but the author inserts too many unnecessary sexual situations and references and fails to develop the characters so that you get interested in their stories. 

Where'd You Go Bernadette was just not a favorite. The mother goes missing, and her daughter is trying to figure out where she went - but the mom was so looney and strange I didn't really care if they found her. It was highly reviewed and turned into a movie, so maybe I just didn't get it? 

A New Favorite Author...

Rachel is a Christian, motivational speaker, blogger & media powerhouse. She just writes in a fun, real way that speaks to a lot of people. The first book is sort of an autobiography, the second is a book she wrote loosely based on her life when she was an event planner in L.A. As a previous event planner, I enjoyed this cute read and plan to read the follow up books, Smart Girl & Sweet Girl.

• Girl, Wash Your Face by Rachel Hollis

• Party Girl by Rachel Hollis

If You Also Like Rachel Hollis, You May Like...

• For the Love by Jen Hatmaker

• I've Never Been to Vegas, but My Luggage Has by Mandy Hale

These are two other Christian gals who are fun, real & easy to listen to. Jen is a pastor's wife, mom & funny gal from the south. Mandy writes about her relationships, heartbreaks and breakthroughs to finding herself. She is 34 and single (at the end of this book) and has created a platform known as The Single Woman - that helps encourage other women in their journeys to find love (with others & themselves).


If You Want A Good "Coffee Table" Book...

These both have great photography & less actual content than the other books. I did like Reese's book as it had photography, great family recipes & talks about her life and love for her family, the south and her life. We even tried her Pecan Encrusted Chicken Tenders for our Christmas appetizers & they were a big hit! JT's book is very "artsy" and like 80% photos.

• Whiskey in a Teacup by Reese Witherspoon

• Hindsight (and all the things I can't see in front of me) by Justin Timberlake

Not Just For Kids...

• A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L'Engle

Definitely a well written book, just a little strange. But I do love the good vs. evil undertones & the morality of it all. I read so I could watch the movie - then decided I didn't really want to see the movie either. An easy one day read!

Finally, Some Great WWII Books...

My favorite book of the year was Beneath a Scarlet Sky. This tells the tale of an unsung hero of WWII. It follows the life of Pino Lella, an Italian teenager who helps Jews escape, becomes a spy for the Allies, and grows into a man during the course of horrors of war. It also weaves in his love story with Anna and how their love helps them both survive and find joy amongst so much pain. Although it is a sad book, full of the terrible truths of WWII - it is beautifully written and on top of that - true. This is being made into a movie that will come out in the next year or so too!

• Beneath a Scarlet Sky by Mark Sullivan

• The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

This One's For the Dads

In the blog-o-sphere there are countless posts about motherhood, becoming a mom, first time moms, single moms, struggles of being a mom - you name it. Heck, I've written one. And I hope these all continue. I think bringing light to motherhood and sharing our stories is so empowering; connecting us as a tribe.

But I think it's time to say thank you to the wonderful fathers who make parenting together so joyous. I know they sometimes leave the toilet seat up, leave their junk around the house, and get too obsessed with Fantasy Football - but they deserve some gratitude too. (Just promise to work on the toilet seat thing, okay guys?)

1. They Deal with Pregnant You
While being pregnant is a beautiful thing; let's get real, it's also not so beautiful at times too. They have to handle all the mood swings, raging hormones, unexpected tears - while also dealing with cravings, aversions, nesting ideas, projects, anxiety, and the general unexpected. Plus, they're around for the 'morning' sickness (that comes really any time of day), groaning about being uncomfortable and you being tired all. the. time. They deserve a hand for loving us through those moments, and staying around even when we yell "this is YOUR fault" when not enjoying the pregnancy glow (sweat).

2. They Don't Get Paternity Leave
Now, I'm not talking to you dads who work at magical places that give you several weeks or even actual paternity leave - because if this describes you, you probably live in Europe. I realize sometimes dads get to take time off from work after you have a baby, but usually it isn't a lengthy amount equivalent to what the mothers get. I know dads do not need to recover physically from the whole pushing out a baby thing, but they do deserve time with their newborn baby. They don't get the required six weeks. Usually if they get any time off it is unpaid and requires them to use their vacation or sick days. So here's a shout out to you. We recognize that you deserve to be included in our maternity time, so we can spend it as a family. Thank you for taking the time that you can to help us start this motherhood journey, whether it's the first time or the fourth.

3. They Handle 'Guy' Stuff
Not all houses are like this, but typically the dads get to do manly tasks to keep everything up and running. I mean, heaven forbid, us ladies should break a nail or something. At our house this means my husband takes care of the car maintenance, scooping the walk (even when the snow continues into April), killing the bugs, mowing and watering the grass, taking out the trash, and filling the water softener with salt. I don't even know where our water softener is. And again - they kill the bugs! Can you imagine having to do that yourself? You guys really need a trophy for this one.

4. They Do the Heavy Lifting
I don't know about yours, but my husband can be compared to that of a pack mule. What would take me 2 or 3 trips to carry the groceries with my weakling arms, he manages to do in one trip - with one arm. Dads "get" (have) the wonderful privilege of unloading our groceries, carrying our shopping bags when we go shopping, lifting objects around the house, handling large items when moving, and opening the jars that we somehow cannot. Don't forget they usually get to lug around our babies in their carseats on top of everything else! Keep up all the lifting, bros.

5. They Give You Time for Yourself
Being a mom is overwhelming, wonderful, amazing, difficult, and perfect. But, sometimes we need to step away from the jam-covered kiddos and get a little time to ourself. It's crazy that after you have a baby you kind of lose your identity in that. Great dads step in and make sure we don't forget who we are outside of motherhood. My husband makes sure I get time for myself and spends time alone with our baby to let me get out. He's made sure I can go workout, or get pampered, or run errands, or go for a walk - whatever it is, he makes sure I still get to be myself. Dads help encourage you, spoil you, compliment you, love you, romance you, and make sure you continue to pursue your dreams and find your piece of happiness.

6. They Are Your Partner in Crime
Sometimes this means they help you get away with eating your kids' Halloween candy, but most of the time it means that dads are there with you through it all. Thanks to the dads who are there by our sides and on our sides through the thick and thin. The good and the bad. Through the tantrums, the terrible twos, the teenage angst, the flu seasons, the wrinkles, and the gray hairs. Thanks for being there to laugh with, talk to, and cry on. We can't imagine going through this journey with anyone else.

Finally - They Made You a Mom
Your husbands gave you the greatest gift of all, your child(ren). Even if they don't like changing diapers, or struggle to dress your kid in matching clothing, whether they are involved a little or a lot in discipline and parenting - they still made you a mom. They helped create that little human that lights up your day and brings joy to your heart. Seasoned fathers and new dads alike - we thank you for bringing life into the world. To you, we give our gratitude and love.

PSA FROM EVERY PREGNANT WOMAN EVERYWHERE

PSA FROM EVERY PREGNANT WOMAN EVERYWHERE

By: 8-month pregnant, Blair

It has come to my attention that people could use a lesson when it comes to talking to a pregnant woman. So here are a few lessons from this pregnant lady...

If you feel like commenting on our size or shape in anyway - RETHINK YOUR THOUGHT - and just DON'T SAY ANYTHING. I know this may seem like common sense, but you would be surprised just how many people feel the need to say mean things to you during this time in your life.

DO NOT SAY:

Are you sure there is JUST ONE baby in there?

Whoa! You REALLY GREW over the weekend.

*Looks over judgingly* I bet you'll come early!

You're Huge! (or other variations of this word)

You would think that I am making these up ^ - but these are all phrases I HAVE BEEN TOLD PERSONALLY. And I still have 8 weeks left to go until my due date. And guess what, they made me cry. (Probably due to hormones mainly - but you do not help, random strangers.)

First of all, you wouldn't comment on the weight of a "regular" person, so WHY would you think saying something about our weight/size is appropriate? We have VERY little control over what happens to our bodies & GUESS WHAT - do not need reminders of this fact from you.

Secondly, while growing a human is an amazing miracle to be a part of, it is also really hard. You do NOT know what some women have gone through to get to this point. So why would you say ANYTHING negative to them??

Even if we do look "Huge" - KEEP THE COMMENTS TO YOURSELF.

Personally, I have had a great pregnancy with minimal problems - but I also have very little control over what I look like. I am 5' 3" and have limited torso space for a baby - thus it must grow outward. I eat healthy, go on walks, and have gained a healthy amount of weight for my size. And yet, here were are after experiencing several mean comments in the span of one week.

Now this is not a plea for compliments or attention. I just want random strangers to learn a lesson on etiquette & kindness.

Also while on the general topic, DO NOT tell us the horror stories your friends, neighbors, family members or co-workers have gone through during pregnancy. Not everyone goes through the same things. DO NOT SCARE US with terrible pregnancy side effects, or issues you know of. I do not care about your cousin's hairdresser's niece - whose labor lasted 500 hours. I may exaggerate a little, but you get the point. My body is different than hers and my experiences will be and have been different.

The thought of labor is terrifying enough without you adding your two cents or worst-case scenario stories. JUST BE POSITIVE & SUPPORTIVE.

*Tell those stories to teenagers you do not want to have children. Because, yikes!* LOL 

So...

If you feel like saying anything, here is a list of appropriate phrases you MAY use:

You look beautiful.

(Or nothing at all.)

Sincerely,

Pregnant Women Everywhere

He's Home! A Deployment Homecoming

320 days.
11 months.
46 weeks.

Finally, after all that time, I would get to see him. In just a few minutes I would get to watch him walk off the plane & take him home after a long deployment overseas.

Jerromy: I can't believe after traveling 7,000 miles, I am FINALLY on my last flight home!

My heart was racing; pumping with adrenaline. I tapped my foot anxiously as I sat in the airport terminal. I checked & re-checked my hair & makeup (I mean a girl wants to look good for her husband she hasn't seen in so long.) I tried my best to remain calm, but the butterflies in my stomach took over. Excitement continued to build as the minutes ticked away.

All I can think about is kissing her.  I'm so excited it's almost like I'm nervous -- the excitement has my whole body feeling energized, down to my bones.

I was on the brink of tears (again). I already cried on the way to the airport, overwhelmed with the idea that this was THEE day. Consumed with the feeling of being blessed beyond anything imaginable. In a scenario when so many things could go wrong, we made it through.

He was safe. And the deployment was over.

As the plane flew over Kearney, I started to recognize the houses, the streets; and it became more real. This is home.

The airport attendant announced the flight had landed --  He was here.

I jumped up & watched (almost in slow motion) as the pilots exited, the stairs were lowered, the luggage unloaded, and the first passenger could leave the jet. One by one people filed off the plane.

And then I saw him step down.

The people walking in front of me seemed to take forever to move forward, but I walked around the front of the plane with determined steps.

My heart was beating so loudly, it drowned out every other sound in the terminal.

All at once, I could finally see his face, his smile -- and it took my breath away.

She was standing there holding the sign she made with the biggest smile, (sigh) -- She's even more beautiful than when I left.

When he was just steps away I pushed forward and threw myself into his arms & kissed him.
He hugged me with everything he had.
I melted into him.

She came into my arms and it felt like I hadn't gone anywhere. I was right where I should be. Where I belong.

And we stayed like that, in this embrace for what felt like days. Not wanting to let go...

Busy people moved around us, headed to & from their next destination. Flights were called. For most, the day continued on.

But for us, it had stopped momentarily.

For once in 320 days, time was on our side.

Deployment Diaries: Part 2

Do you know how many days it is until November?
The average person would have a rough guess, but couldn't tell you exactly.
The women waiting for the end of this deployment, like myself, have the answer to this question calculated down to the approximate day, hour, minute & moon rotation.
Ok, well maybe not that last one.

We have 4 months until our soldiers touch down back in the USA. I can count that on one hand! A feat that seemed like it would never come, when the looming 12 months began. Now, we are on the 'home stretch' and ready for the moment I can start counting down days on that one hand.

Most say that the first year of marriage is the hardest and for us it definitely has been very difficult. Newlyweds separated by 7,000 miles complicates starting a new life of togetherness. But, I do think it will make our second year that much sweeter. Most couples get married, move in together and immediately get annoyed at the little bad habits of your spouse -- the things you only discover after sharing space and being together 24/7. And while I know that things will not be perfect when he returns, I don't think I will be upset if he leaves his shoes by the door, or his clothing in the dryer. Because those things will mean he is home.

And there is no place else I would rather he be.

It's disheartening to walk into a house and know his clothing will be hung on the hangers exactly as you've left it. His shoes won't be by the door, because they are aligned in the closet. You won't be welcomed by his smile or laugh. And he won't be there in the morning to walk you to the door to send you off with a goodbye kiss. The house is empty.

Even if other people are around, the lack of his presence is noticeable -- it's a constant ache in your chest. A longing that seems to grow, no matter how much you were able to talk that day.

And yet, my heart is full.

7,000 miles can't stop him from sending flower, just because. Or from crying with you, when your dad is in the hospital. It has no control over the prayers you both say for each other daily. Or the giggles you share over FaceTime. Separation doesn't stop our hearts from being poured out into messages, care packages, letters, and calls.

You have to rely on your patience, positivity, faith & trust to get you through everyday. The waiting, and the fear of the unknown, help you to look to God & to each other for strength. You count your blessings a little more often.

So if anything, I think this deployment has helped us to grow in our faith and allowed us a glimpse into the magnitude and power of love.

Because that's the thing about love, it transcends all circumstances.



*Next time I check in, my soldier will be HOME! :)

Deployment Diaries

Me: "How was your day, baby?"
The Hubby: "Well actually a car bomb went off less than a mile away from us -- it shook our whole building."   *(paraphrased)

Welcome to deployment...

My husband Jerromy is currently deployed and serving in Afghanistan. He left in December and will (hopefully) be back home after his 9 months there. We just recently got married in October 2015 a little before he was called to duty. This is actually his second deployment to Afghanistan, but as for me, I am new to this whole Army life. During his first deployment, Jerromy and I were friends who became pen-pals during his months across the Atlantic. So, while I was part of the first one from a distance, it was (and is) much different to have your husband overseas. My view from home is a little different than it was before.

He has been overseas now for about 4 months, although it feels like it's been about a year already. For the most part, everything has gone pretty okay. We are so blessed to live in an age of technology where texting, phone calls, and FaceTime can keep us connected despite the distance. We don't have to rely on snail mail to give updates -- although we do still send the occasional hand-written love letter. Despite the 7,000 miles and 9.5 hour time difference, we still get to talk every day and for that I am so thankful.

So fast forward to this week, when we were texting during (my) morning and (his) night. A very routine thing for us -- when I asked about his day. Turns out, it wasn't like every other day up until this point. There had been an explosion by a terrorist group just outside of where they are living. It is Afghanistan after all. So when he let me know about that bomb-- it felt like one had dropped right in my office at work as well.

He immediately assured me that everyone (in his unit), including himself, were okay. However, it turns out it did kill 28 people and injured hundreds more.

I began asking a million questions.
Tears welling in my eyes started streaming down my face.
Every 'what if' scenario played through my head over and over again.
And then praying and thanking God for answering my prayers and keeping them safe.

And you know what I did next? Get mad at him for telling me something so nonchalantly over a text message. I took out my fear with anger on Jerromy. Way to be a great wife...

The thing is, he didn't want to even tell me. He loves me too much to want me to worry about situations that could have been. He figured if he made it sound like no big deal -- then I would see it that way too. But to me, it was a BIG deal.

Although I pray for his safety every day, you don't really think about what could happen. You just can't allow your mind to go there. So when something like this hits so close to home -- it makes your eyes open. Maybe opened too much, as I cried myself into a slight panic attack in the bathroom at work. Tears of fear. Of thankfulness. Of anger.

And of praise. I absolutely know with my whole being, that God kept him safe from this terrorist attack. And I have complete faith that He will continue to do so for the remainder of his deployment.

Now, two days later I realize I could have handled it better. And wives that have been through multiple deployments would be prepared for bad news or even just scary news like I had been given. But, I am new at this and I try the best I can in each situation. Thankfully this isn't routine -- so I don't have to get good at reacting in moments like these.

I would also go through any deployment if it meant I get to be married to Jerromy. His love is worth any obstacle...

I do hope however that the next BIG text message he has to send me -- is that he is coming home <3

Jesus, Easter & Fish on Fridays

Easter is right around the corner, which means Easter bonnets & our Sunday best, deviled eggs, and of course a visit from a furry friend. For a lot of people, Easter also marks the day when they can start to consume meat every day of the week again – as Lent will be over. The Lenten season is an opportunity for us to connect with God, but for many, Lent is synonymous with the ritual of giving up fish on Fridays and the sentiment ends there. When it began, Lent was used to help new converts prepare for baptism, with repenting & fasting. Now most Christians see these six weeks as a time to prepare spiritually for Easter. 

The word 'Lent' translated means 'spring' and although 'spring' means to burst forth, spread & grow, I fear that our culture has given Lent a completely different meaning. Although celebrated in many different ways, there are some basic principles to these 40 days I hope we start to understand...

1. Lent is not a Requirement

By this I mean that your heart should not be burdened by the idea that this is something "you are supposed to do”. If you are giving up something because your church or your family says you HAVE to and it is not truly a desire of your heart -- then you are missing the whole point. Jesus doesn't want you to HAVE to do anything for Him. He wants you to WANT to draw near to Him, to desire Him, to focus on Him. If you celebrate Lent & choose to sacrifice, know your reasons for doing so and do it with an open heart -- not a burdened one. 

2. Complaining isn't Sacrificing

Just because you choose to give something up does not mean the world has to know about it. The key to the Lenten season is humility. During this time, your goal should be to come closer to God. It isn't to draw attention to yourself for the thing you choose to give up & desire praise for your efforts. A true sacrifice is quiet. It doesn't happen on Facebook or between your friends. It happens in the stillness of your heart.  It happened on a cross.

3.  Lying isn't Sacrificing Either

If you say you are giving up a specific food for Jesus, but are really doing it to help kick-start your bikini body -- that isn't sacrificing. That is lying to yourself & to God. And binging on whatever it is you plan to sacrifice the night before Lent begins & then again Easter morning -- isn't the point either. That is giving in to the desires of your flesh instead of honoring God with your choices. You cannot sacrifice expecting to earn favor or be noticed for your good works. Truly you must not expect anything worldly in return.

4. You Don't Have to Sacrifice at All

Sometime it isn't giving up something that should be your focus. Maybe, God wants you to add something to your life instead. The goal of your Lenten season should be to grow spiritually. So, if for you that means adding a devotional time & sticking to it, or praying for a set amount of time every day -- then do that instead. Giving up something is only needed, so you can add God back into your schedule in return. 

Lent is a time to humbly come before God, focusing on his Presence, and be thankful and awed by his overwhelming forgiveness. It gives you the opportunity to sacrifice or put aside anything you hold as an idol over God. What is it that controls you? For some that is food. For others maybe the media & TV consume your time instead of worship. Maybe a sacrifice for you is to keep work at work & spend time with your family. Whatever it is -- lay it down before Him -- and take that time to meditate in God's word. Take that time and listen to His voice in your life. Take that time to honor His sacrifice for us & worship Him for all He has given you.

The purpose of Lent is to grow in God's grace. It is a time to lay down your life for the One who first showed us what it meant to sacrifice. With or without the fish.

Post Holiday Depression

It's that time of year...

It's the middle of January, and there is not a Christmas cookie in sight. New Years has came and went; (as did many resolutions), and the closest holiday in sight is roughly 132 days away (not that you've counted or anything). The memories of parties, dessert exchanges, Secret Santas, vacation days, and excuses to eat unhealthily lie behind us.

We have eaten our way through Thanksgiving & Christmas and popped the bubbly as the ball dropped on NYE. But now, as always we have made the resolution to eat healthy, workout, and stay away from the cheesecake. Easier said than done. Because you know what hits the shelves the afternoon of January 1st? The temptress that is Valentine's day candy --  and those conversation hearts you swear spell out the words "Buy Me" every time you walk by in Target.

So the long, dark, days stretch on from January 2nd until the first time you get a Monday off of work for a vacation -- which at the earliest could be Easter, for others as "early" as Memorial Day (which is NOT until May!).

 And you can't help but start to feel yourself catching the epidemic. No, not flu season. This time it turns out that you have a case of Post Holiday Depression.

This self-diagnosed plague I find myself to have the second our Christmas decorations find the storage tote. And it hits harder when I start to notice the dimness of neighborhoods without Christmas lights. My energy sinks as I think about the 40+ weeks we have until Santa comes again.

Also, your dwindled down bank account from all your Christmas shopping doesn't help with bringing a smile to your face. Neither does the extra pounds you accumulated thanks to mom's home cooking & the office break room treats.

And, if those things aren't sad enough. There's the cold, miserable, weather that Jack Frost sets over Nebraska for up to 5 freezing months. So, every morning you go out to scrape the ice off your windshield, you start to daydream of sandy beaches & curse Mother Nature for freezing parts of your anatomy off.

And, your P.H.D. grows stronger.

Usually, you think to yourself. Well, there is Valentine's Day! That should brighten my mood -- at least the candy will be on sale soon! And then you have internal battle of  whether or not to buy 45 Reese's hearts or to stick to your meal plan. Peanut butter has protein... so that has to be an acceptable snack, right?

You crunch unhappily on your rice cake & go right back to sulking.

Really there are no known cures for Post Holiday Depression.  Yes, binge watching Netflix helps. I assume time cuddling a baby animal would bring a smile to your face. Retail therapy always has its moments of bliss. And the thought that Full House is having a reunion will give you a ray of hope.  But the real way to battle this, I believe, is to be tanning on a beach somewhere warm and tropical.

So, if you find yourself moping with this incessant disease -- I prescribe just that.

But be forewarned, Post Vacation Depression is also just as real...

Think Before You Post...

On the day that information was released about the terrorist attacks in Paris, the world responded and united in a positive and powerful way.  Social media sites were flooded with #PrayersforParis, depictions of the national flag of France, pictures from trips to the Eiffel Tower and so many other shout-outs to the hurting nation. It was amazing to see the response of unity spread across the world, letting Paris know they were not alone. However, my concern for our social media generation is that we like to show that we are #praying for another country, but are we actually praying and grieving for others? Or are we just jumping on the bandwagon?

 

One day before this devastating attack on Paris, another 147 individuals lost their lives in an attack in Kenya. However, our generation had no idea. Why? Because the trending topic of the day on Facebook was related to the neckline of a certain Kardashian sister & her date out on the town. I kid you not.  The younger generations tend to be interested in whatever issue is brought to their attention via social media.  In 2012 it was the issue of KONY in Africa, and  in our recent past we had the day the trending hashtag was #lovewins, in response to same-sex marriages becoming legal in the US. Or who can forget the REAL scandal of the color of cups being served at Starbucks. What about children starving every day in our own country? Or those in abusive relationships happening in our own town? The homeless and hungry found in every nation? Those aren't plastered on Facebook, so they simply don't get the same cry of outrage.

 

If I had to interview people today about what had actually happened in any of the foreign nations relating to our recent events, not many would be able to tell me a straight answer. The problem is, we are a generation searching for a cause. It is like we are simply scrolling through our news feeds looking for the next big (or little) thing to offend us. So we blast our "opinion" from social media - -without fact or relevance to back it up, just to be a member of the group. Blanket statements begin to cover groups of people, because we aren't checking to see what is fact and what is a stereotype. Irrelevant articles are shared out of context to try and prove a point. Without proper knowledge or history of a subject, hundreds of people state their opinion formed by reading one article or by seeing one status -- just to be part of the argument.

 

As soon as the internet has moved on to the next big thing, the band hitches itself to another wagon. Strong opinions fade just as quickly as they were formed. Never to be mentioned again-- because the world isn't watching and waiting for you to be part of that group. There isn't pressure to be part of a trend. Temporary profile pictures fade, which is fitting, because most of the time interest in that issue is that -- temporary. On to the next thing: What will we choose to be offended by next?

 

I want to emphasize that social media is a tool that can be used to promote your cause. And I do encourage you to use it for that purpose, but out of passion and not pressure. Find a cause and be part of something bigger than yourself. But do your research and find the facts. Do not let Facebook become the only book you read. Check your sources, relate it to the context, and then become an educated advocate. Search for what breaks your heart by genuinely praying (without the hashtag). Seek for ways to help find the solution without prejudice or bigotry. Choose your battles and really think before you make a statement. I still encourage you to raise your voices -- as long as you don't do it to hear yourself speak. 

 

Let's stop being the generation of  "rebels" who are looking for a cause to follow on social media and instead let us become the generation of activists that are out there learning, growing, being, serving, respecting, and making our world a better place. As we are loving others, stepping away from our screens and putting aside our arguments, judgmental opinions, selfish nature, and defensiveness we will start to see something else rise to the surface of attention -- #worldpeace. 

Event Planning 101

When people think about the title "Event Director", they tend to assume that I get to go to a lot of parties and I live the glamorous life that Hollywood portrays for our profession. What they don't see however, is the work it takes to host a large-scale event. On TV, party planners are out mingling, dressed in their best, while sipping cocktails with their friends. In reality, I am sweating, running around, checking on details and volunteers, forgetting to eat or drink anything, and trying to remain calm. Especially these last few weeks, this Event Director has been busy planning two huge community events, within the span of two week -- and oh yeah, did I mention I'm getting married in 17 days?! So here's a behind the scenes look at what it means to be an Event Planner:

1. To-Do Lists are Your Life -- When you have multiple agendas going at one time, the only way to know which way is up & what has been completed is to map it out step-by-step. Organization is key. I would guarantee all event planners have multiple lists and are driven by the idea of crossing something off of them. I also have invented something called 'sleep listing', because the night before the event I can't sleep thinking of all the things I have to do. I'm mentally going through the motions of items to complete the next day. So I guess to-do lists and under eye concealer are your life -- so you can at least look like you sleep.

2. Invest in Comfortable Shoes -- Although looking cute for all your attendees is ideal, it becomes necessary to have comfortable, cross-country running capable, type of shoes. On event days I am on my feet not-stop for roughly 8-12 hours. Heels are out for sure. May as well add a fanny pack to carry all of the things you need with you throughout the event, because you have to be your own personal attendant that day. Looking like a mall walker may happen -- it's a risk of the job.

3. Your Office is a Mess -- At any time during an event I could have tents, banners, goodie bags, raffle prizes, flags, coolers, lost-and found items, power tools, yard signs, or a variety of other random objects in my office. A great opportunity to play I-Spy or build a fort with all of the boxes.

4. Volunteers are your Best Friends -- Those that show up to work for you out of the pure goodness of their heart (after much begging) are your favorite people on the earth that day. Without them, you would lose what little sanity you have left.

5. Your Co-Coordinators are on Speed-Dial -- During the past two events, I talked to and texted the two other co-coordinators more than some members of my family. It gets to the point where you don't even introduce yourself or attempt any small talk. You just call, and ask your question, assuming they are reading the same email you just receive 3 seconds ago with a new dilemma to solve.

6. Purchase a Large Vehicle -- I drive a Ford Fiesta, which is basically the smallest car that company makes. When needing to move all the supplies and items to the event venue, a larger vehicle is necessary. I've discovered that my car is roughly 43" across -- trying to fit a raffle prize of a big screen TV across town. I've also discovered who owns a pick-up in my friend list. Coincidence? I think not.

7. You Can't Make Everyone Happy -- No matter how well the event goes, or how much you plan before the event, something will go wrong and someone will have something negative to say. You learn to have thick skin and use the criticism to make the next event better. Because with this job, you are always thinking ahead. The moments one event ends, planning for the next begins immediately. Hence, the need for lists.

So, while Samantha from "Sex & the City" makes this job look easy -- it can be challenging and demanding just like any other profession. You could be doing anything from busing tables to doing TV interviews in the midst of a very loud concert. You have to be ready for anything that comes your way, including smelling like essence of the events. Thanks BBQ on the Bricks for the saucy aroma & not so much thanks to Oktoberfest for the perfume de sauerkraut and beer.

Next up, my wedding -- but this time I get a personal assistant. I hope she's ready with her comfortable shoes.

Written by Blair Youngs

A Lazy Girl's Guide to Style

*Alarm goes off*
Me: Hits Snooze button
(repeat x3)
The number of times I hit 'snooze' then correlates to the amount of time & effort I will be able to put into my appearance that day. Today was one of those, "The-hair-is-going-up-because-I-definitely- don't-have-time-to-straighten-or-curl-it" kind of days.

I can't help but feel grateful for the girl who accidentally caused a trend due her "laziness". Whether it is due to lack of sleep, money, interest in fashion or like most of us, the time to dedicate to the Kardashian level of beauty -- these accidents and lazy moments have made a impact on the fashion industry. Let's just highlight a few style trends to which we can be thankful, for those of us that have a slight addiction to the snooze button.

1. Ombre Hair Coloring --
When your hair grows out and suddenly your natural hair color is showing at your roots, you now have the ability to act like it was intentional -- and that you didn't just forget to book your next hair appointment. I MEANT for my hair to be 3 -5 different shades from root to tip, I'm glad you noticed. Thank you Carrie Bradshaw and your days on Sex and the City for spearheading the ombre campaign.

Bandeaus:
I wish I could have the comfort of a sports bra without the actual sweat, bulky straps, or the need to go to a sporting event. ... And, bandeaus were born.

Dry Shampoo:
We have literally created the ability to go days without washing our hair & the world now says it's okay -- as long as you spray in some dry shampoo. Whoever first pitched that to marketing was definitely a woman who wanted to sleep in.

Top Knots/Messy Buns:
If the dry shampoo just isn't cutting it for your hair, this if your fall back. Just pile all your hair on the top of your head and intentionally have it look like it is falling out. This one actually allows you to leave your hair how it looks when you wake up and pull it off for the day.

Spray Tans:
No need for a vacation. No need for the summer. No need to go outside. You can now be painted to look like you were beaching in Mexico, when you really spent last weekend binge watching Gilmore Girls on Netflix.

Maxi Skirts:
Although to men it may appear like we have dressed up for the day, maxi skirts are a subtle "lazy" style. They mix the comfort and stretch of sweat pants with the ability to look dressy so you can wear them to the office. Let's face it, if they had seaming in the middle, they would be pajama pants.

And finally the greatest trend of the 21st century...

Yoga Pants:
Functions include -- workout gear, lounge attire, and leggings. If actually doing yoga were a pre-requisite of wearing the pants, the world would either be extremely fit, or the trend would die all together. Modeled by woman of all ages, for now it looks like this trend is here to stay. And the question continues -- How can I make these look dressy enough to qualify as "business casual"?

As I am currently looking in the mirror at my top knot, noticing how my roots have grown out, while wearing yoga pants & a bandeau -- I can't help but think, I am so on trend, I should be on the cover of InStyle. Well, maybe if I get a spray tan first.

Thank you to all the "lazy" girls out there for helping the rest of us survive the fashion industry. 

Our Love Story

It's a pretty typical love story: Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Girl puts boy in friend-zone for 5 years. Girl realizes her mistake. Boy & girl end up happily ever after. Isn't that how it usually goes? ;)

Jerromy & I met in 2010 during my senior year of high school. During the spring, we both happened to audition for the North Platte Community playhouse's musical production of "Gypsy". Although we were just friends in real life, our characters were in love -- and eloped. (So there is really no need for THIS wedding).

Jerromy and I have been friends since that play. Although we didn't live in the same town until 2014, we were able to stay connected. His deployment took us from friends to pen pals, as we wrote letters across seas. We supported each other through big life events, travel adventures, graduations, loss, and even other relationships. We have been, and always will be, friends. Jerromy, however always knew and hoped we would be more.

Upon his return from deployment, we began to spend more time together in person. Eventually, we even went on our first date to the pumpkin patch during the fall. However, I was still nervous that dating would mean losing a friend if it didn't work out. So I continued to make him wait -- not thinking about what could happen if it all went right.

In the spring of 2014, Jerromy enrolled at UNK -- so for my last semester we were able to spend time together on campus. We even had theater and ballroom dance class together (a little flashback to the very beginning). This is when I started to realize Jerromy was exactly the kind of guy I couldn't lose. He had been right there all along.

So this time, I asked him on another date. Our (second) first date over the summer of 2014. That night he held my hand, and I knew I would hold it forever.

Exactly 9 months later, he asked me to be his wife. And I said, "Yes!"

Unexpected Life Lessons

1. Lose & Find
Ironically, absence shows us what we really have, giving us the chance to find the value in our possessions. Often it is when we lose something that we take the time to re-evaluate and reminisce; to cherish. It's when things are missing that we really find everything -- perspective. 

2. Give lots of 'presence'.

As you grow older you find that time is the most precious of gifts & you must choose to spend and give it wisely. You will never regret making time for those you love, for your passion, worshiping God, or giving in service to others. It doesn't matter the possessions or money you can give to the world, choose to give lots of presence in those areas and receive joy in return. 

3. Be random. 

Spend a minute, hour, or day selflessly giving to others by performing random acts of kindness. Go out of your way to make someone else smile and I promise you'll find the happiness you're searching for, both for yourself & for others. 

*If you're up for the challenge, I recommend doing one act of kindness for each year of your life, on your next birthday. For those of you over 25, add the digits of your age instead!*

4. Choose inconvenience
Flying across the Atlantic isn't always easy, and driving to a lower income area of town by yourself late at night can be scary. Using your free time to go to a meeting isn't ideal, and walking 2 miles in the heat is not relaxing. But sometimes inconvenient things are the most rewarding. Like, realizing that flight is leading you to teach English to little children, and inside that home on the other side of the tracks is a little girl who wants nothing more than a friend, and not a bully. The meeting you sat through gets you certified to grant wishes to kids with life threatening diseases and you walked to raise money for research to end Alzheimer's. Investing in something bigger than yourself will actually make your heart just that, bigger.

5. Get lost. 

In a great book.  In the story of a stranger. In your imagination. In the eyes of someone you love. Let your sense of adventure wander and it will take you places you never expected. We love to have things planned out for us every step of the way, but it's okay to take the long route, make detours, step outside your comfort zone and explore your surroundings. The only map you need is beating in your chest. 

6. Don't ask. Just believe.
In a world where you can Google literally anything imaginable, it is easy to get caught up in having to know the answers for every little thing. While knowledge is power, there is definitely a higher power available. Trust in Him. Breathe. Take a step of faith. Be confident & you'll do things you never thought possible. 

Husband Material: 11 Ways You Know He's "The One"

I've always believed in fairy tales, but in real life it isn't always as easy to find your Prince Charming. You may have to go through a lot of bad guys & maybe even kiss a few toads. But then, you see him (probably minus the white stallion & puffy sleeves) & once you find him, it's easy to know what makes him so special... 

11. He's There to Pick You Up

Literally, he physically picks you up after you have fallen: down the stairs, over your heels, on ice. Wherever the "hypothetical" location, he's the one who rushes to your side to make sure you are okay. If you're sick, he goes to the store to spend his latest paycheck on ice cream, Gatorade, every cold/flu medicine possible, and chocolate. Anything to help you get back on your feet.


10. He Goes Above & Beyond
He will do anything for you. Whether that is reaching things on shelves you cannot reach, killing spiders for you, making you breakfast when he knows you are running late (again), or patiently teaching you how to lift weights, so you don't look quite as pathetic in the gym. He also goes above the ordinary to be a real life Prince Charming. When you can no longer attend the concert you bought tickets for a year in advance, due to torrential rain in the area -- he downloads every Fall Out Boy song ever made (even though he likes about 2 of the songs), drives an hour to your house, gets you to come outside in your pajamas, and blasts your own personal concert through his car speakers so you can dance. Or he writes one reason he loves you every day for two months, when the Army takes him away for training....above & beyond anything you can imagine. 

9. He Keeps You Humble

You are able to tease each other about your mistakes in life. Remember the time you had a meltdown in Walgreens because your lipstick broke open over your brand new coat? And THE WHOLE WORLD was out to get you because LIFE IS NOT FAIR... (again, "hypothetical"). While he was there to listen, he can also bring up the scenario later to help you laugh off tough situations. On a scale of 1-Walgreens meltdown, how upset are you? You can also do the same for him: Like giggling about the time he realized 'Netflix' is a combination of two words... 

8. He's The New Family Favorite

He not only realizes the importance of your family, but wants to make your parents his parents too. He will asks for their permission to marry you and asks your best friends too, because they are a subset of your family -- he knows how they all make you who you are. After that, he will become the new favorite. Signs include: Your mother making treats especially for him, dad approving of him taking care of his little girl, and your friends/ siblings actually wanting to hang out with him for fun. Once he's in the family group text, you know he's here to stay.

7. You Were/Are Friends First

Building your relationship on friendship is really important. Now, I'm not saying you should be like me and keep them in the friend-zone for too long, but friends get to know each other. They like spending time together. They laugh and cry. They are your support through life. We were friends for 5 years -- writing letters through a deployment and several international trips, participating in musicals together, going to classes & studying together, and making surprises for each birthday. He attended my college graduation, cheered me up when I lost loved ones, helped move my furniture, talked me through a stolen car (not hypothetical) and so many other things. Those are the guys who are always there & this one will be forever.

6. You Communicate Without Speaking

You can tell he loves you by the look in his eyes. They way he hugs you. The smile he makes when you do something silly. You could sit in a room and never say a word, because you don't need to. Not that conversation isn't important, it is imperative to a great relationship (Trust me: I'm a communication major). You are just able to read each other like a book -- and thankfully this one doesn't have an end. 

5. He Brags About You 
If I could count the number of times some of his friends/family/co-workers/random strangers said, "Oh, so she's the one you always talk about"I could retire comfortably.He thinks about you often, so in turn those around him hear about you just as much. For me, this sunk in when ALL of the people at a local business knew about me through his job-- when he stopped there he would gush about me to whoever would listen. The entire establishment sent us an engagement card. He tells you and the world how beautiful you are and isn't afraid to be a little vocal. 

4. He Inspires You to Be Your Best

You see the amazing characteristics and abilities he has to offer the world and you think to yourself, "How did I get to be so lucky?" You know that a guy like him deserves a girl at the same caliber, and you want to be better. Not that he thinks you need to be by any means. You just internally want to portray your best self -- because he inspires you to be just that. 

3. You Forget the Past

The moment he held my hand for the first time, I knew this was something completely different than I have ever felt before. The kind of butterflies you experience with him make you forget about any previous relationship -- there is just no comparison. You learn lessons from those relationships and carry them with you, but not once do you think about another guy. Your brain & heart are just too full thinking about your future husband. 

2. You Find Yourself
Some people think that relationships are a 50/50 compromise; each putting in half to make up a whole, but in reality it's a 100/100 arrangement. Neither of you are putting in more than the other, because you both are 100% in love, 100% invested in the relationship, and 100% yourself. A great example is in Runaway Bride, when Julia Roberts has no idea what kind of eggs she likes; she always likes whatever her significant other eats at the time. I did the same thing with the kind of music I listened to -- changing to what he liked best. You cannot be with another, before you can be alone by yourself & be okay with who you are. When he is the one, you don't feel the need to conform to what you think he would want you to like, you can just be yourself. And, he helps you discover who you are. 

1. He Makes You Feel Christ's Love
When you pray about the man you want to marry your whole life and then God places him in your life, your faith will definitely grow. If you are like me, you prayed for the "perfect" man -- wanting an abundance of amazing qualities (hard working, handsome, thoughtful, musical, humble, godly etc.). You don't want to settle for anything less, but deep down, after failed relationships & boys that let you down, you start to think you may never find "the one". But then, one day there he is, your dream boy & God has placed him in your life just for you. So your faith grows. How could the God of the universe take time to create and give me exactly what I have imagined? And you are humbled, every day. Then, knowing how much you love each other as a couple & how much this man loves you -- it is almost impossible to fathom how much Christ loves you infinitely more. I think that true love shows you just how wide, how long & how deep the love of God is for you -- which is exactly the way He designed it to be.

Written for my future husband, Jerromy.

Adulting: Do I Have to Grow Up?

Growing up. When you are a kid, all you can think about is being older. Having more responsibilities and being on your own has this heavenly appeal. With no one to tell you what to do & no curfews to keep you in at night -- what could be so terrible about this adult thing?

As children the number one question people ask you is, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" If you're me, that question was easy to answer: a princess, duh. And no one seemed to question it, so neither did I. So I happily went about life. High school graduation came and went. But, when one goes to register for college, one will find that "How to Be a Monarch 101" & A Bachelor of Princessdom is not available. No need to panic yet. Everyone says, 'it doesn't matter what your major is, just get a degree'. Okay, can do. Now to graduate and get a job. This life stuff is a piece of cake.

And you eat your cake naively until about senior year. At this point, you've had 3 years of taking classes, making friends, being involved in organizations on campus & now college seems like your home away from home. You've put in countless hours to get to the glorious idea of being done with finals and term papers. However, that means you have to have a job. And sadly, those don't just fall into your lap as a prize for graduating as one would expect. Thus, second semester of your last year of college is upon you and still, despite all the career fairs you've gone to, the applications you have put in, the interviews you felt confident about -- there are no job offers on the table. And if that is stressful enough, EVERYONE has to ask you what your life plan is for the future every time you leave your dorm room. So, naturally Netflix and your couch become your new best friend. They understand --and they don't ask questions. 

But, reality is always knocking at your door. So you are constantly torn between "If, it's meant to be, it will be" and "If you want something, go get it."  Everyday brings more uncertainty & you have googled "how to be a student forever". No answers. You've heard 'everything will work out' and 'there is a plan' and 'patience is a virtue' -- because those around you that seem to have everything together offer such cliche advice. And you can't really blame them, honestly all of those things are true & comforting. Alright, with these mantras in tow, 'I can do it!'  Until the next rejection... The worst part of the whole process is not knowing -- what to do, where to look, and how it will turn out. It's as our favorite character from Gilmore Girls so memorably said:

 "...It's just like I'm standing on this cliff looking out into this huge, foggy abyss... and, in my whole life, there's never been an abyss. It's been abyssless. I've always known exactly what is in front of me, and I've always know exactly where I'm going, and now--I don't know what's out there."  

Never has a statement been so true. You look out and there is an endless fog settled over your future. Depressing. Sometimes hard to breathe. Full of wonder & potential adventure. So, blindly we stumble forward hoping to wander into something, anything. You have a vague sense of where you want to go, but this path seems to have no foreseeable end. Graduation day looms in with the fog & is over in the blink of an eye. You take the diploma; your flimsy defense against the cloudiness. 

Unfortunately, I don't know how to win this battle. And in fact I think it's more of an on-going process than a one time storm. There will be times when the fog lightens to a mist, and other points it feels pitch black. 

You may not land your dream job right away or you may find that your dream job is more of a nightmare. There will be breakups & breakthroughs. It's scary to think life may not go as you plan. But maybe that is the whole point-- to learn along the way. When you can't see ahead and you don't want to look back; look up for guidance, and also look next to you. Because you're not alone. We all are trying to navigate this fog -- the messy transition into being who we were meant to be. 

And so the great paradox of life comes full circle. We are now adults who dream of staying a kid forever; when we were once children dreaming of being older -- blissfully unaware of the wrinkles, taxes, insurance claims, & 8 to 5 days that come with the title. 

Valentine's Day 101

Valentine's season is upon us. So how do you know what to get your significant other in the vast sea of pink & red heart shaped things, that are drizzled in chocolate and tied together with cutesy sayings? My suggestion is to actually avoid the rows that are exploding of above items and follow the advice below.

For the Men...

1. Put Down the Red Roses

Last year 257 million red roses were sold on Feb. 14th.  However, realistically, few women would list red roses as their favorite flower. Instead, take the time to figure out what flowers are her favorite. Buying red roses makes her a statistic in the millions, but giving something unique to her personality will make her feel like the only one in the world. 

2. Price Doesn't Matter

So what do you get her? Candy? Stuffed animals? Jewelry? Flowers? A card? The choices can be overwhelming & daunting. Many boys can be seen exiting the stores having purchased everything in the Valentine's row, just to make sure they covered all the bases. Guys, you don't have to purchase all the above. Sometimes small gestures that are personalized to your girl can mean the most. Make something homemade, plan the perfect date, cook or clean or craft... time is the biggest investment for this day.

3. Listen. 

Basically every piece of advice I can offer is to really think about her favorite things. The only way you will know what she really likes or wants is to LISTEN to her. If you listen and she really wants that 5ft tall stuffed teddy bear and a dozen red roses, then go ahead! I have nothing against those things -- if the girl truly enjoys them.
PS: This piece of advice can really solve a variety of relationship problems so keep this one on file. 

4. Ask for Help

I give you permission to talk to her best friends. If you need help, or want to surprise her, they are the ones you will want to seek. Let them consult her Pinterest boards so you don't have to. Don't stress; help is out there. AND when they tell your woman how you went to them to help with surprise, she will be gushing about how cute you are. Bonus for you. 

And for the girls...

5. It Isn't a Competition

Put down the camera. Step away from the Instagram & Facebook. Posting a picture of everything received that day with the creative caption of "He's the Best", does not make it any more special. Love is individual to every couple. It's not a day to show off gifts and try to outdo others in your life. How about avoid social media all together and spend time with that guy you think is so wonderful. 

For both...

6.Valentine's Day is about Love. 

Even though the holiday has been over-commercialized, the center of the holiday is to show love to the people in your life. So above all other advice do just that. Show love to "the one" and everyone. And let that continue the other 364 days of the year too. It doesn't take Cupid for people to love & be loved. ❤️

Re-evaulate the "friend-zone"

Let's face it girls, we all have one. Both a friend zone, and the friends we put into it who treat us better than all the guys we've dated or liked, combined. Yet, we go around complaining that fairy tales aren't real life & Prince Charming is MIA. But here's the thing, the sweet, caring, gentlemen are the ones in that zone. They open the doors for us & we shut it right in their face. 

Instead, we tend to fall for guys that play hard to get & wonder why they are hard to keep. Or the ones who say all the right things, but then can't walk the walk. The players we think will want to surrender the game when they meet us. Or the guys who are more into themselves than anyone else. 

But here's the kicker: Boys that think they have nothing to lose will confidently hit on you, and as girls, we think, oh my gosh he noticed me, this is THE one. But ladies, it shouldn't be they have "nothing to lose". You are everything. And they shouldn't want to lose you....

Which is exactly what the guys in your friend zone have realized, and they are willing to wait years just for that reason. They don't want to let you go in any capacity, so they settle with just being your friend in order to stay in your life. 

The crazy thing is, that most successful marriages stem from being friends first. And yet, we overlook our friends in hopes of some love-at-first-sight experience with a "perfect" stranger. But the guys that get to know you, spend quality time with you, and make you laugh are the ones you need. So look at your friend-zone. 

He's probably there waiting patiently for you to see what's right in front of you.

And to boys that are stuck in that zone: It is possible to move your way from friend to Mr. Right. Trust me, the one I fell for waited 5 years... Urban legends do come true. 

Head over Heels

Like the last leaf of autumn, 

Holding to its branch,

I cling ardently to you. 

As sure as the seasons change,

The breath of winter in the air,

It floats silently to the ground.

And I fall...

Looking into your eyes,

The pigments of gold flecks,

Wading in pools of jade,

I stand at the edge,

Wanting to swim in their depth,

To feel their waves crash around me,

And I fall...

Your outstretched arms always catch,

I'm forever caught up in you,

Head over heels,

More and more,

In love,

And I fall...

Something Old, Something New

The way the light catches your eyes. 

And a freckle I missed before.

Your hair waves more to the left today.

The sharpness of your jaw & cheeks.

A hard line blends into the curve of your smile. 

The way your muscles contract & bend. 

All the tones and variations of your laugh. 

A dimple and a wrinkle here. 

Noticing each expression on your face. 

And how your hand fits in mine. 

Ever say is new, but I've been here before. 

A déjà vu daydream with no end.

Waking up to the reality of you. 

Not forgetting, but remembering again. 

Rush Hour & Rest

Driving through town today on one of the main streets in Lincoln, I was struck by the great irony that the center of this city is constructed around a cemetery. 

And I was saddened by the fact that this peaceful place of respect and silence is now feet away from shopping malls and fast food establishments. Most of us drive through it every day, and I would bet that most days we don't give it a second thought-- if we even notice it at all in the midst of our schedules. 

Although it's a beautiful sanctuary intended to be a hallowed ground; now a constant rush of busyness runs directly through it, stopping only to let monotonous routine pass by. 

We as people do the same thing. Focused on our daily repetition we barely open our eyes to the world around us. Instead of centering our hearts around heavenly peace, we let our very core become a place to bury our emotions. 

 And just like that cemetery, many of us close off sections of our heart, seal it behind walls, and put on our blinders whenever fate brings us along its iron gates. We let the distractions fill up the remainder of the map & hope that the more we build, the less we will remember the place of pain and sorrow in the middle. 

Maybe it's time we take a look at what we've built our foundation upon. Instead of constructing roads to zig-zag around our void, we need to remember that the only freeway to live on is actually a one way path straight to heaven. 

So let Christ become the center of your soul. Scale back. Breathe in and let him into your guarded defenses. Slow down. Be vulnerable. 

Your heart should be a place of peace and rest... But not lifeless.