You are 19 weeks old today! I cannot believe it…we are almost halfway through this cohabitation thing we have going on here. And in just a few days, we find out whether you’re a boy or a girl! But before we find out, I wanted to write down a few thoughts I’ve had about you during the past few days. As much as mommy and daddy are SUPER eager to find out, there’s something quietly sacred about you remaining something of a mystery to us…a little being that only God knows fully about. Read more…
A bunch of matching, hand-knit beanies…naturally…
…because our little famiLee is growing to three! Read more…
Well, it looks like I took an unintentional hiatus from the blog this summer. The last two months were spent both on the road (doing ministry and visiting family and friends) and passing the time like a rightful summer should be spent – grilling up some steaks on the back patio, sipping on delicious watermelon slush, hosting friends and playing games, lazy afternoons spent watching movies on the couch, etc. Oh the joys of longer days full of fun and play.
But I have this strange personality where if I stop doing something and lose momentum, it’s really hard to get back in the groove (this goes for almost anything – working out, sticking to a diet, filing my paperwork, cleaning my window sills, etc.). I’m weird, I know.
And that’s how I felt about blogging the last few weeks. I just couldn’t get myself to write. Yes, we have been busy. And there is actually something I’m DYING to write about, but I just can’t quite write about it yet. You’ll just have to wait a bit longer for that.
However, I finally figured on this quiet Friday afternoon that I needed to get my butt back into the blogging world. And then I remembered that I totally forgot to blog about our second wedding ceremony in Korea. Last summer. Over a year ago.
We had our first wedding in the States the winter of 2014. And when we got engaged, we originally just wanted to do a reception in Korea after the American wedding. But with SO much family still in Korea (my father-in-law is the youngest of 7 and my mother-in-law the oldest of 6…plus all of my mom’s side of the family), we decided it would be worth it to have two weddings.
And alas, this wedding would become the one and only time that I legitimately felt like a K-Pop princess star. Seriously. Cue photos. Read more…
There is something very powerful about the concept of being born-again. Regenerated. A new creation. The old has gone, the new has come.
For a sinner like you and me, this is glorious news. It’s hope at it’s finest. It’s an invitation for redemption and relationship.
James 1:21 tells us that we must “receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls.”
The implanted word?
Just a few verses earlier, in verse 18, James reveals how God, “of His own will…brought us forth by the word of truth, that we might be a kind of first-fruits of His creatures.”
The implanted word is the word of truth…Scripture…the Living Word…Jesus Christ (John 1:1-3). By Him and through the Word, God makes us new…brings us into the newness of life as one of His own children.
That very word is implanted within us, a seed of the spirit of God sown deep within us, growing and bursting forth into a new life. Read more…
It’s been a while.
It sounds like an excuse that we’ve all heard too many times, but yes, here I am saying it on behalf of our famiLee…it has been a really busy few months.
It was all to be expected. We knew that when my husband moved into pursuing his M.Div. full-time and serving as a young adult pastor at a local church, things would change. Routines would change, workloads would change, time spent together would change…
But sometimes you know something with your head, and you think you’re prepared for it with your heart…but you’re not.
Some time in March one of my dear college friends visited us here in Kansas City and gifted me this sweet devotional by Shauna Niequist. A few days later, I opened up to March 29th, read the title at the top of the page – Love Story – and felt like Shauna was talking about me and my current state of heart…
Confession: when I’m stressed, the to-do list becomes king…but marriage isn’t about a well-executed to-do list…along the way, I’m learning that being connected in a deep way is so much more valuable than being well-organized, efficient, buttoned-up, and tidy. I default to tidy when what my husband wants and needs more than anything is laughing, listening, and playing, being with instead of being efficient.
Marriage isn’t a business, co-owned and managed. It’s a love story. The most important things we can give our marriage are time and romance, kissing and laughing. Laundry can wait, but a love story needs to be written a little bit every day.
A love story needs to be written a little bit every day. Read more…
Who else feels like it was just the end of March a moment ago, and now we are already heading into the end of April?
It’s been busy, but I’m not sure why. The last few weeks have been filled with lots of little, normal, everyday events mixed in with some bigger, life-changing, happy and some not-so-happy news from family and friends.
In the midst of it all, this blog quietly turned one…on April 16th, to be exact.
I had no idea when I published my first post, that a year (plus a few days) later, this is what the blog would look like.
Well…to be frank, I’m not quite sure yet what “this” means. But I do know that when I started Life as a FamiLee, I thought it would just be a little way to stay connected with the many friends and family we have all over the world. I would post about our new life in Kansas City, show some pictures from our wedding, maybe talk a little bit about the adventure that is the first year of marriage, etc. etc. Read more…
So, I’m going to be honest.
I really didn’t want to write this post.
You know when you read something in the Bible and it’s just too much to handle? It’s just too much to face the reality that you don’t want to live by the truth of these words…that the Word of God really is a double-edge sword piercing through the joints and marrow and soul and heart of a person. It’s irritating to know the truth and not live by it.
So you kind of just skim over those parts. Push the dust-bunnies into the corners of the room (oh, you don’t do stuff like that??). It’s like how I’ve always covered my eyes on any of the Jesus-being-crucified movie scenes from when I was a child (and yes, I still do it to this day). I know it’s the truth, but it’s just too painful sometimes to come face to face with the gory, offensiveness of it all. Read more…