Count It All Joy // The Book of James {Part Two}

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…

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Living in a Place With Four Seasons // The Joys of Early Spring

I am thoroughly convinced that living through four seasons a year is good for the soul. If you’ve never witnessed the subtle shifting of seasons, where the whole earth seems to be stretching out of its long hibernation in the spring, or where the horizon lights up in brilliant fiery hues as it lets go of all its trappings in the fall, well…you just haven’t lived yet my friend.

Yes, I may have spent all of my childhood in the desert of the Southwest and the majority of my early twenties on the beaches of the West Coast, but there is something so sweet and peaceful about the Midwest that it truly is the best place to live.

Today was one of those days where I realized I had taken for granted all the sunshine I’ve experienced on an almost daily basis all my life.  Although I think fall is still my favorite, spring with all it’s sunshiny freshness is a close second.

So, without further ado, here are a few of my favorite things about spring! Read more…

Coming Home for Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving took on a whole new meaning for me my freshman year of college.  I loved my new found independence and friends, but by mid-October, I was really starting to miss my family back at home.

I still remember the feeling of that one hour flight from the LA area to Phoenix that November.  The desert landscape filled with wispy clouds seemed to extend for eternity, as I counted the slow minutes until landing in the place I had called home for 18 years.  It wasn’t just the beautiful spread and yummy food that warmed my heart that Thanksgiving; it was the realization of how precious my family was to me (and how much I actually liked my little brother 😉 ). Read more…

Thankful For the Gift of Family

I have decided that fall is pretty much the most perfect season of all.  The scenery is beautiful, the weather is happy, the air is crisp and clean, and the thought of all the joy of the holidays coming around the corner (without the actual stress of being in the middle of it) is just like a perfect dollop of whipped cream on a slice of pumpkin pie.

But nothing could have made the joy of experiencing fall for the first time more perfect than my parents and grandma visiting us from Arizona.  They flew in and spent the last few days with my uncle’s family and my husband and I, and it was the perfect breath of fresh air.  Although they didn’t have a lot of time with us, we did get to all of the important things… Read more…