I met a Polished attendee for coffee a few days ago and shared that I am trying to re-order my whole life around the concept of grace (getting something we don't deserve). I told her all my chips are in. It doesn't matter what I'm doing for a living, what role or title I hold, where I spend my hours. Whatever I am doing will be a total pouring out of the love I am absorbing from the one true God.
God is with us like he was with Joseph. God is with us when we face sibling hate, human trafficking, wrongful accusations, wrongful imprisonment, unsolicited sexual advances, temptations, dream interpreting, famine, and even when we have to forgive our enemies. God is with us.
I wonder what you're facing now. Because I've got loved ones fighting incurable pain, debilitating debt, infertility, hatred, betrayal, loneliness, and divorce. The kinds of texts I get send me to my physical knees because the challenges are too great, too many. And then I remember God is with my friends. He is with me now. Right now...
My little pumpkin is only three years old and yet has a really developed sense of justice. Aaron and I are hopeful that his sense of justice may mean a future job with the International Justice Mission helping to rescue, restore, redeem. In the meantime, Caleb's 3-year-old-sense-of-justice means he is a tattle tale. Reminds me of Father Joseph who was a tattle tale as a teenager.
I still have doubts. Even the day after Easter. But that’s natural. We wouldn't need faith anymore if all our doubts were gone. And the author of Hebrews makes it clear that without faith one cannot please God. Faith and doubt work together. Anne Lamott says that the opposite of faith is not doubt; it’s certainty...
Emily and I shared depression. My previous church gave me the privilege to teach God’s Word on several occasions, and that’s how Emily and I became friends. She heard one of my sermons about my struggle with depression and wanted to meet up for lunch. We didn’t talk or meet often, but our few interactions were always about our shared struggle. Our last conversation was many months ago. I knew this call was different. She was rattled. She wanted to know if I thought being on antidepressants was a sign that she lacked faith in God. Honestly, I was almost disgusted by the question. OF COURSE NOT!!! She expressed that her new church frowned upon medication and counseling...
I’m passionate about empowering women. One might say zealous. And for good reason. The daughters of the church have changed the course of history with the great approval and empowerment from God himself. Today we're focused on the incredible women present at the cross and the day before Jesus is resurrected from the dead with special attention to the Apostle to the Apostle, Mary Magdalene. Mary’s my girl. She had a reputation. She was plagued with demon possession. And then God healed her. Judas betrayed Jesus. Peter denied him. But Mary, and many other women, cared for Jesus’ needs while He was alive and sought to heap honor on Him after His death.
To some degree, the Cafe Momentum tagline could be adopted by the Church. Eat. Drink. Change Lives. Woven through the ancient story of our God is a theme around religious feasts involving eating, drinking, and changing lives. As we prepare our hearts for Easter to celebrate the redeeming work of Christ on the cross, it only makes sense to take a look at what the bible has to say about Passover meal because Jesus is our Passover.
My Dallas bestie, who also happens to be my-sister-law, had her gender reveal party a few months ago for her first baby. Before the big reveal I was daily obsessing over the fact that somewhere in her house was a sheet of paper that indicated the gender, and I couldn't handle it. The agony!!! I NEEDED to know the gender because I was planning an epic make-Martha-Stewart-emote, make-Camille-Styles-comment, make-Glitter-Guide-jealous, kind of party. What’s that you say? Real Simple wants rights to the food photos? Eat your heart out DIYers. Here's how it all turned out.
My life is complicated, my relationships are messy, and my work is multifaceted. I dream of simplicity. And I read about it, too. O, The Oprah Magazine and Real Simple are my two favorite magazines—besides InStyle and Vogue. Those are in a different category entirely. Category: MUST READ.
Every month, I peruse the pages to better my life, and then I set the self-help magazines down and return to reality. Implementation of all the self help in my life is more like a #pinterestfail than anything. For instance, I fisted cheerios from the box tonight for dinner while I took a picture of these Martha Stewart recipes. I'll never make them. But I photographed them for you.
My kid loves to clean. I’m not sure if Caleb’s obsession with the vacuum, mop, broom, and Lysol wipes is a reflection of my mom’s spotless home, or if his need to clean is a mutiny of my mess (physical and emotional).
Jesus, like my Caleb, is serious about cleaning house. I’m hesitant to review history knowing that my own house (literal and spiritual) needs a good spring cleaning. Thankfully, He is a good, good father.