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He is wearing the same cologne he wore on our first date and I just really like him 😍 #marriedup #beating50percent #stayingido
“Listen, He is the prize. Not His direction, guidance, and clarity, not even His comfort, relief, and encouragement. Just Him. He is the One who encompasses all you are searching for.” -Priscilla Shirer
Oneness in the Spirit overpowers our fickle hearts to learn joy and peace and hope and contentment. The key is to remind our hearts of who we are in Christ, and all that we will be in Him. Because even the best things in this life are just dim hints of what’s to come.
PSA: it doesn’t matter where you live, how many mountains you hike, the number of Patagonia fleeces in your closet, or the size of your tribe - we’re all a little bit broken and a whole lot in need of a Savior.
The hardest pill for me to swallow in marriage has got to be the sacrificial complement of it. Joy and sorrow often intermingle, both showing up in clenched fists and surrendered plans. Undying sacrifice in relationship is the story of two people racing alongside one another, but my selfish impulses can often a different tale. -
It’s rarely our natural instinct to put others before ourselves, despite how deeply we love the other person. The tendency is to glaze sacrificial love over with talk of boundaries and self care but sometimes what we are really saying is: you are not enough. That that person, whoever they may be, is not worth sacrificing for. That they are not worth giving all for. That they are not worth loving deeply and without reserve. And we so often forget that this lens is not what Jesus saw when he looked at us. -
Broken, hurting, and in desperate need of a Savior, He saw US worth sacrificing for. Every want and every desire he had- he gave up for the sake of love. So the question should never be, ‘how much is enough?’, it should always be ‘what would Love do?’ Because love isn’t scraping by, wondering when we will get our turn. Love is learning to sacrifice, despite the cost; no matter the cost.
When the Sunday scaries hit full force and the Monday to-do list starts piling up, I’m reminded once again that there’s no way I can do this alone- and I’m not meant to. The more jam packed my schedule is, the more surrender is required. We were not made to squeeze God into our calendars, but when the life feels squeezed out of us, to pull back and purposefully remember our purpose. The busier we are, the more intentional we ought to be. Join me?
The difference between believing in God and believing God begs for a priority shift. Believing in God allows us to live our lives with a greater Being governing above. Believing God calls us to radically shift our own thoughts, ideas, and values. Believing in God focuses strictly and solely on the end reward. Believing God gives us the freedom to press unashamedly into His character- His kindness and goodness and gentleness. Knowing and understanding the fullness of who HE is then gives US permission to live loved more fully alive.
heshomeheshomeheshomeheshome 😍🙌🏼 after two months away, all is right in my world again. #pilotcal
Amidst the many transitions and the raging hormones that seem to be marked by the late twenties. The compulsive need to plan every last detail for the next twenty years. The illusion of busyness to pretend there is not accountability in saying no. Pressing hold on the things tugging at my heart simply because it is not the right time. The discernment that comes with no (especially when you really really want to say yes). I’m an addict to experiences and simplicity requires a deep contentment in what is already there. It’s a funny thing, to say no now for a better yes later. But we have a say. We can choose the illusion of control or the discomfort of rest. Stripping our idols of more and learning to breathe in less. It’s a heart thing. And we get to choose.
Reflecting this morning on how we got to where we are and the risk involved in getting here. We jumped through a lot of hoops and made a lot of tough decisions in the past year. -
But just because we risked, doesn’t mean we are owed anything. Cal isn’t guaranteed a pilot job, no matter how hard he works. We aren’t entitled to a house or family, despite how much we save or plan. Success isn’t owed to us just because we’ve sacrificed. -
Faith is trusting His good over ours, even if His good looks very different than ours. Faith isn’t risking for an earthly reward; it’s risking despite any earthly reward. Even if it doesn’t play out the way we imagined. Even if we risk everything and don’t see the fruit. After all, our hope isn’t in anything we obtain here in this earth. Heaven is, and always should be, what holds our hope. #wordsfromthewindowseat
Too often we treat rest as an excuse to overindulge or an “every once in awhile” splurge. True rest most often takes discipline by creating a space that we continuously set aside on a regular basis. The kind of rest that ignites our souls, resets our hearts, and presses us to become alive. To be fully who we were created to be, we must first take time to obey the practice of Sabbathing. It may mean saying no to the things we truly want to invest in, but a no now is a better yes later. Intentionally pouring in to intentionally pour out.
1. More often than not prayers aren’t answered when or how we want them to be. But sometimes they are answered swiftly and quickly and when that happens, it’s like heaven reaches down to embrace us and it feels absolutely holy.
2. We don’t know what others having surrounding them. When there’s a choice, always choose giving the benefit of the doubt.
3. Drinking beer out of a wine glass, although more classy, is infinitely inferior to actual wine.
4. There’s a hazy line between boundaries and emptying ourselves like Christ did. I’m learning the balance.
5. Asking questions is essential to understanding. #hashtagfivethings
Our natural self is always defying our righteous self. What I mean is this: when we are saved by Christ, the war within us turns up a notch. Satan does NOT concede easily, and His sole purpose is to drive you out of Jesus' arms, and into his own. It's a scary, slimy game he plays. One of his main tools is to show you how scary and slimy your own heart is. Our natural, sinful selves that make us want to hide under the covers and give up all hope. Confidence is not attainable when we forget who we are: saved, not slimy. Redeemed, not repulsive. Loved, not left behind. The key is to turn our eyes off ourselves and on to Him. We cannot be strong in who we are until we first know that we are the beloved.
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“Are you a hearer or a doer?” my pastor asked, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.
He had just read the passage in James. You know the one that talks about the man who hears the word but does not do is like a man who looks in the mirror, and immediately forgets as soon as he turns away? (James 1:23-24) Sort of like the man who hears a sermon and it convicts him on Sunday, but then is back to life as normal on Monday? Yeah, so which one am I?
Hearing is easy. Picking up the scripture or reading a commentary or listening to a sermon - we have access to that as soon as we switch on our laptops. It’s easy to make the mistake of filling our brains with the (good!) stuff, but then forgetting to walk out the (good!) stuff. -
Funny enough, I was sitting in my friend’s living room a few days after the question was posed, sipping on wine and asking for prayers of discernment. Feeling stuck, my friend prayed over me asking for direction. But if I’m a hearer and not a doer, how can i expect God to give me direction of my heart is not first fully surrendered? With everything? Surrendered to the chaotic adventure and the wildly mundane? To the sitting in silence and the speaking bold truth? How can I ask for discernment if I am just looking in the mirror and then forgetting what I see?
Discerning God’s voice first starts with obedience. It begins with saying yes to a little before we are trusted with a lot. Because when God speaks, he expects us to hear AND do. And the more we listen, the louder He speaks.
Quote pictured above from @priscillashirer’s Discerning the Word of God bible study ❤️
Missing this pilot husband of mine, but choosing to instead reminiscing about how far we’ve come, and the hope that is to come. Learning from the rear view mirror while focusing ahead can be a tricky balance, but gratitude grounds us. It helps us remember, and in the remembering, we release our own dreams and surrendered plans with palms wide up. It is in this sacred space that we interact with the divine, and our purpose starts to beat with the One we were created for. And it is this place that there is hope to be had.
PS: Pilot Cal is *hopefully* going to be home Saturday after three long weeks apart, and I’m basically FREAKING OUT. 🙌🏼😍👨🏼✈️
“Christ says: ‘Give me ALL. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want YOU. I have not come to torment your natural self, but to kill it. No half-measures are any good. I don’t want to cut off a branch here and a branch there. I want to have the whole tree down. Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked — the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.’”- C.S. Lewis
I took one of those silly little online tests that helps you determine your “word” for the year. Didn’t think much of it, but when the words “simplify” flashed across the screen, my heart skipped a beat. —
I’ve always considered myself to be fairly simple. Down to earth. Easy to please. Just give me an 8 count chick fil a nugget, my husband, and my cats and I’m a happy girl. But 2017 hit us like a tidal wave, and was anything but simple. Cal switched careers, I switched careers, we devoted the first half of our year to an intensive discipleship course through our church, and the last half of our year was spent moving 2,000 miles across the country from cornfields to mountains. The whirlwind and excitement and grace that the year held was breathtaking, but it was also - literally- breathtaking. We doggy paddled in the deep end of the pool for the entire year, and once the night ended on 2017, I was exhausted. Spiritually, mentally, emotionally, relationally, financially. I desperately needed a pause button. —
So, I’ve been trying to begin this year slowly. Simply. Getting back to square one. Learning to love deeply again instead of flailing in the shallow end. —
I guess my point is this: simplicity isn’t always (rarely) found in a spa day or a day of Netflix. To get to the core, we must to rewind. Bring ourselves to what makes us fully alive in the first place. The simply joys of snow capped trees or a steaming cup of tea before bed. Pausing to listen, and truly hear. Stopping to look, and truly see. Feeling right down to the depths of our soul requires taking away the noise. To fill, we must first be filled. To be filled, we must first de-clutter. And to de-clutter, we must first go back to the basics of what makes us come fully alive.
We can’t fix every broken, beating heart, but we can snake our arms through theirs and let the tears intermingle. May our eyes be opened and our hearts be gentle.
Things I learned in 2017:
1. Even best things are just dim hints of is what to come.
2. Home is a people rather than a place.
3. Gratitude is a (sometimes hard) choice.
4. Colorado is, like, really pretty.
The closest we will get to a Christmas card this year. 😂 Merry (almost) Christmas from the Meyers! 👨🏼✈️👩🏼🐱🐱