Final Answer… Finally!

Are you good at waiting?

I don’t mean waiting tables… I’m talking bout the waiting that requires patience. Perseverance. Persistence.

Honestly, it’s not my forte.

I remember the days of my youth that I would spend WAITING for an answer– perhaps from my parents about attending a sleepover… or an answer from a scholarship committee… or a grade to come back on a test.

Waiting was painful. I would say that it was the equivalent to watching paint dry or grass grow– but at least those activities I had a general idea of what the outcome would be.

I also remember the times of waiting for a final answer  when my patience ran out (what little there was to start with!) and I took things into my own hands.

Rarely (ok, almost never) did it turn out well. I usually ended up disappointed. Stressed. Embarrassed. Or in the case of waiting for answers from the parents– grounded.

Good times. Not.

In adulthood, we are often faced with the challenge of waiting for “big” answers… Waiting those two minutes for that test to turn pink/blue/two lines/happy face/etc to determine if parenthood is in your nearish future. Or waiting for that job callback. Or waiting for payday. Or waiting for a call from the doctor with some test results that you never thought you would have to face. Or waiting for… Well, you can fill in your own blank.

We wait for that final answer. And when it FINALLY arrives– Relief, glee or sadness fill our hearts, depending on what that answer is…

Yep, it's not this easy, folks. Nice try, though.

Yep, it’s not this easy, folks. Nice try, though.

One of my favorite quotes about this waiting game is by Henry Blackaby: “Waiting is one of the hardest yet most important things we will ever do as Christians.”

Ain’t that the truth!?!?!?

My hubby and I have been contestants in this challenging “Waiting Game” for many months now… Recently, we have received some EXTREMELY profound (AND EXCITING!) answers– Finally. But before we get to it, here are a few lessons we have learned in the process and would like to share with you…

Remember, when you are waiting for that “Final Answer” from God…

1. He is Sovereign over ALL. No circumstances, feelings, or worldly influence has the ultimate and final say in what happens… yes, our choices can sure influence the outcome, but ultimately, God has control over it all.

2. He will NOT forget about you. Yes, He has billions of children to watch over– but God is the ultimate multitasker. Just because an answer is taking longer than YOU think it should take, know that He hasn’t forgotten about you… You don’t fall through the cracks or get erased from His Heavenly planner or iCalendar. And on that note…

3. His timing is PERFECT. He sees the big picture. He knows in what ways/areas you need to grow. Hang in there and keep praying.

4. He ALWAYS answers. It might not be yes… it could be “No” or “Not Yet” or “I have something better in mind.” After all, we are only human and can only see/understand/control so much. When we are faced with an answer that we may or may not be thrilled about, we have three words for you: TRUST, TRUST, TRUST.

Over the last year or so, God has written these truths on our hearts. We have been hoping, praying, waiting for answers for months… We have fallen short several times– but God never gave up on us.

He gave us answers. We are overwhelmed with His peace.

Today, we invite you to celebrate with us as we receive those semi-final answers– FINALLY!

We have been waiting to become parents– and while we still have a few short weeks to go, it looks like this is really going to happen for us. Thank you, Jesus!

We have been waiting for my Beloved to get picked up for promotion… And as of  January 1st, 2013, I am now married to a Sergeant First Class with the United States Infantry. Congrats, darling– I am SO proud of you!!

We have been waiting for orders for our new duty station… This has been a faith-growing experience, since the Army rules kept changing over the last several months as to when we may or may not know where we are headed next. Plus, a majority of Brandon’s peers had orders before us and we have been fighting the voices of this world to “Take control” and “Make things happen.” God told us to wait. It was hard. But we did.

And now we have an answer. In mid-summer 2013, we shall be relocating to Fort Lewis, Washington. That’s right. Washington state. 2,800 miles from our current home. The land of mountains, rain and raspberries. (And coffee. And seafood. And lots of other cool stuff!)

We couldn’t be more thrilled! Thank you, Jesus for this answer!

What are you waiting for today? Do you struggle with waiting? How do you cope? We would love to hear from you– comment below.

So yes, my sweet readers– waiting is one of the hardest things we will ever do as followers of Jesus… But as we wait to finally receive that answer, remember– waiting is also one of the most important things we could ever do for Him. In Him. With Him.

Worth the Wait,

“Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” ~Psalm 27:14

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25 Reasons Why Moms Rock

“But Moooooooommmmmmmmmm…”

“Mom, you just don’t understand.” 

“Whatever, Mom.” 

Aaahhh, the sweet, sweet sounds of my childhood. (My teenage years were kind of brutal. Just ask my parents. Apparently, I had something called an “attitude.” Pshaw. Whatever 😉 )

Fortunately, I am well on the other side of my teen years and my beloved Mama and I no longer butt heads. (At least not like we used to.) In fact, she is my best friend. It’s amazing what a little personal maturity can do for a gal. (Talking about you, Mama. Just kidding…)

Love my Mamas. ❤

Just in case you didn’t get the memo, yesterday was Mother’s Day. (If you didn’t call, text, or acknowledge your Mom, I will allow a brief blog intermission for you to panic and subsequently rectify the situation.)

Are we good? Ok, great. So yeah, yesterday was Mother’s Day. And for the first time in my adult history (at least I think?), I actually had a chance to celebrate Mother’s Day WITH my Mama. Yes, folks, she is spending a few days in Georgia with me. This is a big deal… because I haven’t seen her since Christmas, and this is her first time in Georgia since we moved here over a year ago.

We’ve had a great time. Scratch that. It’s been incredible. I love that woman.  In the days I have spent with her (and the days leading up to her arrival) I couldn’t help but think about why my mom (and moms in general) simply rock. They are just so awesome.

Thus, in honor of Mother’s Day, I have compiled 25 Reasons Why Moms Rock. (Feel free to forward this to your Mom in case you forgot to acknowledge her awesomeness yesterday.) Let’s praise Jesus for the gift of our Mamas! Drumroll please…

25 Reasons Why Moms Rock

  1. They love you unconditionally.
  2. Moms always know what to say.
  3. They know what NOT to say.
  4. Their hugs are unbeatable.
  5. They ALWAYS have that one recipe that you need… memorized.
  6. Moms laugh at your jokes… whether you are funny or not.
  7. They give great advice.
  8. When angry, their voice can be projected and heard up to 3.64 miles away.
  9. They are great nurses when you are sick.
  10. They are so good at drying tears.
  11. Moms always have the cool band-aids on hand.
  12. There is always something good to eat in their fridge.
  13. You can sit together in silence with your Mom and it’s not awkward.
  14. Their eyes have the sweetest little laugh-induced wrinkles.
  15. Moms are the ultimate cheerleaders.
  16. They are supreme holiday tradition-setters.
  17. The things they taught you in your youth stick with you… forever.
  18. They don’t get stuck on “biological requirements” to be a Mom.
  19. They are Moms to every child under 17 in the neighborhood. (See #18.)
  20. They are resourceful.
  21. Their remedy of “eat some chocolate and get a hot bath” will fix almost anything.
  22. The Mother of the Bride/Grooms are ALWAYS the prettiest people at weddings. (Bride excluded)
  23. They pray for you. A LOT.
  24. You can always call them. Anytime.
  25. They were HAND HEART-PICKED by God.

Why does YOUR Mom rock? Please feel free to add to this list by leaving a comment HERE. 

To all the Mama’s out there (My Mama CJ and Mother-in-Love Lex specifically) THANK YOU for being such great role models and influences on our lives. You are truly a gift from God, and I pray that your legacy lives on for generations.

Thanking The Father for our Mamas,

“Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” –Proverbs 31:28-29 

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In Ready Position

I never really liked gym class. No offense to any gym teachers out there, but I rarely looked forward to gym, especially during that middle school phase…

Each day when I was down in the musty locker room changing my clothes, my heart would start to pound as I thought about what activity awaited me at the top of the stairs. One of the most dreaded gym sessions of the year? Basketball.

To this day, I still can’t do a lay-up with good form or dribble down the court without “traveling.” It’s not that I didn’t try– I just was never very good. I was THAT kid– you know the one– the kid that always got hit in the face with the ball. (Don’t believe me? I once got my lip split open by a ping pong ball. My face naturally attracted flying objects. It’s science.)

In all of my basketball gym class days, I will say I learned one thing that sticks with me to this day: How to be in “ready position.” Feet a little wider than shoulder distance apart, knees bent, hands up… As the girl who always got hit in the face, I was more than willing to perfect any technique that might help me 1) Move quickly out of the way of a flying object or 2) Deflect said flying object from my middle school mug.

This concept of being in “ready position” extends beyond the sports world. The military is a prime example. They are trained to move into action within a moment’s notice. My beloved husband has not taken this lightly and insist on carrying into all aspects of his life. He always tries to engage in combat parking (backing into a parking spot to be ready to move quickly) at all restaurants or shopping areas, even though I convince him the likelihood of needing to evacuate quickly is minimal. My beloved even takes this “ready position” so far to include his ice cream eating habits.

Ready for anything-- even for ice cream eating, spoon in the freezer and all.

Yep, that is an actual picture of his favorite ice cream in the freezer… In “ready position” waiting to be consumed… spoon poised and all.

I love the man. I really do.

While my husband’s “ready position” habits might seem a bit extreme, I can’t help but wonder if he doesn’t kind of have the right idea, especially when it comes to our walk with Christ.  Are we in ready position to give and receive Jesus?

Are we poised, eyes peeled, heart up, looking for  ways to share Jesus around every corner? Would we be ready if He showed up tomorrow or would He hit us in the face because we are unaware of His presence?

How do you stay in touch with Christ? What does your ready position look like? Feel free to leave a comment here.

I *try* to be constantly aware of Christ. Sure, I get distracted when I see something shiny, but I am always attempting to get better at sharing Jesus and receiving what He has to offer. From blogging daily to working on my 1000 gift list to praying for those around me, I feel more ready for Jesus than I ever did while playing midde school basketball. (Or ping pong.)

So today, I challenge you to be light on your feet, bend your knees, get your hands up, eyes open and heart prepared– let’s stay in ready position for Jesus.

Ready and waiting,

“You’re not in charge here. The Father who sent me is in charge. He draws people to me—that’s the only way you’ll ever come. Only then do I do my work, putting people together, setting them on their feet, ready for the End.” –John 6:44 (MSG)

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Questions are ok… Sorta.

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Are we there yet?

What’s gonna happen next?

What should I do?

Ahhh, yes…Everyday questions… Many of which lack solid answers. Kind of like a lot of the questions we have for God about our lives.

Question Marks


Somewhere in the journey to Jesus, we have created the idea that it is not OK to “question” God. I disagree with that statement. But before you think I’ve lost my mind and unsubscribe to my blog, hear me out.

I think it is ok to ASK God for stuff… and even ask ABOUT stuff, specifically for clarification on things. Asking “Why did this happen?” or “What do you want me to do?” isn’t wrong. We are supposed to talk and commune with the Lord. In fact, He loves when we talk (and listen) to Him.

We get in trouble when our questions turn from a guidance-seeking motive to essentially questioning God’s attributes. Our question of “Why did you do this?” can quickly turn into “Why did you do this, I thought you loved me?” which is questioning God’s power, plan, goodness or love.  That’s dangerous ground, my friend. Believe me. I know.

Crappy stuff happens in life. That’s why it’s called life, not heaven. (Is that too blunt?) And while I wish I had all of the answers, I have to remember: That’s not my job. I can ask God to share His plan with me. He might– and He might not. That’s where the TRUST factor comes in.

In our recent trials, (i.e. miscarriage, ranger school, drill sergeant stuff, ministry, etc) I have tried to frame my questions to the Lord like this: “Lord, I trust you and I love you. I know that you love us and won’t do anything to harm us. Why did you allow ______ to happen? What purpose does it hold in our life?” Sometimes He gives us an immediate answer. Other times, it’s been a hot minute. And yet on other occasions of questions to the Lord, we still have no answers… And might not til we see Him in Heaven.

And you can bet when I get there, I am going to have the heavenly equivalent of a Starbucks date with God to seek some clarification. 🙂

But in the meantime, I will continue to question God in a way that helps me to discover my purpose– specifically how I am to glorify Him through it all. If He gives me the answer, great. If not, that’s ok… because I trust Him. I KNOW He loves us. I KNOW His plan is perfect.

What questions have you asked God lately?  Are you waiting on answers? I would love to pray for you! Leave your comment here.

Shrugging my shoulders and looking towards heaven,

“I call on you, O God, for you will answer me; give ear to me and hear my prayer.” –Psalm 17:6

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Worth Waiting For





Waiting. UG. It ranks right up there with “Going to the Dentist” and “Cleaning the Bathroom” on my list of Fun Things to Do. But waiting is SUCH a big part of our world, whether you are waiting for them to call your number at the DMV or waiting for God to give you an answer on what you are supposed to do.

I’ve always heard that “A watched pot doesn’t boil.” I think a watched pot does boil (I mean, we can only change basic science for the sake of proverbial wisdom so much) but it does seem to take FOREVER when we are staring at it. UGGGG… HURRY… UP!

But here’s the thing with waiting… It is a good thing. It helps us to enjoy the time we are in, reveling in God’s goodness. In HIS timing. For a society that has been conditioned to receive things instantly, this can be a challenge. A serious, annoying, hurry-up-or-I’m-gonna-start-twitching kind of challenge.

God makes us wait for a reason. Yes, it makes us stronger. Yes, it helps us to enjoy that moment even more when it finally arrives. But even more so, it requires us to deeply depend on Him.

Some things get better with time… I personally believe homemade macaroni and cheese is better the next day. It is thicker, richer, and to my taste buds, much yummier. Wine gets sweeter with time. And don’t even get me started on how awesome chocolate avocado mousse is after a day or so in the fridge. (I’m making myself hungry. Dang.)

Waiting for an answer isn’t easy. But it is necessary. My husband  and I are currently in the midst of a shoulder-shrugging “What-do-we-do-what-choice-does-God-want-us-to-make” match. We’ve debated options about a variety of life topics, thinking that we could talk ourselves into a feasible answer.

Yesterday morning, my husband came home to grab his dress uniform while I was in the middle of my quiet time with Jesus. It was a good thing I was sitting down because God knocked my socks off. He had given me an answer to all of our questions we had lately.

I excitedly announced this information to my beloved upon his entrance into the house. “GOD TOLD ME THE ANSWER!! I KNOW WHAT WE ARE SUPPOSED TO DO!!”

He immediately poised himself for the profoundness that he expected to come out of my mouth. See, my husband is a very black and white kind of dude. (I guess probably because he IS a dude. Men are kind of  like that, I’ve noticed.) I took a deep breath and proceeded with the announcement that would change both of our lives…

“God said to wait on Him.”

My husbands shoulders fell a bit. So much for the black and white answer we were both hoping for, right? Surprisingly, I was relieved to know that it was OK for us to just chill out. We had been trying to find the “best” answer ourselves and it was wearing us down. After a few moments, Brandon perked up,  hugged me and replied, “Ok, then my lover… We wait on the Lord… Together”

Talk about a moment worth waiting for.

Waiting in His Presence,


“I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” –Lamentations 3:24

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No Bull Rule

Sometimes profound revelations come from the most unexpected places.

Like over a plate of lasagna, caprese and chocolate avocado mousse. (Not mixed together of course.)

Last week, I was having supper with my friend Kim. For those of you who have met Kim, you know she is 1) Hilarious 2) Nearly as loud and excitable as me <which is a feat in itself> and 3) Sings like Martina McBride. For those of you who don’t know her… now you do. Ish.

Anywho, we were having a deeply profound (ok, rather squirrelly and passionate) discussion over an amazing meal in my living room. We covered topics including Georgia culture, army logistics, and quantum physics. (Ok, maybe we only talked about a couple of those.)

Soon the conversation moved to life and Jesus. As aforementioned, we are both easily excited… and needless to say, these two topics fire us up. We began to rapidly talk about those “life moments” when you are kind of in a waiting or holding period. Just praying and twiddling your thumbs, asking God for answers on what decision to make or what to do next… But He seems to remain silent.

“People always tell me to just buck up and make a decision while I am waiting,” Kim said. “They say to just ‘take the bull by the horns, but it is really hard to take the bull by the horns…'”

“WHEN THERE IS NO BULL!!” (We said this last part in unison. It would have been awkward. Except we are cool. So we giggled and chalked it us up to being on the same squirrelly wavelength.)

So yeah… but how in the name of chocolate avocado mousse are we supposed to take the bull by the horns when there seems to be no bull to begin with? We have to live by the No Bull Rule.

The No Bull Rule is a weird and sometimes challenging combination of patience, listening, perseverance and faith. It’s that time in life when God isn’t telling us a clear answer for some reason… so we have to be patient and wait for Him to say GO before we act.

I don’t know about you, but in the past, I have been guilty of creating a “bull” when there is none. I talk myself into making a decision that is not ordained by God. I create this bull, take it by the horns… then soon find myself bucked off, trampled, smooshed into the ground,  and limping back to the gate to start my over.

Our God is a God we can trust– with EVERYTHING. From family decisions, to career choices, to church activities and even subjects to blog about. When we try to force a decision upon ourselves, we violate the “No Bull Rule” and usually things end up in a big ol’ pile of bull… manure.

So if you are in that awkward waiting period, live by the No Bull Rule. God hasn’t given you a bull to take by the horns yet, so just pull up a chair, sit, wait and listen. When it’s time to act, God will give you the signal to take the correct bull by the horns and make it happen for His glory.

And when He does give you the right steps to take, act knowing that the guidance He is giving you is true, trustworthy and genuine. Because when it comes to God’s faithfulness, THAT my friends, is No Bull.

That’s no bull-oney,


“Wait, Israel, for God. Wait with hope. Hope now; hope always!” –Psalm 131:3

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A January Thanksgiving

It came no surprise to me that I needed a drastic perspective shift yesterday. After all, I had written a ra-ra-shish-koom-ba post  and no doubt The Enemy saw it… and wanted to derail it.

But great news. He didn’t win.

Here’s the very general back story: I posted “Your Personal Cheerleader” talking about how awesome God was, how we all need a pick me up sometimes etc. Well, between army stuff, normal life stuff, army stuff (oh wait, did I already mention that?), hormones, and general marriage stuff, I myself needed a pick-me-up. Things were wearing on me. Oh, and it’s prayer week at Christ Community, which is great– except God is (fortunately) using some of that time to create revelations in my heart, which makes my emotions vulnerable. (He know’s what he is doing… but its never easy.)Needless to say: I was in a pretty rotten mood yesterday. SIGH. I despise being in a funk. It stinks.

The mopey-grumbly feeling didn’t show up til about noon yesterday. Due to some brief miscommunication with my beloved and/or the army, my optimistic cheerleader apparently decided to hibernate. Fantastic.

For the next couple of hours, I grumbled to myself around the house, slamming cabinet doors, stomp, stomp, stomping, ignoring the whispers from God about what He was trying to reinforce in me about patience, self-sacrifice, forgiveness, being slow to anger etc. Yeah, all those super-sweet subjects.

I made it to about 2:30pm. I had already done one workout at the gym totaling 10 miles (2 on the elliptical, 8 on the bike… it is my low impact day) I sat down to blog… and nada. Zippo. I couldn’t get inspired to write anything positive.

Suddenly, as I was staring at the computer screen, fighting back tears for the second (or was it third?) time that day, I had a revelation… A feeling of thanksgiving swelled over me. I was sick of moping, and I knew that if I sat here, letting things stew and boil before I could discuss them with my beloved when I see him next (which wasn’t going to be until the next evening) things would not go well. I would be a mess.

I slammed my computer shut and told (yelled towards?) Baby Dog Justus, “Screw this. We are going for a walk. And I WILL be thankful for today and smile if kills me!” (Can you say “Screw” on a Christian blog? Hope so. Cuz I just did.)

I slapped on my tennis shoes, grabbed my purse, keys, pen and pencil. Our normal walk around the neighborhood wouldn’t suffice. I needed some nature. With God. Where I could give thanks.

We stormed out of the house. (Sidenote: Is it really storming out of the house if no one is there to see it? Kind of like if a tree falls in the woods and no one is around does it still make a sound?) Justus and I hopped in the car, and off we went.

I drove for a few minutes across post to a little pond nature-y trail area. We took off.

We had thanksgiving in January. As I walked, I was intentional to breathe deeply and keep my eyes open to the gifts God had placed in my life. (That was what the pen and pencil was for.)

Three miles later, I had captured the following Thanksgiving gifts for my 1000 gifts list. (Based on the book by Ann Voskamp.)  Not all of these things actually happened, but I was reminded of them on our walk. My mind drifted to thoughts of God instead of thoughts of annoyance and this world.

347. Reading by the water
348. Warm wind blowing through my hair
349. Gazebos
350. January days that are warm enough to wear shorts
351. Puppy “smiles” that show white teeth and pink tongue
352. Seeing fish swim in a pond
353. The distant sound of rifle/gunshots at a range on post (I’m an army spouse. Don’t judge me for this one. I think it is really sexy cool.)
354. Wet musty cool dirt smell
355. Ivy winding up a tree
356. The sound of a tractor
357. Eating fresh honeycomb
358. Hollow trees
359. Magnolia blossoms as big as your face
360. Leaves covering a path
361. My bucket list
362. Butterflies
363. Big backyards
364. Patio furniture
365. War memorials
366. Soldiers working crossing guard duty
367. The Infantryman’s Creed
368. Being up high looking down
369. Laying on your back outside looking up
370. Random conversations with an awkward middle school boy on a bike about your “weird dog”

By the time Ladybug (our red Pontiac Vibe) was back in view, I felt great. Honestly, I felt like a new woman. My perspective shifted from incredibly ticked to incredibly thankful. I went from “poor, poor, pitiful me” to “blessed, thankful, God loves me.” We don’t have to wait til next November to be thankful. Start today. Right where you are. Even in the midst of a pending storm.

I didn’t have to have turkey, gravy and pumpkin pie to have my Thanksgiving in January. I just needed Jesus. And I don’t know about you… but I am STUFFED.

Enjoying His Gifts,

“Do you see what we’ve got? An unshakable kingdom! And do you see how thankful we must be? Not only thankful, but brimming with worship, deeply reverent before God. For God is not an indifferent bystander. He’s actively cleaning house, torching all that needs to burn, and he won’t quit until it’s all cleansed. God himself is Fire!” –Hebrews 12:28-29 (MSG)

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Survival of the Faithful

My heart was gripped with fear. My body turned cold from the inside out. I had made a potentially fatal mistake.

I didn’t realize what I had done until I pulled into the commissary parking lot and wondered WHY on what I thought was a random Saturday the place was SO packed.

It was not just any Saturday. But it was the Saturday after army families everywhere got paid. What had started as a quick errand to get eggs, milk, crackers and dog food was now a battle for my life.

Safety side note: There are just some places some people should never, ever, EVER attempt to go on or directly after the general population’s payday. Examples: Wal-Mart, anywhere Black Friday (exception to the payday rule– but it’s still dangerous) and any military post commissary around the 1st or 15th.

Survival will be sketchy at best.

Unfortunately for me (but fortunately for this blog post topic) I found myself in this battle of life and death. I had a choice. Lock my car door, throw Ladybug into reverse and peel it home… Or boldly risk my life for my small dinner party that was scheduled for that evening. (Another side note: I had all of the ingredients to make the food… but realized after the chili was already in the Crockpot that we were out of crackers. See grocery list above.)

It chose the latter option. Oh, and I literally prayed before I got out of the car.

I (obviously) survived. But it was touch and go there for awhile.

In the midst of dozens of people, endless lists and screaming toddlers, I mentally created some survival techniques for making it out of your determined location post-pay day… with your goods.

And maybe even your sanity.

So next time you are forced to brave the crowds, follow my fool-proof survival techniques.

1. Don’t do it. 

There. That was easy.

Ok, but seriously.

1. Force yourself not to be in a hurry.

2. Remember to breathe.

3. Be prepared to dodge, duck and dive.

4. Apologize profusely to those of you who you are trying to maneuver around.

5. A smile won’t hurt.

6. Have a plan. Have your list in hand and if possible, know where to look for your items.

7. Try not to laugh (ok, guffaw) out loud at the random husband that is clearly on the phone with his wife, walking at a brisk pace yelling “I CAN’T FIND THE STUPID TORTILLAS!” You will just make it awkward.

8. Have less than 20 items in your basket… You can use a quicker line. Everything else can wait til a random Wednesday.

9. Pray. Endlessly. Then check out.

10. Do a victory dance when you arrive back at your vehicle.

I learned A LOT about myself (and others) during this quest for survival. But believe it or not, I was able to look at the whole experience in a Godly way. Somehow, the two apples I put in my cart weren’t the only fruit I had that day. “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.” (Galatians 5:22-23) It was totally a God thing because He helped me get in and get out non-stressed with a smile still on my face.

Let God be your survival tool… He is the giver of
the “Fruit” of our Spirit!

My actions to be patient, controlled, love others and be kind were very intentional and I couldn’t have done it without inviting Him to help me “survive” this experience. God cares about our everyday obstacles and life experiences. So won’t you invite Him to walk with you everywhere you go? He will accompany you to the commissary, Wal-Mart and even the bank at 5:00pm on a Friday afternoon if you ask Him to come along.

God doesn’t embrace the survival of the fittest… but He will ensure the survival of the faithful!

With Him always by my side,


“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” –Joshua 1:9

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Drive On

I am writing this blog from Interstate 185 in Columbus, GA.

And yes. I am driving. But before you start sending me videos of distracted drivers, let me rephrase that.

Our ever-faithful Ladybug.

I do not text and drive, let along blog and drive. (Insert safety PSA here) However, I AM sitting in the drivers seat on Interstate 185.  Why, you ask? Well,  it rained today. And side effects of a rainy day in Georgia not only include watered grass, wet pavement, and some rather grumpy attitudes of some, but rain apparently also erases safe driving skills in a majority of people.


But as I drive, er, I mean sit, I have started to think. (Uh-oh.)

Isn’t there something in the bible about giving thanks in all circumstances? Yeah. Pretty sure I’ve read that before. (Perhaps 1 Thessalonians 5:18?)

So, in order to shift my perspective from what could be stressed, annoyed and remarkably impatient, this “live” blog post will now feature my “right now thankful” list.

  • I’m thankful I’m not the one in 10 car pile up wreck.
  • I’m thankful for the ability to sit here and pray for those in the wreck.
  • I’m thankful I have a car to drive.
  • I’m thankful I WILL get home… eventually.
  • I’m thankful I have a home to go home TO.
  • I’m thankful for the rain… in general.
  • I’m thankful for quiet time with God in the car.
  • I’m thankful for a few moments to breathe.
  • I’m thankful God equipped me with patience so I don’t have to be like some of the other reckless drivers who are currently doing illegal to “avoid” waiting.
  • I’m thankful for law enforcement personnel to take care of the situation.
  • I’m thankful for technology that allows me to write this blog in the car while I’m sitting in traffic.
Whew. I feel better. Don’t you?
Next time a wrench (or wreck) gets thrown in your trip (or day) take some time to give thanks. Yes, I said it. Give thanks in ALL circumstances. God has a plan for you. It won’t be backed up. It might take awhile. But you will eventually get “home.” Drive on.

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On the Road Again,


“…give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” –1 Thessalonians 5:18

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