Dec 30 2010

resuscitate me.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7 *crack* 8,9,10,11 *crack* … 18,19 *crunch* 20,21… *snap* 30 breathe… breathe… CPR is brutal, violent, it pounds, it cracks, it breaks bones, and it gives life.

In our sin we were dead, lifeless, + abandoned. Alone. God found us, lying there pulseless, breathless. Flatline. Instead of declaring us dead on the spot he got down on his knees and made us breathe. He put his hands on our chest, and began compressions. He did the work. He paid the price. It was nothing short of a miracle. It wasn’t easy, it surely wasn’t painless, and many of us ended up on life support for along time. Hey, I’m sure not complaining. A few broken ribs in exchange for a new life?

We all need a reality orientation.

On January 1st + as people sit down + scribble resolutions that they will forget about in 2.5weeks – let’s forget it. Let’s make a new plan. Step back. Take a minute. Examine. What needs to get tossed out in our lives? What’s causing us to consistently need to be revived? Create a new plan, the old one sucked anyways. You know it, God know’s it, your friends know it. They all know. So, why do we keep hiding behind it?

I’ve been reading the book “When The Game Is Over, It All Goes Back In The Box” by John Ortberg. He expels the “it’s all about me” with just a sentence: “I was one roll of the dice away from the biggest lesson life has to teach: the absolute necessity of arranging life around what matters in light of our morality + eternity”. Bam. Floored. Guilty verdict. Declared dead. Game over. Nothing more needed to be said. If that doesn’t sting, I don’t know what will.

When you are laying there, breathless, pulseless, what will you have to show for your time here? That house with the white picket fence ain’t coming after you…


Dec 25 2010

one last christmas.

There are so many lasts in life. But to every last, a first will soon follow. This Christmas marks the end of a decade, the end of an era + the end of one tradition, and the beginning of a new family. This Christmas will be our last as an unmarried couple. Next Christmas will be our first as newly weds. (only 123 more days to go! but who is counting?) Next Christmas will be our first giant smorgasbord of conglomerating/collaborating/conflicting  traditions.

This will be one last Christmas of staying up half the night snuggled with my sister.  Of course it will never ever be the last of shaking gifts to see if they sound like there is popcorn inside. My dear, that one will live on forever. One last Christmas before we begin creating our own Holiday traditions. For which I am extremely excited for. Our halls our decked. And we are eager to celebrate not only the birth of Christ, but our one year engagement “anniversary” (how many people could say/do that?)

Merry Christmas!
Blessings!


Dec 22 2010

love.

photo by joemiller1 on flickr.com

I came across this photo today while exploring flickr. It really hit me when I saw it, it reminded me of how, even in the depths of our sin, Christ came to us and loved on us. He never threw us out onto the the streets, mocked or harassed us, nor took away our rights. Yet, here in the 21st century, we claim to be Christians, to be Christ-like. But we throw out, we judge, we assault, we rebuke, we take away their rights. All of this in the name of the Lord. What does he think off all of this? He distinctly tells us to love one another, and to come to them in love. He says to correct + rebuke with love, not hate. Their is a vast difference between rebuking a sinner, exposing corruption, correcting someone in love or disciplining ones children; and judging wrongfully. Over the centuries, our world has been distorted, and our view of it more-so.

1 Corinthians 6: 1 Dare any of you, having a matter against another, go to law before the unjust, and not before the saints? 2 Do ye not know that the saints shall judge the world? and if the world shall be judged by you, are ye unworthy to judge the smallest matters? 3 Know ye not that we shall judge angels? how much more things that pertain to this life? 4 If then ye have judgments of things pertaining to this life, set them to judge who are least esteemed in the church. 5 I speak to your shame. Is it so, that there is not a wise man among you? no, not one that shall be able to judge between his brethren?”

I am sorry. I am  sorry that we as a people who claim to love Christ, and claim to love others, cast such judgement upon you. I am sorry that I have done the same. It is my prayer and petition that this year, and the years that follow, we learn to love,  like Christ loved. Like Christ Loves.

Thats my two cents.


Dec 10 2010

espresso yourself.

Any of you that have know me for a mere ten minutes, followed my blog, or passed me in the hall + could smell the espresso wafting from my pores.

Ever since our first date, coffee has been a central aspect in our lives. Mine as a barista + connoisseur and Sawyer’s as a caffeine addict. Late night study sessions over a latte. Sunday morning brunch with a cappuccino. Coffee has been a frothing point in our relationship + some of the most deep amazing, incredible conversations have brewed over these steaming cups.

So, naturally, in our wedding planning, we spent many dates brain storming with a cup by our sides. Who ever would have thought that we would incorporate it into our reception? Yeah, yeah, you saw it from a mile away.

I saw this today while browsing the knot.com – my favorite website I saw this… Yup, most definitely need to incorporate this into our centerpieces!!!

Oh, and one of my super sweet bridesmaids – Amy – totally made me cackle with her pitch on favors!

Thoughts?!


Dec 8 2010

baby, tell me, whats your flavor…

Well, its that time folks! The time every engaged couple waits eagerly for – cake tasting! We have gone through hundreds of hundreds of cake photos, and searching vendors, we have been overwhelmed. After much deliberation we have decided that we will be serving cupcakes! Everyone loves a cupcake!

With infinite choices + not wanting to spend the next decade tasting every flavor on the planet – I am turning to you, my friends. Please lend me a hand + slam us with a few cake flavors that you have enjoyed (: