She Reads Truth | Colossians

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“Wives, submit to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord. Husbands, love your wives, and do not be harsh with them. Children, obey your parents in everything, for this pleases the Lord. Fathers, do not provoke your children, lest they become discouraged. Bondservants, obey in everything those who are your earthly masters, not by way of eye-service, as people-pleasers, but with sincerity of heart, fearing the Lord. Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ. For the wrongdoer will be paid back for the wrong he has done, and there is no partiality.

Masters, treat your bondservants justly and fairly, knowing that you also have a Master in heaven.” -Colossians 3:18-4:1

Honest moment: to me, this section of Colossians is so difficult.

It’s difficult because these verses have been, and continue to be, twisted so much in society. It mentions women being ‘submissive,’ slavery, ect. Ugh. Haters gonna hate, hate, hate.

BUT WE KNOW THE LORD, and He is good.

Submitting to your husband does not mean being a doormat; or being ok with being abused, not listened to, or controlled. NOT OK.

Obeying your parents does not mean being ok with being molested, neglected, or physically harmed. NOT OK.

Slavery is NOT OK. I hate the argument that it’s in the Bible, so Christians must be ok with it. N.O. It is in the Bible. Slavery is all over history. If you “conquered” an area, those who lived there became slaves. If you owed a debt to someone, you could work it off as a bondservant. Do I agree, no, but did it happen, yes. Since it did/ was happening, obviously the writer of Colossians needed to address it. He addressed it by saying LOVE your ‘bondservant,’ just as God loves you. Treat them fairly, and just. No abuse. No torture. Loving them as our Lord loves us.

I, through travels, have met people who were ‘slaves.’ They had no freedom. They lived in a country that was not their own. They didn’t speak the language. They worked for nothing. They couldn’t even talk to anyone. I pray for the two I met, I pray for the ones I haven’t met. I pray that someday they are free (spiritually & physically). I pray the person who has enslaved them changes their views on controlling people. I pray that they know they are loved.

So the above is all hard stuff to explain to the world, yeah?

Personally, the MOST difficult part is: “Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ.”

Whatever I do? WHATEVER I DO? Driving? I do for the Lord. Washing dishes? I do for the Lord. Planning events? I do for the Lord. Making meal train meals? I do for the Lord.

Sometimes I’m lazy. Sometimes my work ethic sucks. During these times I NEED, NEED, NEED to remind myself that EVERYTHING I do is for God. Is my procrastination glorifying Him? Yes I need rest, and that is good, but is 12 hours of sleep the best way to show others His light?

Sometimes I get bummed when I’m not ‘noticed’ for doing things. Currently, at work, a coworker likes to get all the attention, and take a lot of the credit for my work. While I was venting about this, a friend reminding me that I don’t work for the glory of man. I do my job well for the glory of our King.

This is not easy. I want to be recognized for the work I do. I think hard work should be rewarded. I also think I need to continually repeat that my inheritance is not of this world. My rewards are following God. My reward is obeying God. YOU ARE SERVING THE LORD, DO IT WELL. (I’m going to repeat this like 100x times today. At least.)

Also check out Matthew 6:33Ephesians 5:22-6:9

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IVF (I’m Very Fortunate)

I’m writing this blog because one of my closest’s friends is pregnant through IVF. I can’t even imagine the intense emotions this brings to a person/ family, but I DO KNOW THERE ARE NOT A LOT OF POSTS FOR PEOPLE SUPPORTING FRIENDS GOING THROUGH IVF! Why? I Google everything (except how to clean a fish tank…), and when I looked for some friendship stuff for IVF… NOTHING. Thanks internet.

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Anyway, there’s not the perfect way to be a friend through IVF, but here are a few things I’ve learned/ done/ decided on…

  1. BE FLEXIBLE (and forgiving). Oh my gosh, they’re shooting themselves with hormone shots EVERYDAY. Who knows what kind of emotions they’re going through. Maybe you’ve made plans to meet up and last minute they cancel. GET OVER IT. THEY ARE LITERALLY TAKING SHOTS TO THE BUM. Enjoy the night off with no plans.
  2. THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO INTERJECT WITH YOUR BELIEFS ON IVF. Agree or disagree, your friend is doing it. They’ve thought about it. They don’t need you to tell them about the science/ religious beliefs behind your ideology. (For the record, I love Jesus, and I think whatever way you decide to start a family is the way YOU decide to start a family.) This is also not the time to talk about IVF behind their back with other friends. Ugh, stop it already.
  3. Don’t share their news, and don’t assume all their friends know (whoops). Don’t share they’ve decided to undergo IVF, that’s their news/ decision. Don’t share they’re pregnant. Let them have that. If people complain that she’s never around anymore or not being herself; stand up for your friend without telling everyone what she’s going through.
  4. Remember when BE FLEXIBLE was #1? It’s also kind of #3. When plans get canceled, maybe take a meal over instead, or the next day. Your friend has to rest a lot, and maybe could use some help meal prepping. Or send flowers. Seriously, just get them a “just because” present. They deserve it. (Shots… everyday. No.)
  5. IVF doesn’t always work. In fact, statistically, it’s not a very high percentage. So be prepared for it to not… that means being there and still loving on your friend. They’ve just put their body through X amount of months of torturous doctor appointments and spent X amount of dollars in hopes of having a baby. Let them know that you’re there if they WANT to talk, or not. Take them on a spa day. I didn’t buy any baby specific gifts until my friend was 3 months pregnant…
  6. I DID make a big deal after the ‘procedure,’ (idk what the best thing to say is…) was done. She couldn’t do a lot for a few days, but I brought over dinner (+dessert, be real here), got her a friendship necklace and wrote a note about how amazing she is, and how Albuquerque and my life wouldn’t be the same without her. I also put that I’m so excited for her and her hubs to start a family, and that sentimental jazz too.
  7. When your friendship group all knows you’re doing IVF, and you’re pregnant, sometimes the pregnancy isn’t celebrated as much. Yeah, we all were praying for you when you got your procedure done. We know the egg is in there… we know you picked the gender… so parents don’t really get to announce their pregnancy in a ‘cute way.’ In my opinion, this SUCKS. So when 3 months hit, and she was still pregnant, I bought some baby clothes and just celebrated with them! Celebrate the baby!
  8. IVF pregnancies can be scary- scary in that they’re more high-risk (in my mind, no medical degree here). My friend has had some heavy bleeding scares lately and can’t do any activities really. Send encouraging texts, let them know they’re in your thoughts & prayers, offer to bring food, order food in for them, send a greetabl (guys I love greetabl), ask about the baby/ pregnancy, but don’t be pushy (this should go for all babies/ preggo ladies).
  9. DO continuously pray for the baby/ momma/ daddy/ pregnancy.
  10. THROW THEM A SHOWER. OMG. Why is this even a question/ option?!?!

I’m very fortunate to have friends who are going to be amazing parents. I’ve very fortunate that they’re 5 months pregnant and Baby S is healthy. I’m very fortunate that they’ve decided to share this part of their life with me. I’m very fortunate that when there are scares, I know about them and can love on the couple and pray for them. I’m very fortunate that I get to be in this baby’s life and have another cute ‘nephew’ to hold.

Baby S, YOU ARE SO LOVED. Please stop scaring your parents & me, those two are too amazing to be going through all your scares! I’m praying for you now, and I’ll pray for you for always.

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February can’t come soon enough. Fingers crossed you’re cute. ; )

An American in Paris

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I’ve been on a real love story kick lately. I’ve also been on a live-show kick. Thankfully these two pair together beautifully when you have friends that also love live theater, and several great venues in town to go to that have so many genres to chose from.

My dearest, sweetest Alderkater invited me to see “An American in Paris,” last week. (Alderkater is a name I stole when Jon and Kate Plus 8 was a thing. One of the 8 couldn’t say alligator and said alderkater. My Alderkater’s name is Kate. It fit. Nicknames are weird.)

I wasn’t in love, love with the story, or the chemistry of the performers, but the show did not disappoint! Beautiful dancing. Gorgeous singing. I left feeling as if I could do both. Guess what, I cannot.

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I love girls nights out/ date nights that aren’t the usual- and this one was so much fun. I definitely encourage you to check out your local theater company/ see a traveling Broadway show near you.

Also dressing up for anything is my favorite. I wish I could just have a personal photographer whenever I’m feeling my outfit. I was definitely feeling it last week, and just felt so weird asking people to take them. So I didn’t. I regret it. lol. No all I have from that night are a few selfies. 😦

*it says “another tulle skirt,” because I own 3 tulle skirts and I wore all of them last week. I’m a 4-year-old in a 28-year-old’s body. Sorry, not sorry. *

 

Leslie Knope Knows What’s Up

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Waffles.

Waffles.

Waffles.

When in doubt, waffle it out. Celebration time? Waffle time. Need a good food to eat with friends? Waffles. Need a good food to eat solo?  Waffles.

Last weekend I had waffles (from Tia B’s La Waffleria) with my sweet friend, Michel. (my current go to here: Walnut with bananas and lavender whipped cream and a honey latte umm yes please.) Not only was breakfast great, but the company was so amazing as well. We caught up on life, dreams, and plans for the future…

I feel like I’m in a transition of friendships in life- this happens in your twenties I’m told. Who do I want to invest time into, and need to invest into me? Do I have anything in common with this person anymore? Am I holding onto something that just needs to end? Nothing dramatic needs to happen, but sometimes friendships fade away. It’s ok. I keep telling myself, it’s ok. No one hates you, you don’t hate anyone… sometimes friendships just can’t last forever. BUT….

Michel is a keeper for sure. She’s the friend I can just vegetate with and watch movies, or the friend who will try new things and is always up for an adventure. She’s so full of acceptance, love, and wisdom. Also… her couch is so comfortable. Boom friendship.

Exciting news: Michel is pregnant right now! And it’s a boy! Another little boy in my life. ❤ I cannot wait for him to arrive (actually I can, little boy, don’t you dare come into this world until February)! Michel and her husband, Mitch, are going to be amazing parents. There are, probably, the coolest couple I’ve ever met. Like all the hipster, without being hipster at all.

Another amazing part of my friendship with Michel is she just gets my obsession with celebrities. Not like an unhealthy stalker obsession where I think I know them, but an obsession that I feel like IF I knew them, we’d be friends (or not friends…). She let’s me live in a fantasy world sometimes, and joins in on it. Ugh, thank you Lord for this. These types of friends are far and few between.

Anyway this is basically just a post about how great waffles are, and that Leslie Knope was so right about breakfast foods and the importance of female friendships.

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60 Reasons I Love My Dad

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60 Reasons I Love My Mom is probably (jk, it definitely it is) my most popular blog post. Not wanting to leave Dad out, and since his birthday was October 1st I put together a list of reasons why Dad is awesome too (even though he’s older than 60, I only did 60 reasons… you know equality and all)!

  1. You smell like coffee (I think this is why I immediately liked coffee).
  2. Every time I get into an accident (sorry! I am a terrible driver.) you make me feel not like shit for getting into another accident. Once, on my way up the coast to you for Easter, I got into a fender bender… and you told me to turn around, go home, get some chocolate, a bottle of wine, and just sit on the beach and relax.
  3. You genuinely care how my day/ week/ month/ year is going.
  4. You pick up my phone calls… even when you know they’re just going to be ‘nothing calls.’
  5. You understand my need for social time, but most importantly you understand my need for alone time.
  6. One time (and I’m sure you’d do it again), I was going to miss out on a Disneyland trip with Gayle and a few friends because I was working an unpaid internship in California and had $0.00 in my bank account for fun… and magically the next day I had enough money for Disneyland, 2 churros, and lunch in my account. ❤ Dad Magic.
  7. You told me therapy is ok.
  8. You’ve made me question religion, church, and Jesus so much… therefore strengthening my relationship with Christ and making it my own. Thank you.
  9. Growing up, my place in the pew at church was next to you. I did this so when I feel asleep I could rest my head on your shoulder (also sorry for falling asleep in church).
  10. Oh my gosh, if Youtube gave awards for people who loved Youtube, you’d win one.
  11. Our politics are pretty different (not extremely, but just enough). Even though we see the world and people through different lenses, you listen to my views and challenge them.
  12. Wine. Thanks for expanding my knowledge of wine, good wine.
  13. Everyone likes you. Even if you don’t like everyone.
  14. You know that mom is right, even when she’s not, she is. I’ve learned that instead of arguing with her, just to try it out her way… and if that doesn’t work at least you tried.
  15. You’ve supported my travel- even when I’ve known you’d rather not. I’ll bet you question why your daughters don’t visit England, but instead Iraq… or Guatemala instead of Italy… you know why? But instead of make us pick the choices you would make, you let us make our own.
  16. You love my dog. Maybe not love her, but you love me and I love her… so you love her.
  17. Beer. Drink good beer. Have good conversation.
  18. Having a tiger mom is/was hard sometimes, having a dad who balances that out is pretty nice.
  19. I’ve seen you cry twice (and it’s ok to cry). Once when your dad passed, and once when our family dog, Duchess, died. I don’t think you cried (or let tears escape your face) because a dog died. I think you cried because I was inconsolable. It was my decision to put her down (she was so old guys, and not enjoying life), and you came with me to the vet, and let me make the choice to hold her while dying. I know you’ve probably worried about how attached I get to animals (even the imaginary ones), but thank you for letting me grieve and for feeling my hurt.
  20. You drive fast.
  21. You read to us as children. We saw you reading. I love to read. I don’t think this is a coincidence.
  22. You worked hard, in a job that you didn’t love. You did this so your family could have nice things. Thank you.
  23. You enrolled me in etiquette classes and made sure I could successfully dine with the Queen, if need be.
  24. When you weren’t working, you were a present father. You went on field trips, cooked for us, and showed up.
  25. You let me believe that Santa is real, even if this means going to Walgreen’s on Christmas Eve so you can get things to fill up my stocking.
  26. You are patient.
  27. You love your family even though we are a bunch of weirdos.
  28. My relationship with you is ours. You, hardly ever, make me feel like the “in-between.” I don’t really have to relay information to my sisters from you. That’s nice.
  29. For some reason you carry a handkerchief, and that’s nice when I need to blow my nose. (Also kind of gross.)
  30. Your food = my food.
  31. I know that when/ if I get married, my husband will be your favorite son-in-law. It’s just a fact.
  32. Through you I now know that just because someone doesn’t call or write doesn’t mean they don’t care. That’s just not how they roll. (my sister is so your daughter.)
  33. You taught me how to drive. Maybe not one of our best experiences. I was definitely the most difficult daughter to teach to drive, but you did it. WE DID IT!
  34. You taught me how to change my tire,
  35. how to jump a car,
  36. how to change my oil (and why it’s so much easier just to take it to the car place),
  37. how to check my tire pressure,
  38. how to add coolant,
  39. and why all car-owners should know how to to do these things.
  40. You’re shown me that when you invite people out, you pay for them (within reason).
  41. On family vacations, you drove a lot. A lot. And when everyone else fell asleep, you’d answer all my questions about the world.
  42. My friends considered you a dad… even if you could never remember their names. I think they just loved having someone interested in what we were doing.
  43. Your humor is terrible. I mean it’s funny, but it’s so sarcastic.It’s terrible funny. You know what else is terrible… that’s my humor now too.
  44. You have 3 daughters who are all SO different, and you love us each so differently to illustrate that we are individuals and each important to you.
  45. You can talk to anyone. Sometimes this annoys Mom… you know when you’re talking to the repair man, and learning he went to school in Ukraine, and all about his life there…and he’s charging us by the hour.
  46. You make it VERY clear that it’s not our money, it’s your money (and mom’s). AKA you have to work for what you want, it’s not owed to you.
  47. Growing up, you prayed with us every night.
  48. Even though you’ve missed a lot of my birthdays growing up, you bought me Dolce dog to make up for it. #bestpresentever
  49. I have never thought I can’t do something because I’m a girl. You never put that on us.
  50. One time, in high school, you compared me to the UN. You said I was extremely diplomatic, and had a lot of potential. I don’t know why, but that has always stuck with me.
  51. A couple years ago when my job was eliminated, your advice to me was to grab some wine, relax by the pool, and just relax for a few days before starting the job search. These lessons of wine and water reminds me to not stress out! Life will be ok, and even if life will not be ok, just to take a moment to breath.
  52. You remember I’m allergic to strawberries.
  53. I can turn to you for advice- and even if you’re not an expert in the field, you’ll figure it out and get back to me. #whoevenknowswhatthestockmarketis?
  54. When you went away on business trips… you would bring us back little presents. Why did this stop?
  55. You lived a pretty cool life. From taking day hiking trips via planes to living in a million different places because of the Air Force…you’ve lived a pretty cool life.
  56. You love babies. I don’t know why, but a lot of people are impressed by how great you are with babies and kids. Shouldn’t all dads be?
  57. When I was little I accidentally watched a lot of 20/20 with you… and it freaked me the freak out what terrible things are going on in the world. You always talked to me as an equal, explained these tragedies to me, and then made me feel better about the world because of all the good in it.
  58. You support the companies I love. As right winged, conservative as you are, you still love the “love everyone” companies I’ve interned for… and you support them, follow them, and like everything they post on social media. #bestdadever
  59. You have a great smile, it’s just so comforting.
  60. You believe in me. I may not know where I’m going in life, or what my passions fully are, but I do know that I have support to take me there. Thank you.

***bonus 61*** You keep binoculars in your car. You say it’s for “whale/ dolphin/ boat watching, but I know where I get my love for ‘stalking’ people from.

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Balloon Fiesta!

I hate waking up when your bed is cozy and the pets are cuddled up with their warm bodies next to you. I very rarely (if ever) wake up early if I don’t have to. I don’t even wake up early for Christmas morning! BUT I do love the Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta, so the first weekend of October I wake up at 4:30 am. Gladly? No. Excited? Yes!

Even better… taking someone who has never been to the Fiesta to the Fiesta!!! I love it. If you’ve never been, let me know and come visit me next October! 😉 We’ll wake up at 4:30 am, sit in traffic for an hour, wait in lines, eat breakfast burritos, drink so much coffee, and take a million photos… and just be happy throughout it all. ❤

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She Reads Truth | Colossians

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“Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” -Colossians 3:12-17

How amazing that I get to take off the past, the darkness, the ugly, the lies, and put on the beautiful: the kindness, the compassionate hearts, patience, ect!

Also, let’s be honest, how difficult is it to sometimes put these characteristics on? During a hard day at work or home, I don’t want to practice humility. I don’t like when others get credit for work I’ve done. I don’t always want to practice kindness or compassion when I’m driving and someone slows down unexpectedly or cuts me off! But that’s when your old self gets to die over and over and the Spirit gets to breath life and His love into you! ❤

Sin has no dominion over me…. but, man, oh, man, does it try so hard to creep into my life and become habitual. Each time a choice is made: to turn to sin or to turn to God and grow closer to Him. This might not work for everyone, but right now when sin presents itself I literally ask myself… would I rather do this sin or would I rather turn to God. UGH. Does that show where your heart is at in the moment or what?! No lies, sometimes I choose laziness, pride, lust over the freedom of Christ. THANK YOU JESUS FOR FORGIVENESS AND GRACE! Thank you Lord for being the ultimate, for conquering ALL sin. I am so sorry I choose it sometimes. Help me God to turn from it and to truly embrace complete light.

My prayer today, and a lot of days, is that the peace of God is evident in my life and that I’m thankful throughout the WHOLE day for His gifts, and choose Him over sin. That ALL I do today (from driving to cooking, from checking emails to meetings at work) I do well for Him and His glory.

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