An Old-Fashioned & Classic Girl

As much as any other person in my generation, I'm appreciative and used to the convenience in our society. I quickly Google a product I'm looking to buy and with a few clicks of the mouse, it will be shipped to my house in days. After a long day I may not feel up to cooking so I pop a Lean Cuisine in the microwave instead as a satisfactory substitute. However, I do have an appreciation for a slower and more old-fashioned way of life. As one of the women in a Bible study at church confirmed one evening when discussing the average age of the participants, I fit in well because I am an old soul at heart. (I'll take that as a compliment.)

I find this quality of myself to show through in my shopping habits as well. When looking for clothes, I am more likely to lean more toward classic as opposed to cutting edge and trendy. I jokingly tell my mom that her style is more hip than mine. I was also shopping online for a tea kettle as a Christmas gift from my dad to me just the other day. For starters I realize that perhaps a tea kettle is a strange item for a girl in her 20's to even be shopping for; however, shopping for it I was. As I browsed through websites and pictures, I found myself drawn to more classic models as opposed to the sleeker and more modern versions. As of yet I'm still on the search for the tea kettle I have pictured in my mind that is coupled with a good set of reviews for durability by other purchasers. Suggestions are welcome from fellow tea lovers.

A few models that have sparked my interest (the jury is still out for me as to whether they will be of the best quality):

*(Le Creuset Whistling Teakettle)
*(Copco Cambridge Tea Kettle)

In addition to going the old-fashioned route when it comes to drinking tea, I also had a couple of discussions with both my brother and my boyfriend concerning the gifting popularity this year of electronic reading devices such as the Nook and the Kindle. I am very intrigued by these gadgets, yet as an avid reader I feel that I would almost be cheating on my love of books by joining the ranks and adding it to my wish list. Call me crazy, but there is just something about physically curling up with a blanket and an actual book that evokes relaxation and peacefulness in my life. Perhaps if I were a frequent traveler or businesswoman I might find multiple uses for it in my daily life. No, the teacher in me and traditional nature of myself draw me right to the bookshelves of the library or my favorite bookstore, Barnes and Noble. Maybe down the road I will be convinced that one of these would be useful in my life, but for now I am going to stick with my usual, the preferences of an old-fashioned and classic girl.

The inner battle of a reader: traditional or technological?

*(One of my favorite classics, Pride and Prejudice.)
*(Although quite impressive, I'm not yet ready to convert to the Kindle.)

That One Sweet Silent Night

And there were shepherds living out in the field nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord."
Luke 2:8-12

The Christmas season is definitely in full swing with only about a week and a half until the 25th arrives. The last days of school leading up to break have been keeping me busy and Christmas shopping has been happening slowly but surely. It has been a wonderful holiday season full of festive activities. Amidst it all, I refuse to be caught in a whirlwind of simply secular celebration. The message at church this past Sunday brought me back to a passage I have read and learned about since I was a small child, that of the shepherds who received news of the first and most precious Christmas gift. It's easy for me to breeze through such a familiar story, but I think this would be foolish. Instead, I want to share why I believe this is such an unusually beautiful piece of the Christmas story.

It was a routine, regular night for these shepherd men. I imagine that they were fairly simple men, perhaps quiet as they laid beneath a blanket of starry sky. What a sweet, silent night. All of a sudden, God sent an angel to appear to them with a jubilant message. This in itself astounds me. If I were one of the shepherds, this alone would have been the experience of a lifetime. God had sent an angel to speak a special message to me. Wow, an evening to remember and tell about for generations. God was only getting started. This angel preceded to share with the men news that would change the course of history. God had come to Earth. He had sent His Son, Jesus, to live and walk among His people, to love us, to teach us, to heal us, and to save us. Emmanuel, God with us. The shepherds quickly left to find this precious baby, their Savior. I can only imagine what it must have been like to have the opportunity these men were given, to gaze into the face of a beautiful baby knowing that He was my Lord. Thinking about it in these terms, it's no wonder that so many Christmas songs have been written, each attempting to capture the beauty and holiness of this wondrous night, the first noel.

This holiday season, take a moment to appreciate the depth and meaning of that very first Christmas when God sent us a gift like no other, a baby to save the world.

All In the Family

This weekend I was blessed by a wonderful evening with my dad's side of the family. My dad and his five brothers and sisters had planned a surprise 80th birthday dinner and celebration for my grandma. Let me begin by saying what a deserving woman that my grandmother was of this evening. I continue to be in awe of her dedication to her family and home. I have never been over at their house during a meal time when my grandma didn't have some meal prepared always followed by a dessert. Oh, if only I had that same dedication and time for cooking in the kitchen! How I wish! Maw Maw is also a continual source of love, support, hugs, and words of wisdom for her many grandchildren. I hope that I am able to be that to my children and grandchildren down the road someday too.

As I sat at the restaurant with my uncles, aunts, cousins, various relatives, and family friends, I couldn't help but realize how blessed I truly am. I know we most certainly aren't perfect, but to have so many people to lean on, to love, and to be loved by in return is an amazing gift. As the event neared its end, I watched as my grandma sat at a table with her last living sister and other female relatives. Their peels of laughter could be heard echoing throughout the restaurant. It brought a smile to my heart to see that despite the years, their bonds still make them young sisters at heart.

This post isn't a very long one, but I just wanted to reflect on how much I appreciate my parents, my brother, and our extended family and family friends who feel a lot like family. Don't wait until the holidays to spend time with them and show them that you care. Embrace the wonderful blessing of family today.

Bon Appétit!

I like to think of myself as someone with a wide variety of interests. Maybe I just can't make up my mind about my interests and hobbies, but I prefer to call it a hunger for experiences, knowledge, and life. Over fall break, I spent a wonderful afternoon with one of my dear friends. We began our outing by strolling around the zoo and checking out the wide variety of animals. On a whim, we decided to head downtown to see the new cultural trail which contains various pieces of glass artwork commemorating important individuals in our country's history and their contributions. Although the time on our parking meter was ticking away, we decided to pick up the pace and make a quick stop at the South Bend Chocolate Shop on the the circle before heading back. After perusing the display of chocolate covered fruits and treats, I bought some delicious dark chocolate covered tart cherries. Yum! This brings me to the topic of this post. As we retraced our path to return to the car, I discussed with my friend just how much we truly love food. We have come to the conclusion that some people simply like food while others truly enjoy the qualities of unique dishes and ingredients. I am most certainly a member of the latter group. Now that we have branched out of the small town in which we grew up, we have an array of delicious restaurants right at our fingertips. I told my friend my idea of making a list of the many restaurants we hope to try so that we can begin checking off one a month or so. (I know I'm such a list maker. Make fun if you wish, but that's just how I operate.) This post is dedicated to this endeavor and the first of the city's many restaurants that will begin my list of must-try locations.

1. The first restaurant, which I will actually be trying out tomorrow evening, is called Creation Cafe. It is located along the canal downtown and has piqued my interest in passing recently. I hope their dinner creations are as creative as the restaurant itself seems to be!


2. The second restaurant on my list which also happens to be my second upcoming restaurant stop is Napolese which has been deemed "an artisanal pizzeria." Okay, that in itself sounds delicious...count me in!

3. Greek food is one of my favorites, and a particular restaurant of this cuisine which I've been wanting to visit is Indy's Santorini Greek Kitchen. Unfortunately, I heard on the radio a few weeks ago that their building was damaged by a fire. Hopefully I didn't miss out on my opportunity to try their excellent dishes.

4. My list is nowhere near finished, but this one currently tops it off. I recently walked past a very interesting building that housed the Bourbon Street Distillery. It is located on the corner of the street and appears to have two stories, outdoor dining available, and music. It looks to be a relaxing environment in which to enjoy this Cajun and Caribbean cuisine.


To my fellow food appreciators out there, let me know if you want to join in on any of these excursions or if you have other recommendations. My quest for Indy's unique dining spots has only begun...... bon appétit!

Leaving the Nets Behind

Have you ever heard or read something that just sticks with you all day long, maybe for weeks, or even keeps coming back in your mind a few months down the road? For me, this started back this summer while I was working at church camp. The theme of our summer there was "In His Steps" and focused on learning to follow the example that Jesus set out for us. During one particular camp session, a good friend of mine who happened to be camp pastor that week spoke with the campers about the calling of the disciples. Mark 1:16-20 says:

As Jesus walked beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw Simon and his brother Andrew casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. "Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men." At once they left their nets and followed him. When he had gone a little farther, he saw James son of Zebedee and his brother John in a boat, preparing their nets. Without delay he called them, and they left their father Zebedee in the boat with the hired men and followed him.

That verse just stops me in my tracks. What beautiful and total FAITH. These men seem to be spending their day hard at work doing their job as fishermen when a man calls out to them to leave it behind and follow him. Did they stop to give a clueless stare? Did Simon and Andrew have a chat about it? Did James and John consult their father for advice? I would have loved to have been sitting there along the lake shore to see this scene play out. It says that "at once" Simon and Andrew obeyed. They dropped exactly what they were doing, the familiar, and faithfully followed our Savior.

It makes me wonder what I would have done had I been sitting by the sea casting my net into the water. Had Jesus walked by and asked me to leave it behind and simply follow Him, would I have done so without question? Knowing me, I think I would have asked a few questions, requested a few days to think it through, talk it out, and weigh the options. Oh, to only be more like those faithful men. They must have known that this invitation came from a man like no other, the most wonderful individual to set foot in our world. In their faith, they found the One worth leaving everything else behind for.

Thankfully this wasn't a one time deal for those select men. They may have had the opportunity to follow Him, fellowship with Him, and learn from Him in person, but we too have the opportunity to answer when He calls to our hearts, "Come, follow me." I'm so thankful that He is still inviting. I'm so thankful that He doesn't make it a one time invite and RSVP with no changes. He keeps knocking at hearts and waiting, inviting us to set out on the adventure of a lifetime with the Savior of the world. All we have to do is drop the nets and follow in faith.

Busy As A Bee

Now and then I find myself having an inner argument. When things are calm and low-key in life with less obligations and activities, I find myself being inspired to get involved in new activities, groups, and life experiences. However, once I commit to such a schedule, I find that I begin to feel run down and a bit anxious. What to do?! Take this week for example: Monday I went to the library downtown with my friend H and her adorable baby girl, C! (Nerdy as it may be, may I please mention that just being in a library atmosphere like this one felt like a reader's paradise!) Tuesday I celebrated one of my best friend's birthday, Wednesday was Bible study, Thursday was indoor cycling at the gym, and the weekend holds a visit to friends in a nearby city. Each of these was and is very important to me and I enjoyed them thoroughly, but my body is definitely telling me to slow down. I suppose the old cliche stands for a reason: "Take time to smell the roses." I guess one can't do that while running through the garden full sprint now can they? As I led myself from work to one activity after another, I found myself embracing the moments of quiet time in the silence and longing to sit on the swing at camp that was so serene this past summer. Truth be told, I even drove past a beautiful field the other day (I have no idea how it managed not to be brown and crunchy like the grass everywhere else!) and thought how wonderful it would be just to lay out in the middle of it and take in the beautiful nature around me. Okay, maybe that's a bit too Twilight. No sparkling and charming vampires to take along for the outing. Nonetheless, my reactions made a very strong point to me. Balance is so important in life. I must continue to make time to be an excellent educator, I must make time to have a blast with friends and family, I must make time to grow in Christ. Last but not at all least, I must begin to make some quiet time a priority to rest, to relax, and to let my hair down. Here's to slowing down and enjoying both the busy moments along with those serene opportunities to sit down and put your feet up. Ahhhh............sounds perfect.

Monday Melody

Lots of bloggers whose pages I have browsed use clever little titles corresponding with the day of the week to denote the theme of a particular posting. Therefore, I thought I would make today Monday Melody and share a song that has inspired me lately. I love music, so it's definitely a bit difficult to choose one. Nonetheless, I think the most obvious choice would be a song I played repeatedly the other evening until my roommate asked me if I was actually going to play it yet another time. Oops, guilty! Once I get hooked on a particular melody or lyrics, I play that song into the ground. This particular song, "Defying Gravity" is from the musical Wicked. One of my good friends shared the Glee version recently which is pretty amazing. My sorority little sis also informed me that she has tickets for us to go see the original singer of the song, Idina Menzel, in concert in a few weeks! (Hence the whole reason I revisited this song the other day.)

I think that the song has a beautiful and sweet melody accompanied by equally beautiful lyrics. In one particular verse, she sings:
"I'm through accepting limits
'cause someone says they're so.
Some things I cannot change
but til I try I'll never know."

I think it's so easy for life and the expectations of others to pull us down with the strength of gravity. I love the magical thought of defying gravity and soaring to new heights. Why do we allow ourselves to set limits that we could surpass if only we dared to try? This afternoon, I put up a new bulletin board in my classroom with a writing theme. On it, I included an inspirational quote I found online which said "If you want to be a writer, write." I think that mentality can be applied to virtually any situation. You can't do something unless you are willing to take a risk and try it. Imagine away, but it won't become real until you put it into action. The only person holding me back is me. The only person holding you down is you. I think I'll try defying gravity too.

Three Generations of Style

This weekend I came back home to spend some time with my family. As I mentioned in my last post, I have a couple of friends' weddings coming up this weekend and next. Being the type of person who plans way ahead, I decided I'd go ahead and go shopping for a new dress for these two occasions. After convincing my mom to head to the nearby mall with me (which didn't take much convincing at all), I decided that I also wished for my grandma, who happens to live with my mom, to go with us. First of all, I knew it would be really good for her to get out of the house for a short outing and secondly, I must admit that I wanted her fashion opinion as well. These two women who accompanied me to the mall were the same ones who took me shopping as a toddler and laughed at my repetition of phrases such as "navy" and "on sale." Let's just say that the core of my appreciation for nice clothing and style, I inherited honestly from my mother and grandmother. Anyways, back to the story. So off to the store we headed and wound our way through various departments to grouping of racks upon racks of sparkly, shiny, and glitzy dresses. I understand why many males avoid shopping like the plague. Honestly, it can be overwhelming to sift through so many options, but I was ready for the challenge. With a handful of dresses gathered from the masses, I headed for the dressing room to try on and display each choice. After collecting the opinions of my mom, grandma, and the saleslady who jumped in, we decided upon just the right one. I was pleased as punch to have so quickly found one that I was happy with and we headed back home. Such a simple and quick shopping trip turned out to be a wonderful outing for three generations of women with style.

I wonder how many girls have the opportunity for such a simple but special outing. Sure, choosing a dress seems a bit trivial considering the big things in life, but it saddens me that so many people my age fail to seek out the advice and wisdom of our parents and grandparents. Growing up, my brother and I always laughed at our parents' attempts to impart their knowledge to us in what we laughingly referred to as LL's or life lessons. Nonetheless, my parents' and grandparents' wise words about saving and spending wisely, work, love, friendships, and such topics have proven to ingrain themselves into my being and help guide me down a steady path. I like to blaze my own trail, but it's wonderful to have the voice of Mom, Dad, and each of my grandparents whispering in my memory wise advice. Because they have been there, they wish to pass it on. Find your way. Do you thing. But while you're at it, don't forget to look back and seek wisdom from previous generations in the family who know and love you best.

Wedding Season

As many other individuals in their twenties can likely identify with, there are various periods of time throughout the year when it seems that every couple you know is headed down the aisle. I suppose you could refer to these popular marriage months and times of year as wedding seasons. Personally, I'm a huge fan of weddings. There is something so touching and inspiring in the deep love and commitment shown by the bride and groom. I love to take in the atmosphere of the church, the bridesmaid dresses, the glowing bride and groom, the beautiful reception hall, wonderful food, and lots of dancing. In the next two months, two very special couples I know will be tying the knot, and I'm looking forward to both of their special days.

In one of my favorite devotionals, "Grace For The Moment" by Max Lucado, I recently read some words which touched me. Lucado writes, "And who is this bride for whom Jesus longs?...You are. You have captured the heart of God." As beautiful as each wedding is and what a wonderful occasion for celebration, it moves me to think that Jesus loves me as much as, and yet infinitely more than, any groom or bride could feel on their wedding day. I am only human. I stumble, I fall, I make mistakes, and yet I "have captured the heart of God." How overwhelmingly beautiful and magnificent it is to be absolutely loved as a child of God.

I'd like to share with you a wonderful song I heard on KLove recently. The artist Jason Gray describes the journey of our relationship with God not as simply a religion but "more like falling in love" with our Savior. His love is a perfect love indeed.

Country Roads Take Me Home

Every home needs a front porch...

You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl. Don't get me wrong, I love living and working in the city. It's an exciting place to be with many activities to get involved in and diverse groups of students to teach at school. I'm so very content exactly where I am. Nonetheless, sometimes it's quite comforting to follow the road that leads you back home. In visiting my dad recently, I took the two hour drive right back to where I grew up. Cruising across the country roads, the lack of traffic and stoplights is like a breath of fresh air. I love rounding a corner and seeing a field of corn or passing the tiny little grocery store that sits in our town. To a stranger, it may seem behind the times or too quiet, but for me, it helped build the foundation for who I am. Looking back at my childhood and adolescent years miles from the interstate and off the beaten path, I learned:

-You can survive for several weeks without making a quick stop at Walmart, Target, or other large chain stores that provide convenience nowadays.
-A creek and woods can provide all of the entertainment that two little kids need for an afternoon.
-Before you learn to drive a car by yourself, you may learn to ride a horse.
-A lunch including a canned soft drink, bag of chips, and freshly made sandwich tastes infinitely better when purchased from a tiny grocery store.
-Sweet iced tea makes the perfect refreshing summer beverage.
-Graduating with less than one hundred classmates may mean that you'll have tiny class reunions down the line.....but that you will actually know them and care about catching up with them.
-Those classmates will also remember and remind you of the embarrassing outfits you wore in elementary like matching vinyl American Girl outfits with your best friends.
-Sitting out on the front porch never goes out of style.
-Having a southern accent doesn't necessarily mean you grew up in the south....it may just mean that you grew up in southern Indiana.

It's funny that when I go back, I often see the little town in which I grew up through very different eyes. It isn't really a bit like the city that I now live in, but smaller doesn't make it less important. Every now and then, when those country roads take me home, they take me back just where I can reconnect with that small town country girl me.

In His Steps

All good things must come to an end. Tomorrow the last official camp session will reach its conclusion and the campers will travel back to their respective homes. I too will be packing my many camp t-shirts, work clothes, twin size bedding, and various belongings to return to my usual life. After two months filled with long hours and hard (and often hot) work, I'm eager to return to my usual routine. I have missed the opportunity to spend time with my family and good friends and to participate in my usual activities such as church at home, teaching, and workouts at the gym. Reflecting back on the past eight weeks, though, this truly has been a summer to remember and which has really touched my heart. Each weekly session has brought a fresh group of directors, cabin leaders, and eager campers to the grounds. It has been a joy to meet so many individuals who have come together for the sole purpose of growing in our knowledge of God mixed in with lots of outdoor activities, singing, food, and good old-fashioned fun. The members of our staff are individuals I have learned to admire for their strong faith and eagerness to serve God. How truly blessed I feel that God placed before me the opportunity to be in this place.

As I prepare to say goodbye until I volunteer as a cabin leader next summer, I also think about the camp theme, In His Steps, and verse this year.
To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example that you should follow in His steps.
1 Peter 2:21
I have such an awesome God who sent His only Son to Earth to love with the greatest love, to teach, to heal, and to save us. He lived and died for me, a sinner, so that I might find relationship with Him and spend eternity with my Creator. As we have watched campers leave throughout the summer, we have hoped that they will have been touched by this message and will carry it into their normal daily routines and lives. It's much easier when we are living in community with fellow believers and are encouraged with Christian advice, messages in chapel, worship songs, and the removal of daily distractions. Now it's my turn to prepare myself for my usual life and routines. I have no illusions that following in His steps is easy. It never has been for Christians past to present. I too know from personal experiences each and every day. However, there are some things I have learned this summer that I believe can help Christians to be encouraged and to keep our eyes turned toward our Savior. These aren't anything new; however, it's always good to be reminded.
1. Find time to study God's word. - Studying God's word both independently and with a group provides deeper insight into God, faith, and Christian life. There's a reason that this habit is emphasized in the Bible itself!
2. Find solid Christian friends for encouragement and support. - Nothing can influence your activities and behaviors quite like those who you spend your time with. Find solid Christians who you are comfortable sharing with and who will reciprocally encourage and support you.
3. Immerse yourself and let go in Christian music and worship. - Chapel continues to be my favorite part of church camp. I love to join with other believers in singing beautiful songs of praise and to simply worship God. This is something that I can carry into my daily life by listening to stations such as KLove or Christian artists on my computer.
4. Find time to get away from the distractions of the world. - In particular, camp has taught me that trying to remove yourself from the distractions of the world and focusing first and foremost on God puts everything else in perspective. I have been amazed at how little I have felt stressed or worried about other things in life. When we place God as number one, our outlook and approach to other areas of life is much more balanced, healthy, and productive.

I wish I could say that I was proficient at the actions listed above. Unfortunately, I have such growth to strive for in every area. I believe, though, that walking in His steps is a continual journey. Living more in the way that has been shown us takes continual effort and change along the way to become a more mature Christian. It is my hope that as I return home, others will see me and recognize that there is something different about those that follow in His steps. If you are a fellow believer, I ask that you encourage me in this continued lifelong journey as I wish to do the same for you.

Indian Creek Baptist Camp
(View looking toward chapel)

Redefined Priorities

As described in my previous post, I have been spending the last month working on staff at Indian Creek Baptist Camp. This is a small church camp which I have attended many times as a camper and cabin leader. I have felt very blessed so far by the wonderful people who have passed through the gates seeking to follow more closely in the steps of our Savior. During a portion of last week, I had the opportunity to take a break from working on staff and instead be a cabin leader to a group of third and fourth grade girls. Although the heat and constant activity was often exhausting by the time lights out rolled around, it was nice to step back from my usual work tasks and instead laugh with, play with, and teach the campers. As I watched the youth and adults interact with the kids and the resulting bright and shining smiles on the campers' faces, I felt a deep respect for the volunteer cabin leaders. These individuals had given a week of their summer or vacation time to serve God in this place. Each week, I watch a new group of cabin leaders arrive and it continues to remind me how critical it is to have our priorities properly aligned. If only my biggest concerns and worries always revolved around serving the Lord instead of solely taking care of myself, what a more balanced perspective this would be. Years down the road when I reflect upon my life, I am certain that money, status, and accolades will be of little consequence to me. Instead, I hope that I can be proud of a legacy that I leave behind in which I have sought to honor and serve God, where I have loved and lived for Him.
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Matthew 6:19-21

Be Still and Know

Tomorrow morning, I am heading to spend my summer working at one of my very favorite places. I know it probably seems strange to think of being that extremely anxious to start a summer job, but my employment for the next two months will be a very unique and wonderful experience. I have the privilege to work as a staff member at Indian Creek Baptist Camp, a church camp which I attended as a child and in more recent years have spent weeks as a cabin leader for elementary age campers.

Whenever I tell people about this job, I know that they may just brush it off as working at a summer camp. Yes, there are many camps that exist out there and which I believe provide wonderful experiences for youth across the nation. Maybe I'm even a little bit biased, but I think that Indian Creek is a place like no other. I'd be willing to say that much of my connection to this place goes back to my own days as a camper. I can still remember begging my parents to let us leave for camp early so that I would be one of the first to the cabin and thus have the best pick of bunk beds. Flash forward about a decade and a half and I still see glimpses of that little girl excitement shining through. I can barely wait to get there this year too! However, I believe my deep connection to this place runs so much deeper. It's the wonderful Christian friends I have made there, the heartfelt songs of worship which have been offered up during chapel, the tears running down faces of those laying down deep burdens and surrendering to God. It's walking down a trail into the woods to read Scripture, listening to a testimony shared during campfire, or quietly swaying to the motion of the much loved swings all while feeling the presence of God in this place. As a Christian, I am able to find God in any place where I look for His presence, but there is something so beautiful about eliminating the distractions of the world and turning my eyes to the cross. I know that the summer will be filled with hot days and hard work, but more than anything I feel fortunate to have such an opportunity to see lives impacted and changed.

I know that not everyone has the opportunity or ability to get away to a retreat, conference, or camp. However, I challenge you to take time this week to contemplate a place where you can sit quietly and truly seek God's presence. It may not be in a camp chapel service or dining hall but perhaps your office, bedroom, or car during your morning commute.

Turn off the TV. Silence the cellphone. Push pause on your iPod. Stop talking. Take time to simply BE with our Creator.

"Be still, and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10

Home is Where the Heart Is

I have made the executive decision that I am not doing that again for a long time. The "that" that I am referring to is moving. Moving furniture, moving boxes, moving clothes, moving from one home into another. My first big move took place when I left for college my freshman year. I remember packing up everything I needed or thought might possibly come in handy in my dorm room. I quickly learned a lesson about under packing instead of over packing when I tried to fit everything into a room the size of a cracker box that I shared with my roommate. Each year of college brought a move back home and a return journey the following fall into a new room in my sorority house. My senior year, I got an extra does of moving when I lived the fall semester in an apartment for my urban student teaching experience and then back to campus for my last term. Those college moves became a routine after four years, and then I experienced a new change. I moved from my small town to an apartment in the city. My roommate and I enjoyed getting acquainted with the responsibilities of living on our own without anyone looking over our shoulders to fix every little problem. We added our own little touches throughout that really made our apartment feel like home. But alas, summer has come and we are placing our furniture and belongings in yet another place. I'm happy to say, though, that my roommate's house which we are moving into is quite an upgrade from our dimly lit apartment. Every time I walk out onto the screened in porch or the pool deck, I have a strange feeling as if I was on vacation. Not a bad feeling at all! It's nice to finally live back in an actual house. J and I realized that besides summer vacations, we have not lived in an actual house for five years. I'd say it's about time!

All of this moving has brought into focus thoughts about what feels like home. Of course my dad's house where I grew up and my mom's house will both always feel like home to me, but not in such a present sort of way. I think moving puts me into a strange sort of limbo leaving me struggling to grasp onto a feeling that I am settled in a familiar place. I know it will take time for new routines to find their way into my days. I'm alright with that. No matter what other changes take place around me, I know that God, my family, and my friends are always a constant in my life. It's not about the structure in which you live or where you lay your head at night. It's about the time you spend anywhere with those you love that brings that sense of belonging and rightness. I guess such a cliche saying has become that way for a reason; home is where the heart is.

Connecting the Dots

I really love the thrill of new opportunities and fresh adventures in life. On the other side of that coin, I'm also very much the type of person who loves routine and consistency. I'm a planner. I like knowing what to expect. One day earlier this week, I began to have an ache in my stomach, and I knew exactly what was causing it. Things were about to change... After spending a school year in an amazing elementary working with incredible individuals, I began to feel sad at the prospect of leaving. Furthermore, my roommate and I are preparing to move into a house that she recently bought. On top of that, I am leaving in a few short weeks to work as a staff member at church camp. With so many wonderful experiences to look forward to, I still felt a bit anxious because everything that I have come to know in the past months were taking a new shift. I continued to remind myself, though, that God is in control and that I can always find peace in Him. God spoke this truth to me in many ways this week, and one quote from a daily Proverbs 31 Ministries devotional reminded me, "We can't possibly see the road ahead or try to understand where it is going, but I guarantee you the Creator of the universe is connecting your dots." Boy oh boy, was He ever connecting my dots this week! God has truly been at work in my life the past few days as he has led me to new opportunities in my teaching career. Just when I begin to feel anxious, he reaches His hand into my life in such an obvious way to remind me that He will lead me to the places I should go. Though consistency may wane and changes both beautiful and frightening will come in life, I can be at rest in my Savior. The next surprise around the bend is something new, but completely exciting! When you too have those days when you can't see what lies around the bend, remember that our Creator is connecting the dots of your life, too, as part of His master plan. "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29:11) What a glorious truth to rest our faith in!

A Love...ly List

Top five things I've been LOVING lately:

1. Workouts
I joined the gym in 2010, and it's been worth every penny! Running on the treadmill has more or less become a weekly or bi-weekly routine. Turbo Kick kickboxing class is my favorite! Talk about a hardcore workout that's a blast! If you can find one near you, giving it a try is a must.




2. Line Dancing
I grew up in a small town and will always have a weakness for good country tunes. After taking line dancing lessons with my mom back in high school, I've picked the hobby back up recently. Nothing quite as fun as moving around the dance floor in my boots with some cowboys and cowgirls!



3. Books
I've been on a reading roll as of late. I've been an avid reader since the time I was old enough to check out books from the library, but the grind of daily life can take its toll on even the most well intentioned readers. Luckily, more free time lately has given me the opportunity to enjoy titles that come recommended by friends, family, and the masses. Nonetheless, my to-read list keeps growing faster than I can get through them! I'm currently enjoying Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford.



4. Dinner Parties
Okay, so calling it a dinner party might be a stretch, but I loved having a pitch in dinner with two of my good college friends earlier this week. A's salsa and chips were a great pair with M's taco soup and my sangria. Delicioso! Good food and even better company.



5. My Mom
(My whole family is incredible, but in honor of upcoming Mother's Day...)
Thanks to my mom for all she does. She's been a rockstar at being a mom since the day my older brother was born and continues to do so even 25 years later. Thanks for putting us first a million times to help us grow and now giving us the freedom to fly. Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I love you!

Lighten Up and Laugh

It's very easy to take things much more seriously than necessary. With the responsibilities and pressures of adulthood, I believe that many of us often forget to lighten up and find the humor and happiness hidden in many situations. My own embarrassing experience this morning reminded me of this fact. When my alarm clock sounded to wake me up, I would have rather rolled back over and gone to sleep. Nonetheless, I wanted to make it to the gym for the Saturday morning kickboxing class. I knew that I'd be happy that I got up for it once I was kicking, punching, and jabbing to the music. I quickly got ready in some workout gear and headed out the door to make it to the class on time. When I had parked my car at the gym, I happened to look down at my feet and was a bit dismayed at what I saw. I was wearing two different tennis shoes on my feet! In my rush to get ready, I obviously was too sleepy or out of it to pay attention to grabbing a matching set up shoes. Slightly embarrassed, I thought about turning the car back on and heading home. After all, I didn't want my fellow kickboxers to think that I was crazy! After a moment's hesitation, I decided that it didn't really matter what they thought or if people noticed. (Luckily, both shoes were of the gray, white, and pink color family.....but pretty different if you looked closely.) I headed on in to the gym and was able to joke around with some of my workout friends about. It turned out to be a pretty funny way to start the morning! Too bad that one of my new shoes has had one more workout than the other one. Can't tell that I'm an overanalyzer can you? :) Anyways, when events like this happen to us, and they most certainly will, I want to be a person who responds with laughter and a smile. The glass can be half full or half empty. It is all in our approach and perspective of a situation. Make sure to get your daily dose of laughter and smiles. Sometimes, you might find them in the most unexpected places, maybe even on your feet!

Living with Style

I truly enjoy reading excellent quotes. I have one particular website that a friend once showed me that just has lists and lists of quotes from various song lyrics, books, TV shows, and well-known individuals. Isn't it amazing how a few words or sentences from an individual can so deeply strike a chord with another human being as if they had a window into your thoughts and emotions? As I browsed through some new quotes on that particular site, I stumbled upon one with which I felt an immediate connection. Therefore, I have decided to briefly focus on these words from Maya Angelou in this blog post.

"My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style."
-Maya Angelou

I love the first part of this quote as it reminds me not to get stuck in the monotony of a routine but to approach each day with renewed fervor and energy. Next, she suggests that an individual incorporate passion in life. I love this! As you set goals or embark upon new endeavors, choose those which you truly care about and in which you will be able to easily throw your energies. For me, I've found that working as an educator is most certainly my passion which makes the challenges I might occasionally face in this position surmountable and the victories that much more worth celebrating. Maya Angelou also lists compassion as a key life component; whenever we take the time to give back to our friends, families, neighbors, community, and world, we are able to shift our egocentric views outward in loving others as God has commanded us. In addition to passion and compassion, we then should add humor to our lives. Growing up in a family where laughter and humor is valued, I find that incorporating this into my life helps to lighten up my view when I get too serious about the little things. I think we can all agree that there is no better medicine in any situation than to laugh so hard that your stomach aches and tears are rolling down your face! Lastly, the quote lists style as an important element of life. Live each moment being the true you, not an imitation of someone else. March to the beat of your own drum. Dance your own dance! Celebrating the diversity of personalities and styles of each person make our world a colorful, interesting place to live.

No Matter Where You Are, No Matter How Far

Five years ago, I decided to run for president of my high school class. The votes were cast and I was overjoyed to represent my class in the changing of our tassels on graduation day. My college years then passed rapidly in a flurry of busy class schedules, clubs, activities, social events, and sorority life. I was soon a college graduate with a very focused mission during my first year in the real world: be the most amazing teacher for my students that I possibly could be. As the school year began, I threw myself into this endeavor heart and soul embracing life in a new city with arms open wide to the possibilities. One day a few months ago, I received a text message from an old classmate inquiring if we would be having a five year reunion. I honestly had not given it much thought but was willing to look further to see if other individuals had an equal interest. After looking for feedback from my high school peers on facebook, I was pleasantly surprised to see how many people not only acted as if they would attend but would honestly enjoy reconnecting and catching up with one another. It was so encouraging to see that, although our lives may have already taken us in differing paths in only a short time, the ties we shared from our childhood and youth in a small town were still meaningful. As plans are coming together for this reunion, I am appreciative of the enthusiasm of so many of my friends and classmates who I grew up with.

As I think about this further, I realize that my appreciation for this is most likely rooted in the importance I place upon building and maintaining relationships in my life. Keeping in touch with loved ones and close friends is something I try to do on a steady basis. At this point in my life, so many important people in my life are living in cities in towns spread throughout the country and may be at totally different stages of life as high school or college students, newlyweds, new parents, or older adults. I'll admit that it can be an overwhelming and daunting task to keep in touch with everyone; it's only human nature that some friendships will last for a season and taper off into a fond memory. Nonetheless, I strive to show many of these individuals that no matter where we are, they are still important to me and that I still care about their lives.

It's funny how we make a million excuses for why we haven't taken the time to get in touch. "I'm too busy!" "I was going to call, but I just forgot!" "We haven't talked in so long." I'm guilty of these same excuses. Even though they may ring true, I believe that the ties of family and friends should reach beyond. The times that I have been able to correspond via phone, computer, or mail with a friend, it has touched me in such a positive way. For example, one of my friends is currently obtaining her master's in Arizona, but we consciously build time into our schedules for phone chats and skype dates. Even from across the country, the wonderful world of technology lets two best friends feel like they are hanging out like usual. Even if I don't have time for a lengthy conversation, I try to remember that I always have a few extra minutes to send an email, message, or card to a friend.

What joy the diverse relationships in our lives can bring to us. Go out on a limb today. Pick up the phone, log onto the computer, or pick up a pen and send a little note to someone who has or still does mean a lot to you. I guarantee it will be a highlight in their day and what better way to experience happiness ourselves than to put an extra ray of sunshine in the lives of others. Reconnect and enjoy!

It's All in the Attitude

Every time I get in and start my car, I crank the music up loud and sing right along. If you're a good friend of mine, you've probably experienced this. If you haven't, you may just not have known me long enough yet. Just wait for it... As I head down the highway, hands at ten and two (yes, I'm a nerd who still follows what I learned in driver's ed), it's my singing time, sometimes it's cell phone time, but very often it's also my reflection time. As I drove to a store this evening, I sang along to the Lady Antebellum music on my newest CD. If you like country music, I recommend it! Anyhow, as this was going on, I also contemplated how extremely happy I am with my job and how much I appreciate the wonderful people in my life. "I'm just so happy right now!" I thought. But this occasion wasn't the first time that I had been thinking that. Life has been sooo good lately. It's hard to pinpoint anything in particular, but sometimes you just sit back and realize how blessed you are and how content you are in your current place in life. It's a wonderful feeling and of course I'm so very thankful for it. As blessed as I am though, I've faced days where I wasn't in the best of moods or where God has given me some challenges where I needed to be patient and wait on His timing. It occurred to me that perhaps many of my feelings of joy and happiness are really very much my choice. Will I focus on the positive or the negative? Should I choose to put on a smile and greet others with a chipper attitude or instead you sulk in the little problems? Might I lift others up today or will I instead draw them down? It's all in the attitude!

I once read an excellent thought about James 1:2. The verse says, "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance." The author of the particular passage I read emphasized that we should "consider it pure joy...WHENEVER YOU FACE TRIALS of many kinds..." Unfortunately, trials and challenges are a fact of life. We were never guaranteed a ride through life with no bumps or potholes. Nonetheless, isn't it encouraging to hear that good comes of this? Be joyful in all of these things because it will only make us strong in Him!

Every day is new, every blessing or challenge a fresh opportunity to approach with joy and optimism. I love these feelings of joy and contentment. You make your choice and I'll make mine. It's all in the attitude, and as for me, I'm going to keep riding this wave for as long as I can!

You can teach an old dog new tricks!

Like most brand new teachers preparing for their very first day of school, I carefully combed through the teacher store back in August looking for the perfect bulletin board decorations, stickers, resource books, and other miscellaneous classroom needs. As I stood spinning a rack of inspirational posters, I happened upon one which I immediately pulled out to purchase. "Today is a great day to learn something new," the bold black letters stated. Ahhh, the perfect message to send to my students this year. Now I know what you are thinking.....wow, you're cheesy. Yes thank you, that is one quality that makes me an elementary teacher type. Despite the fact that I knew that my students and I would not necessarily skip through the door each and every day feeling that it was indeed the best day ever to learn brand new things, I like the whole glass half full, looking on the sunny side optimism thing pretty well. So into my stack of purchases and finally into my classroom went this poster and peppy motto.

There are a million things I love about being an educator, but one reason why I'm drawn to the profession is that I myself enjoy being a learner. Perhaps it was my years spent at a small liberal arts college that pushed me to develop this mindset, but I truly yearn to continue learning and growing as an individual through every day, year, and stage of my life. They say that "you can't teach an old dog new tricks" and I know that I'm not anywhere near old, but I've found that people of all ages will leave behind a dream or idea simply because they think they have outgrown it. Do I need to pull the poster off the wall and flash it in front of you? Today IS a great day to learn something new!

Back when I was in middle school, I begged my parents to buy me a guitar. I was determined that I would take lessons and learn to play the instrument. When Christmas morning rolled around, I was elated to find an acoustic guitar tucked beneath the tree. I promptly joined the guitar club at school, but very soon like I expect is the case of instruments in a majority of homes, it found its resting place in the back of my closet where its only companion was the dust that began accumulating atop the case. My high school and college years rolled by and although I still had a desire to learn to play this instrument, I simply did not have the time for it.

Flash forward to December 2009. While looking around my old room at home during Christmas break, I pulled out my old guitar. Pretty soon, the wheels were turning and I decided that the perfect New Years resolution would be to give myself and my guitar a chance. After looking up guitar places on the internet, I found one in a convenient location and called just to simply gain a little more information. By the time I had hung up the phone, the guitar teacher had signed me up for lessons that were to begin in only a few weeks. Suffice to say that leading up to my first lesson, I was dreading carrying my guitar into the shop. I wondered, "Do grownups really take guitar lessons? Is this guy going to think I'm crazy?"

I'm happy to say that a few months later, I'm still a guitar student bumbling my way through chords and strumming patterns....and it's wonderful. During my lesson each week, I have found such immense happiness in working with my love for music. (I've also found out during these months that I am nowhere near the teacher's oldest student. Whoever she is, though, I like her attitude on life!) If I hadn't have picked up the phone and signed up for lessons that day, I can imagine that my little guitar would still be collecting dust. I may never perform in front of large crowds or become what anyone would dare call a talented guitar player, but that's of no consequence. For me, it's about the fact that I didn't let an old dream simply remain a cloud far off in the sky. What's your "guitar in the closet"? Isn't it time you dusted it off and gave yourself the opportunity to embrace the joy of trying and maybe just exceling at something new? Who knows, you might just find that it's never too late to begin because, after all, today is a great day to learn something new!

Celebrating Friendships

Even though many others may claim it, I believe I'm right when I say that I have the best friends in the world. Since this does seem to be a recurring theme for many people, I have decided to dedicate this blog to my many wonderful friends, both old and new, who I truly appreciate! Starting way back in the days when I invited my elementary friends over for Disney princess birthday parties or afternoons of playing Barbies, I have found that spending time with friends and cultivating these relationships is something that is of great importance to me.

First, I want to write a bit about how important seasoned friendships are to me. Growing up in a small town, you tend to know everyone and you know them fairly well. Nonetheless, through the years, I found individuals of a variety of ages who became pretty much like family. Two of my dear friends and I met in preschool and are still close to this day. I never would have guessed that some of the girls who sat by me as I became a master at colors and the alphabet would continue to be such important individuals to me down the road, but I'm so glad that our paths continue to be intertwined to this day! Then there came a day when I met another very special friend. It was one of those friendships that took off quickly with ease as if you'd planted a seed and watered it with Miracle Grow. H and I spent countless hours, days, and even summers together talking, cooking, working, riding horses, and doing things that teenage girls do. We soon grew up and left for colleges in different areas, but H and her family still mean the world to me. Life may change, but I love that some friendships established early in life are able to bend, change, grow along with it.

Just when you think that you have life completed figured out, college days arrive. I set off bright eyed and bushy tailed to a small college and was not disappointed by the array of wonderful new people I met during my four years there. Wonderful conversations and common interests were discovered amongst me and my roommates, my freshman year dorm floor girls, my sorority sisters, and my classmates. I still marvel at some of the random coincidences that brought me together with so many of these people. (And yet I don't truly mean coincidences because I know that God placed us in one another's lives.) For example, my amazing friend, M, and I met while wiling away the hours in a ridiculously long line for course registration. On yet another day, E and H became two of my dearest friends, and it all started by them inviting me to make football t-shirts to wear to a game. Shared challenges, lessons learned, joys, and hardships during these years bonded us closely until the day of graduation dawned and I knew that despite the distance, many of them would remain my lifelong friends.

Just when I felt so incredibly blessed by my continued childhood friendships and close college ones as well, I began life in a new city and found that yet again, God has blessed me with yet even more wonderful people in my life. During my first year of teaching, I have had the opportunity to work with some of the most generous, kind, and wonderful people. As I look back at the past months, I marvel at how much joy each of these new friendships brings to me. Additionally, I began attending a new church in this city and have been adopted by a group there as well. One of the new friends I made over the last year once mentioned that she loves going out to do various activities because she appreciates the chance to make new friends. I couldn't agree with her more! Even though I stop sometimes and feel overwhelmingly thankful for not only an amazing and supportive family but a network of friends old and new, near and far, I can't help but smile at the fact that just around the bend, God will continue to bring these wonderful individuals into my life. So to each and every one of you who appreciate me for me and who give me the chance to appreciate who you are too (you all know who you are), thank you! I celebrate our friendship.

Shining Brightly

I'm not sure about the rest of you, but this year Spring seems to have been a long time coming. It's been a long winter filled with lots of snow and chilly temperatures. However, the warmer temperatures last week and the beautiful sunlight lifted the spirits of everyone I encountered. I love how much the warm rays makes me feel so incredibly happy and carefree. Thoughts of long summer days outdoors are already floating around in my head!

Just as much as beautiful weather and sun make a difference in my attitude and approach to my daily activities, I find that we can easily apply this to our interactions with the people whose paths we cross each day. Has someone ever given you a compliment or positive comment that made you light up inside? Or perhaps you've gone out of your way to do something especially kind for a friend or stranger and found what an impact it made. It's so simple, yet it has such an amazing effect on everyone involved. As Spring draws near, why not focus on being a ray of sunshine in the lives of others?

In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.
Matthew 5:16

Live Like You Were...Alive!

Only a few years ago, Tim McGraw topped the charts with his song "Live Like You Were Dying." Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman portrayed two men experiencing thrilling life experiences in the movie "The Bucket List." Similarly, Mandy Moore introduced the idea of a list of experiences to check off during her lifetime in "A Walk to Remember." Of course, I can't fail to mention the well-known Latin phrase, "Carpe diem." Not only our current culture but generations and civilizations have passed along this piece of advice. Seize the day. Live life to the fullest. Don't take any day for granted, but live each day as if it were your last. Why is it, then, that we spout this idea in music, movies, and in the spoken or written word but fail to put it into practice? As a recent college graduate and new inductee into this thing we like to call "the real world," I think I have discovered one resounding answer: daily life. It's so easy to get caught up into our daily routines, our jobs, our responsibilities, and prior commitments. I will be the first to admit that I take my responsibilities seriously and wish to be successful at those things I do. In fact, I believe that this is a necessity in order to be a productive citizen and individual. Nonetheless, as another birthday rolls around, I take into account that I have reached yet another year and that my personal life list/bucket list remains rather lengthy.

Flipping to the other side of the coin, being a recent college graduate has afforded me the chance to begin a new chapter in my life and embrace a whole new set of experiences. During the past months, I have settled into a new city, added so many wonderful individuals into my circle of friends, started my career, embraced a new church family, and picked up a handful of new hobbies. One thing I have learned is that new experiences are exciting yet frightening at the same time. Perhaps this double edge sword is what draws us to add these thrilling ideas to our own life lists in the first place. I have discovered, however, that the enjoyment it has brought to my life was well worth the initial discomfort or uneasiness I might have felt. It seems to me that life would be terribly boring if we are only complacent and never take the step to make our hopes, dreams, and wishes a reality.

In a recent conversation with a friend, I similarly discussed the importance of this season in our lives as a defining period of who I will become. Just as it is easy to say that you'll begin the hobby you've always wanted tomorrow or will step out of your comfort zone next week, it's equally more comfortable to say you'll just wait until tomorrow to become the person you truly wish to be. I choose now, this very day and moment, to take the next step in continuing to become a woman I'm proud of. If I know that I want to known as a loving Christian, friend, daughter, teacher, coworker, etc, who makes a difference in the lives of others, then I must make every day count beginning with this one. No matter who you are or where you've been, God showers us with grace and lets us each make a new beginning in Him. Yet again, I stand in awe of my wonderful Savior!

Tim McGraw sang the words, "Live like you were dying." I love his music, but I'm going to have to disagree with his lyrics on this occasion. When I look back on my life someday, I don't want to say that I lived as if I were dying. Why wait until the end when you can begin now? Instead, I want to know that I woke up each day and lived like I was really alive! And as for that life list, hopefully I will have taken care of that each and every step along the way.

Until next time......carpe diem!

Worthless Worries

Some people are big talkers, others thinkers. I can appreciate both personality types because I find myself to fall somewhere in the middle of that spectrum. Some days I pick up my cell phone and call a random assortment of family or friends just because I simply want to talk. My brother teases me that I must be really bored when I tell him I called simply to say hi. I'm sure you identify, though, with the comfort it brings to hear the voice of a loved one on the phone, especially when you simply want to share with someone who really gets you.

I find myself on other occasions sitting back and thinking...thinking about the activities of my day, the conversations I had with others, and the list of events, meetings, and responsibilities scattered across my calendar or listed neatly on my to-do list. It all seems fine and dandy until I mull it over in my mind, think about it some more, pile some more thoughts on top, and soon worry starts to set up house. I'll be the first to admit that I'm a type A personality and top notch worrier. These are not such bad qualities considering that they keep me on my toes and push me to excel. Yet more often than not, I find that I had been uptight about a situation that worked out smoothly or a worrisome possible outcome that never even came to fruition.

It doesn't take someone reminding me that worrying too much is worthless. I recognize that no matter how much I might stress about something, it will not change the situation for the better or worse. What, then, is the more productive response? For this answer, I direct your attention to a well known and often quoted verse:

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
Philippians 4: 5-7

Such a gentle reminder that instead of trying to take the reins and make sure everything works out just so, I only need lay my concerns in the hands of the One who rules all flawlessly. What wonders a conversation with my Savior can do. Yes, I'll choose His peace over my worthless worries any day.

I also think back to a piece of advice I heard on my very first day as a freshman at college. After launching into a somewhat predictable speech about the effect that the next four years would have on our lives, the legacy of scholars that we followed, and the hard work that would be expected of us, the speaker told a story that has stuck with me ever since. He offered that during our time as students, we would face tasks and challenges that were overwhelming and perhaps seemingly unachievable. (Sounds a lot like that worrying I was talking about...) These times, he said, are like trying to eat an elephant. An elephant? He went on to explain that life offers enormous challenges that we can compare to trying to eat this gigantic and tough creature. Although we can't eat an elephant all at once, he suggested that the key to accomplishing this task is simply to take one bite at a time. You can't do it all at one, but little by little and step by step, its quite feasible. The same can be said for the obstacles, challenges, and situations we face in life that can easily lead to stress. Worry won't take care of that elephant, but by focusing on just one bite at a time, situations seem much more manageable. I've been eating one bite at a time ever since. As for worthless worries, I hope that we can all work on turning those over to God one step at a time as well.

A Little Introduction

Welcome to my blog and my first post! You may be wondering, why write on here for others to read? Well, ever since I was little I've had a fascination with books, writing, and the work of an author. Granted, posting on a blog doesn't quite qualify me to call myself much of a writer. However, since I enjoy reading the blog posts of some of my good college friends like Ali and Katie (thanks for the inspiration, girls), I have decided to begin writing my own. You may wonder what to expect from this blog. I haven't jumped on board with all of those out there who write to tell about the activities of their lives; I do plan, though, to post every once in a while on various topics that I feel are worth pondering and sharing. I hope that every now and then it might inspire you, offer you something to think about, and if I'm lucky, maybe just touch your heart as well. Enjoy!