Thursday, April 17, 2014

Little beauty. Little inspiration.


 
"She's a dreamer and a doer..

 
.. A thinker and one who see's possibility everywhere.. 

 

...She finds her beauty from within...

 

...So as she pulled back her hair, she set her sights on God, and vowed to finish her race in victory.." 

My little bug you inspire me. 
As always, Xoxo.
Elizabeth.





Snow and Snowman's.

Usually as an Iowan it's normal to expect cold winters and the occasional drastic temperature changes during those winter days. Notice I said, "occasional".. Yeah, well not this year. "Occasional" temperature changes isn't the word for it, I would say not even close. Here in Iowa, this 2013-2014 winter has been anything but a breeze. No exaggeration. One day it is snowing and the next it is a high of 77 and sunny. One day I am layered in clothing trying to do anything and everything to not let the cold touch my skin and the next I am out in shorts and a tank getting turned a nice golden-brown with a tint of sunburn. Talk about your wardrobe being extremely confused. No trying to plan ahead here!


I do admit though, the snow made my fence look pretty.. so of course the natural response to that was to take a completely necessary picture.

Snow can be a lot of fun too I guess, I mean hey, "Do YOU wanna build a snowman?.."

 
( Notice her eyes closed. This is her new way of thinking picture taking is done. And I guess the sun might have played a role as well =] ) 

 

I'd have to say that you are never to old to get out and play in the snow. Nerveless build a snowman. Always have dreams and always set goals but never forget that during the midst of all the chaos and crazy that there is this thing called life that your living and it's okay to sometimes just sit back and enjoy. Because at the end of the day, at the end of your life, you won't remember the chaos and mess, you'll remember all the time you threw away from being caught up in the nonsense that doesn't really matter. It's okay to live life, it's okay to enjoy. I think about my little sister. She is 4 and I'm 16. I'm gone in 2 years and I often wonder if she will remember me being here, growing up with me around. To me each moment I have left with her matters.. it counts. Make every moment you have with the ones you love count. Because once it's gone, it's gone. 





Thursday, April 3, 2014

B&W "Wordless" Stories

I've always had this soft spot for black and white pictures. Maybe because I think that's the type of person I can be. Honest and opinionated. You're either in or out but no between..hmm. Or maybe not. Maybe I just have a passion for them. I don't know, it really probably doesn't matter.

I think they tell a story, they can describe words without having to say them. I guess they just tug at my heart. And yea, I know, none of these really go together in one "category", but i'm still sharing some of my most recent precious moments that I've captured and to me, they tell a story. :)

                         ( sweet mommy snuggles.. ) 

                         
                                   ( A boy and his dog )


( baby snuggles )


.."He trains my hands for battle; he strengthens my arm to draw a bronze bow".. -Ps.18:34 


( little piggies ) 


As always.. Xoxo. 

-Elizabeth

Reflection of Love..


     God’s love. 

I'm reminded of a personal story and i'm going to share it today. Just like i wrote up there in big bold letters.. God's Love. It’s something everyone thinks about at least once. We sing songs about God’s love all the time, we tell him how thankful we are that he loves us, but some people only go as far as that. They don’t pursue his love and they never really believe he loves them on a personal level, to them it’s no more than a song in that very moment. It wasn’t till one of this past summer’s outreaches that I participated in till I truly got the realization of how God really does love me. It became real, not just a song that I sang on Sunday mornings.

It was a Saturday afternoon, an unusual time for us to do an outreach, but the need was there and so we met it. We packed things up, hopped on the bus and off we went. Because it was Saturday, a lot of the people who regularly helped and attended these outreaches were working or had other prior commitments and that left us with very few to do the outreach. In my head, even though I had nothing to do that Saturday, I didn’t want to spend my day doing an outreach, but I went anyway. My attitude already going into it was crappy, and that was the wrong attitude to have. My motive was off, because at the time my focus of “God loves me” was all about me. Well..WRONG. 

We pulled up to where we were doing the outreach and started to set up. On this particular day it was hot, humid, and windy. The sky looked overcast. We all got our little assignments from our leader as what we were to do, and I was to work the face painting station. 

“Really”… is what I thought, “I can’t paint or draw anything to save my life!” 

Out of all the things, why was I placed to do that? Once again my focus was still on me, but God wasn’t finished with me yet. He’s just funny like that. So as I started to set up the paints, water, and everything else needed, the kids started coming. One by one they would come stand in line, their faces lighting up to know someone would want to draw a little heart or sword on their face. To them it meant the world, to me it seemed little and petty. No big deal, I wasn’t a great drawer or painter, so why’d it matter anyways? But it did. As each child approached my part of the station my heart started to soften, but it wasn’t then I realized He was softening me.

Time had passed and most of the kids had already gotten their face painted so they were checking everything else out. As I sat and watched the pure joy right before me, my focus slowly started shifting and everything else I had been thinking earlier in the day slowly slipped out of sight. As I was watching things unfold in front of me someone came to me and asked if they could paint a heart on my face, I of course said sure, not thinking anything too big of it. Right as they finished, it began to rain… And not just rain, but pour. Of course right, why wouldn’t it just down pour right then and there?

 I was reminded- “For you brethren, have been called to freedom; only do not use freedom as an opportunity for the flesh but through LOVE to SERVE ONE ANOTHER.” –Galatians 5:13                                                                                                                                                  
It wasn’t about me. And little did I know that the storm that came and soaked us all was a big part of the story God was trying to show me. As it was raining God was painting a picture of his love towards me and what it really means. His love is so big, like an ocean, but He didn’t die on the cross and pour out his love for only me. He loves me so much that he gave me the ability to love and serve others like He did. He’s given me the ability to love others unconditionally. God’s kingdom isn’t a picture of me or you, it’s a picture of him. We all seem to have these, ME attitudes. How it’s all about me, and I was guilty of that. Serving others and consistently putting everyone before himself was what Jesus did. His love for the people who were completely undeserving was unconditional, and that’s how we are to be. My focus, my perspective on God’s love, and my attitude changed that day. It’s not about me, it’s about others. It’s about loving them the way Jesus did.

That rainstorm also showed me one other thing about His love. After already feeling completely grateful and overwhelmed with what God had showed me, through all the chaos and mess, the down pouring rain that soaked me completely, I went home and looked in the mirror. When I looked in that mirror, there’s only one thing I saw, that little heart that was painted on my face. UNTOUCHED. Not even smeared. Still there whole and perfect. And that is what it was all about. God showed me that He loved me so much, He cared enough to correct me when I was wrong. His love is unfathomable. He showed me that no matter what storm you face, no matter where you’ve been or came from, there is nothing that can take his love for you away. He is there through it all, He doesn’t change, He doesn’t move. He is unfailing. 

Who would have thought that me working a face painting booth would have given me the realization of God’s love, but it did. Somehow that little heart made it through all the storms and disaster, but it’s just like Gods love, it never runs out. That outreach is a day I will never forget, and I am forever thankful. Thank you Jesus. You overwhelm me.

 “Your love never fails, it never GIVES UP, it NEVER runs out on me…”
  

  




Thankful Thursday.


   

   "The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows his handywork." -Ps. 19:1

   Thank you Jesus for reminding me daily of your astounding beauty. Holy, holy, are you God.

The heavens DECLARE your beauty, they tell your story, they remind me of who you are! Nothing to big, nothing to small, you Jesus are creator of all.


"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows his handywork. Day after day they continue speak; night after night they make him known. They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout all the earth, and their words to all the world. God has made a home in the heavens for the sun. It bursts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding. It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race. The sun rises At one end of the heavens and follows it's course to the other end. Nothing can hide from its heat." -Ps.1:1-6
 Oh God, you amaze me. I stand in awe tonight. All glory to you. How beautiful are you! How majestic is your name in all the earth!

                   


   Oh thank you Jesus for setting me free.
   For choosing me.
   For appointing me.
   For setting me where I am.
   For reminding me of who you are.
   For sharing your beautiful creation with me.
   For showing me how good you are.
   For restoring me.
   For reminding me who you made me to be.
   For putting joy into my life.
   For putting a smile back on my face.
 
    Oh father let my life be a blessing unto you.  Let your way be done in me. Jesus, I live for YOU!

- XOXO. Elizabeth.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Happy Birthday my Little Bug.

   I really should get better at this blogging thing. Maybe make it a priority? But then again, to me, that's just not reality. As I meant and had in my mind to post this already Monday, (and it's now Friday) procrastination got the best of me, again.
SO...

To my one and only, and forever little sister, watching you turn four was nothing but pure joy. Being able to watch you go from being wrapped up in a little hospital blanket and seeing those little hats sag on you head...



 
 
         ... To then watching you start to discover the world around you



You stole my heart from the beginning little bug. You stole everyone around you with them bold blue eyes. Always filled with such wonder and amazement. The simplest things would take you in and make you
content. So curious. Such a dreamer.  



With you around, there is never a dull moment. Your sass takes us all to a whole new level. You are a source of joy in our everyday lives, and to me you will always be a sign of faithfulness from God. Always
believe in God's word to you baby, he will never fail you. You are a fulfilled promise. 

 I never realized how fast time really does fly, or how much you can grow up in just one short period of time. I remember all of the good days of you being a baby, but I also remember the bad. I remember those nights when you would be at the hospital not being able to breathe, I remember being scared, but I also remember you being a fighter. You may have only been one or so, but you still encouraged me. I remember you taking your first steps.. I mean it only took you till 16 months, but hey, who says you have to follow the book and be like everyone else walking at 11 mo. That is what made you, you. For you my bug, are you and only you. Unique and perfect, the exact way God intended.


   As you would tell me.. " Sis, I just love you all the up to the moon"...


I often wonder if you will ever remember me living here at home with you. In just a few years I'll be up and   out of here, but baby one thing never changes. Forever you will be my little sis.


 So as I reflect upon all the memories that have led up to making you four, I start to realize you aren't so little anymore, you aren't a baby. As you would say, you are very big, big, big, BIG girl. And as you just continue to get bigger, grow up, and continue your journey, you can always count on me.




So my little bug, there's only one thing left to say. Happy birthday my very big girl.


   Much love,
Elizabeth. XOXOXO.
 
 

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

 As I sit here and ponder all the things on my heart today I feel like there is so much I could write about. But there is just that one thing in particular that never seems to escape me. Friendship.
To me it's a subject most of the time I try to stay away from, only because bringing it up brings up reminders of the pain it's caused me. It's a subject that has brought many tears, that has broke my heart over and over again, but it's also a subject that talking about has brought healing.

Ever since the day I was born into this world, somehow I've just always been the one to stick out. Growing up I never learned new things or did the right steps like the other kids did at the right time, I was always ahead or behind them, but never with them. I was always the unique one you could point out from the crowd, the one with maybe the loud mouth and a strong will. And trying to just "fit in" and "make friends" was never my thing. The more I would try to fit in, the more I would just stick out. The more I tried to be friends with someone, the more they wouldn't stick around. I've had countless friendships that have ended in tears and misunderstanding, so much trust that was misplaced, and the more I try to fix them, the worse it got. I've been the girl who's had gossip and lies spread about her all over. And when your only 12 and things like that are happening, it's difficult to not take personally. You know that crowd over there, the circle of friends all chatting and laughing and looking like they are having a great time? And then in the midst of that "group" do you see the one that's sorta in the group but standing mostly on the outside trying to be apart but just not fitting in?.. well there ya have it. I watch this over and over and I see the disappointment on the faces of the teens and young ones just trying to fit in to have a friend. And when i see it, it breaks me, because I've been there, I've been that person.

I never share things like this, but I feel like God's telling me it's time. The battles you face and go through aren't pointless. There's a reason and if you let God take control, he will use them for His glory in the end. He will bring you into His victory.

 Friendship is a tricky thing. It's complicated, it's messy, and it requires trust, but when you become friends with the RIGHT people at the RIGHT time, it can be the biggest blessing. In fact, friendships are supposed to be a Godly thing, they are supposed to be full of Him. Having friends isn't bad and having friends shouldn't be a dreadful thing, that's not how God made it. A friendship will always have it's ups and downs but a Godly friendship will always prevail. The saying, "You are who you hang around with.." is so very true. In the culture and society that we live in today having a "BFF" or a "group" of friends is looked at as a necessity. And if you don't have one or aren't apart of some group or don't like what everyone else does then you are looked down upon as a reject, and sadly the people who seem to "have it all" make sure to make you feel like that. They make it known. Its better to be yourself and have no friends then be just like your friends and have no self.

Growing up in a twisted culture that tells you that if you don't have at least more then 10 friends that you are then a no one, is not ok, and it's not right! Since when did Jesus ever say as long as you have 10 friends that that's the only way I will love you or accept you? JESUS is to be your best friend, and when he is your best friend, then Godly friendships will follow.
Being young and going against the "normal" of this world, isn't easy, and for me to think all this time that me not fitting in and having countless friendships lost was a bad thing is not all bad! Because in the end, it's brought me closer to Jesus, it has given me the chance to make him MY best friend.
 
I often look back on my life at all the Friday night's spent home, and hearing about all the fun things people would go and do but never being invited myself, I look back on all the nights where I wold be in the midst of a crowd of  "friends" and just feeling so alone, like I would never have a friend that is actually a friend.. I look back on the nights where I was convinced that there was no one that could "handle" me and my opinions and honesty but when I look back at those nights, those are the nights where I found Jesus with me the most. Those are the nights where he would speak to me about my purpose that being with friends or being in a certain group of people isn't what defined me. Being honest won't get you a lot of friends but it will get you the right ones. Don't EVER compromise whats right just to keep a friend, because you doing that is hurting them, you speaking up is saving them.
 
 I look back on the friendships that I wish wouldn't have ended how they did. I often think if I could only just go back in time and fix them and make it better and not said what I said, that it would all be fine. But I always remember one thing, God didn't call me to just sit back and not speak up, but to do what was RIGHT, and not what was easy. God didn't call YOU to sit back and let your friends smoke pot right in front of you and YOU not say anything! He didn't make you to FIT IN with the crowd and be like them. He made you to be salt and light to a world that only knows darkness! He made you to glorify Him with your life, your words, your actions, your heart, AND your friendships. That means who you hang around. And if you are the one like me who is sitting all alone while the rest of the kids your age are together because YOU are choosing to do what's right.. EMBRACE IT. Because you my friend are pleasing unto God.

I always thought me not fitting in was a horrible thing. I thought not having friends was the end of the world. But the older I've become the more I've realized that having friends isn't what it's all about. MY life is to glorify God, not to have friends that make me popular. Being a teenager shouldn't be a contest between who can have the most friends, and the fact that the world, media, and movies have made the teenage life look like all it is about is relationships and having all these friends to be someone important is a shame, it should be about giving your everything to God and loving your family, it should be about desiring to please God Almighty. He know's your needs and your desires and he says to never be worried because He will provide for your EVERY need, right on time. But YOU have to trust Him with your whole being.

When you give your life to God, when you give him everything you have and lay it down before Him and follow Him, He will put in your life the right people at the exact right time, he will bring you an unending friendship with Him, and will put someone in your life to call your friend. He will restore and mend those broken friendships that were lost over misunderstanding, because He makes ALL things new! He is my restorer! He is my friend!

So to all you out there feeling alone, to all you who have been where I have been, I have good news!
You aren't alone, and Jesus is waiting for you! In time, God is bringing you your friend. To be nobody but who God made you to be in Him in a world that's trying everything it can to make you someone your not is one of the hardest battles you will ever fight. Never stop fighting. Never stop trusting.

Someday you will have that friend where if you declare the floor to be lava they will actually pretend it is.. and that's pretty cool, because some people don't, even though you just said it is.
Keep being patient my friend, it's not all for nothing! Open your heart up and let God write His story in you. :)

   "A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.." -Proverbs 18:24

Much love,
xoxo. Elizabeth.