These words have been running around inside me like a current all evening since I read them this afternoon. Back in the beginning, in the book of Genesis, hanging with my friend Abe—when God called him seemingly out of nowhere and told him that He wanted to bless him SO THAT all people may be blessed through him. And isn’t that just the way of it? That God’s purpose in blessing us is really to bless many. It’s never just about us. His blessings always have further purposes that are so far beyond us. We’re blessed to bless others. And in a way that may seem like a stretch from that original passage, it also makes me think of how often we long to be like someone else. Especially in this world of social media, we see everything that others are doing and think that we want to be like them. We want to be doing what they are doing. We want to be blessed like they have been blessed and when we do that we entirely miss the goodness that God has right in front of us. When comparison steals our joy, it also steals all the ways that God can work through us to be a blessing to others. You were made so uniquely to praise Him. There are gifts and talents and so much beauty inside of you that is so 100% completely unique to the you that was made in God’s image, and when you step fully into that—fully into the story that He has for you, His presence in your life can overflow into abundance. God blesses us in so many ways that we don’t deserve and even in seasons where it doesn’t make sense cause we are living the total opposite of His will. But still He sweeps in. He can always change the story. So mostly tonight I’m just praising God that His goodness is meant to overflow out of us onto others, and that we can bask in the blessings of others’ lives as well. And that we each have so much more to offer one another when we’re living fully in our identity as daughters of Christ just as He has made us instead of trying to be someone else. That itself is a blessing, my friend.
Little hints of fall 🍂🍁
Can't believe today marks one whole year since moving to Maryland. Still working on falling in love with it cause #westcoastbestcoast but I'm not going to lie, this beautiful place is certainly growing on me.
Some days are just drive through the country days and nonchalantly stalk the Amish then come home and google all the things while watching for richer or for poorer 😂😂😂
Loving these little hints of fall in the air 🍃🍂🍁 and super duper love that I'm about to leave for the airport to snag a best friend because @caitlinberwick is coming to town!!!
When there is a lot going on in my life and I am feeling overwhelmed, I always retreat. My social media is quiet, my social life is slow. It’s just in my nature, maybe, to just buckle down and quiet my heart and put my head to the ground and persevere. And sometimes that is good and sometimes that is bad. I can be independent to a fault at times, and truly don’t know if I actually know how to ask others for help when I really, truly need it because I am so used to just going it alone. But I’m also learning that inviting people into the journey makes all the difference in the world. I need to invite others into the deep because they help me to celebrate the small steps along the way and help to cheer me on when there is still so much of a hard road to go. This season of overwhelm has everything to do with my health—my long, tumultuous autoimmune journey. This past week I got test result after test result back which is always helpful but always a lot, and there is still so much to recover and so much progress that I am hoping for and praying for that I completely brushed past the fact that for the first time in five years, since this whole journey began, my two autoimmune diseases are officially in remission. That is HUGE and I didn’t even stop to give it a second thought because I was so focused on the work still to be done, until I offhandedly mentioned that to my parents and I saw the celebration in their faces. So here is to a massive victory in the midst of some really difficult years of hard things upon hard things. These diseases have wreaked havoc on my body, and there is still a lot to recover, but this is big. And I don’t want to miss out on the joy that is present in the hard seasons just because it is also still hard. We can still dance and celebrate in the vast and dreadful desert. There is beauty right here even while I’m still in the thick of it, and so much more beauty and abundance up ahead. Finally, finally, a little light at the end of a very long tunnel, and it is good, my friends. It is so good. (Also, I get lots of questions about what this autoimmune journey has looked like for me, and I’m working on an updated post coming soon!).
Sometimes everything must be torn down in order for us to see that Christ truly is at the center of it all, the reason for everything, the source of our life and all life. Even in a seemingly barren land, He rises up. The root and the branch, the Alpha and Omega. He was never absent. He has always been here. Through every story and circumstance, a vine running throughout all of history. Christ is in every last inch. // @shereadstruth
This, right here. The answer to life’s everything. Consider Jesus. The author of Hebrews told those he was writing to in the first verse of the third chapter that no matter what, they needed to consider Jesus. To turn to Him and celebrate Him and meditate on His presence and seek Him above all else. To consider Jesus even through tangled relationships and hard confrontations and the messiness of life rubbed up against one another. To consider Jesus even when circumstances don’t go our way and we can’t see what is ahead. To consider Jesus when there is nothing left and our energy is drained and anxiety overwhelms and we in the deepest pit of depression. To consider Jesus in the deep valleys of wait. He is our hope above all else. Our salvation. Our resting place. The answer to everything we face. Wherever you are, whatever is before you today, I encourage you to pause and consider Jesus. Because while nothing may change, we just might find that He changes everything.
Let’s tear down the towers. Let’s tear down anything that stands in the way of God full at work in our lives. Let’s live lives of surrender instead of striving, and let Him change the story. Let Him sweep in and crumble all those areas in our lives where we have stepped in and made a mess of things, even if it was with the best of intentions. Let’s not build towers in our own name, to make our own name’s great. Where does that really lead us at the end of the day? Let’s build towers in Jesus’ name, and walk forward in His always-enduring strength. Because when we make His name great, He somehow also makes ours great too. Not in this way that should fill us with pride, but one that should humble us completely. He steps in and blesses us and changes us and allows us to walk through really hard things while also promising to heal us. He steps in and changes our stories and makes us His. He gives us the right to become sons and daughters of God and to live lives of abundance in the uniqueness of our own strengths and gifts and talents and live freely and fully in our identities that are ours in His own image. Whatever it is that is keeping you from Him, ask Him to tear that tower down, in Jesus’ Name. // #mylegacyofbeauty