10/31/11

weekend update

Happy Halloween, y'all!
Cowboys and Indians was so much fun. I won't lie, I'm pretty proud of my home-made costume. Note to self: home-made is the way to go, inexpensive & modest! We were a big hit at the party and had a blast, even though we were some cold Indians who hid inside most the time.

I could get used to J being a cowboy real quick. What a cutie! I love his grip on Hagen, who absolutely needed to be in every picture his daddy was in. A friend of mine made these feather earrings for our costumes, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to wear them all the time. And my moccasins? Made on a legit reservation by a friend's Native American father. So cool.

I'm so in love with being a MOH already. Does it have to end in May? Can I just be your MOH forever? It doesn't really work like that, does it? We went wedding dress shopping Saturday, I cried a couple times, as expected. She looked like a dream in every dress she put on {duh}, but I'm pretty sure she found the one. It caused me to cover my face with my sweater and sob. I'm a reactor, can't help it. And then we stopped by the reception site so I could squeal and freak out over that too.

Good weekend. Monday always seems to come so fast, doesn't it?
Goal for the week: Keeping my eyes on Jesus. Every day. Good & bad. More on this coming later this week ;)

10/28/11

5 Things

Skirt//Express, Top//Gap, Scarf//Target, Boots//Brownings, Ring//Thift store in Seattle

1. I could eat Buffalo Wild Wings every day and never get sick of it. Although I'd probably get very sick....
2. My favorite songs are "Georgia on my Mind", "Jolene" {I equally love the Ray LaMontagne & Zac Brown Band versions}, & "Footloose".
3. I cry pretty much every time I worship. Which includes in the car, alone. 99.9% of the time they're happy tears, but I'm always convinced people think I'm on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
4. I was that kid in grade school that skipped recess to read. I also read all the Lord of the Rings trilogy in the 4th grade. Where do I go to get my Major Dork badge?
5. Nothing makes me insane like when people come to a complete stop before making a turn. Didn't you have to go to driving classes?! Don't they talk about that? Go!!

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10/27/11

LC on the brain


See, this is what happens when boyfriend goes out of town, my roomates have to study, I finish my Halloween costume {cha-ching!}, and I watched Scream home alone and am certain there's a serial killer downstairs. I play with my extensions and put on more makeup than I've ever worn in public to avoid going to sleep. And take photobooth pictures.

I really wish I was capable of waking up more than 10 minutes before I need to dash out the door for work, because I would totally wear these things every day. I mean, they give me Lauren Conrad hair! What girl doens't want that?! Wait, I'm not the only girl unhealthily obsessed with LC, right? Close second for ultimate girl crush {behind Ms. Emma Stone, of course}. She's just so pretty. And stylish. And sucessful. And perfect. Okay I'll stop.

I'm just really thankful BR has a Kohl's, because if I couldn't get my hands on her line I'd be royally upset. I just appreciate that she makes clothes that are realistic and cute. And maybe I buy them because I want to be her. Ok. Enough.

Currently Obsessing Over:

10/26/11

Awkward & Awesome Wednesday


Awkward
-You know what's super awesome in coffee? Ground cinnamon. Know what's super disgusting in coffee? Ground cumin. Good morning!
-I'm sorry and really embarrassed to say this, but pit stains. Um...I've been sitting at my desk all day. Where did those come from?!
-Our church's halloween party is Friday, I've opted to make my own costume {from scratch}, and I haven't started yet. Frick.
-WHY IS IT 85° DEGREES IN OCTOBER?! That cold front was such a tease, my emotions can't even handle it. I'm hot. And I don't like it.
-The fact that thinking about the LSU v. Bama game quite literally makes me feel like I'm going to vomit. I've never been this excited about a football game and it's a week & a half away. Someone medicate me.

Awesome
-French braids on a lazy day. And my hair being long enough to get in a braid!
-The guy at Smoothie King knows my name. While some would file this under awkward, I'm over the moon at the chance to walk in next time and say "the usual". Yes!
-Packages in the mail. Especially packages that contain the sweater you've been dreaming about all week.
-GMail chat that allows for awesome conversations across the city.
-Ok, I know I'm incredibly behind on this, but Gungor! How awesome are they?! They pretty much make up my entire work playlist at the moment.
-A community group that you can be totally honest with. Always. Even about the ugly stuff. I think everybody needs something like that. A place to be you, even when you don't necessarily want to be you.

10/25/11

let's do the dang thing

Dress//Old Navy, Cardigan//the Loft

Simple and easy. Baby steps, y'all. I wish you could've seen my roommate and I taking these. Awkward central. But she's hilarious and got me to loosen up by posing herself {she's a pro, of course}. So there you go. First style blog. Done.

{By the way, I just got this dress at Old Navy last week. Chiffon and comfy in all it's glory, it's one of my new favorite pieces. Go get one. Stat.)

I've been thinking on this quote for a while, so I thought I'd share it and let y'all do the same. 

"Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle." -Steve Jobs

Fingers crossed. One day.

10/24/11

instagram upload

This weekend, mom, pops, & I headed up to Lake Charles to watch Sam Houston State University beat up on McNeese. Is it wrong to cheer for a Texas team when you're as Louisiana as they come?

Not when you've known this kid since diapers, and he's an absolute beast on the field. 5"1" standing next to 6'4" is pretty hilarious, huh? Riley and I have known each other forever {that's his dad in the previous picture. everything really is bigger in TX.}. He's an offensive lineman for SHSU, and literally 3 times my size. 

Even if you've never met my parents, I bet you can pick out which ones are Bollingers and which ones are Smith's, can't you? {Hint: I got my height from my parents, & Riley's mom is bending down next to my mom.}

And then I made the abosolutely awful, terrible, night-ruining, but awesome decision of eating this monster AFTER I had basically eaten my body weight in sushi. Still recovering.

Alright. That's the weekend update/instagram upload. Tomorrow? First style blog. 
{Also, you can find me on instagram! blakehb}

10/21/11

Currently Obsessing Over:: Navajo Prints

1. Tank Dress//Obey   2. BB Dakota Bordeaux Jacket//Urban Outfitters  3. Scarves//Unknown (I'm really, really sorry)  4. Coats //Pendleton  5. Earring//Sadie, Etsy

{I may or may not have upwards of 6 articles of clothing in this print in my closet. When I do something, I do it.}

10/20/11

Honest Opinion

As I look around at the blogging world, and all the networking and possible relationships, I get a little bummed out when it appears to be all about self-promotion, all about upping your followers and page views. Not all blogs are like that though, through getting more involved, it's been so awesome to find some blogs that are super genuine and heartfelt. The kind where you kind of feel like you do in fact know them. I hope that's the kind of blog Fearless is.


So remember that one time that I said "I don't know if I'll ever be the girl who can take pictures of herself/outfit without looking like a total goon, so for my pride's sake, I'll use polyvore to share, k? I know, you're bummed you don't get to see me make an awkward fool of myself. Another time, friend."? Well, I might be making a liar out of myself...

I've never really thought of myself as chic, I just pull together what I like & wear it. But in recent months, with the acquisition of an "adult job" and therefore an "adult life", I've been somewhat forced to step up my dressing game. I won't lie, I've been impressed with myself. I know I have a lot of clothes, but learning to put them together and actually look...oh, I don't know...fashionable? Cool! {insert pat on back} I know I've previously referenced The Daybook Blog, and how much Sydney inspires me, but I'd like to introduce you to another blog. Lindsey at Ruby Girl. She's pretty awesome. She's actually taken some time out of her day to email back and forth with me about blog growth and tips, and also about what it's like to be open with your faith on your blog. Lindsey has a project she's started recently to "prove to the world that Christians don't have to be stuffy...and that some of them have shockingly awesome style." She calls it Fashion & Faith. It's basically a list of bloggers who love Jesus, post regularly, and dress fashionably.

I'm thinking I might apply.

But that means I have to start taking pictures of myself. Ah, can I handle the awkwardness/get over the insecurity of it all? And will the few people who read this blog think I've totally sold out? Because I think that's my biggest fear. While I'd love to apply and get the chance to join the ranks of other female Christian bloggers, I don't want it to appear that I'm just trying to up readership. And I want Fearless to remain what it's always been, a place to process, to grow, and to share life. And I mean, I know I'm no Sydney Poulton, would I be making a total fool out of myself trying this?

So, here's your chance to yay or nay this idea. Or say you don't care. Or encourage me to go for it. Whatever you think. Any voices out there?


10/19/11

Awkward & Awesome Wednesday!


Awkward
-Not blogging yesterday. That felt weird. I had a headache/head full of bricks and couldn't think of anything remotely witty. Not that I'm witty anyway.
-Kissing your honey goodbye and realizing mid-kiss that there's someone literally .2 inches from your faces. Yea, that happened yesterday.
-My recently aquired need to wave back at people who stare at me. I'm gettin' ballsy, y'all.
-The awful, terrible, embarrassing screeching noise my breaks are making right now. And the look of terror in people's faces when they hear it, like I'm about to go careening into them.
-The dangerous corner in my office that I always whip around and slam straight into someone. And the fact that I always do my "huh huh huh" laugh to try and make it less awkward, which in fact makes it more so.
-Me. Just me, in general. The more I'm forced to interact with others, the more I realize that I function in a constant state of awkward. Should I be sorry about that? Because I'm just not. Sorry yous guys.


Awesome
-Best friends. The people you're just doing life with, who get just excited about your life as you do, who don't just tell you what you want to hear. That's awesome.
-When people trust you with their babies/want you to hold them {i.e. you don't have to ask, they just hand him off}.
-Can we just go with babies in general? Yea.
-Two words. Fish. Fry. This weekend. I'm happy as a clam just thinking about it.
-You knew it was coming-this weather!! I walked outside yesterday and literally {yes, literally} danced around the parking lot, yelling articles of winter clothing at random. "Boots!! Scarves!! My leather jacket!! Oh happy day!!" As if my coworkers don't already think I'm nuts.
-Listening to my roommate and her boyfriend's conversations {oh hey, I'm creepy!}. I'm seriously considering asking their permission to start quoting them here, because they may be two of the funniest people I've ever eavesdropped on.
-This "Our Story" video. I seriously laughed out loud multiple times. These two are so in love and hysterical at the same time!! Go watch it.

Feel free to share yours!
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Happy birthday to my favorite little sister. Seriously, how cute is she?

Bug, in honor of your birthday, I've decided to share our most embarrassing picture ever, side by side with the picture that best sums up our relationship.
No, I am not wearing a shirt. Yes, I am trying to force her to let me brush her teeth. That's an impressive death grip I've got on her head. What great parents do we have that their gut reaction was to take a picture and not to save you from your insane older sister. Look at those crazy eyes! Goodness. I'm sorry.

10/17/11

Toot your own horn

Have you ever heard a song on the radio and immediately thought yea...that's pretty much written about me. Don't lie, you totally have. And all the sudden you've taken it on as your theme song. Your walk in music. Yea, you know exactly what I'm talking about. It changes every time you find a new one, and that's totally okay. I just found my new one, and I thought I'd share it as an opportunity to hear y'alls!



So, what do you consider your theme song?

10/14/11

Imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed.



The above photo will be featured in the November issue of O {Oprah's Mag}. This is Katie Halchishick, co-founder of Healthy is the New Skinny. And she's my new hero. The dotted lines in the picture show where Katie would need to be cut and nipped in order to obtain the same dimensions as the Barbie she's holding. Uh yeah. Take a second look. That waist is outrageous. And that's what society is pushing us towards. Skinny=beautiful. Beautiful=acceptable. Acceptable=secure. Secure=happy. Such crap, and you know it! I know you know it! I know I know it. But we so easily forget that these are all straight lies we're being fed. You know what one of Satan's biggest enemies is? A woman who loves the Lord and is completely secure in that. He can't twist the truth to make them hate themselves, he can't drive them to self-destruction in the name of beauty, and he can't rip apart her relationships with insecurity. He just can't do it. And that is awesome.

Ok, ok, I'll get off my healthy, not skinny soapbox {because you can read it herehere, & here}, & let a couple of other well-spoken women get on their's for a moment. 

"You cannot be a healthy person, let alone hope for healthy children, if you sigh and moan every time you encounter your own image, eat a cookie, or see an airbrushed model on a billboard. Even if it amounts to wholesale pretending, go pretend. Walk around pretending to be a woman who likes her body… Because every step toward self-love you take, and every inch of confidence you give someone’s daughter, makes the world a better place….

You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful."
-Amy Bloom

"Is 'fat' really the worst thing a human being can be? Is 'fat' worse than 'vindictive', 'jealous', 'shallow', 'vain', 'boring' or 'cruel'? I've got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don't want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I'd rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before 'thin'. And frankly, I'd rather they didn't give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons. Let them never be Stupid Girls."
-J.K. Rowling

Grasping the reality that if I forever spend my days hating my body, then that's what I'm reflecting to any girl who ever looks up to me and eventually, to my daughters, is a game changer. So I pray that I will always be the refreshing breath of air who is thankful for the body she's in, not pining for someone else's.
A girl who is far more focused on being a reflection of the Savior and the attributes that follow than a reflection of beauty and thinness.

Lord, let my heart not sink when I dig into that awesome piece of pizza or reach for that tall glass of sweet tea. Let my sense of self not come from the second looks of men and the cat-calls of strangers on the street. Let me not leer at skinny girls or cry over size 0 jeans. Let me be someone who takes ownership of her frame, and makes no apologies for it. Let me be more focused on being independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, & funny than looking like girls who are airbrushed to death. Amen.
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& this playlist is my baby. Pretty much the greatest 90's playlist ever. Ya welcome.






 

10/13/11

{YouTube Thursday}

I hate to make it sound like I spend all day on YouTube. I really don't. I'm actually pretty run around like a chicken with it's head cut off busy all day. But I have moments of solitude {read: lunch hour}, and I spend a majority of that time on YouTube. So I thought I'd share some of my favorites today! Yay!

First of all, I've had this song stuck in my head for the last 3 days. I mean...it's Augustana. Where does that even come from? I don't know, but I can't {won't} stop.

Best. Marriage. Proposal. Ever. Ok, the dancing at the end is crazy cheesy, but I'm so in love with this.

I think this is how I reacted when I found out I was going to Disney World the first time. But I was 17.

Another song I've been basically listening to on repeat. And linked to previously. I'm sorry, I'm just all about power anthems right now.

Solid prank bro. Solid.
I think this might be my most favorite video on youtube at the moment. Brilliance.

10/12/11

Awkward & Awesome Wednesday


Awkward:
-The amount of laundry I need to do right now. No really, it's taken over my room. I'm pretty sure it's starting to scare my roommates. Also I have no clean clothes, which is awful.
-Seeing a guy I dated in high school in Win Dixie {what are you doing in BR?! Seriously}, and making J hide me when we ended up right next to him in check out. That was really only awkward because I made it awkward
-The fact that between 10 & 11:30 AM all I pin on Pintrest is food/recipes. I always feel the need to apologize. I'm just hungry, y'all!
-The amount of youtube clips I've watched today. And the fact that I just want to post them all here. But I won't.


Awesome:
-My best friend is finally engaged. I don't have to lie anymore. Thank you Jesus. & being asked to be a maid of honor. Never had that happen before, and it is a nice feeling, I won't lie.
-Those sermons that God uses your pastor to straight punch you in the face. We had one of those Sunday. Still recovering.
-Lunch twice in a row with my best girls, dinner tonight with one, and then dinner tomorrow night with another. Biggest thing I've learned about "adult" life is being intentional about spending time with people who fill you up. For this week-check.
-97.7. Yeah, I just changed your whole driving experience.
-This:
Photo cred: Loupe Theory Studios



10/11/11

Less words

This blog is two parted. Part "this is what God is teaching me right now" & part "holy crap my best friend's engaged". I could've split it into two, but why make it easy?
Part I:
"Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips."
-Psalm 141:3

I'm a big talker. Don't worry, I'm aware. I don't see it necessarily as a bad thing, I'm a big people person, I also love to listen, and I like to think most the things that come out of my mouth are pretty positive.

But I could also learn when to shut up. Or at least think before the words come out of my mouth. Because in all honesy, I don't think a whole lot before I spout off my opinion or a story. I also realized recently that I've gotten kind of terrible about interrupting people when they're talking to either insert my part of the story or my opinion or something. It's not cute.

I think a lot of the reason my mouth works that way is because it's the way my mind works as well. A million miles a minute, non-stop, bouncing off the walls. But if we're being blunt, my words looking that way just don't reflect Jesus very well, ya know? So I'm ready to be more intentional with my words (btw, I feel like that word is the story of my life right now.) And for now, that means being a little bit more quiet. Taking a little bit (or alotta bit) more time to think about what I'm about to say. It means not telling 10 minute long stories and always, always, always having something to say.

"My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry,"
-James 1:19


I'm really excited about this and what God's going to teach me through it. More to follow, I'm sure.
{Sidenote: you know those days where you can just feel Satan on you? Like he's prowling on you especially hardcore that day? Poking at your already tender insecurities, bringing up thoughts that you just know aren't from the Lord. Is that just me? I doubt it. Today's one of those days. I've been finding myself going come at me bro like every other minute. End sidenote.}

& Part II: after jump

10/7/11

Game Day.

Oh Friday. I just love you. Almost as much as I love your friend Saturday.

My super awesome coworker Lauren invited me to go to the LSU v. Florida game with her and some friends tomorrow, and you know I'm on that like white on rice. Football game? Florida? A weather forcast that reads like a dream? You don't have to ask twice. So I'll be attending my first game as an alumni, first game not sitting in the student section, first game not getting to the gate 2 hours before they even open (which is 4 hours before the game starts). I'm just plan excited. 

So naturally Lauren and I have been discussing what we're going to wear all week. It's the "gold game", but let's be honest. Who looks good in yellow? That's right, no one. So I'm going the purple route. And the comfy route. No game day dresses for me, no sir. Therefore, here is your weekly installment of

Outfits I'm Not Embarrassed By

Game day


Shorts/Old Navy//Tank/Target//Scarf/Target//Shoes/Shoeffle//Purse/Macy's//Watch/Fossil

Oh. I got extensions, y'all. Just the clip in kind, but oh MAN. They make my hair dreamy. And long enough to braid again. I'm a big fan.

10/6/11

It Takes Two











Today is Jana Rae's 23rd birthday. First birthday we haven't spent together in years. She's over in China being a rockstar and changing lives. I miss her so much it hurts sometimes. So much, in fact, that I can't even get all poetic and eloquent here.

So happy birthday best friend/soul sister/3 year roommate/bedmate/road trip partner/accountability partner/world traveler. Love you more than words can say. I know you know I'm proud of you, because I tell you everytime we talk.

"Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, 'Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?' And I said, 'Here am I. Send me!'"
-Isaiah 6:8

Get. It. Girl.

{Also, in honor of the date of your birth, I've been singing "It Takes Two" -Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock all day. My coworkers love it.}






10/5/11

Awkward & Awesome Wednesday!


Awkward:
-Being seated right in front of the door at a restaurant. And you're alone, waiting on a friend. And when I say right in front of the door, I mean so in front of the door that I laughed the entire 10 minutes I sat there alone. Because it was so awkward.
-The bro at the gym who asked me if I had a husband. Didn't even try to ease into it, just "so...you gotta husband?" I'm pretty sure my response of "nope. and I don't want one" kind of threw him off. 
-The doctor who gave me my flu shot asking me if there's any chance I could be pregnant. 4 times. 4. Times. Trying to hint at somethin', doc?
-This super sexy waddlewalk I'm doing right now because my legs & butt are so sore. Oh & the cute grunt I'm making everytime I stand. Hawt.


Awesome:
-Boyz II Men. On repeat. All week.
-Tickets to the LSU v. FL game. Oh yeah baby.
-This site. You're welcome.
-The weather this week. And the direct connection the drop in temperature has on my awesome & benevolent mood.
-My roommate saying "oh mah gah. yogalates was SO hard tonight!" and my quick retort of "white girl problems." And the fact that we both winced through the resulting laughter because we're so sore.
-My coworker who told me I'm a "breath of fresh air in the office". Thank you so much, kind sir.
-Haircut days. Those are always the best days. And today is one, peoples. And on top of that, you know what's awesome? Having a super great relationship with your hairdresser. I'm a hair snob, I'll admit it, and the fact that I endlessly trust my girl means so much.

What're your Awkward & Awesomes?

10/4/11

New York, New York

I'm a big dreamer. Always have been, just talk to my parents about my childhood for 10 seconds and I'm sure they could spout off plenty of ridiculous things I said.

I have two versions of my "life long dream". The wild one, and the attainable one.
Am I really about to share my dreams on the world wide web? Ah, guess so. Here goes.


New York. Never been, but I want it so bad I can taste it sometimes. And not to make it on Broadway or anything like that, I'm not an idiot, I know I can't sing. I just want to be all up in that hustle and bustle, dog eat dog-ness of it. A writer for SNL. Eventually a cast member? That's the big dream. Not that I think I'm nearly as funny as Gilda Radner or Amy Poehler, but it's just so inspiring to see how these hilarious, witty women have broken into the boys' club that used to control SNL and marked their territory. It makes a whole lot of pride well up inside of me and really makes me want to be a part of it.

I saw the movie Funny Girl for the first time when I was 9, and it changed my life. Untainted then by the actress's political propaganda, I realized that Fannie {good ole' Babs Streisand} was me. I was Fannie Brice. Unrelenting, refusing to be just another pretty face, and funny {try to read that sentence remebering I was 9, so it was innocent confidence, not cockiness}. And Fannie does it, dammit! I mean, her husband goes to jail for embezzlement, and that's not exactly what I've dreamed for myself, but Fannie doesn't bend. And while my dreams of being on stage have long given way to the reality of life, I just know watching that movie as a 9 year old (and now as a 22 year old) brings me back to life everytime. It makes me feel so inspired. I love that woman. So if someone asked me what my big dream is, this would selfishly be it. SNL.

But yeah, that's not really in the cards, and I'm so okay with that. Because my attainable dreams are pretty awesome too...

You know the drill. Wife and mom. But not just any wife and mom. A woman that other wives can walk next to and can seek Godly advice from, and when I speak they can hear wisdom and God's words, not mine. Mentoring girls and walking them through things like the amazing women in my life have walked with me. Raising kids that are on fire for Jesus and know He is the Way and the Truth and the Light. Being the kind of wife who makes her husband's life easier, rather than more difficult. The kind of wife who builds her mate up and is the kind who her children call blessed. I know those dreams are in reach, and one day I'll be able to look around and know I'm living in these things I've dreamed for so long.

A while back I asked my Twitter friends if they could live out some dream they have, and know they wouldn't fail, what would they do? The answers were awesome, here's a few of my favorites:

"Lead Kanye West to Christ."

"Open an orphanage and share Jesus' love with every orphan in the world. Or take care of every orphaned child who has a disability."

"A home with a somewhat revolving door where souls could get care. And selfishly, barefoot Saturdays in our backyard with my mate and wee ones."

"Lead mission trips across the world for a living while being a dedicated wife and raising sweet babies that love Jesus."

"Run an organic baby food company complete with a farm and use profits to feed hungry kids around the world."

I mean...how can you read that and not feel inspired? I read a quote the other day that said "if your dreams don't scare you, they're not big enough." Dreams are supposed to be scary. They're supposed to be leaps of faith. It's scary to think about leaving all this and hiking my butt up to New York and trying to make it. So scary, in fact, that I'll never try. And that's okay. It's an equally scary thought that one day I'll be responsible for someone else's well-being, but it's awesome, and I know God'll be right next to me every step of the way.

So I'll ask you the question. If you could live out your biggest dream, and knew you wouldn't fail, what would you do?
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This playlist is just where I'm at today. Join me.

10/3/11

weekend update.

Oh how I love Sundays. Our church has been teaching on how to really experience the Sabbath the way the Creator meant for us to. Josh spoke on it last Sunday, and it made a huge impact on J and I. He talked about the fact that God took the time to rest on the 7th day, so why do we think we don't need to? We're so terrible about using it as another day to get things done, and we wonder why our souls are so thirsty all the time. At least I know mine usually is. I spend so much of my time pining after rest, when it's my choice to be still or not.

 It's actually really made us evaluate the way we spend all of our time together, not just Sunday. It's usually spent zoned out on the couch in front of the TV because we're both so tired at the end of the day. But no excuses :) I knew I really wanted to get outside this weekend. I went for a 2 hour walk around our neighborhood, which is canopied by these awesome oaks, and listened to all the worship my iPhone has to offer. And it was amazing. I've found the ways I connect with Him the most is through his creation and worship, so a culmination of the two left me feeling so humbled and in love. And then I made J lay in the grass with me for a little while. He told me I looked like his dog all sprawled out in the lawn. I certainly hope I look better than Hagen....

So anyway, do you give yourself time to rest? To breathe and sit in the unexplainable peace only time with the Savior can give? Because let me tell you, it's a game changer. This Monday was far less daunting after spending real, intentional time feeding my soul yesterday.

{Any interest in the rest of my weekend? After the jump.}