Sunday, October 19, 2014

Fight Your Battle Like a Warrior

"Soldiers are trained. Warriors are tempered. Any soldier can see what the enemy is doing and then report his movements. No discernment is needed to see what is obvious. On the other hand, warriors are leaders who also perceive what God is doing in the realm of the unseen."

- Lisa Bevere, Girls With Swords

There is something we are fighting through, right this minute, that has two faces. Yours is probably different than mine, but they're both battles nonetheless. 

By definition, battle is a sustained fight between large, organized armed forces. Large and organized

Sound familiar? 

For we are not wrestling with flesh and blood [contending only with physical opponents], but against the despotisms, against the powers, against [the master spirits who are] the world rulers of this present darkness, against the spirit forces of wickedness in the heavenly (supernatural) sphere. 
Ephesians 6:12 AMP

Some of our battles are straight up meant to destroy us. (Click it to tweet it) Maybe not all physically, like Ephesians points out. Maybe your battle is trying to destroy you mentally. Maybe mine is meant to destroy me emotionally. Maybe ours is attempting to destroy us spiritually. Relationally. 

But there is good news. 

You and I have something innately in us that is of war-like material. We were made for battles like this. By a strength that comes by the combination of natural (humanity) and superior (the Spirit of God) we are empowered to the Super-Natural. 

Are you as relieved and stirred as me? 

This stuff gets me. Reading the Word of God, from the perspective of a Warrior, compels me to move forward despite any fear that may be clinging to desperately to my feet. 

Therefore put on God’s complete armor, that you may be able to resist and stand your ground on the evil day [of danger], and, having done all [the crisis demands], to stand [firmly in your place]. 
Ephesians 6:13 AMP

Sometimes, to win the battle, we just need to be the last one standing. Yes we're exhausted. Beaten up. Scarred and scraped. We may be bloody and bruised, but we are standing.

And if we are still standing by the super natural strength we've embraced, and the Enemy has exhausted all his resources and schemes, we've won friends. 

Stand firm. 

Prayer is essential in this ongoing warfare. Pray hard and long. Pray for your brothers and sisters. Keep your eyes open. Keep each other’s spirits up so that no one falls behind or drops out.

I love that Paul wraps up this charge with the urgency of community. The one who stands alone, may be strong, but she is vulnerable. Yet, her strength intensifies with each arm she links herself to. 

A warrior is strong and battle ready.
A company of warriors is stronger and activated by one another to win the war. 

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You can pray for me, that God would expand my capacity in this new season of balancing motherhood, womanhood, wife-ing, and leadership. It's been an amazing journey so far, but recently it's been a bit overwhelming. I want to see this season as a warrior would; discerning the unseen. 

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Friday, October 17, 2014

If We Were On a Coffee Date | No. 9

If we were on a coffee date, I'd tell you my mom's in town and I'm so thankful when she flies out here to help us with Sym when our schedules get crazy.

If we were on a coffee date, I'd probably be beaming because this week God went above and beyond with the intentional and inspiration interactions I had. I had women, whom I'd never seen or met before in my life, tell me significant answers about things I'd been crying to God for. It was unreal. 

If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask you what you thought about the connection between prayer and community. I use to think they were connected under the general-Christian-life-umbrella. But this week has flipped me upside down. Like, I'm being forced to study and see if there's something I'm missing.

If we were on a coffee date, I'd tell you I have these new boots that I absolutely love, but am terrified to wear. Haha! Do you have anything like that? It looked adorable on the model but once you tried them on, you got a little freaked out. I may just take the plunge. Sunday. Maybe. Ah I don't know. 

If we were on a coffee date, I'd want to know what you're going to be for Halloween. And if you tell me "nothing" we will spend the rest of our date finding you a costume via Pinterest. Because that's unacceptable. 

What would you tell me on our coffee date?

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Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Every Girl Needs a Sisterhood

A sisterhood is a gathering of women, girls, daughters, who come together with a purpose, great or small, to support, encourage, lift up and love on one another.

That's my Wednesdays. 

Every Wednesday, a couple hundred women and I get together and laugh, eat, cry, gasp, pray and worship the God who is uniquely, yet uniformly, working in each and every one of our lives. 

We are a Sisterhood. 

And while I'm a little terrified to be the new girl, I know I'm welcome. With wide open arms and overflowing generosity.

It's the most amazing feeling in the world. 

If you don't have a sisterhood, get one. I promise you won't regret it. 

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Monday, September 22, 2014

On Preparing and Practicing for the Battlefield

Sometimes I catch myself praying zealous, ambitious prayers I truly mean with all sincerity, until I see God answering them in ways I did not expect. It happened yesterday.

I prayed for God to send me in. I'm pretty sure "Put me in coach," slipped out of my mouth.

I was being serious. I want to play the game.

But almost within the hour, He showed me I'm not ready. I am not trained to run the field for 90 straight minutes. I am not prepared to fight this battle yet.  My armor is falling off me. It's rusty, it's heavy, and any movement I make forward looks like a tripping duck.

I need some preparation. I need to be trained to use the equipment and armor I've been given.

Sisters, God will not send us into battle unarmed and unprepared.  (Click it to tweet it!)

He loves us too much.


When I pray things like, "Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander, that my faith would be made stronger, in the presence of my Savior," I can almost see God the Father raising his big ol' eyebrows, placing his giant gentle hand under this chin and with a soft grin saying, "Well then Sweetie, we'd better get to work." 

He loves us enough to work with us, work through us, work in us. Oh how He loves us.

So that trial, that struggle, that annoyance or sin you and I are fighting to get passed, well honey, it's just some good ol' fashioned practice.

Embrace it. I will too. And I'll see you on the field.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Hey New Mama's, It's Your First Birthday Too

In the month where I feel like I've questioned every decision I make as a mother, this was a welcomed release. I cried because I resonated. I laughed out loud with the girl who said, "On my child's first birthday, I remembered I hadn't slept properly in a year." 

Today I'm reminded that it's okay to be faulty at something so new. We're learning. Whatever it is you're new at, you're learning. 

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If you're new to this space, I usually reserve Mom talk for Thursdays. This isn't a mom blog. But I do blog and I am a mom. So naturally, it leaks through. 

Friday, September 12, 2014

If We Were On a Coffee Date | No. 8

If we were on a coffee date, I'd invite you to my apartment. I started using our espresso percolator again to make lattes and Tyson is going coockoo for them. I need a second opinion.

If we were on a coffee date, I'd offer you some green crunchy grapes, brie cheese, and rosemary cranberry crackers because I'm probably starving and I love cheese. The crackers and grapes are just to maintain "balance."

If we were on a coffee date, I'd be apologizing for taking a phone call in the middle of our visit, but with tears in my eyes, beaming about how God really does provide. I'm not sure why I doubt it anymore. It's really getting silly.

If we were on a coffee date, there'd be a big long story about how I'm overwhelmed about getting a sitter for Symphony for the two days I work at the office. I don't know the first thing about interviewing a nanny, what I should be looking for and how to spot a crazy one.

If we were on a coffee date, I'd explain that phone call was from a co-worker who is quickly becoming a good friend, and her sister, whose baby girl is Symphony's age, is looking for part-time work! WHAT?!

If we were on a coffee date, I'd be a mess. A straight up mess of relief, thanksgiving, and wonder.

If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask you to tell me a story about how you've seen God work in your life this week.

And of course, if you'd like some more cheese.

Monday, September 8, 2014

23 Pieces of Advice for College Freshman

You've made it. The time you've been anticipating for the last four years has finally arrived, and while your Mom has been holding back her sobbing for the last couple days, you are out of your mind excited and nervous.

You pack your bags and secure your graduation gift Starbucks cards securely in your new totally hipster wallet. You and Mom make seven more Target runs and go over all the check lists you found on Pinterest, making sure you don't forget a single necessity. And by necessity, you know I mean those wedges you saw on sale. Duh.

Everything is new. Clean. Fresh.

Your un-inked college ruled notebooks giggle things like, opportunity, freedom, imagination.

What do these next four years hold exactly? Who will you be at the end of this tunnel?

You will be different. 

I don't know the details of your experiences ahead, but here is my big-sisterly advice to you:
  1. You will meet people who will change your life forever; some will make it better and some will make it worse.
  2. Be nice to everyone but choose your friends wisely.
  3. Professors are professional pushers. Don't be offended when you get your first F. Do better.
  4. Some study nights are just too intense for coffee. Insert Red Bull.
  5. Talk to your roommate. You'll be together for 9 months.
  6. Also on roommates, remember they might have been raised differently than you. "Doing laundry" might mean Febreze-ing. #dontjudge
  7. Everyone puts on a good show the first few weeks. The cute boy you saw in orientation might be really bad news.
  8. Also on boys, don't rush into it and it's okay to say no.
  9. Group dates are the easiest way to get to know a guy. No pressure.
  10. Take your vitamins.
  11. Call your mom. She's worried about you.
  12. Get involved as soon as possible. Clubs, groups, sports, committees.
  13. Study your professors. Listen for hints on what they like and always be on time to class. It will go well with you.
  14. Sit in the front.
  15. "Freshman 15" and "Ring by Spring" are real things. #dontfreakout
  16. Don't be afraid of $8/hr. Minimum wage has gotten many of us through college.
  17. US History might not feel very practical, but the A or B at the end of the semester is.
  18. Grades aren't everything, but they are something.
  19. It's okay to change your major. More than once. Or twice.
  20. In three years, Senioritis will return. With a vengeance. #highschoolflashback
  21. Make memories.
  22. Every decision you make will affect your future. Think ahead and think beyond the school walls.
  23. You can be anyone you want. Don't settle and dream bigger.

Get ready to think differently, feel differently, talk differently, dream differently. This is the beginning of a wonderful adventure.

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This post was originally written by me for last year's Freshman. Congrats, you're sophomores now! Be nice to the Freshman.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Messy Legacy of Love

This is what happens when you take too much footage of your child and you get super emotional about her growing up.
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