Saturday, January 29, 2011

running the race

I ran a half marathon this morning that I was not prepared for. I didn't train well due to ankle and knee injuries. In fact, as I lined up at the starting line, all I could think was that I hadn't done one single run in almost three weeks. By the time I hit mile 6 my legs were mile 9 I wanted to quit. The last 4 miles were a blur...It was such an out of body experience. I just remember the small little glimmer of hope I felt seeing the "mile 10" sign..."mile 11" sign..."mile 12" I crossed the finish line the feeling of relief was inexpressible and unexplainable.

How often are we unprepared for this bumps and bruises in this race we're called to as believers? How often are we caught off guard by struggle, grief, sadness, fear, persecution?

Matthew 7:13-14 says, "Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few."

Over and over in Scripture, our journey as a believer is compared to that of a race. As I ran today, it was all I could think of. Sometimes it's hard. Really hard.

There are days we are literally crawling as we inch our way to the finish line. It's in those moments you feel the arms of the Lord around you in ways you haven't before. Psalm 147:3 says, "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 73:26 says, "My flesh and my heart may fail, but You, O GOD, You are the Strength of my heart and my Portion forever!

Sometimes the pain is so intense you really just want to give up. It's in those moments you remember that, as believers, we're committing our lives to sharing in His sufferings. And in that, He is our comforter. 1 Corinthians 1:3-5 says, "Blessed be the God and Father of the Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too." 

Other times you're so numb to it that you feel as though life is a blur. You  fell dead and detached. But Jesus, in His faithfulness, rises above that and brings restoration and redemption. Psalm 23:1-4 says, "The LORD is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me."

And still, other times...the times that make you realize how incredible and faithful He is and how marvelously and brokenly beautiful this whole journey see small glimpses of hope. You rise with His strength. You rejoice in His joy. Romans 5:2-5 says, "Through Him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does NOT put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us."

There's no other race I'd rather be on. I cannot imagine life without my Jesus. Every day I'm more and more blown away that HE CHOSE ME. How incredible is that grace? That in His mercy...chose to die and save. While we were against Him! Romans 5:8 says, "But God shows His love for us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." Incredible grace. That same grace and faithfulness is what gives us strength as we run this race.

Let's do this friends. With the arms of Jesus lifting us, let's do this. Let's persevere. Let's race!

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12:1-2

Thursday, January 27, 2011

good gifts

If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him.
Matthew 7:11

This blows my mind. Completely radically blows my mind. Like, I'm sitting here and I'm still trying to grasp it, still trying to believe it. A part of me believes if I like something or if I desire something, then it must be wrong. It must be an idol. The Lord must not want me to have that... And all the while He's saying He wants to give me gifts, He wants to grant me joy - He is GLORIFIED when I find joy in what He's given me.

John 10:10 says, "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly."

Jesus came to give us abundant life. He is not a kill joy. He DELIGHTS when I find joy in His blessings. He desires to give me good things. When He witholds those things from me that I yearn for, He's not dangling them in front of my face saying, " want this??" In His wisdom, in His sovereignty, in His all knowing plan...He knows when and what will bring Him the most glory and me the most joy.


Matthew 6:26 says, "Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavently Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?"

It really moves me to tears that Jesus says I'm valuable. That I'm precious to Him. That I'm chosen. That I'm royalty. That I'm an adopted daughter of the King of Kings. What makes it even more incredible is that I did NOTHING to get this or earn it. It's a gift of ultimate proportion that I cannot even describe it.

1 Peter 2:9 says, "You are a CHOSEN race, a ROYAL priesthood, a HOLY nation, a people for His own possession, that you may proclaim the excellences of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light." 

May we live our lives this way. I pray I never discredit the promises of God. I pray I look for His blessings and praise Him for each one. I pray I believe it when He says He desires to give me good things; that I would recognize those things as being from HIM and give Him glory for them.

We serve a gracious God!!

Monday, January 24, 2011

Chasing Lovers that won't Satisfy – April 11, 2010

I wrote this close to a year ago - I just re-read it and am so thankful and humbled by how the Lord has worked in my life this past year! It excites me to read this and see the change He's done in my heart and to see He's keeping me broken over sin and when I become stagnant, He disciplines me - in love - and brings me out. Thankful I "stumbled" upon this and was reminded of His faithfulness.

Chasing lovers that won't satisfy...
That's what we do. We chase temporary unfulfilling lovers that are not meant to satisfy us, so therefore, never will. Only Jesus can.

"If we're to encounter the divine Presence, we must enter the interior sanctuary of our heart and, like Jesus in the temple, become indignant over what we find. There is no way to God but through the rubble. We must go through, not around, whatever keeps us from Him. The process is what spiritual people call brokenness and repentance" (Crabb).

With each passing day the Lord has broken me and made it more and more apparent how much of my time, thoughts, energy, emotion, and heart has been poured into the pursuit of earthly things that I have made ultimate in my life. My desires for good things (love, marriage, and children) and for selfish things (affirmation from man, physical beauty, cute clothes, and fun personality) quickly became idols in my life. I have chased and chased and chased these, only to be continually unsatisfied, discontent, guilty, frustrated, confused, hurt...

In Romans 1 the unrighteous person is described as one who "exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshipped and served the creature rather than the Creator” (vs. 25).

After I left College Station and moved here to Lewisville I remember praying the words of a Jeff Johnson song saying, "Ruin my life, the plans that I've made, ruin desires for my own selfish gain. Destroy the idols that have taken Your place until it's You alone I live for." My Jesus has done nothing short of this. He has ruined any earthly desire I have had and over the past few months have been incredibly faithful in replacing those desires with One so much greater: For Him.

In my reading of Shattered Dreams, I have wept as I have read my hearts yearnings and seen my thoughts portrayed. I have been pressed to know Jesus in such an intimate way that NOTHING in this earth could ever begin to explain it. "The Spirit's invitation to experience God appeals to something deeper than easily produced emotions. It appeals to a capacity of soul that many modern Christians have dried up through disuse, a capacity that carries us toward a higher dimension than mere emotions can reach" (Crabb). IT CANNOT BE EXPLAINED!

In this book, Crabb tells the story of a man whose wife died and he is left hurting. He says this with passion, "Tears have become my deepest form of worship." Beautiful. I AM THERE! "When dreams shatter, we long to experience God's nearness in a way that dries our tears. Instead, deeper tears are released." I AM THERE. I am there and I am ever so thankful and grateful to weep in my Lover's arms at night, knowing me chasing Him DOES satisfy. Forever. That even if He says "no" to my earthly desires that seem to NOT GO AWAY, I can still trust Him. Even if I am thoroughly frustrated and hurt and screaming to Him to answer me, I can rest in Him. He has proven His passionate adoration of me. He has shown it in intimate ways that a husband never will, because HE IS MY HUSBAND (Isaiah 54:5). I will one day be with Him, eternally and passionately satisfied in ways that our minds cannot comprehend (or handle) because it is so great. I await that day with anticipation and joy.
Abandonment. What does it look like to completely and fully abandon yourself to Jesus Christ and HIS glory and will? What does it look like to take up your cross and follow Him? What does it look like to abandon and leave all in this life to be surrounded by the presence of Jesus Christ? "True abandonment, giving ourselves to God in utter dependence on His willingness to give Himself to us, pleads only mercy. It allows no room for control. It includes no claim on God that obligates Him to do anything. Only suffering has the power to bring us to this point" (Crabb).

He has brought me there. He has humbled me and brought me to my knees, releasing my false sense of control. He has removed any prideful idea of entitlement that I somehow thought I could maintain. He has shown me His undying love and mercy, in spite of my ever idol-chasing heart. He has brought me into His presence that is "gentle, imperceptible, dark, which evaporates if one tries to describe it...but which sustains life" (Iain Matthew). He truly, really, deeply SUSTAINS MY LIFE. It's entirely in His hands.

Bless the LORD, O my soul, and do not forget His benefits! He forgives your iniquity, He heals all your diseases, He redeems your life from the pit, He crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, and He satisfies you with good... (Psalm 103:2-4)

Jesus. You are enough. You hold my heart. You know my thoughts. You created me from the dust and You said it was GOOD. Jesus. You are enough. Your love sustains me. You redeem me. You pursue my heart and deeply desire to bless me. Jesus. You are enough. You do not withhold good from me. You give me all I need, and in Your love grant me the desires that press me into You. Jesus. You are enough.

Ah! Gentle and so loving
You wake within me, proving
that You are there in secret and alone;
Your fragrant breathing stills me,
Your grace, Your glory fills me
so tenderly Your love becomes my own.
- St. John of the Cross

Sunday, January 23, 2011


The Lord tore me up today with Matt's message at church. I'm still in the midst of processing it. The Lord has been faithful in disciplining me and teaching me consistency in pursuing Him and obeying Him with reading the Word. As I've been in the Word the past few weeks, He has been so faithful in revealing Himself to me and showing me how broken I am and how beautiful He is. How sinful I am. How my rebellion and sins have greatly offended Him, the Righteous Judge. The more I study the Word to more I see how great and mighty and holy He is - and how FAR from that character I am, left to myself! We don't like to think of God that full of wrath and a hatred for sin that HAS to be punished.

As Matt was going into detail about this today at church, I literally sat there and wept as I listened. I couldn't take notes. I couldn't even turn my head. It was as if this force (Jesus of course!) kept me staring straight as he spoke, and I wept. I wept over my sin, I wept over my selfishness in wanting my desires to be put on a higher scale than others, I wept over my idolatry and desiring my "good" and the temporary pleasures of the world above Jesus, I wept over my fear of man and lack of boldness in sharing the gospel with the lost I come into contact with every day, I wept over my impatience with the sin of others while I'm in sin myself! so prideful, I wept over the importance I place on the external while ignoring the internal. Matt then phrased the question "if your thoughts were placed on this screen for all to read, what would you do..." I lost it then. The shame, humiliation, guilt, embarrassment, raced through my brain and I felt so overwhelmed I almost walked out of church. But the thing we don't think about often enough (I don't think about often enough)...


Those "hidden" thoughts and agendas...those manipulations and "secret" sins...they aren't secret. They aren't hidden. The Righteous Judge, the King of Kings, the Sovereign Ruler...He sees them.

This overwhelms me. It scares me and overwhelms me like nothing else can. What overwhelms me even more is what Jesus did for this. Because our sins deserve a judgment, an eternal damnation (hell is a real place) we're in a dilemma. We've sinned and committed treason against the greatest King and it must be punished. Outside of Christ, that punishment will occur on judgment day. The lost will stand before Jesus and be pronounced guilty on EVERY SINGLE SINFUL ACT, seen or not. Every single sin will be judged and punished. Not just once...forever. A forever judgment and punishment outside of Christ.

Is this not enough for us to share the gospel with the lost?

For believers,'s different. Jesus. That one name holds our hope, our redemption, our reconciliation...Christ is our answer. Instead of being pronounced "judged. unclean. damned. blemished. stained. unworthy. hated."...we will, with the blood of Jesus Christ, be stamped "justified. pure. accepted. unblemished. unstained. worthy. loved."

Does this not blow your mind? Does this not make you weep at your sin, knowing the great extent of it, and knowing that JESUS PAID FOR IT ON CALVARY. The fear I feel in standing face to face before God Almighty because of the magnitude of my sin?

Christ felt that separation so I didn't have to.
Christ felt that hate so I didn't have to.
Christ felt that judgment so I didn't have to.

And He's made me worthy. His striped have healed me. His blood has purified me.
He took my sin and replaced it with His righteousness.

May we never fail to revel in this grace. (unmerited favor)
May we never lose sight of the cross! 

If you want to hear the message from The Village today, podcast it or go to our website ( and listen to it. It will challenge and encourage you greatly! It will point you to the cross!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

we need Jesus.

Over the past year I've realized small things in my life that used to not bother me or convict me disgust me now. The more I grow and mature in Christ, the more aware I am of my own sin and frailty outside of Jesus. The more I study, meditate, read, and see the beauty, holiness, might, greatness, and flawless character of God, the more repulsed I am of my own sin and the world's darkness, the more I grieve for the lost souls of this world and fear the mighty and righteous Creator.

This "Christianity" game 80% of our nation's no joke. And when all the cards are dealt, people will be screaming in agony and regret, forever separated from Jesus and any goodness or holiness, in continual and eternal damnation, grief, and pain.

This has become so real to me lately. My calling in life continues to be more and more alive and tangible. People all around me, every single day, are dying...dying a death with no ending. Dying an eternal death that I will never come close to understanding, praise my Jesus. How can I just sit around and somehow get content with laziness and sin? I'm a walking miracle and testimony of the forgiving grace of our Savior, Jesus Christ. If you're reading this and you're a believer, so are you.

We are called:
to be a light in the darkness (Matt. 5),
to defend our faith (1 Pt. 3:15),
to look like Jesus (Phil. 2:5, Matt. 5:48),
to be His ambassadors (2 Cor. 5:20-21, Eph. 6:20)
to war against sin and the darkness in this world (Eph. 6:10-20)
to be agents of HIS RECONCILIATION (2 Cor. 5:11-19)

I study Scripture and I see a grace I don't understand. I want to just continually mimic David when he says in Psalm 8, "When I look at Your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have set in place...what is man that You are mindful of him? And the son of man that You care for him?" Who are we that Jesus would even look upon us, dark and dead in sin?

Yet He chose to. For His glory He chose to, and it blows my mind.

I study the character of God and I see greatness and humility, justice and mercy, righteous hatred and love, grace that is greater than all my sin. I can't help but be mortified that I willingly go into situations of sin...that I choose rebellion against the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. More and more, I hate my sin and grieve that I have offended so great a God that we serve. And to think He forgives me, the wretch that I am. That He forgives, as far as the east is from the west...that He removes my sin. That it's nailed on that cross of calvary, forever.

I need Jesus. We need Jesus. We are nothing a part from Him. I pray that as each day passes while I'm here on earth, my sin becomes more and more vile to me; I pray I never lose sight of the holiness and glory that is Jesus Christ. I pray I fight and wage war against sin. I pray He uses me as His vessel in the kingdom so that souls are pointed to HIM.

Man, oh man, my head and heart are so full tonight.

Lord, You are good and Your mercy endures forever!

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I love You.

I've read this Psalm too many times to count. Yet...I really don't remember ever reading this one verse. I love how the Lord does that. In our obedience in pursuing Him in truth, He blesses us. He blesses us with opening our eyes to truth that we've read or overlooked 20, 30, 100 times and BAM, it's in your face. He did that today! He's so good.

I love You, O LORD, my strength. Psalm 18:1

Wow. I read this and I'm just in awe. Sometimes it's so easy to be wordy with the Lord. To use a lot of words. To study a lot. To get knowledge and knowledge and more knowledge. But growing in affection and adoration is a different thing than growing in knowledge. They must be intermingled! How often do we, like the psalmist, simply say "I love You, O LORD..." I can just imagine David saying this. In the preview of the Psalm, it's explained this way,

"A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD, who addressed the words of this song to the LORD on the day when the LORD rescued him from the hand of all his enemies, from the hand of Saul."

He opens with "I love You, O LORD."

Every single day Jesus rescues me. From myself. From my sin. From death. From my enemies. How often do I simply sit at the feet of Jesus and say "I love You. I love You. I love You?" I want what David had. I want a love for Jesus that overides and overwhelms every other love I have in this world. I want to be obsessed with Him.

I pray Psalm 18:1 becomes the cry of our hearts!

I love You, O LORD, my strength.

Saturday, January 15, 2011


Today I feel beyond blessed for my family. As a 26 year old woman, I realized today that I have never asked my parents to tell me their story of growing up. Both of them came from tough, broken can I even begin to truly understand and love them without knowing these details? So, I asked my mom.

My respect, love, and adoration for her has grown. I can't wait to ask my dad now.

So, here's a tribute to my family...the greatest earthly blessing. I'm grateful and humbled in ways I could never vocally express...or even express in words. God is so gracious.

My precious niece. Crazy about her.

My parents. Married almost 30 years!

My little brother. Love this guy!

My nephew, John Andrew. Cutest 6 year old in the world!

Faith Elisabeth - this 2 year old brings joy to everyone's lives!

Andrew, Grace, Timothy, and I. Siblings. :)

My girl.

Love this boy so much!

My crazy momma. The most amazing woman I know!

John Andrew. <3

My daddy. I'll always be his little girl.

We have fun :)

Most precious little family!

Saturday, January 8, 2011


Oh come, let us sing to the LORD; let us make a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation!
Let us come into His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him with songs of praise!
For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.
In His hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also.
The sea is His, for He made it, and His hands formed the dry land.
Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!
Psalm 95:1-6

I'm on family vacation with my family. We've been in Colorado the past two days, and we're heading to New Mexico tomorrow for the next week. I'm blown away by the beauty and majesty of our God. As it says in the above Psalms - "the heights of the mountains are His..." Incredible. I look at the mountains and I'm reminded how small I am. How short my life is. How insignificant I am. And how great He is...and how that awesome greatness chose to be humbled and die to save the sinfulness and wickedness of humanity. What grace! What mercy! I pray I never lose sight of this.

Train ride...the view was incredible!

The road leading to my aunt's land and cabin. So fun!

Sangre de Cristo ("Blood of Christ) mountain range


They call it the Sangre de Cristo ("Blood of Christ") mountain range because of this...when the sun sets it reminds people of the blood Jesus shed for salvation. So so cool!

Frozen creek I found when I was out running. So beautiful!

God is so good and gracious to give us this! I'm so thankful and blessed by His daily care for us...and the way His reveals Himself and His attributes through creation. I love it!

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

26 and single.

Some nights are harder than others.

Tonight was one of those. It always seems to be harder when I'm around my family. I think it's because I feel that extra pressure. My older brother is married with two kids, my younger brother has a serious girlfriend...then there's me. The "always single and never dating." No one ever says that, but it's one of those "unspoken" things I feel. I think it's also because my family knows me like no one else does. They know that innate desire that's always been within me...they know being a wife and mom has always been my greatest earthly desire. They've also known how hard it's been when I try to mask it for other people. They know me through and through and love me. Support me unconditionally. Pray for me. Want the best for me. I'm humbled by the love and care they show. It's hard.

And dang Taylor Swift. Why does she have to speak my heart? I was driving home after dinner with my family and the song "Enchanted" came on. And like the typical emotional woman I am, I just start crying. I silently speak my heart to the Lord, praying for the fulfillment that I know He gives. Praying for comfort and rest. Praying for truth in this night as my mind was in a constant battle.

He is so faithful. I can't get over this. I don't want to get over this. Ever.

It's funny how He prepares us for battle. He prepares us for those tough times, those "dark nights of the soul", in whatever form they may be in. All day today Isaiah 54:4 has run through my mind - "Your Maker is your Husband, the Lord of hosts is His name. The Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer, the God of the whole earth He is called." It's been one of those subconscious things I haven't really noticed, but I couldn't shake it from my head. It just stayed there.

As I was driving home and crying and talking to the Lord, He kept speaking that into my heart. He is my husband...He is my husband...He is my husband. He loves me unconditionally and without fail. He loves me when I give Him absolutely nothing in return. He's my Maker. Holy Cow...the one who formed me and knitted me and made me...He calls me His own. He redeems me from the pit, and despite my sin, loves me still. He is the God of the entire earth, and He loves me. He's my husband.

I get home tonight and I have a message from an old friend from college I rarely, if ever, talk to. She messaged me to tell me she read a facebook note I had written to my family (along the lines of singleness) - she proceeded to encourage me, speak truth to me, understand me, and share that she's praying for me. If that isn't the love, care, compassion, and pursit of Jesus Christ, I don't know what else is. How incredible is it that Jesus is so in tune with me that He, in His love and care, blesses me this way. Sweetly reminds me of His promises in this way. Gently chides me and shows me HE IS TRUTH.

He is good and He does good.

Saturday, January 1, 2011


Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.
Cast me not away from Your presence, and take not Your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit. 
Psalm 51:10-12

I've spent the majority of today alone, which somehow always ends with me thinking about life. Being that it's January 1, 2011, my thoughts have been focused on the year of 2010. Whenever I've thought about this year, the above verse always comes to my mind. I guess you could say it's been the theme of this past year. Through the Lord continually breaking my idols, renewing and transforming my way of thinking, and shattering what I held as ultimate dreams, He has shown His intimate devotion, passion, love, and pursuit of my heart and His glory.

He's continually creating in me a clean heart. He's given me eyes to see the world through the gospel and His love. No longer is my waitress someone here to serve me, but I'm here to serve them. No longer is the Wal-Mart cashier another human being, but a soul who will one day meet their Maker. No longer are my parents the people who I take for granted expect to always love me, but those who I must fight daily to love them with all my being. (and to add - I'm so thankful for their continual patience and grace for me! I'm a mess!)

He's in the business of renewing a right spirit in me. He's showing me I cannot take pride in my Christian liberties. Just because I have the "right" to do something, doesn't mean I should. Instead of looking at a situation of "how much can I get away with" the Holy Spirit has me look at it as "how can I best glorify the Lord? How can I most reflect His person and work?" He has shown me the great sacrifice He paid for my soul- my life was bought with a price. Glorifying Him with my entire being is not a suggestion, but a command.

In spite of my sin, He has not cast me away. He won't. In spite of my rebellious nature, He will not remove His Holy Spirit. John 10:27-30 says, "My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father's hand. I and the Father are one."  No one will ever snatch me from the hands of my Jesus. I am HIS. He adopted me and made me His daughter. This is incredible and astounding to me! In His grace and love, He has pursued me and won me. Forever.

Every day, He continually restores the joy of my salvation. He willingly holds me. He restores my soul...He leads me in the paths of righteousness for HIS NAMES SAKE. (Psalm 23) In brokenness, in confession, in joy, in sorrow, in love, in hope, in peace, in joy, in contentment, in discontentment...He restores me. He reminds me of my salvation. He reminds me (in specific ways) the joy I felt when I was first saved. I remember singing "I am a C. I am a C-H. I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N!" as a young girl. THAT same joy He has restored to me.

All of this...all of this He's done for Himself. For His glory. For His renown. The number one thing He has taught me this past year is that this life is about Him. It's not about us. It's about Him...and how incredible is it that He is glorified when we are joyful? When we are fully satisfied in Him? John 10:10 says He has come to give us life and give it abundantly. Where is abundant life found? IN JESUS!

I'm nowhere where I thought I would be at 26 and I praise the Lord for it. How He has worked in my life this past year is nothing short of beautiful and I can't imagine being anywhere else. I am safe in His arms.

I've tasted and I've seen, God, You good.
You're worth it all.

Happy 2011. :) Here's to the road ahead!!!