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Tuesday Things, 26 Aug 2014

The fall lineup is around the corner.

I’d like to tell you having little to watch over the summer motivated us to minimize loading up our DVR with shows this fall, but sadly I do not think that’s the case.

I’ve decided to forgo a couple shows, but for the most part, yeah… Fall lineup.

I successfully avoided making the chocolate peanut butter whoopie pies I mentioned last week.

However, since it’s a holiday weekend, and OU kicks off the season, I think there’s a celebratory obligation there, right?

Football. Oh Fantasy Football
Speaking of football, after ten years of marriage, you’d think I would be completely accustomed to football widowhood.

I suppose I am to some degree, yet every year is unique in its own right. The draft is tricky in that sense.

There’s lots of “research” and “concentration” required.

I’m using quotes to be funny, but any hardcore fantasy football player knows it’s actually true.

Since we’re still talking sports...

Softball ended last night. I can’t be sure, but I think a tear streamed down Will’s left eye as we left the field.

Or maybe it was sweat?

Regardless, he’s super bummed it is over, and I’m super thankful there’s no fall league.

My closet needs a major overhaul.

It’s been over a year since I combed through, and it’s long overdue.

I needed to do to it last weekend when Will was gone, but didn’t. Perhaps I’ll get a jump on it this weekend.

I think this is my way of saying I’m ready for fall?

Sorry all you summer lovers. Don’t worry, I’m not pulling our Christmas decor like all the stores seem to be (Seriously marketing people?! It’s AUGUST).

And let’s not kid ourselves, we know how bad I am about Christmas decorating anyway!

Everyday for the last week I’ve packed peanut butter for my afternoon rice cake snack.

Everyday I’ve eaten the rice cakes plain, followed by the peanut butter with a spoon an hour or two later. I’m starting to wonder at what point I’ll just start bringing the jar up here?

Alright, dears, that’s it for today. What’s new with you?

The Batchelorette One & Look Ahead

Hiiiii!

We have a holiday weekend looming.

Forget that it’s only Monday, let’s get excited!

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Okay, I realize it still feels forever away, but indulge me.

How was your weekend?!

Mine was different than most, but still good in its own right.

I was a batchelorette this weekend!

Will made a trip to Pennsylvania and back in one weekend.

20 hours one way.

Just typing that makes me exhausted.

Future disclosure to come fairly soon on why exactly Will was gone, but until then we can agree he had a whirlwind of a weekend!

And I pretty much worried the whole time. Driving that long and far is very taxing on a person. He had a friend with him, so they slept in shifts, but if was still not exactly ideal.

Anyway, with Will gone I was on my own this weekend.

If I didn’t make a game plan, I had a terrible feeling I would wake up Sunday morning in a carb stupor and find myself covered in cereal boxes, magazines, and canned frosting.

So I made a game plan. smile

Will went in early Friday, so I skipped my morning workout to help him get out the door and see him off.

The good news was that even though I skipped my usual workout, I was able to hit the gym Friday night to work back, biceps, and shoulders!

I’m not a fan of working out at night. For me, if I don’t do it in the morning, I probably won’t do that all.

However, with Will gone it gave me something to do and allowed me to “make good” on my usual Friday scheduled workout.

I got home, did some laundry, showered, and ate homemade fried rice.

Then I got to babysit!

Woo hoo.

Layla and I had a great time.

Hanging with my best gal

We played kitchen, did our hair, watched a show… I don’t know how you mamas do it.

I taught her how to hop and then march with high knees and everything in hopes it would tire her out.

Turns out I tired much faster than she. Ha!

Well played, Layla.

After she tuckered me out, I headed home with the pups.

PS- I totally hate when Will is gone, especially at night.

Saturday came early by choice.

I hit the gym and worked legs crazy hard. I’ve been going heavier lately and was pumped to bang out 5 reps of 360 on the leg press for the first time in months.

360lbs. I'm coming for you 400!

I focused on light weights and high reps for so long, and it felt good to change it up again.

As bodybuilder Dr. Jim Stoppani says, “Everything works, nothing works forever.”

I love this quote. Future blog post!

After my workout?

Well, let’s just say nothing starts your morning like a post workout slap in the face with ice cold water.

I did the ice bucket challenge. I wish I could share something witty, but all I can muster is- holy cow that water is cold!

Here’s a link to part of the video. 
Here’s my after, sopping wet.

Ice bucket challenge:After

And yes, I’m wearing the same thing as I did when I babysat Layla haha. It was well into the evening when I babysat and if I’m going to get up early the next day to workout, I sleep in my gym clothes for one less thing to do and one more reason to get up! smile

Anyway, Saturday morning we visited the Canadian County Fair in El Reno, Oklahoma!

Hanging with my best gal

We went early, before it got hot, and saw lots of animals.

The county fair!

The county fair!

I loved seeing them all. Plus seeing how friendly and playful most of them were reminds me why I enjoy animals so much and choose to follow a vegetarian friendly diet.

Layla like most of them, but was afraid of the poultry and ponies! I thought for sure she would like the horses but she was scared. Maybe next year?

The rest of the day was all about food prep and laundry. I even read part of a book, which I rarely do on weekends.

Saturday night I went back to my parent’s for pizza and hanging out.

I am so thankful for my family. I love them so much! I was bored out of my mind Saturday and am so thankful I have them so close and can spend time with them.

With Will gone, I didn’t go to service on Sunday and instead watched online. I don’t know why I’m weird about not physically going since I was on my own, and I guess I should pray about it!

I hit the gym and got a few things done, and by late morning my dear, exhausted husband was home!

He looked like a complete train wreck. From Oklahoma to Pennsylvania and back in two days. Yeah, that will do it to you.

I was so glad to have him home! I missed him so much. He slept most of the day, so we didn’t really hang out, but I was just glad to have him home.

So now we start another week. A short week with a holiday on the horizon. Woo hoo!

Let’s take a look at what’s ahead this week:

-Tuesday Things
-A gym friendly circuit
-August Ipsy Review
-A gold ring in a swine’s snout

Check in tomorrow! 

Are We Good Enough?

Today we’re not talking about trying out for a sports team, or whether you’re good enough to do this or that with whatever league or society is prevalent in your community.

Chances are, you are good enough. So chin up and go after that goal.

We’re not talking about those types of things (if you can believe, you can achieve!).

We’re talking about something different.

Something unpopular.

Nonetheless, I feel compelled to address being “good enough,” because everywhere I turn I see images reinforcing this mentality, and it’s leading people astray.

The truth is, my dears, we are not good enough.

I know what you’re thinking.

Especially if you’re a millennial (trust me, I get it), “But...but...we’re special.”

Indeed we are.

In fact, if you ever want to know just how crazy special we are, read Psalms 139.

That’s another post for another day, though.

Although we are certainly special, we are not good enough.

As the Scriptures say, “No one is righteous—not even one.” (Rom. 3:10, NLT)

Plain and simple.

Here’s where I step on toes, but in respect (and since you’ve come this far), please bear with me.

You see, we will never be good enough to stand before a holy God and plead our case.

He is holy, we are not.

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We don’t save ourselves. God saves us.

What good was Jesus’ death if we can achieve our own level of self awareness and “god” status that’s prevalent in our culture today?

It was necessary because, despite the messages we see everywhere, we can’t become our own gods.

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We get to God through his son.

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Even our best, our very best , is filthy rags before an almighty God.

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It’s nearly impossible to understand this concept, though, because we are swimming in messages that tell us “we are enough.”

Talk about a smart deception.

And so perpetuates the ongoing difficulty to reach people for Jesus in a society suffocating in self-centric messages.

I realize this may sound narrow minded to some, but I believe the Bible is the inherent word of God. It’s God’s love letter and instruction manual, and the words within confirm this truth.

All I choose to share is that which is within, and since that’s what’s inside, that’s what gets shared.

If I’m wrong, and there are all sorts of people who believed differently I end up bumping into in Heaven, well then, I’m wrong. Let’s party it up in Heaven together.

However, all I have to go by is the Bible, and it does not read this way.

I realize I am among the minority of people these days, yet can’t help but feel all the more importance to lovingly shout the truth in my heart from the rooftops.

If we disagree, we disagree.I’ve had this blog for nine years. I would hope we can discuss our differences and still be friends by now, right?

Right.

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So that’s my heart today. Actually, truth me told, there’s a lot more I want to share but I think that’s enough today!

I’m pretty excited about this weekend. Layla is with my parents for the weekend which means tons of cuddles, giggles, and fun is only two.doors.down.

Somebody stop me.

Actually don’t. It’s happening.

More fun to come!

Thursday Things, 21 August 2014

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Alright sweets, we are nearly weekend bound. Let’s finish strong!

Let’s talk about how this week is most certainly not my best in terms of eating healthy.

Not.at.all.

It involved this 5,000 calorie cupcake.

I'm dead.

Plus Will had two softball games Monday, one at 6:30 and one at 9:30, also known as past my bedtime.

What do you do when you have a two hour gap between games?

You eat French fries and fried pickles.

Real life.

And then I felt like a big heavy greasy bomb was in my stomach and I kind of wanted to slip into carb coma and pass out until morning.

So I did.

It was raining for Will’s second game so I stayed in the truck and fell asleep.

Supportive wife.

I also got to spent some quality time talking to a dear friend this week.

Oh girls, I am so refreshed by our conversation! We are not extremely close, however we have a common bond and love for God that has allowed us to strengthen, encourage, and pray for one another. 

Winning.

I’m kind of pumped about the weekend.

It involves a trip to a nearby fair with a little two year old girl. I’ve never been more excited to sweat my butt off in 100 degree heat and pet smelly blue ribbon goats in my life.

Here she is last year. Where does the time go!?

The fair!

Speaking of time passing, Lucy turned 8 this week and Boz turns 8 this weekend.

I fully acknowledge they’re not real kids, but I seriously can’t believe how quickly our time has gone with these old pups.

In hindsight, I feel a little guilty about getting them during our 45 day vacation home from Kuwait back in 2006 (but there was really no other time unless we waited until we moved home).

What were we thinking!? Staying with my in-laws with unruly puppies biting, tinkling, and flopping about!?

the babies

I also cringe about how we tormented our neighbors with their yapping during the nearly 2 years they lived with us in Kuwait.

Bad neighbors. Bad dog parents.

It’s probably a good thing we didn’t have real kids back then. We were totally clueless.

Soooo I’m 100% positive I’m not preggo, but guys, I’m having some seriously strange and insatiable cravings lately.

Like some weird stuff. Last night for dinner Will had leftovers and I had a giant bowl of broccoli and then proceeded to squeeze tablespoon upon tablespoon of mustard over it.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?

Don’t google that stuff either or it will pretty much make you worry about everything.

Okay, that’s it for now friends. Check in tomorrow! 

WIOW: Couch Potato Moves

Wiow

I am all about fitting in your workout however you can. However, I’m not so much into accomplishing my daily workout while watching TV or cleaning the house.

You know what I’m talking about. The cheesy ones you see in fluffy magazines that also tell you that rock hard abs come in just three minutes a day.

Don’t get me wrong, I love to incorporate exercise into these activities, but I don’t consider them a workout.

I consider them bonus.

I don’t get too strenuous during TV workouts, but I do keep moving.

We DVR everything, so I do these exercises during an entire hour-long show, which ends up being about 40 minutes.

Those bonus workouts add up during the week.

In fact, you can burn about 15 calories every five minutes from light calisthenics. 

I realize that doesn’t sound like much, but when you do the math and add that up over the course of a show a night five days a week, and those bonus moves pay off.

Here are some of favorite moves.

Remember, this isn’t a “real workout,” it’s extra work. Mostly isolation exercises.

Just something to keep you from sitting all night. If you’re like me and sit all day at work- I need it!

Here’s some inspiration to get your own ideas flowing.

WIOW

Add this to your usual routine throughout the work week for some extra burn doing something you were already going to do anyway (watching tv!)

Check in tomorrow for more fun my dears! 

posted in Health & Fitness,The House bullet permalink bullet 8.20.2014

Food Lately

Hey sweets!

Let’s talk food lately.

I get on kicks and eat things for weeks on end, get bored of it, start with something new, remember the precious thing, and then the cycle restarts.

Today I wanted to share a few things that have tickled my fancy lately.

Like the fact that Morningstar finally stepped up and created a veggie burger made with nonGMO soy.

I was so excited to see these in the store, and am glad to know Morningstar listened to what so many vegetarians and vegans have been begging for.

Food lately

The burger is good, full of veggies, and doesn’t taste fake. A winner overall.

Okay, confession time.

I’m kind of anti juice.

I mean, I like juice, but so much of it is full of sugar. Plus it’s liquid calories. Calories I can use for other things like whole fruit.

Or peanut butter.

Anyway, when Will’s family visited last month I picked up this Tropicana Farmstand juice.

Food lately

I had some leftover and decided to swap out my almond milk for juice in my green monsters to use it up.

Let’s just say it was the best worse decision ever.

Or worst best decision?

I have no idea.

Let’s just leave it at being a good decision. 

It turned my green monsters into a delicious choco fruit smoothie (thanks also impart to my chocolate protein powder).

I’m not going to make buying this stuff a habit, but I definitely see myself doing this as a treat again fairly soon.

The 90s called and they want their food back.
Food lately

I had an insatiable craving for something crunchy and salty last week. All too often I succumb to digging through Will’s chip bag for the tiny pieces at the bottom just to kill the craving.

As an aside, why are those tiny pieces so darn good!?

Anyway, on a whim I tossed these guys I to my cart. Like juice, I kind of feel like rice cakes are airy nothingness and empty calories.

However, here’s the thing. Either I eat 150 calories worth of super processed greasy potato chips, or I eat two rice cakes for a total of 70 calories.

If I mix together some PB2 as a topper, I still have a crunchy and salty snack for under 100 calories.

It had to be done.

I don’t know why, but I totally think of the 90s, Billy Blanks, and neon when I think of rice cakes.

Here’s my lunch this week:

Nigella’s Beetroot Feta Pecan Salad.

I’ve said it a hundred times before, and I’ll say it again. I have a total girl crush on Nigella.

I don’t often make anything she cooks, but I find such soothing pleasure watching her cook.

These stuffed poblanos are de.lic.ious.

I made them for dinner last week and they were a hit. I substituted brown rice and even veganized my portion and omitted the sour cream and cheese, and they were still delicious. Yum.

Guysssss. You have to talk me out of making whoopie pies this weekend.

Help!

I used to make these sorts of things all the time years ago when I wasn’t into healthy eating.

And they were magnificent.

Actually they are magnificent.

They’re super easy too. You use box cake mix and can frosting, and then sort of oomph it up a bit with your own ingredients.

Anyway, I saw something on TV that made me think about them and now I.cant.stop.

I’m thinking if I impulsively decide to do it, I need a game plan…

and since I basically have decided to do it, here’s what I’m thinking:

-1/3 to my parents
-1/3 to P and Layla
-1/3 for me and Will

That’s 4 a piece, which is much more manageable.

I’d hate to find myself hiding out in our back bedroom with the entire pan, crying while watching You’ve Got Mail. #eatingyourfeelings

Good plan.

That’s all she wrote today.

Anything I need to add to my cart?

posted in Food Affairs,Veganism bullet permalink bullet 8.19.2014

The One with the Cat Rescue & Look Ahead

Okay, not a real cat rescue, but it felt Iike it!

As I’m sure all of you smart and responsible ladies know, you’re supposed to clean under your fridge once a year.

Yeah, let’s just say it’s been forever awhile for the B-Love family.

This weekend, we noticed our freezer wasn’t keeping things as cold as normal.

Before dropping $100 on a service call plus whatever other associated costs, one of the first recommended actions is to clean below your fridge.

Duh.

So at 9:00 Saturday night Will and I embarked on the great cat rescue.

I call it a cat rescue because, girls, there were no dust bunnies under there.

There were full-blown lions!

I am a little crazy about a clean house, so yeah- was kind of freaking out about the hidden animal sanctuary right under my nose.

Sheesh.

We decided not to conquer the lion’s den that night, and instead reserved the fun for yesterday.

Want to know how to push me over the edge?

Use a leaf blower inside the house I spent cleaning on Friday to clean the dust from the back of the fridge.

I was not a happy camper, and Will knew it.

I quickly de-dusted some of the surfaces, but by the time we finished yesterday it was nearly 5 and I was spent.

In fact, most of yesterday was spent doing painfully responsible things. Like getting new tires, putting a new doorbell on the house, ironing, and prepping for the week ahead. Boo!

Oh, and as an aside, what is it about doorbells that make dogs go berserk?

I suppose I didn’t even really give you a weekend recap so much as confessing my lack of under-the-fridge-cleaning and frustration for my husband’s indoor leaf blowing action.

The rest of the weekend was good and fairly uneventful. We did our usual weekend things and also tried to rest a little. I even got to spend some quality time with mom and Layla.

Oh, and on Saturday night Will also proposed. On one knee and everything.

That’s right, girls, it’s official. I’m currently the co-owner of one of Will’s fantasy football leagues.

How did I get so lucky!? wink

So part of Saturday night was also spent doing research and discussing strategy. Exciting things, my friends.

Here I am researching...sort of.

Fantasy footballing

This past weekend was also the second to last weekend before the craziness of football season!

I know I say this all the time, but seriously, how is it already football season again!?

So let’s take a look at what’s coming up this week:

-Food lately
-Evening TV busters
-Thursday Things
-Are we good enough?

Alright my dears, that’s it for now. Here’s to a good Monday full of fresh starts and clean refrigerators. 

How to Fall Away From God (Streams of Consciousness)

When we cleaned the garage last weekend I found lots of interesting things.

Some I wondered why I even kept, some made me laugh (like my Super Nintendo), and still others made me incredibly reminiscent.

The reminiscent stuff is what I want to talk about today.

Do you have some time and some coffee?

Go get some and come back.

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We found lots of “treasures,” but a few stand out:

A giant picture frame someone gave us, full of pictures of us with youth at the church where we served,

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A couple pictures that used to hang in my bedroom before I got married,

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And a journal I wrote in my first few months in Kuwait.

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All are distinctive, yet united under the same feelings evoked when I saw them.

Depending on how long you’ve read my blog, you may not know that Will was a youth minister when I met him.

Will & Brittny-counselors at Super Summer 2003

Here we are serving as camp counselors together way back in 2003!

It was perfect. I surrendered my life to ministry as a youth, and our marriage and ability to help serve alongside Will at our church was a dream come true.

Only, no one ever really told us just how difficult our time there would be.

It didn’t come easy like the places where we were before.

The youth were so very different than we were used to. No more squeaky clean preppy kids with parents who were involved.

Every week Will would drive the church bus to pick up almost every single one of those kids in some of the worst neighborhoods in town.

Only a few had parents that went to church, and only a couple helped out.

The biggest struggle was that the church was wrought in pain from the past. There was much division, and the church had never really recovered.

A few months into Will’s service, the pastor was asked to leave, and we faced so many new challenges.

Talk about a heavy load for two kids in their early 20s.

It was hard, and Will hated it. It wasn’t exactly the dream I envisioned.

Then the chance to go to Kuwait surfaced.

What initially seemed like something so outlandish, became an attractive opportunity.

We prayed about it and it seemed like everything lined up to go, and so we went. (Perhaps this will be a future post?)

If you read the archives from waaaay back in 2005, you’ll see lots of adjustments to the new life.

I didn’t work for my first four months there, which felt like torture at the time but in hindsight was such a huge blessing.

It gave me time alone with God. To seek Him and draw close to Him.

When I look back on my journal, I could still see a lot of immaturity and want to tell myself, “Oh Brittny, if you could only see how God was doing a work!” However, I also saw growth and my desire to really pursue a relationship with Jesus.  I had loved Him all my life.

When I looked at people seemingly very close to God who had fallen away, I could never understand it.

How could you be so close to God, and so deeply pursuing Him, and then all of a sudden completely fall face first and turn away from His goodness?

Well, sadly I can tell you how it happens.

Listen up, and be mindful my friends. It pains me to be able to share these lessons, but I sincerely hope it somehow serves as a lesson to some of you who may be going through something similar.

The truth is, when I would see people who were formerly strong in their faith who had fallen, I was only seeing the end result of much more.

A process.

Do not be deceived friends, the enemy is all around and wants us to stumble. The Bible says he looks for someone to devour.

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It’s very true. The enemy was very patient with me, as I suspect he is with many believers.

It was years of slow erosion. Slowly chipping away in such tiny increments that I barely noticed. He’s crafty that way.

Oh friends, I allowed myself to step out from God’s umbrella of protection and became so vulnerable to deception.

How did it happen?

Let’s dissect.

1.Lack of Community

Moving to a Muslim country made it difficult to openly pursue a relationship with the Church.

Thankfully, someone we knew hosted a Bible study which allowed us the opportunity to meet with other Christians and fellowship and study the Bible.

Unfortunately, soon after our arrival, conflicting schedules prevented the leader from hosting and things dissolved.

Will and I were on our own.

The Bible stresses the importance of relationships with believers.

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I needed that community of like minded people in my life to encourage, to get encouragement, and to have a support group as we collectively pursued God together as a unit.

It was hard doing life on our own, but we managed to adjust.

Of course we did.

If you’re a Christian not attending church, you’re missing out and vulnerable. I would encourage you to find a church that preaches God’s word and get plugged in.

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2.Compromise & Complacency
In addition to lack of community, small compromises here and there primed my heart for falling away.

Seriously- like minuscule things that didn’t seem like a big deal.

However, that small wearing away allowed my heart to become vulnerable to attack. The more “small” sins I determined to be acceptable, the more I was on a slippery slope.

The more satan can get you to dip your toe in sin, the easier it can be to get dragged into the depths of the sea.

Sin is sin in God’s eyes, friends, no matter how we weight it here on earth.

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The Bible says God has “honest scales.”

Sin separates us from God.

If we allow what we believe to be “small” sins in our lives, we are sinning plain and simple.

We are opening our hearts up for more and more compromise. I know because I did it myself!

Before long, compromise was followed with complacency.
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Being totally fine with those “small” sins. In reality though, they were totally hardening my heart more and more.

Want to fall away from God?

Start making compromises and allowing sin in your life under the justification that “it’s not that bad.”

3.Apathy

Inevitably, compromise and complacency give way to apathy.

You just slowly stop caring about the things of God.
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You might say you do, but the heart doesn’t lie.

When we first moved back, we halfheartedly visited churches and kept on the outskirts or things.

Having spent three years without attending made us sort of accustomed to not going.

The first few years home weren’t our best. As I’ve shared so many times, my heart was so different than the one I knew so well as a youth and young adult.

As crazy as it sounds, I didn’t feel like me.

I felt like some other person, so unlike the Brittny I knew my whole life.

Living a sinful life far from God.

I stopped praying and reading the Bible.

Apathy will do that to you.

Apathy is such a dangerous place to be for professing Christians.

In fact, I’d venture to say it is nearly impossible to come back from a place of not caring unless the merciful Lord intervenes.

Thank God He is slow to anger and bountiful in love.
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4.Fear and Doubt

I started to feel Jesus’ gentle pull back to himself a couple years ago, but I believed I had gone too far. That He couldn’t take me back.

After all, I was the “perfect one” all my life. The youth leader, and the one who went on mission trips and truly loved God with every fiber in my being.

How could I go from that, to what I had become?

And how could God forgive me after I had already known his love so well and yet still fell away?

Apathy turns to fear and doubt.

And fear and doubt can often keep people from repentance.

It’s one of satan’s worst lies of all.

I was paralyzed in this fear, and yet slowly and continually, piece by piece, God reassured me of His love.

He reassured me that He could scatter what I had become as far as the east was from the west if I truly came with a broken and repentant spirit.

That he could restore me and bring me to an entirely new level of knowing Him.

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Oh friends, this is but a glimpse into the story.  However, I felt compelled to share it with you because we must be on our guard against the devil’s schemes.

They’re much more insidious than we think.

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That’s what makes them so dangerous and painful. 

If you want to fall away from God, you do the foolish things I did above.

Saturday night, as I tried to go to bed, I thought about the things I discovered in the garage and hot tears began to stream down my face.

The streams turned to quiet sobs, and I did my best not to wake Will.

Sooo, I crept into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat.

Classy gal.

God and I had been in this place many times before (well, maybe not plonked down on the toilet seat per say, but in this very same situation).

I needed a lot of reassurance from Him along the way.

I found myself at His feet once more apologizing for wasting such a huge portion of my adult life living selfishly. Thanking Him for His mercy, and pouring my heart out to Him.

Telling Him how I want to get to the same level of intimacy we were before, yet in some strange way feeling as though I was more raw and intimate with Him recently than in my entire life.

I ended up reading exactly what I needed at that moment. This post about how God can make beauty from ashes.

In fact, the Bible days that things meant to harm us can even be used for good.

We serve a big God.

Bigger than our failures.

A God big enough to help us pick up the pieces and create a masterpiece that could only be used for His glory.

Perhaps you’re caught in one of these situations?

Maybe you’re on a similar path to falling away that I shared?

Oh friend, turn to Jesus.

I know the trappings of this world and “doing as thou wilt” sure seems great sometimes, but it pales in comparison to the freedom of living a life centered in Jesus.

I can say it because, unfortunately, I’ve lived on both sides.

Commit to Him and His plan, friends.

To wrap things up, I decided to hang a couple of those pictures.

And who knows, maybe I’ll even hang the collage I once deemed “hideous” as a simple reminder of the impact a life devoted to Christ can make.

Thanks for listening, and know I’m here to listen too!

❤️

Thursday Things, 14 August 2014

I love my new car.

Checking out the new ride

I feel so incredibly blessed to get to drive it.

I’m sorry to drone on and on about the car, but guys, up until last week I was driving a 1998 model.

A 1998 model that came off the lot on 1997.

That means it is actually 17 years old. Please let me have this one today.

Football starts in two weeks. How is this possible!?
No really- how is it already here?

I had big plans if getting some huge things crossed off my to do list before the season started.

Yeah… Some got done, some didn’t. Looks like it will have to wait until January now.

Like many of you, I’m saddened by the death if Robin Williams.

Robin Williams

He was a smiling force of energy in so very movies I enjoyed over the years. P and I shared a few texts this week reminiscing of sleepovers spent watching his movies, and it warmed my heart.

Oh friends, if you are in the depths of despair, don’t give up.

Don’t give up, and don’t believe the lie. You are valuable and life is worth living.

You have a Savior who loves you and wants a relationship with you, and people around you who care.

In much lighter news, my tan is an absolute wreck this week.

I know I say I’m resigned to being okay with the terribleness that sometimes results, but yeah… This is bad.

Bad tan

How did we miss half my leg!?

We got a storm shelter this week.

I know what you might be thinking- “How do you live in Oklahoma and not already have one, crazy woman!?”

I know.

You’d be surprised to know most of us here don’t have them! Many new constructions these days are installing them, so that’s good. However lots and lots don’t, and I’m thankful we do now!

Sooo I think I love The Andy Griffith Show

Yep. I’m a total granny and bore now, but it’s true.

Remember how we started watching out box set (yes- we own the box sets) a few weeks ago because it’s one of Will’s favorite shows and I didn’t really get why he liked it so much?

I totally get it. I love the way they spoke to each other, and Andy’s charm, and the silly predicaments they got into. It’s kind of a nice break from the stuff we typically see these days.

Do it.

My Ipsy should be here this week
I’ve been trying not to look ahead and see what came in the bags.

Here’s to hoping I don’t snoop.

Alright my dears, that’s it today. Any things you care to share?

Work it Out Wednesday: Powering thru Transitions

Wiow

Transitions.

Whether it’s a move, a baby, or a new job, chances are we’ve all experienced our fair share of change.

Change comes with a host of new responsibilities, experiences, and adjustments.

How does working out fit into these transitions?

My new job is a good example, which is what compelled me to share today’s post.

My new job came with a new schedule, as well as a commute.

Both foreign to me.

It took about a month to get used to all the changes of being new at work, let alone trying to adjust to the new schedule and home life.

Work/home balance anyone?

Anyway, keeping a regular workout schedule was a must, and took some trial and error.

Today I want to share a few things that helped me during this transition in hopes it helps you too!

1. Schedule a Recovery Week
I purposely scheduled my recovery week for my first week at the new job.

While some may say consistency is key, I felt strongly about taking a break and simply getting accustomed to my new schedule before adding another ball to keep in the air.

I personally believe taking a week off to let my body rest was absolutely pivotal on my overall ability to quickly adjust to all the overwhelming changes of a new job, schedule, commute, and shortened evening at home.

You’re not selling yourself short by scheduling a recovery week during a transition.

The time to rest allows your body some extra relief from all the new stressors and gives you time to focus on all the new changes and challenges.

Give your body a break and take a week off during your first big week. You’ll thank yourself.

2. Pre-Decide

After your week off, it’s time to get back on the horse.

Already make the decision you’re going to workout.

Predetermine when and where you’re going to do it, and stick to your schedule

Bosses

Your transition may take some trial and error to determine the right when and where, but commit to finding what works and do it!

3. Change up Your Routine

In terms of working out, the biggest changes with my new job were the duration and location of my sessions.

Suddenly, instead of having a solid hour, I only had about 30 minutes to workout most work days.

This change really bummed me out.

Granted, I could have gotten up before 4:00 to have more time, but that defeats the purpose of maintaining my overall health (and sanity!).

Not only that, but to maximize my time, I had to nix my actual time in the gym and stick to workouts at home.

Another big transition.

I’ve done my fair share of at-home workouts prior to the new job (just checkout the health and fitness category on the blog) but cutting my time and types of workouts altogether was quite an adjustment.

I suddenly had to focus on more bang for my buck.

Hitting it hard and full throttle for that short 30 minute span in order to really maximize my time spent was key.

It’s also forced creativity on my part.

I couldn’t take it as easy on myself. It was all about challenging myself to really make the most of the time I had.

Sometimes that means a workout DVD (on days I’m unmotivated to come up with something on my own).

Many days it’s powering through something I created myself.

I miss the extra time occasionally, especially my isolation weight lifting sessions. However, I’m thankful I’ve created something functional I can stick to that targets my whole body.

Changing it up is not a bad thing, especially if it challenges you!

***
Those are some of the things that helped as I got used to the changes that came with a new job.

Don’t give up or quit when things are transitioning!

Use it as a time to reassess where you are currently, and what adjustments you need to make to continue to meet goals in the midst of your change.

That’s it for today. Check in tomorrow

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brittny I'm B-Love. Lover of God, my husband Will, my doggies, OU football, weight training, plyometrics healthy eating (mostly!), peanut butter, and all things health related. Buckle up and get ready for my constant embarrassing moments, health and fitness tips,and my effort to rely on Christ while living life in the real world. Follow me on Feedly! Sign up for monthly emails at blove@theblovelife.com!


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