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Mustard Seed Faith

One of my dear friends bought me this beautiful necklace for Christmas.

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To most, its just a regular necklace. However, to me it’s been a daily reminder of the Lord’s faithfulness.

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You see that?

The flower with a teeny tiny dot in the center?

It’s a a mustard seed.

So small, so insignificant.

Yet we’re reminded both in Matthew and Luke that with the faith of a mustard seed, little becomes much when it’s given to the Lord.

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If you’ve grown up in church you’ve heard the stories. If you haven’t, well now you have a little exposure.

The truth is, hearing the stories of “having faith the size of a mustard seed” and actually having faith the size of a mustard seed are two very different things.

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It’s easy for me to say I have “big faith in God.”

That I trust Him whole heartedly to move my mountains and use the hurts and trials in my life for the glory of His namesake.

Those are good sound bytes that easily roll off the tongue and exude the appearance of deep spirituality.

But the truth is, over the last several months, I’ve truly begun to grasp why Jesus uses such a minuscule object to illustrate such a beautiful lesson.

You’d think it’d be easy to have faith the size of a mustard seed, but it can be quite a challenge!

When the storms of this life rage around us, when we’re in the thick of it and can’t breathe, when we feel the weightiness of this life bearing down on us, it can be hard to have such “big” mustard seed faith.

It can be scary to let go and trust God.

It feels like a tall task some days.

That’s why I can’t help but know in my heart that’s why Jesus used the mustard seed as an example.

When we look at it, it’s tiny. It reminds us that when we yield our whole lives to Him and trust Him with our entire being it feels humongous. Because, in our earthly eyes, it is’

Yet God can take the “simple” obedience of our surrender and multiply it infinitely farther than we ever imagined.

He’s our infinite God. Nothing is to big for Him! The struggle we feel to have “big” mustard seed faith reminds us how vast He is.

It’s not us who “moves the mountains,” it’s Him. It’s not us who “uproots the trees,” it’s Him.

In the grand scheme of this entire world, our lives and stories are very small. Yet they never go to waste when we yield ourselves to Him. He is able to take our lives and accomplish glory to His name when we simply put our trust in Him to do what He says.

So if you’re struggling to hand over the “big” things over the Jesus, you’re not alone. It can be hard. But may we be reminded all He can accomplish in and through us for His glory if we take a step of faith and let Him do the rest.

It only takes the faith of a mustard seed.

I owe a big fat life update, which will follow soon. I will look forward to catching up! ❤️

Multiplied

Check out John 6.

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Are we content with five loaves and two fish?

I think so.

We’re “feasting” on crumbs when God wants to multiply, share, and do so very much more in our lives.

I watch many of my brothers and sisters who rely heavily on church leaders, and authors, and speakers to guide their spiritual walks.

These people are good. Praise God for how they have ministered to my own spiritual walk.

But they’re not Jesus.

They didn’t die for us so that we may live. They didn’t conquer the grave or know us before we were even born.

We want the two minute, Cliff’s notes theology when we could truly be knowing, intimately knowing, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Are we settling for crumbs, thinking we have plenty? Thinking we have enough?

There’s more friends, so much more.

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If we would place our lives, our hearts, in the hands Jesus we would see just how far these “loaves” can go.

He can do infinitely more in our relationship with Him when He’s the center; not a preacher, self-help spiritual book, or anything else.

Again, those things are certainly helpful, but they should be in addition to our personal intimate relationship with Jesus, not in place of.

Go to the Source, the Well, the Living Water. The Bread of Life.

He declares himself as such for a reason.

We’re settling for crumbs.

How often are we digging deep into scripture?

On our face in prayer?

Fasting for the lost?

Do we know the heart of Jesus for ourselves, or do we rely on others to tell us about Him?

Oh friends our God, our great God, wants to do so much more.

He wants to take our lives and bring Himself glory.

That means knowing Him. Watching Him take the loaves and fish of our lives and do as He pleases.

It means no more settling for enough, or being spoon fed by others.

It means graduation from spiritual milk to actual meat.

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To love Him enough to put in the time and effort to seek Him.

The Bible tells us He rewards those who earnestly and diligently seek Him. Him!

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When we have forgotten it’s all about HIM, not us?

I can only imagine what He might do with a handful of His servants who are yielded that He may multiply their offering for His glory.

No more settling.

No more crumbs.

2016: Here’s to the Journey

New Year’s Eve was full of reflection in the B-Love house.

As you may remember, 2015 did not go as we anticipated or hoped.

We spent the last night of 2015 talking about our expectations for the year and how differently they played out. Who would have thought the bottom would have fallen out of the oil and gas industry, and that selling our half of the business might have been one of the best things that could have happened to us at the time?

Yet, before all that came to pass, our initial expectations for 2015 were quite different based on our limited knowledge.

As a preacher I know once said- We only have a few pieces of the puzzle, but God has the whole box top and sees how it all goes together.

We spent lot of time that night evaluating dreams, the past, the future, the “whys?” and the “what’s next?”

I told Will I was frustrated.

I could clearly see God’s hand and protection over us with how things happened with the business.

What a huge, huge blessing we can now look back on and see. How he made provision to protect us even when, at the time, we thought everything was crumbling around us.

Yet, ever since then, I haven’t really been able to detrrmine God’s guidance regarding what’s next.

I kept waiting for Him to show up in some mighty way this year. Divinely showing Will that he was supposed to go back into the ministry.

Yet, that opportunity came and went this year too (though I didn’t post about it on the blog).

Lots of waiting.

Lots of wondering.

Lots of wandering.

I told Will I was frustrated because I’m here. I’ve got my arms stretched out wide asking God, begging God, to use me.

To take my life and do as He pleases. To show me where to go. To open doors and give me opportunities to bring Him glory.

Yet, nothing.

More waiting.

More wondering.

More wandering.

More questions than answers.

It’s like we’re in the car ready to drive but have no directions to our destination.

“It would be a lot easier if He’d just tell us what to do next!” I told Will.

Will is used to my impatience.

He looked at me and said what I already knew.

“It’s the journey Brittny.  It’s the journey.”

“Do you think Abraham would have truly trusted God if he already knew a sacrificial lamb was waiting for him when we went to the mountain with Isaac?”

The journey is about being refined.

It’s a process.

We talked about the “Hall of Faith” in Hebrews and how long, how incredibly long, most of the people had to wait for God’s full plan to come to pass.

Just like us, they waited. They probably wondered, and perhaps they even wandered and floundered sometimes too.

But they trusted and are counted as the faithful saints who placed themselves in God’s hands when they couldn’t see the whole picture. They rested in knowing He “had the box top.”

Step by step, day by day.

Being refined in His likeness.

God’s still here.

He’s always here.

He often doesn’t do what we expect, but that doesn’t mean He’s not at work.

We agreed we likely won’t see the fullness of our 2015 story for quite some time, because it’s a journey.

We will simply step out in faith this year and “do the next thing,” trusting that God will redirect if that’s not the right next thing.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t anxious about 2016. Nervous about the oil and gas market and how it’s affected and is affecting our great state. Nervous about my job in this industry, just as my fellow colleagues are too.

I truly believe I will have to trust in and rely on the Lord more this year than ever before.

Remember my post about that? It still rings true. Everyday.

I pray this year brings us closer to Him, and that we see His hand in every move we make.

I pray this year we will draw closer to Him and let Him do as He pleases, even when we don’t understand.

I pray others will be strengthened around us and that God will glorify Himself in all we do.

To the journey of 2016.

To the glory of the Lord our God.

Merry Christmas Week

Merry Christmas friends!

I hope you’ve had a wonderful week full of good things.

I’ve had a hard time managing my expectations around how I wanted the week to go and how it’s actually gone.

Isn’t it always like that!?

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, with more family attending this year than we’ve had in a long time.

Then I looked up, and it was Christmas week.

Let the online shopping, baking, Christmas card making, crafting, gatherings, and end of the year work stress commence.

I’ve been so wrapped up in the cares of this world that I’ve been distracted from the one and only thing that matters: beholding Jesus. Anticipating his coming as a baby, as well as his future coming for His bride.

I pray this week you and I both take a moment to clear the stressful thoughts clouding our minds and simply quiet ourselves before His glory.

To be held, and to behold. The baby Jesus, our mighty Lion from the tribe of Judah.

More to come…

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A Life Update and Blog Things

Happy September beauties!

I thought it was a good time to check in with an update.

What’s been going on? What have you been up to? Share! Share!

The last month was busy, but good.

Let’s start with the MOHs stuff
I got my stitches out a few days after my last post.

Stitches out! Happy girl

I continue to heal. My nose is super red and will be for a few more months probably, but I’m thankful it’s all done and behind me.

MOHs recovery continues

Moral of the story? Wear sunscreen!

Chances are, lots of damage is already done from our younger years, and it’s all the more reason to take care of ourselves now!

I already see a couple more spots I’m going to have checked at my next appointment. 😳🙏🏻
Now for some fun and exciting stuff
P and her beau set a date and are getting hitched in November.

They went from planning a stressful and large soirée to a much quieter, simpler wedding. I love they went this route and will be honored to be among the small group of people they entrust with this sacred moment.

As a side note, how is my sister old enough to be married!?

I’m sure I’ll share all sorts of beautiful pictures, stories, and such in the coming months.

Oh and PS- Layla started preschool last week! I can’t believe she’s already old enough to be going to preschool! Not gonna lie, I got misty eyed.

She gets cuter everyday

Now onto the important stuff
All things college football.

Last Wednesday kicked off football season. It’s like an official holiday in our house.

We flipped back and forth between games soaking up every tackle, touchdown, and catch.

Our beloved Sooners took the field Saturday, and as usual, I nearly melted into a giant puddle from the intense heat.

We had a fairly mild August, but just my luck, temps went back to normal as football season started.

WHY DO YOU HATE ME!?

Nonetheless I’m excited about a new year and fresh start. I’m not picking us to take it all, or probably even win the big 12, but I think we’ll be much improved a serious contender.

My boot camp & a bible study

Guys, God has blessed me so much with this boot camp bible study thing. I can’t even take it!

I started out with just one person attending- ME.

Just a couple weeks later I was up to two, then three, with two more committed for our next session.

Considering we meet Saturday at the crack of dawn, I’m encouraged.

I gave it totally to God when I started in July and continue to let Him do whatever he desires.

Our workouts have been fantastic, the Christian playlists I’ve put together are ridiculous (in the best way possible), and our conversation has been blessed.

God is good! I sure wish you gals could join us.

A stroll down memory lane

For some strange reason, Will and I decided to stick in an old Frasier box set in while I was at home after surgery.

Here we are a month later and are already nearly halfway done with season 2.

I’m pretty sure it’s Will’s favorite show. It got us through lots of homesick nights in Kuwait.

It’s been fun and I felt I ought to remember it on her blog.
Other random things I feel you should know

We visited Will’s parents last weekend along with my BIL and SIL. It was fun. We went bowling and I broke my average 35ish range.

Serious stuff here, ya’ll.
Proof.

(I’m BB- still the lowest score but far better than my usual)

As for other things, I did a mini balyage treatment on my hair last week. I wanted to go back to my natural color thinking it was going to be a fairly dark blonde.

Turns out I was completely wrong!

I’ve highlighted half my head for years and never really paid attention to the underneath color. It always looked dark to me because the highlights were always so light.
Blonde blonde and back to my roots

Anyway, turns out I’m naturally way blonder than I thought (an 8 on a scale of 10), which explains a lot.

Such as why, upon realizing we were out of dish tablets, I put a tablespoon of ivory dish soap in the dishwasher, hit start, and let it run the entire cycle.

Let’s just say there were bubbles everywhere.

Everywhere.

Or why I threw Lucy’s much needed medication in the trash not realizing there were still several days worth of medicine still in the packet.

Resulting in a dumpster dive situation.

Genius.

Things like that.

All.the.time.

So yeah, turns out I’m not blonder than I pay to be. I’m actually really that blonde. Ha!

Important Blog Stuff I Need to Unpack
On a more serious note, I’m kind of unsure what to do with this space, guys.

It’s old, dated, clunky and I have no idea how to fix any of it on my own.

Not only that, but I kind of feel like this space is slightly schizophrenic.

It’s worked well for a decade, housing all my silly stories and experiences as a 20 something newlywed. However, now I’m not so sure.

I feel the few of you who still visit should be able to count on some sort of structured content each day, which I feel I’ve done a great job of keeping up with over the last few years.

However I can’t help but feeling the Lord moving me in a different direction, which is one of the reasons I’ve been posting less frequently.

I feel there’s so much pressure for everyone to have some sort of online presence, or following, or persona.

I completely see the value of online media and have so enjoyed keeping up with my friends that way.

However in this current season of life I’m prompted to pull back more. To take the focus off myself and to put it on Jesus.

I’m struggling to find balance between posting what I had for lunch and sharing why I feel the Church needs to refocus our affections on our one true Love.

I’m struggling because this blog was created by me, for me, and doesn’t feel like it belongs to Him.

Sometimes it doesn’t feel right posting here anymore.

So I’ve been sitting quietly.

I’ve toyed with the idea of starting fresh and creating an entirely new space, but it feels daunting.

I’ve thought about paying for a makeover of the current space, but I’m not sold on that either for the above reasons.

So yeah, I have no idea what direction this little site is going.

I find it important to chronicle some of our goings on, as I’ve valued being able to capture memories over the years, but I’m not sure this space is the right space to cover heavy topics on my heart right now.

You’ve got my Wednesday workout right next to a post on eschatology. It seems a little incongruent.

Am I making sense?

It took me over 30 years but I finally get that this life is so much more and so much better when it’s surrendered to Christ.

That’s how our life should be, but somewhere between the garden of Eden and today we decided we could do things better on our own.

I don’t want to do things on my own anymore.

And He’s taking me up on the offer of my surrendered heart.

It’s glorious, but sometimes it hurts a little too.

But it’s worth it.

I want to share so much of it with you, but right now I’m taking a step back to see what exactly that looks like.

I had no intention of pouring this all before you, but since I’m on a roll I thought I better share.

I’m not breaking up with my blog, but I do think there will be some changes.

Perhaps I start a separate site with more frequent devotional type posts while still maintaining this old dinosaur for capturing updates and life stuff.

We shall see.

Until then, look for update type posts like this one (minus the whole giant book I wrote about the blog 😃) and devotional type posts.

So yeah. I think that’s my update.

Thanks for stopping by! Hope you had a good extended weekend!

Heart (and Mohs) Surgery- and a real life update

Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.

Which is simultaneously comforting and terrifying.

After all, we are reminded in Jeremiah that the heart is deceitful above all things, and the Lord searches and examines its depths.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what God sees when He looks at my heart.

Do I spend as much time on the inside of the cup as I do the outside?

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I had Mohs surgery on my face to remove some potentially cancerous cells this past Wednesday.

MOHs surgery day one. Glamorous.

I was a wreck the week after my pre-op and as I googled the surgery.

A word to the wise- don’t google worrisome things you’re facing in life.

Seriously.

You will lose sleep.

It’s pretty much a guarantee the most extreme cases or situations will be the first to come up in the search and will ruin you.

I was a wreck because I’m a woman in my 30s. While my best years are yet to be, let’s face it, I’m not shiny faced and 20 anymore. Makeup is a necessity these days and wrinkles continue to appear out of nowhere.

And now I have to worry about basal cells so early!?

The night after my pre-op (which was over two months before the surgery!) I googled and cried and googled and cried some more.

This went on for about a week each evening.

Will, dear Will, was no help.

He’s a guy.

To him there was a problem (possible basal cells) and a solution (the removal of said cells).

Yes, he’s right, but any woman knows there’s more that meets the eye. The worry of all the new spots they’ll probably find in the coming years (a result of my stupid decision to tan during my teens). A giant scar on my face.

One of my dear friends and prayer warriors completely got it. We cried together a lot that week and prayed even more. Her prayers were completely beautiful, true, and anointed. She reminded me of my value in Christ and that He bottles my tears and works for good no matter what.

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Her godly prayers strengthened me so very much and the holy spirit used them to bring such peace during the painfully long time between my pre-op and surgery.

Surgery encouragement 💗🙏

I had a of of time to think about my heart condition during the two months leading up to surgery.

There’s so much gunk and yuckiness deep in the depths.

Pride, jealousy, worry, entitlement.

Ugh.

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Not only was I going to battle surgery and a scar on the outside, but I also needed some heart surgery on the inside too.

I’d like to tell you the inside surgery has been easier than the outside surgery, but I’d be lying.

It hurts to surrender to Christ.

Not because of Him- His burden is light.

But because of my own sinful nature and desire to rule myself and pursue my own desires.

Just as the doctor stripped away a layer of the bad cells on my nose Wednesday, the Lord has begun to strip away my own internal heart cancer layer by layer.

Pride, worry, spitefulness… The list goes on and on.

I can’t hide the scar on my face, it will always be there.

Two days post surgery

I also can’t hide my hurts before the Lord, He searches the depth of my heart and sears my soul with the promise He is ever present.

Just as my doctor took care to stitch me back together, the Great Physician, my Jehovah Rapha, heals my heart. He prunes away the things that dishonor Him, and fills me with more of His goodness.

My scar will take time to heal and will leave a daily reminder of what transpired. In the same way, my heart certainly also bears the scars of a heart broken by my own sinfulness and horrid decisions, only to be stitched together and healed by a God big enough to restore even the biggest of messes.

I’m not happy I had to go through this experience, but I am thankful for the reminder of where I’ve been, where I am, and where I’m heading as I pursue Christ.

To our continued healing, inside and out. 💗

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On a much lighter note, I’ve taken several days off to recover and have not done a single thing.

Not even kidding.

It’s been the most uneventful and lazy few days of my entire life. Will and I are surprisingly really good at being completely worthless.

I don’t think that’s a good thing…

I’ve only gone out to see my mom a couple times (my sister and Layla stopped by too!). I also went through a drive through twice, but that’s it.

I have church tomorrow and was a little apprehensive about going at first. You should have seen the awfulness of Will and I trying to appropriately bandage my face. 😂

Attempt number one
Bandage attempt #1 😂 MOHs surgery day three

Attempt number two

Attempt #2 just as awful Mohs surgery day three

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At this point I was having a complete meltdown. Thankfully Will went to the drawing board and engineered attempt number three, which was much improved over the previous two.

Third times a charm

I get my stitches out Wednesday and am so ready! Thankfully attempt three made me feel slightly less garish.

I’m sure Will would agree- this staycation has been incredibly dull, but it’s still been nice to be together and heal up.

So there you have it, not only a devo but also a real life update.

Thanks for listening. More to come. 💗

An Open Letter From My Future Self to My Current Self

Dear Brittny,

I’m writing this letter as a much older version of who you are today.

I have to use my imagination a bit and ask for wisdom because, let’s face it, you’re a bit of a mess sometimes. I had to weed through all your quirkiness to imagine you a good 20 years from now.

Here’s to hoping I’m spot on.

Heck, I’ll consider it good if I’m even half right with this future version of Brittny. Ha!

Joking aside, do you remember the sermon you listened to last week?

It was about time and just how fleeting it is.

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I can attest, as I’m in my 50s now, just how quickly it passes.

Birthdays, Christmases, life and death. The days, weeks, and months melded together and before I knew it, I woke up and was 52 years old.

My face is wrinkled and my hands are spotted from the sun. I even bought a pair of old lady pants last week. Lord help us!

I tell you all this because, I’m 52, Brittny.

You’re 52.

I look at you today and sure wish you would ease up on yourself.

You stress far too much about things that don’t matter.

You know better, but you do it anyway.

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You’re anxious over the silliest things and let them squish you into a big stress ball.

I wish you wouldn’t.

You work too hard at things that will not matter, and not enough at the things that will matter.

Yes, work is important, but as I’m 52 and seen a few things that you haven’t, I assure you that agreement you’re working can wait until tomorrow.

Take a vacation day.

Put down your phone.

Stop worrying.

Stop Facebooking.

Breathe.

Be present.

Love your husband.

Be less of a Martha and more of a Mary.

They’re both important in their own right, I know, but you worry far more over things of such little value in the grand scheme of life.

Sit at Jesus’s feet.

Let a little dust collect on the baseboards every now and then if it means more time serving Jesus and your family.

Those are things that count.

Sleep more and worry less.

You’re not too busy for friends like you think you are.

They’re worth it. Invest time in them, you won’t regret it.

Keep praying that God will give you the desires of your heart.

I know you’re at a desk job pushing paper thinking it will never amount to anything, but keep praying and keep trusting.

The days go so fast, Brittny. So very very fast.

Stop putting your head down and powering through just to make it to the end of the work day.

Look up, look around, enjoy the day I’ve given you. It’s the only day you get.

July 31, 2015 is the only July 31, 2015 you’ll ever ever have.

Remember that and live like it.

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Put God first and don’t worry about the rest. People will say you’re extreme. Love them and take it as a compliment.

Don’t be afraid to sing loudly, eat cake without feeling guilty, and tell Will daily how much you care- even when he gets annoyed by your gushiness. smile

Give more money to the causes you want, and don’t be afraid to say yes or no to opportunities.

(You’ll know when to say yes, and when to say no, trust me- and trust God foremost)

I don’t want you to have any more regrets about things you wish you could do or things you should have done.

Do them.

Know God and surrender to Him daily.

Love others without fear or expecting anything in return.

Lighten up, Brittny!

That’s the biggest advice I want to give you today. Lighten up.

Your life is but a breath.

Remember how short it is, and go easy on yourself.

It’s such a gift and goes so quickly.

I sure hope this letter touches your heart today. Please take it seriously and read these words from time to time.

Trust me, the older version of yourself knows you’ll need the reminder.

There’s so much more advice I could offer (like stop wearing that ugly green shirt you like so much!), but I think this is more than enough.

Chin up, sweet girl. You turn out just fine.

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Love,

A much older, more lightened up, version of yourself 💗

I’d love to hear what advice your older self would give our current self in the Share the Love comment section below. I’m sure I could use that advice too smile

Can We Have a Grown-up Conversation?

That’s what Will asks me right before he tells me something I don’t want to hear or could hurt my feelings.

Basically? It means no pouting, putting on my big girl pants, and listening with an open mind.

Sisters in Christ, can we have a grown-up conversation today?

Before we go any further, I feel like I should clarify that I’m an evangelical Christian (as if you hadn’t gathered that by now 😂) and believe in the literal return and rule of Jesus on the earth one day.

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I have become increasingly burdened for the Church, particularly in the Western world, and a sense of urgency has awakened in me.

Jesus instructed believers that He would come soon, and from his resurrection 2,000 years ago unto now, the Church has lived expectantly.

The Bible talks about scoffers in the last day mocking faith and living in complete sinfulness, unbelieving His promise to return.

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But He is not slow in keeping his promises. 

I thank God for His rich mercy.

That He waited on me, that He waited on you.

But one day, the wait will be over.

He’s coming.

Whether things start to unfold five years from now or 25 years from now, I believe the Church must examine our own depravity instead of so quickly pointing out the depravity of others.

Because, from the days of the early church to us today, it’s what we’ve been commanded to do.

To examine our hearts, to test the spirits, to be about His work.

To love others.

To share the Gospel.

To anticipate the Blessed Hope.

To be crucified with Christ.

Yet, if anything, I feel instead of looking more and more to the Cross of Christ, we’re looking to it less and less.

It’s so easy to rely on ourselves, especially in America.

Self-reliance breeds more attention on ourselves, and less reliance on God.

It focuses on our own merit, and only dabbles in Jesus and the Church.

We rank ourselves as though we’re better or less sinful than others, when in reality we’re all hopeless and in need of Jesus and His saving grace.

So some of us sit on that blessed assurance and never do a single thing to share our hope with others.

Friends, faith without deeds is dead!

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We’ve become less with concerned with serving others, and more concerned with how we can serve ourselves.

We’re casual and noncommittal.

We can toy a little with Jesus, and plunge deeply into our own achievements and conveniently live life on the fence.

Never committed.

Never dangerous.

Easy.

Jesus warns of lukewarm hearts.

It makes Him sick.

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I’m speaking to myself too here, friends.

I share these things because it’s time we awaken our hearts to the Truth of His coming.

It’s time we stop playing church. It’s time we stop living halfheartedly and safely.

I believe we’re quickly approaching a time in which safe and half-hearted will no longer be options.

When believing in Jesus will be costly.

He told us these very things Himself.

We need to decide today, now, whether we will stand firm in Christ or shrink back.

We live in a society where there are no longer absolutes and anything goes.

Only, there are absolutes.

And although unpopular, it is imperative the Church rise up in love, and stand firm in the faith regarding Truth.

Jesus is The Way, not a way, and I believe we’ve become increasingly tolerant of false teaching worming its way into our Biblical doctrine.
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The Bible warns of the love of many growing cold in the final days.

Is our love already growing cold, friends?

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I pray not.

I feel we’re at a crossroads here, where Christians are about to step into a time of increased persecution throughout the world, and I pray our love burns hot for Jesus, and hot for the souls of others.

That we’re resolved and steadfast. Not in ourselves, but in His promises.

I fear we’re so focused on living our best lives now that we’ve taken our eyes off the Hope that awaits us in Christ.

If we know Jesus, our best lives are not now.

The world is fading away and everything in it.

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May we refocus our affections on things above, and not on earthly things.

May we recommit our affections to the only One worthy of them.

May we open our eyes to the scriptures and read them with open and expectant hearts.

May we seek Him fully, and may we surrender fully.

May our hearts break for others.

May we choose to stand firm today, and stop living complacently.

No more half hearted commitments.

May we take up our cross and surrender, truly surrender to His call.

Regardless of whether you believe in some of the things I’m sharing, I urge each of us to examine our hearts to ensure we are in the faith and living a life dedicated to the cross of Christ.

I realize today’s a heavy post, but that’s what “grown-up conversations” are at the B-Love house.

They’re not meant to provoke, but instead invoke reflection, consideration, and action.

Let’s examine ourselves and act in love and in Truth.

Let us live expectantly for the coming of our Lord. 

Part Four

Need a recap? Check out part one, two, and three.

So what now? Where do we go from here?

Good question.

The truth is, I have no idea.

It drives me crazy.

It drives Will crazier.

I began to think this whole unfolding was God’s “gentle” way of bringing Will back to the ministry, but we honestly have no idea.

So we wait on the Lord and take the next step He illuminates.

Despite the unknown, God has given me peace and assurance that my waiting has a purpose

I continue to live and walk in Him day by day.

The unexpected blessings that have arrived in our bank account, the continued reminders to trust and wait on the Lord in my daily readings, and the peace that surpasses all understanding. These things give me rest.

Sometimes you just need to rest.

Rest in the Lord.

We decided Will would take the summer off so we could catch our breath.

It’s been a bumpy start to the year, and we thought it would be good to regroup.

We didn’t just want to jump right into something else without truly seeking God and figuring out the next step.

Because honestly? We still don’t know.

The world tells us we need a five year plan. That we should know exactly what comes next and have a clear cut plan for execution.

While Proverbs certainly offers wisdom regarding preparedness, we also know we walk by faith and not by sight.

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We can plan until we’re blue in the face, but sometimes God has a different plan.

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God is up to something and wants to work in and through us if we allow Him.

That means surrender.

A word we don’t often like to use.

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Sometimes that means our five year plans of grandeur get tossed altogether.

As Christians, we live differently than everyone else because we serve a God like none other.

It’s scary sometimes.

Because we can’t see what’s next.

But we walk by faith, and not by sight.

So, instead of Will just finding any old job immediately, we just decided to wait this summer and pray for direction. 

I would be lying if I told you there were days I wasn’t frustrated, or unsure, or completely exhausted by the waiting.

I feel that way sometimes.

There are no neon signs on the road we’re walking.

No bread crumbs to lead us home.

It’s us, and it’s God.

I often remind myself of the words He spoke to my heart last summer. “Do you trust Me?”

It seems logical to want to say no. It seems logical to flail my arms and scream that we have no idea what to do next.

Yet, we trust.

The spirit in me has yielded to God, and while I don’t know what our five year plan holds, I trust.

We put one foot in front of the other and let Him guide and lead.

We know the next step, that’s it.

I am preparing to launch my women’s Bible study.

Will and I are praying about a location to hold a Bible study for men and women.

It’s the natural next step, and how the Spirit has led our hearts during this time of uncertainty. 

We’ll take the summer off, and we’ll trust Him with Will’s job hunt just like we have every other step of this process.

Despite the craziness, things have actually gotten simpler:

I exist to know Christ.

To know Him deeply. To love Him fiercely. To serve Him wholeheartedly.

This life?

It’s not about me.

Something I knew, but only lived out when it was comfortable to do so.

Five year plans are great, but life really comes down to one question- do you know Christ? Do you really know Him in the core of your whole being? What have you done with this Good News?

While I want to be able to live with some semblance of a plan as we work through this process, this experience has reminded me of my true purpose-

To know the fullness of Christ and the power of His resurrection.

I am left only to respond with my entire heart.

Anything, Lord Jesus.

Anything you want me to do, anywhere you want me to go, anything you want me to say.

Anything Lord.

This year hasn’t gone as planned, but we’re here, and we’re trusting, and we’re finally starting to get it.

We are made for You.

May it be on the forefront of our minds.

So what’s next for our family?

I don’t know.

But I know it’s not about me, and the pressure’s off in finally grasping that reality.

I appreciate your prayers as we start Will’s job hunt, as well as whatever else is in store.

Love you girls! Check in next week. 💗

Love Wins

He quietly came to this Earth over 2,000 years ago.

Born in a smelly stable to an unwed teen mom and lowly carpenter.

An unlikely Messiah. Not the one His people awaited.

But love had already won.

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He grew taller, sturdier, smarter, and favored. He became a man. He turned water to wine and called an unexpected motley crew to become fishers of men.

Not flashy, not verbose. Not what the people awaited.

But love had already won.

He ate dinner with tax collectors, rescued an adulteress from being stoned, allowed a sinful woman to not only be in his presence, but anoint His feet as she wet the floor with her tears.

He spoke to foreigners, healed the blind, fed thousands, cast demons into pigs, raised the dead, literally walked on water, lived perfectly, and challenged religious leaders and their laws.

He was unexpected. He was different. Not what the people anticipated.

But love had already won.

Religious leaders detested Him. They predicted an uprising. It’s better to lose one for the sake of all. They brokered a deal. The problem would be eliminated. Normal life would resume.

But life would never be the same.

Because love had already won.
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One of his own betrayed Him. The rest deserted Him. He was arrested, and questioned. A sham of a trial. A grotesque beating. One that tore open His entire back and sides. He was paraded before the people for a possible Passover pardon. They could choose to save Him. They chose Barabbas.

They crucified Him.

They were looking for a King. A warrior like David. They weren’t looking for a carpenter’s son from Nazareth.

And they missed Him.

Love had come.

And their eyes couldn’t see.

But Love wasn’t done.

They buried Him, and He stayed there. Three days, to be exact. But He conquered death, just as He promised. He gathered His core team. He stood before them. Real, visceral. Pierced hands. The God man. He left them with clear instruction- go. Go and tell the world. He promised to be with them, even until the end of the age.

He conquered sin. He conquered death. He conquered the chasm that kept us from His presence.

Jesus.

True Love.

You see, Jesus doesn’t just love. The Bible tells us He is love.

He is perfect love. Untainted by expectations or long lists of requirements.

His love conquered all, and His love always wins.

We live in a very broken world. One with little peace and hope.

Things seem bleak, but I know the end of the story. Love wins.

Jesus is ever present. He stands at the door of our hearts and knocks.
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He desires us.

I have no idea why.

Only perfect love could desire such a thing.

He’s returning, friends. May we always keep that at the forefront of our minds and hold true to His promise.

Last time he came humbly as a lamb slain. Next time He comes on a cloud with power and great glory, and He will rule the nations justly.

He is not slack keeping His promises.

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If you’re not looking for him, you’ll miss him being blinded by the trappings of this world.

He’s waiting and merciful. Wishing none would perish.

I pray the Lord would give you the power to comprehend how deep, how wide, how long, and how high the perfect love of Christ is for you.

I know the end of the story.

Love wins. ❤️

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