Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Archive for the ‘Friends’ Category

So, I don’t get out much…

It’s just so much easier to stay at your house…you and the kids do your thing…let them get their naps and stay on schedule…I am praying for God to rid me of the schedule thing…I am controlled by nap times/eating times/…ect.  But, listen, if your kid took 2 (2hour) naps a day…then slept 11 hours at night…you might…be a schedule person too…

So, when my sweet friend Stephanie, another momma, asked me to go with her to see a band member from Korn (remember them?) speak at Church on the Eastern Shore…I said Sure! Even though I was thinking…”I don’t like Korn…Stephanie doesn’t like Korn…this is kind of odd.”

It was also Drug Court Graduation along with Brian (Korn) all in one shebang…so I thought it would be an inspiring night.

So we went.

Church staff people kept looking at us…like “what are ya’ll doing here?”…

We giggled and laughed…sat on the far side of the sanctuary…eager for the night to start…

In walks Brian…dreadlocks down past his shoulders…tattoos everywhere…white t-shirt and jeans…

“Look, there he is!!” Stephanie loudly whispered, like he was some huge superstar….We laughed and determined right then to get his autograph and our picture made with him.

The Drug Court graduation was really special and inspiring. It brought tears to my eyes to hear of the determination and persevearance of these people to really just surrender their lives to the Lord and then give their lives to help others who struggle with addictions and issues that have plagued them.

Brian finally got up and spoke and his testimony was crazy…filled with details of his rock-star life…and the chaos that led him to the cross. Stephanie and I both were drawn to him…to put it in her words…”I just love people who are crazy about Jesus.” He was.

After it was over, yes, we stood in line for his autograph and picture….For about 10 minutes we went back and forth over what we wanted him to write on our peice of paper…”Korn rocks”, “Jesus loves Rock and Roll”, “Jesus loves Rock and Roll Mommies”…and finally…yes after much debate Stephanie went with “Jesus loves Heavy Metal Mommies,” and I went with…”God loves art”….which is something he said in his testimony referring to his tattoos.

And we got our picture taken with him….

 

 

So…the reason I’m telling you all of this is because…Ordinarily, I would have never gone to such an event…Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have waited in line for the man’s autograph or photo opp…Ordinarily, If I would have…I might have just asked meekly…”Hey, can I have your autograph…” Plain ole autograph….Ordinarily, I would have stayed at home to make Daniel’s night with the kids a little less stressful…

But listen, you only get one life…and when you do things you wouldn’t ordinarily do…you end up with a life well lived and stories to share…

We totally almost asked him to go to the Coffee Loft with us…because he would have digged that place…but the Judge looked like it was time for them to leave…

I got home and my cheeks were sore from smiling and I went to bed laughing…I layed there and just whispered to God in my heart…”You are so good…and so fun.”

Who needs drugs when there is the most amazingly wild and wonderful Maker of Heaven and Earth!

Go do something weird and extraordinary!!

Thanks for the date Stephanie!

Read Full Post »

 

Last Saturday my parents, my aunt, and I spent the afternoon in downtown Fairhope.  I parked surprisingly close to Mary Ann’s, where we were eating lunch, and unloaded the kids into their double-stroller.  It was a busy Saturday in downtown as there was an art festival, book signings, music…ect…

I strolled the babies along the sidewalk passing a lady who gave me that familiar look that said…”Bless your heart, darlin, I’ve been there…Yours are so cute…But would not trade places with you for a second!…” Complete with a little giggle as she walked past me…

As we finally got into Mary Ann’s and settled at a table… and the ordeal that actually was, I was reminded why I NEVER GET OUT…But then quickly realized why I NEED TO!!!…We saw people we love and know…There was really good music playing somewhere outside…There were artists and authors talking to us…Mom bought his book…There were people laughing and talking over really. good. deli food…There were all kinds of funky/quirky people walking around…It was really great soul stuff…ya know?

As I was heading back home I just felt so thankful to be in Fairhope again.  Growing up in Fairhope was not always fun and there are plenty of things I wish weren’t so about it…(sometimes people in cities like ours can be a tad snobby…maybe a lot snobby)…I’ve witnessed it….But I’ve also witnessed some of the truest, loveliest people I’ve ever known.  There are memories all over the place…It’s home!

I can’t help but think about how that is such a tiny glimpse of how Heaven will be…Loads of lovable people, interesting people, THE Person, rich culture, good food, amazing music, endless adventure and fun, all enveloped in worshipping Him…

It will be unbelievable.

Loving Fairhope you guys!

Loving You Darlin!!! 🙂

Read Full Post »

Or is it A friend is a friend forever?…don’t know….Oh, those old days of Michael W. Smith, SCC, and the like…such sweet memories attached to 90’s Christian music songs…no matter how cheesy…

I can count on my hand the kind of friends that are super special/love them like a sister/tell them anything/be totally yourself/act really dumb with and not care type of friends….

They are hard to come by and when you are given one…they are a forever friend…no matter the distance…or the time that has gone by since you last talked…you can pick right up where you left off…

This past weekend was one of those pick right up where we left off times with Darla…except where we left off was when we had (collectively speaking) three kids…and now there are five…

Doing a group shot was not happening…

 

I went down there thinking I would get to relax a little…enjoy a day at the park…spend lots of time catching up with Darla…Yeah…WRONG!

Our days were spent chasing little ones, wiping noses and behinds, feeding babies, cleaning up after them, and loving on them…Only after they were all put to bed were the four of us able to chill…over a glass of wine and laughter, mind you!!!…so good for the soul…

We were able to reminisce and laugh over days gone by…college days where we were so different than we are today…and share stuff with each other…hurts and problems and issues we are facing…that too is so good for the soul…

Overall..a sweet weekend…one I wish would come around more often…

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, maybe next time we will hire a babysitter (or two) for a night out to dinner, eh???!!

I hope your week is going wonderfully!!!

P.S. If you are a coldplay fan, their new song is out and it is (not surprisingly) phenomenal…. 🙂

Love to You!!!!!!!!

Read Full Post »

I so enjoyed Marks sermon yesterday! I love to study David.  I think he was the most fascinating man in the old testament.  He is so real…so messed up…but so in love with God.  Mark touched on something though that really hit a nerve with me and brought back all kinds of memories…and that was the topic of rejection and being young and how it so affects you. (Homeschooling is becoming quite appealing to me! Too bad I would be a dreadful teacher!)

As I sat there, sipping my coffee still in my lovely baggy t-shirt and basketball shorts (very attractive pajamas :)) enjoying the comfort of watching a sermon from our couch…I went back to the days when I was a little 10,11 year old.  We had just moved from Tuscaloosa to Fairhope and it was a hard move for all of us I think.  I was beginning the fifth grade and entered into a whole new world of important things consisting of what clothes you wear…who you are friends with…what parties you go to…ect.  I was a scared, frightened little thing…but I adjusted…

One day at school, there were a couple of us who were in trouble for something very minute and small, so the teacher, in all of her abounding wisdom and compassion,  lined us up outside in a row and had the other 5th graders throw rotten eggs at us. They were eggs that had been used in some science experiment and the teacher had told the other students to just throw it at our feet. ????.  What an idiot, I might add…

So they threw…hard…laughing all the while..

I still remember egg all over my brand new, so cool, Limited sweatshirt.  It was THE most humiliating thing…and as silly as it is at 26 years old I still remember that like it was yesterday.

Needless to say, from the get go, my days throughout middle school and high school even, I really struggled with insecurity and doubt, and just the longing to be accepted and…like Mark talked about…chosen.  I wanted to be popular and liked.  Who doesnt?

Those tumultuous years taught me a lot though.  I learned that no matter how bad I wanted to be liked and accepted by other kids, I would much rather follow Jesus. At the same time, I have also noticed the desire in me to prove myself…to somehow show that I am worthy of acceptance…

As I have been working all of that out, I have begun to taste such freedom.  Such joy. Such peace in who I am.  I am chosen by the most High God and I get to experience His adoration…His approval…His acceptance…and there is nothing better.  I dont care about what people think of me.  I dont care if I dont wear the right things…or drive the right cars…or do life a certain way.  I am understanding more and more what truly matters and I am falling in love with it…with Him…and that is one of the best feelings in the world.

 And when life throws you eggs…make egg salad! Love that stuff! 🙂 I hope your week is beautiful!

photo from here

Read Full Post »

Darla

Darla is my best friend. I sound like a second grader…but its true…even though we are miles apart and dont see each other very much at all..she is my kindred spirit. (You’d know what I meant if you have ever watched Anne of Green Gables)

I met Darla in my first year of college.  Its actually a funny story.  We were in orientation and I saw her a few rows in front of me.  I noticed her because she was very beautiful.  The director man asked who came the furthest to go to school here, and it was her. Her and her mother stood up and introduced themselves and I remember thinking mean thoughts because she was so darn gorgeous.  I just knew that she had to be the snobbiest girl ever…that she probably partied and drank a lot.  I know that is extremely judgemental…but you have to understand that I went to highschool where there were girls like that.

The girls werent mean to my face…but a lot of them had that attitude that so many do at that age and beyond that says “i’m better and cooler and prettier and more popular than you will ever be.” And it left me with a bad taste in my mouth regarding “pretty girls” in general. Its sad but true.

So, I left orientation and my roomate and I were assigned suite-mates (which means room/bathroom/room.) And we were both excited to meet new people and gain new friends. So my roomate walks up to me holding a piece of paper and says…”our suite-mates are Darla and Liza.”  Yeah, immediately, I knew it was God and I laughed.

The two years we were there together, we were inseparable.  One of our favorite teachers would see one of us alone and ask where the other one was.  A lot of time has passed since then and she is still my kindred spirit friend and I dont know what I would do without her.  She is so wonderful…even her name…who has that name!…Darla…(except  from Little Rascals).

But that really taught me a huge lesson about judging others before I even know them.  People are so beautiful, so different, such gems if we would lay down  our pre-conceived notions and just get to know them.  You really cant judge a book by its cover.

Read Full Post »