Friday, June 22, 2012


Do I think that what he did was ABSOLUTELY AWFUL?  Yes.  Do I think him being sentenced for life is just?  One hundred percent.  I think God hates what Sandusky did.  I think Jesus weeps with those boys.  It hurts that they had to go through that kind of trauma.  But you know what?  In all the frenzy, something else hurt me too.  I saw many Facebook statuses about being so happy Sandusky got convicted—which is understandable. I believe in justice too and I’m glad he’s no longer hurting people.  Others were harsher though, saying things like, “There must be a special place because hell isn’t bad enough for people like that.”  I believe that Jesus died for Sandusky’s sins.  Even though it’s hard, I believe Jesus took the shame of those actions upon himself.  I believe that the same evil that is in Sandusky is in me—dare I say it—I believe it is in you too.  There is nothing we aren’t capable of apart from Christ.  If we choose to live out of our wounds and to slip further away from God and the good he instilled in us, there is no monstrosity out of our bounds. I pray that Sandusky would feel convicted about his unjust actions.  But I also pray that he would come in contact with God’s steadfast, irresistible love.  I pray that Sandusky would seek forgiveness and God would meet him there and flood him with unconditional love and healing (Sandusky was a victim of abuse himself).  I believe that Jesus’ blood is pure enough to wash my dirt and Sandusky’s dirt away.  I pray that we would all come to know God deeply and personally experience his love which surpasses all understanding. 

What are your thoughts and feelings about this issue?

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Getting My Baby Fix

Sometimes I get baby fever.  We're on the five year down to four year plan, so I have to restrain my desire for kiddos.  One good cure for this is to hangout with a couple of Phil's cousins who are single moms to super cute baby girls.  They could use the break and I could use the snuggles.  For the first little bit I'm like, "Awww I want one."  Then they start screaming, or drooling, or puking and I'm like, "I can wait."

Baby & Mama

Baby & Mama

Yep...that's my husband.

Aren't these little ladies adorbs?  Any other sure-fire cures for baby fever you could suggest for me?

Wednesday, June 13, 2012


Shirt: F21.  Skinnies:  Christmas, thanks Mom.  Sweater:  Random store in Canada.  Headband:  Shopco.  Shoes:  got under questionable morals.  (They are JCrew and were in a giveaway pile in our apartment laundromat and they were in my size.  That's destiny people).

I like repurposing things.  For example, steal borrow husband's rockin' skinny tie.  Pull it through your belt loops.  And voila!  Tie becomes a sash/belt!  Coral and shades of grey make such good friends.

Or start with bottles of champagne.  Drink said bottles in good company (My dad-in-law actually saved these for me after Phil spilled that I like to use them for "art" projects).  Add twine and hot glue.  Presto!  Cute vases.  I like the look of plain glass bottles and I like how the twine makes it a little more rustic.  I also painted one with chalkboard paint (easy-peasy).  I'd like to see these with billy balls in them one day.  But we have so much decor stuff lying around that for now I am trying to make use of what we have.

I think Jesus would approve, I mean he makes beautiful things out of the dust.  It gives me hope that I can be repurposed too.  From a selfish girl that serves materials, image, and people-pleasing to a beautiful woman who lives to pour out love on God that overflows to others.

And just for fun, while the hubs was taking pictures of my outfit I wanted to show you what he was wearing too.  This is what he did when I asked him to pose for the picture.

Hat:  Nordstrom Rack.  Shirt:  JcPenney.  Cardy:  F21.  Hotness:  Jesus made him.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Blog Makeover

Ahhhh isn't it pretty around here lately?  I have to give credit where credit is due because my technologically unintelligent mind could never have created this.  Sue from As It Seems Designs gave my blog a makeover--for free!  I snagged her help before she started charging.  She did a great job!  Even though it will cost you monies now, her prices are still very reasonable.  She was very friendly and fun to work with.  I love that it looks so fresh and clean but still whimsical.  Philip even said that the "Shoes" on my header up there reminded him of an old-fashioned Coke bottle.  I think that's man-talk for classic vintage.  What do you think?  

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

What I Wore: Graduation Edition

This last weekend my babies graduated! *sniff*  I can hardly believe that my brother Mike and sister Jordy are old enough to be moving on the the "Real World," and I am so proud of everything they've risked, given, and worked hard for thus far.  Since my sis lives in Warden and my bro here in P-town, we spent the weekend driving back and forth for their ceremonies and parties.  The little girl in me loves an occasion to dress up and this weekend was no exception.  I wore this to Jordan's graduation:

Dress:  Target.  Necklace:  Krafty Kash.
And check out what the hubs wore?  Gotta love that skinny tie!

And I wore this for Mike's graduation:

Shirt and Skirt:  Forever21.  Jacket:  Gift from Mama.   Necklace:  Nordstrom Rack.
Those other beautiful and well-dressed women are my sisters.  On the far right is my dad, not looking too bad himself.

Linking up with The Pleated Poppy.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Much Forgiveness, Much Love

Luke 7:36-51

36 Then one of the Pharisees invited Him to eat with him. He entered the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table. 37 And a woman in the town who was a sinner found out that Jesus was reclining at the table in the Pharisee’s house. She brought an alabaster jar of fragrant oil 38 and stood behind Him at His feet, weeping, and began to wash His feet with her tears. She wiped His feet with the hair of her head, kissing them and anointing them with the fragrant oil.
39 When the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he said to himself, “This man, if He were a prophet, would know who and what kind of woman this is who is touching Him—she’s a sinner!”
40 Jesus replied to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.”
“Teacher,” he said, “say it.”
41 “A creditor had two debtors. One owed 500 denarii, and the other 50. 42 Since they could not pay it back, he graciously forgave them both. So, which of them will love him more?”
43 Simon answered, “I suppose the one he forgave more.”
“You have judged correctly,” He told him. 44 Turning to the woman, He said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house; you gave Me no water for My feet, but she, with her tears, has washed My feet and wiped them with her hair. 45 You gave Me no kiss, but she hasn’t stopped kissing My feet since I came in. 46 You didn’t anoint My head with olive oil, but she has anointed My feet with fragrant oil. 47 Therefore I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven; that’s why she loved much. But the one who is forgiven little, loves little.” 48 Then He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.”
49 Those who were at the table with Him began to say among themselves, “Who is this man who even forgives sins?”
50 And He said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you. Go in peace.”

What I love about this passage is that at my best I am this woman.  If you’ve ever spent much time with me in person (like, more than 5 minutes) then you probably know that I’m a crier.  Tears sometimes start flowing at the most awkward times.  You see, for me, crying doesn’t always mean I’m sad.  It means my passion has been evoked.  It means I am speaking (or thinking) about something close to my heart.  At my best I am weeping at Jesus’ feet because I know how much I have been forgiven, and because I love him so much.  The woman is showing her humility by washing his feet—an act reserved for the lowliest of servants.  She is becoming intimate with her Savior by letting down her hair in front of him—something women of the time only did in front of their husbands.  She is worshiping him by pouring out her perfume to anoint him—it may have been the most expensive and precious thing she owned.

What disturbs me about this passage is that at my worst I am this Pharisee.  I question God’s goodness and remind him that this person or that person is a great sinner.  At times, I am too dignified to wipe Jesus’ feet.  I am too greedy to give him my prized anointing oil.  I am too embarrassed to vulnerably praise him. Sometimes when I read this I think, “Well pttsh, I am the one who has been forgiven little which is really too bad because it means I don’t have as much of an opportunity to love God.”  I don’t have one of those crazy stories about being an alcoholic-turned-saint.  My past sins look pretty squeaky clean.  As a kid, I did what my parents asked.  I got good grades.  I said nope to dope.  But what if that’s not really what Jesus is saying here?  The bible says that ALL have fallen short of the glory of God.  I think if we’re honest, we all owe really big debts.  I think the difference between the one who loves little and the one who loves much is not that one HAS a bigger debt, but that one REALIZES the weight of that debt.  The first simply perceives their debt as small, while the second knows how much they have been forgiven of.  I pray that Jesus would continue restoring my heart and that every day I would be more like the woman and less like the Pharisee.  I pray that we would all recognize the weight of our forgiven debt.  I pray that my love, and your love, for God would grow.  

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