Sunday, November 13

The Low Country.

Clearly now that I'm living in the low country I've adopted the Southern lifestyle. The livin' is slow and easy here, so I'll credit that as my excuse for not posting EVER.
Back to the living being slow and easy.... Life has been anything and everything except slow or easy. Jeff and I are both in the mission field, fighting daily: we're fighting against the world, Satan, evil, negativity. I've never been so tried in my life. I know that sounds silly, considering I live within a 5 minute bike ride from the beach, I have the best husband, I have a beautiful home (rental), I'm very healthy, and the Lord has chosen and equipped us for this time of battle. 
On a lighter note: 
Living in Hilton Head we are so close to so many neat areas. We've visited Savannah, GA, Jacksonville, FL, Atlanta, GA, Beaufort, SC, and duh- Hilton Head Island, SC. This area is so rich with history, stories, and unique opportunities and experiences. We've attended our first Oyster Roast, seen where Forrest Gump was filmed, gone to awesome shopping centers, and enjoyed lounging on the sandy shores of the Atlantic River. 

THE SOUTH- (thee sauth) noun.

1. Tea is sweet & accents are sweeter 2. Summer starts in April 3. Mac & cheese is a vegetable 4. Front porches are wide & words are long 5. Pecan pie is a staple 6. Y'all is the only proper noun 7. Chicken is fried & biscuits come with gravy 8. Everything is darlin' 9. Someone's heart is always bein' blessed.

We we're given a Low Country welcome basket when we moved down, and it included a picture frame with this written on it. We love it. Hope it shares a little taste of the Island living with you. 

Thursday, July 21

Ready, Set, Go...

Man. You know when you dwell on something for so long... think about it in high school it's starting to drive, homecoming, prom, graduation, etc. Then in college it's spring break with friends, a three week break between semesters, whatever sweet plans your summer consists of, graduating, finding a job, starting a life as a "real person". If we are honest with ourselves and evaluate how much time we spend thinking, planning, and preparing for something in the future, I think we'd all find that it's an overwhelming amount. Here's my question: When we are planning and thinking about the future, what are we doing with today? I'm so guilty of this.
Jeff and I have been praying, thinking, preparing, planning, visiting, and coordinating all the fine details of our move to Hilton Head since December 20th, 2010. We are finally moving in three days. The day we have given so much of our time to, in order to be ready, is finally here. As I sit in my living room surrounded by boxes and clutter, I wonder what I might have missed out on these passed seven months.
It's such a difficult concept because we are called to serve, and in order to serve there must be a plan and a mission. In Matthew 6, we are also told to flee from worry.
    “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?  Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
     “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Matthew 6:25-34
I believe there is such a fine line between the two ideas or worry and preparation, and I admit that I fall on either side of that line when it comes to events in my life. I need to be prepared for what is to come, but at what point does my eagerness and willingness to be prepared become twisted or contorted into worry? "Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?" wow. No, I sure can't, and I sure didn't. 
As we are in our final moments of preparation I think, finally, we feel ready... we have three more days until we go to our new mission field and fight. Regardless of the past seven months the Lord has given us a direct mission and forgiven us of our worry and any regrets we may have. I tell God constantly that I'm not prepared, I stress out about little details involving my new job as a teacher... And he remind me over and over that I need only to seek Him

Ready? (hard to say), Set? (maybe, probably not), Go! 
This is all the Lord requires of us, is that we go, no matter how capable, fit, confident, or prepared we may feel. There's no need for us to worry, He will handle all the details. 

Wednesday, April 20

Reminiscing: to indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events.  my beautiful bridesmaids.
Yep. Reminiscing. If you have already had a wedding, are currently planning a wedding, or have watched a friend fret over planning her wedding then you know how much it entails. There are so many little details that must be hashed out. Here is my advice... it really doesn't matter. I honestly don't even remember. All I know is I felt SO unbelievably loved, I felt beautiful, and the night ended and I had been transformed into Mrs. Thompson. I look back at pictures to jog my memory and help me remember exactly what everything looked like and exactly how I felt... funny, huh? Something that consumed my life for several months, you'd think I would have savored every last second of it. Nope. I remember the night ending by me being forced to run through a tunnel built by all my friends and family leading us out of the reception hall. All I could think is, seriously? It's over? Why didn't someone warn me? I wish I would have worn a watch (although, that is ridiculous), or a big countdown clock hanging somewhere.

Apparently we had a good time, uh? Like I said I like to look at these to remember to help me reminisce the day, that is said to be the, "the best day of my life". When else will we ever have a circle of people around us singing "Don't Stop Believing"? The answer- only at your own wedding. It's just not something that happens in real, everyday life.

This day was beautiful. It is my favorite day to date. The pictures were beautiful too, they help to capture the feeling and the atmosphere of this . I felt like I need to keep up with my posting. This is what has been on my mind. and what a great opportunity to show off our beautiful wedding, and the great work that our photographer did. When the wedding is 4 months past, you don't get to show wedding pictures anymore. The comments stop coming in on facebook, and I'm left looking at them reminiscing on what a great day it was.

Monday, April 18

Exactly 4 months.... and counting

Today has been exactly 4 month since mine and Jeff's wedding. My how things have changed. We got married on December 18th, 2010. We still have yet to experience comfort in our new life together. Immediately following our wedding we began praying for the Lord to reveal to us if going on Young Life staff in Hilton Head Island, South Carolina was what would glorify him most with our marriage. The answer we got was undeniable and Jeff accepted the position as area director of Hilton Head Island High School and Bluffton High School. The whole process is revealing so much to us. Not only has marriage been an adventure of itself, but we are going to embark on another journey. 

I could not have EVER dreamed of how appropriate the title of this blog was going to be and how accurately it would describe my life. I love how the Lord was working in my heart MONTHS ago. Preparing me to encounter new seasons, and reminding me that He will remain constant. 

As I've started to journey through the season of marriage, being a wife, and pursuing holiness, another journey is waiting not so far off. A journey of the unknown: leaving everything we know, leaving everything that is comfortable and pleasing to us, leaving our communities, family, fellowship, leaving the future we foolishly started planning. We are leaving what we started to call home behind to go and be missionaries in Hilton Head, South Carolina. Obviously, it's not a terrible place to be sent, and we're definitely not complaining. 

I am 4 months into one new season of beauty. And eagerly awaiting another. As I wrote in the title of this blog, "The beauty of entering new seasons of life is that there will always be one constant through it all." How mind blowing is that? That no matter what twists, turns, or loops our lives take... there is ONE constant. This really can't be misunderstood, it is imperative to the Christian life. 
I was reading in the BIble today, a friend suggested that while I'm "bored" on Spring Break I should study 1 Peter, so I am. Peter quotes from Isaiah... 
"All men are like grass, 
and all their glory is like the flowers
of the field; 
the grass withers and the flowers fall.
but the word of the Lord stands
1 Peter 1:24-25

but the word of the Lord stands forever! This is the only constant that I have. When we are moving our entire life this summer everything around me will be different and unfamiliar, except the Lord and his Word (and Jeff, of course). What a great reminder. I know that in 4 more months, when I'm shaken and my world is rocked, I'm going to humbly look back and remember these words...