mar 11 - happy Strength

Today I am happy.

An unnatural happiness, actually.

It could be because a week from tomorrow I leave to go see my amazing best friend in Utah. (Photo on right from the last time we got together in Utah…expect greatness in a few weeks!)

Or because our church was so full of vibrant, beautiful life last night at the Bible Series viewing party.

Or I could be still on cloud nine from Duke beating North Carolina last Saturday. (If you missed that game…I’m sad for you. No really.)

Or because my friend just accepted a dinner invitation, and she knows how much I love being in community around tables.

Or because I am looking forward to meeting with the zaniest group of ladies who are on fire for serving others and spreading what I like to call the ‘propoganda’ tonight.

Or it could be because I didn’t get enough sleep last night.

Or maybe even because this slice of pizza I am eating right now has extra olives. It is always the small things, after all.

But today those things are just happy contributions to my Monday.

Today happiness comes from the pure, sweet Holy Spirit filling my soul.

Laughter bubbling easily from my lips.

Easy going nature fully restored.

Songs are heard through my office door as I cannot contain my worship. (I’m not sorry if I’m annoying you! Worship with me!)

This Lenten journey started 27 days ago…27 looooonnnng days ago.

Before this journey started I never imagined I could stick with blogging every day. It takes its toll, and at times I want to throw the towel in…ok A LOT of times. Then my stubborn side kicks in and I get my blog posted before I go to sleep for the night, which I count as that ‘day,’ by the way.

But over halfway through this Lenten journey there are so many amazing things happening.

I am in scripture more and I am LOVING being in God’s word again, with passion instead of obligation.

I am listening more. God still speaks…we just never make room to listen.

I am worshipping more, since I gave up ‘secular music’ for Lent. Check out the ‘Jammin’ tab at the top of the blog and you’ll see what I’ve been worshipping to this Lent season. I’ve actually been jammin’ today all by my happy little self. (My boss walked by and said, ‘Well, aren’t you the songbird today!’)

I am uttering prayers more consistently than usual.

I am being more intentional.

I am being more like the person God desires me to be…and that feels pretty damn good.

Endnote: I was going to find the ‘perfect’ scripture for the Rethink Church word today, ‘happy,’ but then I decided God’s people reflecting his joy is the best visual of ‘happy’ scripture out there.


Find. Not found. Find.

That is important because found implies something that has already been located or been established.

Find implies seeking something…an action on your part.


It shouldn’t be. It should be invigorating. It should be enticing.

Seeking brings new experiences. Seeking brings new friendships. Seeking means adventures. Seeking means discovering something new. Seeking brings a change to the mundane in your life!

I love photography. I love seeing things through the lens. I find the whole balance of a composition fascinating. Even when I am not looking through the lens, I find myself looking at landscapes, sunsets, architecture as though I was looking through that lens…even when my camera isn’t with me. It’s a gift and a curse.

One of my favorite things is the ONE shot out of 200 that is fantastic. I like the challenge of getting that ONE shot. I really believe what Ansel Adams once said, ‘Sometimes I do get to places just when God’s ready to have somebody click the shutter.’

The thing about that moment is that I have to seek it out. Mountains don’t move to me. Ocean does not come to the Midwest no matter how much we want it to be here. When I am on mission trips to orphanages, the best photos of kids don’t entail me sitting still in a chair hoping the kids get close enough for a great shot. And without regard to what I want…trees don’t realign when the composition is a bit off for me. Frustrating, I know!

If I want that fantastic sunrise shot, I have to get my ass out of bed way before the sun hits the horizon line, which is, sadly, really hard for me. And I always have to apologize the night before to anyone with me for my crankiness the coming morning. Thankfully, the adventure of a photo hunt and coffee normally win out by the time we find our spot.

Here’s the thing, if I didn’t make the effort to get up, run through Starbucks to give me an extra kick and make it to the ‘perfect’ sunrise spot…I don’t get the photo. I lose out on the amazing gift of getting to a place in time for God to let me be the one to click the shutter.

But when I do seek it, when I set myself aside…and I do ultimately find the perfect photo. It’s the greatest reward and honor to capture that image.

Mar 8 - find