Aware

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I’ve been studying the story of Moses recently.  Our kids are doing a musical about Moses freeing the slaves, and in an effort to help them understand more about the man they’re singing about (no kids, Moses was not one of Jesus’ disciples), I’ve been learning more about him, too. The other day I was reading the story of Moses at the burning bush. I’ve read this story many, many times and heard it told a hundred different ways. But this time, I was struck by something new. There was one word that stood out and changed everything for me: Aware.

God spoke to Moses, and he said, “I have certainly seen the oppression of my people in Egypt. I have heard their cries of distress because of their harsh slave drivers. Yes, I am aware of their suffering.”

Aware. That word says everything, doesn’t it? Often, in times of hurt or fear or pain, we feel like God is absent—like he doesn’t know or doesn’t care about what we’re going through.

But God speaks to Moses in the most miraculous of ways, and assures him that he does indeed see what’s going on:

I know. I see. I’m there. It may not be the way you want right now, but I promise that I’m working in this, too. I’m aware. I’m with you. 

I think that what we want so often is just to be seen. So many people are walking through life carrying massive burdens that know one else can see. And even though we may try to keep these parts of our lives quiet, there is something inside of us longing for someone to come along and say that they see our pain. They get it. They’re right there with us. We want to know we’re not alone.

God’s promise to us is not only that we don’t have to go through it alone, but that he knows and understands what we’re experiencing.  He’s knows every fear, every worry, every hurt—he sees all of it. God is aware. Isn’t that a beautiful promise?

March Reading List

  1. The Hopefuls by Jennifer Close. The Hopefuls tells the story of a young couple living in D.C.  during Obama’s administration. Beth, the protagonist, follows her husband to our nation’s capital to pursue his political dreams and slowly (and somewhat painfully) learns to navigate the world of fierce competition, gossip, and shameless self-promotion.  The novel doesn’t have much of a plot, but I couldn’t put it down. More than anything, it offers a honest portrayal of the day-to-day pitfalls and triumphs of a marriage. Really good.
  2. Today Will Be Different by Maria Semple. I was excited to read this book because of how much I LOVED Where’d You Go, Bernadette? Unfortunately, this one didn’t quite live up to it.  Sample’s writing is funny and at times a little wacky, but I just couldn’t find anyone or anything to connect with in this novel. It felt like it lacked direction and purpose. I still really enjoy Semple’s style, but I wasn’t in love with this story.

Friday Links

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Happy Friday! I hope you’ve all had a great week. This weekend we’re spending time with friends, cheering on the Heels, and praying that the snow will stay far, far away. Hope you all have a fabulous weekend, too. XO

For your weekend reading pleasure…

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This One’s for the Girls

Yesterday was International Women’s Day, and I loved reading all the posts and comments from other women about the bold, beautiful ladies who have changed their lives. I love the idea of taking a day to celebrate women, because I am so deeply thankful for the friendships in my own life.

I am unapologetically a girl’s girl. I love my husband, but the truth is that I would be lost without my mom, my sisters, and my girlfriends. They are my TRIBE. The women in my life inspire me with their courage, compassion, and creativity. They are my confidantes and my cheerleaders. I can count on them to make me laugh, sit with me when I cry, celebrate with me when life is good, and help me finish a bottle of wine. To me, girlfriends are not optional. I need them, and they make my life sweeter and richer every single day.

We celebrate women because of the light and goodness and strength they bring to this world. And let’s be honest…they just get stuff done. Cheers to the wise, fierce, fabulous women we’re celebrating—may we know them, may we be them, may we raise them.

Currently: March

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Reading: The Hopefuls by Jennifer Close. I really loved Girls in White Dresses, so I was excited to see another novel from Jennifer Close. I’m only a few pages in, but so far I’m enjoying it. More on this one soon!

Watching: Happy Endings. Bryan and I are binge-watching Happy Endings on Hulu, and we’re both pretty obsessed. Think Friends if it was was made 20 years later. Obviously it’s not as good as Friends (nothing ever will be), but it has a very similar plot. And every episode makes us laugh out loud.

Listening: Ellie Holcomb/Red Sea Road. I’m loving this album for the season of Lent. It’s a beautiful reminder of God’s unfailing love and grace.

Learning: To be comfortable in my own skin. Getting to know yourself is one thing and making peace with who you are in another. I think we all have things we wish we could change. There are times I long to be more outgoing or adventurous.  I definitely wish I was more easygoing and flexible.  But every day I’m learning to be more comfortable with who I am and who God created me to be. I’m becoming more aware and more grateful for how my unique personality—and my unique gifts—equip me for the work God has called me to do. That doesn’t mean I don’t have things I need to work on and learn to do better. I absolutely do. But I am becoming more content, and that is a gift.

Anticipating: March Madness! I’m still celebrating the Tar Heel victory over Duke on Saturday and looking forward to a month of nothing but college basketball. Time to dance!

Friday Links

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Hey friends! It’s Friday, and I’m so, so thankful. It’s been a week. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I’m feeling tired and overwhelmed and way behind at the end of this week. TGIF, am I right?!? I’m headed out of town today for a women’s retreat with my church, and I’m looking forward to some time of rest and renewal.  It’s much needed! XO

For your weekend reading pleasure….

Lent and the View from the Mountain

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In Exodus, God speaks to Moses and says, “Come up to the mountain and stay here.” It’s a simple invitation, and yet it strikes me as profoundly important.  As I’ve reflected on those words this week, I can’t help but think that this invitation is at the very heart of Lent. During this quiet,  reflective season, God offers us an opportunity to come up to the mountain with him and just stay.  He invites us to stay with nowhere to be and nothing pressing to do. He invites us to rest in the quiet and just listen. He invites us to be present and make space for his glory.

Last week I spent some time with a group of ministers talking about wellbeing.  One of the leaders spoke about this particular scripture and he noted that the thing about being on top of the mountain is that it changes your perspective.  Suddenly, your view is completely different.  When we’re on top of the mountain, we notice the beauty and majesty of creation—the vastness of it all.

But at the same time, everything feels smaller. The details fade, and we’re left with the reality of who we are.  We are human. We are small. Sometimes we fail. We are broken and in need of a Savior.

And yet, we are surrounded by the grace and majesty of God.

Lent offers us the chance to see things from a new perspective. Today, on this first day of the Lenten season, I’m giving myself the space to experience something new. I’ll be closing my office door for a few hours in order to go up to the figurative mountain and stay for a while with God.  I will let the details fade away, if only for a moment, and listen for how God is speaking to me in this season.

The invitation extended to Moses is for us as well.  If you’re tired, restless, weary, or broken, there is place for you to sit and rest. Come up to mountain, take in the view from the top, and stay.

 

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