I believe that God has a great purpose and calling on your life and my desire is that in the words written on these pages you will be equipped and inspired to live out those callings daily for the one true king.
Living a life of faithfulness to the one who has called us is the heart of Beautiful Craziness.
I invite you to join me as we journey together in a life filled with the beauty of His grace and the crazy passions He has given us all.
There are days when things simply do not go as planned.
One time when I was like 15 my family and I went to Cabo San Lucas for vacation. The trip in general is what we affectionately call the “vacation from hell!” Everything that could go wrong went wrong. Oh how we laugh about it now, but it was the longest week which brought with it a new mess each day.Details
I am standing at my back patio. It’s a windy night. The strong, cool breeze pushes against me as I breathe it in. The night is bright, a full moon is directly above me as scattered clouds hasten across the sky.
For months I have been in a funk.
Engulfed in a myriad of fear and doubt, insecurities and uncertainties.
I’ve been bogged down by the noise and every time I have desired to rise, life manages to sucker punch me. Oh nothing out of the ordinary is occurring in our lives…from the outside in we are happy and healthy and fine.
Yet, in the past few weeks I have been made aware of the fact that I have been wasting away. This crankiness, sour disposition and even bitterness has crept into my soul and has even plagued my relationships, my desires and mostly my faith.
What’s going on? Nothing.
Yet, you know how people say that attitude is everything…well, maybe they are onto something.
As I stand out in the cool night I realize all of this life…it’s a gift.Details
I’ve put aside this blog for a few months because, to be honest, I had nothing to say.
I felt a little overwhelmed, a little insecure and well, I was totally flailing. I hadn’t heard much from God and really, I wasn’t listening. I was too busy. Too tired. Too undone.
Plus, there has been so much noise. Unfiltered sounding gongs. I honestly haven’t wanted to contribute to the noise. I haven’t wanted to use my voice or words and I fell into believing the lie that more words were useless and they didn’t matter. Who wants to hear about my little struggles or lessons or motherhood fails or desires? The world has been on fire in every aspect and so what difference does my life make in any of these things.
And so I have been quiet.Details
I was exhausted. My whole body ached.
“Am I getting sick? I don’t have time to be sick!
Is it just pure exhaustion? After a relaxing weekend, why am I still tired?
If I go to sleep now I’ll get 5 hours. I can’t function well on 5 hours, but its better than 4.
Why am I still awake? My head hurts.
Maybe I should be praying for someone. God am I awake because I need to be interceding? …nope, just awake apparently. I got nothing God. Since I’m up, maybe you can just put someone on my heart. Super sincere, I know.”
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. My husband was lying next to me lightly snoring.Details