There is something grand about our God--He will use any moment to make a new beginning. He loves creating opportunities for us to start anew. Each year, each season, each month, each week--every morning, His mercies are new!
There is a hunger in my soul--I want to love God deeply, authentically, consistently. He has been stirring this in my heart. It’s not enough to just fit Him in. But honestly? I’m afraid. Afraid I’ll start this goal and drop it like so many others. I’m even afraid of the vulnerability it takes to share this publicly. It’s a risk to open this up and tell you about it. Yet the treasure, that intimacy with God, is worth the seeking. And it’s worth sharing with you, in the hopes that my story will encourage you to pursue God more.
And that’s what I see, when I look around me--I see that I’m not the only one that wants this deeper relationship with God. We want to go back to that first love--that radical, life changing love where God is a fire in our soul. I believe that lifestyle is readily available to those who are willing to seek it relentlessly. Will you join me?
What better time to restart, than at the start of the fall season? Many already consider this the start of a new year with school starting and family schedules changing to fit new routines.
Will you join me to make a conscious effort this fall to tune in to Jesus first? To put His love first in our minds? To seek that first love, this fall? Honestly--what better time than your current now? His “restart” button is always accessible. His forgiveness is waiting to be accepted.
Will you join with me on this journey? Let’s make this our First Love Fall.
If you use instagram, I’ll be posting regularly there as I make this journey using the hashtag, #firstlovefall and I’d love to see you share your story with that hashtag, too.
Monday, August 24, 2015
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
This week has been like a bag of BeanBoozled Jelly Bellies. You know those ones? With half great flavored and half ones like snot flavor? Every time I've reached in for the next thing, I've either been blessed with a great moment or shocked with a depressing or ugly one.
I had everything from a heart-shattering funeral to a two-hour long exciting meeting to a sickness that knocked me out cold for 36 hours, to a much-needed dinner out with my BFF, to adding about 100 things to my to do list, to a fun photoshoot on Saturday, to pulling together as much of the WorshipArts APEX prep as I can, to celebrating the amazing mothers in my life.
All this week. And all while my heart is processing grief in a way I never have before. I have empathized with people who’ve been grieving before, but I get it in a deeper way now that I just start crying in the middle of what’s supposed to be a happy moment, or my words come out sharp and shattered when I’m just trying to be kind. I know others are experiencing even deeper grief. I wasn’t even deeply connected to the amazing woman who passed away. But my community was. My family was. I’m feeling it like I was, too.
Yesterday I got to have a minute to do something I really love—arranging flowers. I picked out different kinds, some fresh and some store bought. I clipped them and thought through where each flower would land. It got messy, and sometimes the thorns on the roses hurt, but it was worth it to make something beautiful. As I was editing this picture and trying to decide what to say, I realized this week is really kind of like that... It's a pruning season.
Maybe that's what Gods doing with me. He's clipping here and there, and while it's all still beautiful from His eyes, it's not quite there yet. Some of the my bruised and broken leaves are being removed. Maybe he'll use this to take my pieces and put them together into something beautiful that blesses His heart, and blesses His people.
Written by Tori
Saturday, April 11, 2015
It’s been interesting to see the mixed responses I’ve gotten. A lot of people have been hesitant--for good reason. Taking in a housemate is a big deal and lots of people don’t mix well. The fact is though, there truly isn’t another person I’d feel more trusting and comfortable with living with us than my sister. We understand each other very well, her and Peter get along phenomenally, and she’s going to be giving us some very welcome help with WorshipArts, too!
The plan is she’ll be with us at the very least until the end of the summer. I wouldn't be surprised if she stays longer though--unless of course England or Canada or some other foreign land catches hold of her wanderlust. =)