the one you'll find.

Your eyes are searching the earth

The groom's eyes are searching for her

You're looking for hearts' eyes

To see what you're worth

The treasure of the universe

Find me in this holy thirst

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I would be the one you'd find

Your eyes are burning with fire

The groom's eyes they burn with desire

For a lover who's waiting

For the love of her life

And I would I would be the one you'd find

O god who's merciful and kind

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I would be the one you'd find

I would be the one you'd find

Find me here

Find me now

Find me when I can't find myself

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I will love you

And I would be the one you'd find

And I would be the one you'd find

{the one you'll find}

by shane & shane

everything.

so often i feel that i am going to miss out on something. that if i am not actively in my friends lives that i will miss out on something amazing that i am supposed to experience. that if i am not everywhere all the time then i may miss out on something that could change my life. and i don't know about you but i hate missing out.

a friend of mine calls it FOMO (fear of missing out). 

let me tell you i have a serious, chronic case of FOMO.

i am addicted to being a part of experiences that will produce a good story. i love to tell stories. good stories. and i love to be a character in those stories. the ones that you will share at a dinner party or over lunch with a friend that will make you giggle uncontrollably.

i recently (like as in today) started doing a study of ephesians by the wonderful blog {she reads truth}.

this past weekend i help a precious friend of mine, molly, move into her new adorable house. i felt the need to be there the entire weekend because i do not want to miss anything. i wanted to be a part of every detail of that move. to experience the funny moments, because lets be honest when you are moving you ALWAYS find the things that were forgotten about and stashed away that always can produce a good bell chuckle. 

i adore a good belly chuckle. molly loves belly chuckles as well. she also is an incredible cook and baker. yes she is good at both 

{rare gem!} 

moving on... (see what i did there). when i was reading my day one of ephesians verse 14 hit me like a mack truck driving about 100 mph. 

" we will get EVERYTHING God has planned for us, a praising and glorious life"
{message translation}

how beautiful.

we will get everything that God has planned. and it is not because we are perfect, it is not because we didn't mess up this week, or because we were at the right place at the right time. it is simply because we are his children. we have been adopted by him. he has a beautiful plan that was tailor made for each of us and we get it simply because we have been chosen by him (v.4).

we get everything. because we are blessed, chosen, made holy and blameless, and adopted.

so although i love to be apart of a great story. i do not have to have FOMO about missing out on my story. on my beautiful story that has been crafted just for me.

now that is something that i want to steep in this monday morning.

dear 16 year old me,

buy a straightener.

it will take you far in life.

starting point.

maybe it is the yellow school buses that i see driving around. or maybe it is the fact that i am helping a sweet friend move into a new house this weekend. or maybe its just the fact that this past year i have been baptized in change. whatever it is i feel like the word start has continued to pop in my head over and over again.

the beautiful thing about a new start is that it is a fresh start. it offers us with the realm of possibility that there is hope that anything is possible. the sky is the limit. that you are opening the door to an unknown excitement of adventure. 

that you can finally be a better person. that you will lose that weight. that you will finally make it through a day without shooting death eyes at the car in front of you in traffic.

whatever this "fresh start" may represent the truth of the matter is that there is a point. just like in a race, there is that anticipation before the gun goes off.

but with every start. there is a starting point.

with change there is a point where we are ready to make change.

this "school year" {yes i still operate from august to august} i am at another starting point. a point where it is time to create margins in my life. this summer has been the very definition of "go" and to be completely honest...
i. am. exhausted.

so this august i am at the starting point of giving myself some space.

of not trying to be everything for everyone.

of going and just resting.


“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

{matthew 11:28-30}