…wearing my daddy’s wool socks and cable knit sweater. I’ll admit it, I am a daddy’s girl. But really y’all, men’s clothing is almost always more comfortable than women’s. It always has more “breathing room” (and yes, my father wears an XL so that could account for the bagginess on my petite stature haha). Honestly I borrow my brother and father’s clothes like sweaters, socks, sweatpants, etc. more than I borrow my mom’s clothing…is that weird? If it is, deal with it. 😉…eating my mom’s white chicken chili. I truly believe there is something magical about my mom’s cooking. She cracks me up in that even if she uses a recipe, she typically deviates from it so much that the recipe becomes an insignificant jumble of ingredients and she makes it her own creation. Luckily for my family she cooks in big batches so we can have leftovers. Nothing like chili on a cold winter day! Goodness, am I going to miss my parents and their cooking when I move off to college 😦
…speaking of chili, it is pretty darn CHILLY down here in Texas. Just to give non-Texans a perspective of our bi-polar weather, on Sunday, March 2nd it got up to 75 degrees. Fast forward to yesterday (Tuesday), March 4rd, us Texans woke up to a Texas winter wonderland, complete wind chills in the teens & basically everything except the ground was frozen (including my body). We get called “wimps” by other states, but I don’t care who you are, it was COLD!
…I am learning to love not wearing makeup. I used to be that girl who wouldn’t dare been seen without a heavy-handed coat of mascara on. Lately, I’ve come to realize the less I care about my appearance, the more I can see the almighty beauty of Our Creator, and am learning to appreciate the woman He has molded me into. With much prayer and meditation on His word, the burden of having to look the way society wants me to has been lifted off of my shoulders. The other day I forgot to bring my makeup with me to finish it in the car on the way to work…and I didn’t care. Not even a tiny bit.
Ladies, take a day or week where you “cleanse” yourself from cosmetics and meditate on God’s definition of beauty. Let it sink into you, and recognize the uniqueness God has etched into not only your physical appearance, but also your inner workings.
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears The Lord is to be praised.” [Proverbs 31:30]
God’s Gift of Community:
Over the years I have struggled with my introvert personality, which Satan sometimes manifests into thinking I’m a “loner” and feeling sorry for myself. Who wants that?! I know I am not the only one who has dealt/is dealing with this in their life. One thing I have found in the past year or so that God has utilized to protect me from Satan’s evil interventions and further my relationship with The Lord is COMMUNITY. A couple years or so ago, I used to keep to myself to a few good friends here and there. I was reading my bible, but not pursuing The Lord like I should have been. I faced trials after trials, all sending me into a “funk” of sorts.
Fast forward to current time. I have immersed myself into a group of wonderful, godly friends who everyday help guide me on my faith walk. I have learned more in the last year or so about The Word and myself than I have in the whole 18 years before that. I have brothers and sisters in God who I know I can call for help when times get tough. —side note: I just started getting teary eyed, y’all— Some girls in particular (if reading, you know who you are 🙂 ), I can sincerely call my sisters. I cannot even fathom the measure at which God has blessed me to have crossed paths with this group of beautiful beings. They accept me for who I am–my quirks and all.
“How good and pleasant it is when God’s people live together in unity!” Psalm 133:1
“I appeal to you, brothers and sisters, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you agree with one another in what you say and that there be no divisions among you, but that you be perfectly united in mind and thought.” 1 Corinthians 1:10
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.” – C.S. Lewis