Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Songs & Shelves!

Happy Sunday! 

Today really was a beautiful day, both inside and outside. Nobody's really sure what the midwest wants to do when it comes to weather, but today provided some much needed sunshine and chirpy birds to make up for the mini blizzard that rolled through yesterday.  

Our day began with worship, which, if I'm being honest, I could use every day. I took some time specifically today to give thanks for the praise and worship team that "adopted" me with open arms and has welcomed me as now a core member in our growth as a team. As with any ministry that truly speaks to the individual, I am so overwhelmed by just how at home I feel with them, each week as we support each other and lead our growing church plant in worship. 

And it's fun, too ;) 

silly rehearsal times
( But serious, when we need to be....)
lost in worship with this incredible, incredible team
photo cred: my awesome husband ♥
 And after church, I was feeling happy, and sunshiney, and flowy [the latter based on the hair I so. desperately. need. to cut...]. Either way, today really was a day of mental and bodily rejuvenation, and I was happy to soak it in.
happy :)
"SUNDAY IS A DAY OF REST!" is what I swear I heard in my ear every hour as Rob and I dove into a project we've [I've] been talking about for weeks. I've been chronicling in recent posts the growing collection of pretty spines [aka books] and wimsy little Funkos that have begun piling atop the mantle in our living. For fear that I'd come home one day to find the shelf broken off the wall - which Rob has assured me is quite unlikely to happen, I decided that in addition to the book nook I've been scheming for the upstairs room, there would be a bookshelf to accompany it.

And that birthed today's project: #StokesShelfie.
I gave it a hashtag because I'm that person, who will forever reference this and all book-related projects in my home with hashtag vernacular. Or maybe worse. #WHOKNOWS.
Rest in peace, pound sign

ANYWAY:
before [& yes, those are 2 separate shots, 2 separate angles]
I'll skip the boring part where Rob and I marched back and forth across Home Depot for 45 minutes debating on the best and most cost-efficient material for this. We eventually settled on primered boards, which meant no pre-painting on our end. WOO!
frame!
From there, it was Rob and his table saw, and me with a drill and chair because I'm too short for just about everything.
sectioned :)
 And then the fun part:
....aaaaand ONE. 
 And two, and three, and four......

And then FINALLY:  
done! done done done. 
Rob went back to the garage to continue hounding away at the motor he's been working on, and I took to re-homing a portion of my new shelf's inhabitants. It's late and I'm tired, so the rest will have to wait for another day.

It's still pretty awesome - I couldn't have done this without my super awesome husband's help; I am in LOVE with this [and him, duh].
#shelfie!
Phewww.
Gooood night, blogbots!

xo | cms

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Nuclear Meltdown

Today was [kiiiiiiind] of a [dramtically] rough day. I'll spare you the details.

Long story short, I was reminded harshly today that the power of prayer is sometimes one of the few strands of solace we have. Today was a bit dark. Today felt like a nuclear meltdown.

FACT:
Once upon a time, I was born human.
I was born with human flesh, and human physiology.
I was born with human tendencies and emotions.
I was born with a super-human ability to make mistakes.
I am currently, in human fashion, tripping all over the place.
I am still loved because of that human status, by the Father.
He was once human, too, for a few minutes.

The book of James is one of my favorite books in the entire Bible, and today I had a flash of this intensely comforting passage:  

2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3 because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. 4 Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

I will praise you in this storm.

xo | cmd