Monday, November 2, 2015

All is Well

God has been doing so much lately!
In reality, If I were to have a conversation with someone detailing all the things He's done, I honestly don't think I could pinpoint all the little touches. You know, like when you can't stop looking at your spouse or significant other and you keep stupidly smiling at them; which leads them to ask "what?"

and your brilliant mind only comes up with "I don't know, I just love you.."

Because you just can't put into words in that moment all the things you notice about them, all the small glances you send their way as you watch them live their life- you just soak it all in, and can only muster "I don't know" in response to why you're staring.
And that's basically how I'm feeling about Jesus lately.
I can't place my finger on exactly what is going on or give a reason to why I'm more enthralled now than last month. I feel more connected, I have a hunger that I just can't seem to quench. I have 3 hours alone every morning at my workplace with access to an awesome speaker system that I get to use. I usually have worship music on for that time, but recently I've been loving listening to sermons from a church I adore: Bethel Church in Redding, California. My church- Bethel Cleveland- is not directly a branch of Bethel Redding, but they like to follow in its footsteps. 

With all the things I've laid out in my previous post, which you can read here, it has been a busy year and life has gotten in the way of who truly deserves my attention: my Saviour. Stress has gotten the best of me. But then again, who hasn't stress robbed at some point? I don't think I know one person who can say they've escaped that terrible hole every time it comes into their path.

As I've gotten to listen to sermons in the morning, it's been helping to realign my thinking and renew my mind. And, thanks a lot, now I'm a sappy mess most of the time. I see one sentimental thing and my new-found mushy heart makes me cry. (Ladies, anyone?) Netflix, tears. Seeing a family with little kids, crying.  Deep & profound quote hanging on a wall somewhere, here comes the flood.

That is one of the many things popping up in my daily life as Jesus does more and more heavy lifting for me. I'm remembering to consider people's feelings more deeply, to give more grace to daily happenings, to turn to prayer more often as a solution to my problems.
As a testament to my growth, I saw a necklace that I just had to buy when I walked into a boutique the other week. Really, I probably shouldn't have been in there since stuff costs, ya know, money...but I went in and I saw it and I had to have it.
Disclaimer, I DID text my husband to make him aware that I was buying jewelry. It is a small charm necklace with the simple phrase "It is well with my soul"

That's it. Tears. In the store.

Because it was! I was yelling in my head, "Yes! It IS well with my soul! What a coincidence."
That summed it up. This little green patch of spiritual growth that has snuck its way into my life was printed in physical form on a necklace that I saw the when I walked in the door. All is well with my soul; and that is the full accumulation of the little touches God has been doing, the answer to the "I don't know"s of why I've been so enthralled with my saviour lately-
He has settled my soul.
And when your soul is settled & your heart is full, you have peace.

I still have hard days at work. I still get prickly sometimes and don't think about the consequences of my words or actions before I blurt them out or make snap judgements. In fact, I had a rough day at work about 5 hours ago.
But, all is well with my soul.

And that is really as good as it gets. I'm thankful, I'm happy with life, I love my husband, I have coffee every day- perfection.

So, that's the little snippet of the grace this girl has grown in this week.
I hope all is well with your soul, too!
-Britney

Friday, October 23, 2015

Embrace the Gray

It's been quite some time since my last blog post. A year I think. 

Kinda crazy, as I feel I always have a story to tell someone or something I find funny to share. I guess you don't really realize how busy life is until you look back and realize how much you didn't get done!

In 12 months SO much has unfolded into my husband & mine's life; 
We've celebrated an anniversary
We've moved
We became godparents to another beautiful girl
We became an Aunt and Uncle
I've gotten a promotion at work
He's gotten a new job and started his Doctorate degree in school

Sadly, we have also lost a greatly loved friend of ours
And I have had to say goodbye to one of my two pets.

As the days go by and the time goes faster, I've come to learn that the more you learn to appreciate and love life the more gray hairs you start to get on your head. At least I think that's what it must mean because I love life more than I ever have, but life is also harder than its ever been and I have more gray hair than I ever thought I would at 23.

It's starting to really show...



What in the world? I got my first gray hair at 19. I'll never forget standing in my parent's bathroom at home and seeing it. I've always had a thing for gray. I think its beautiful, nothing to be ashamed of. I even have resolved that I'd never dye mine, never cover that beauty up. I just didn't think I'd have it yet. But there it was. Bright white. Making me stare wide-eyed.

That first gray was the fruit of working at my Jimmy John's. We opened in November of 2011 and I had gray coming in before February '12.

I probably had 6 or 7 from then 'til now. Nothing huge. In May of this year I got promoted to general manager.

It has been a blessing. For me, for my household, for my family's future.
For my hair though....my grays have quadrupled. It actually stunned me this week as I stood in my newly moved-in bathroom and rushed to put my hair in a messy bun to get to the gym- SO many grays! 25+ easy.


I'm coming to terms. Trying to remember all those deep and sentimental things you see online that say "gray hair means you cared" etc. Proverbs 31:25 resonates with me like that. I don't fear the future and I carry happiness of my past. So I'm going to start celebrating the proof that I've lived the life I've lived!

One gray for my fantastic husband who I kiss goodbye every morning before work
One gray for the job that takes so much of my time every day but blesses me so
One gray for the coworkers and lifelong friends I get to work beside
One gray for each of my gorgeous goddaughters, Bree & Emery
One gray for the beautiful woman that was and is Jayne Yuravak
One gray for the pets that I've been entrusted with
One gray for the bigger house I've been lucky enough to have and make a home
One gray for my beautiful new nephew, Brody
And many grays for the nights I worry about my husband until he walks in the door.

I guess when it comes down to it I'm thankful, because God has given me so much to care for. So many things and so many people to love and to worry for. I'll embrace the gray if that's the physical proof of a heart well-used.

Just don't forget to give a graying girl some grace! (I'm getting old, after all)
Britney

Monday, September 29, 2014

I'm Back!

It's been a while.

I'm in the process of re-vamping the blog, and it takes a long time! I'm not very tech-savvy. I am sad that I didn't get to walk everyone through the crazy summer of weddings and melt-downs, but I promise to fill it all in.

I'm a wife now! To a spectacular guy. There are so many stories to be shared! So many goof-ups.


Bear with me as I try to revive the life of this site over the weeks and get back to posting weekly.


Thanks for the grace!
-Britney