30 Days of Thanksgiving – Days 25-30 -Top 5 Wrap Up

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Days 25-30 – Top 5 Wrap Up

 

I totally recognize how behind I am in writing this post. We are well three whole days into December! But it is never too late to reflect and remember days of Thanksgiving. As I said before, life is meant to be lived. Writing about life can be very beneficial, but there is nothing to write if you spend it in front of a computer screen or piece of paper. Some may disagree, but I, personally, can’t spend forever writing in my journal in the morning or typing in my blog in the evening. Well, maybe I could, but my conviction tells me to go out, be active, and love others. So, I apologize for the delay, but I do always try to finish what I’ve started, even if it is a little late… Here we go!

Day 25 – I may have mentioned them already, but I am so thankful for my brothers and their wives/girlfriend. I learned so very much from watching my brothers as I grew up. First, it was learning from their mistakes and trying not to mimic those things when I was younger. I know sometimes they wonder how on earth I got the personality I did, but they need to take more credit for how I turned out. But now, they enlighten me still by just being who they are; whether it is giving me a different “city-life” perspective, a role-model for parenting, or the best example of a changed life. So, it was very pleasant to spend lots of time with them over the course of the holiday!

Day 26 – I am thankful for my bridesmaids. As much as getting married is supposed to be about making a commitment to your spouse, Brad and I viewed as an opportunity to show Christ to our guests and have a great experience with the friends in our bridal party. Having all the girl friends who have stood by me, encouraged me, and put up with me for years upon years was the delight of the whole preparation and wedding party process. So, when opportunities arise to spend time with any of them, and best when it’s ALL nine of them (that rarely happens), I try to take it. After thanksgiving, several of my oldest friends and I came to together with our families at a playground. It was such a delight! I have this hope: the Lord will give opportunity after opportunity to taste this kind of unity in the future. 

Day 27 – Most people would be discontent when their usually 2 hour 45 minute drive turns into 3 1/2 hours (plus deciding to stop for lunch because of the traffic). There were several accidents we had to work our way around as we headed home after Thanksgiving; traffic was dragging,  and we definitely weren’t going to be home any quicker. Brad and I, we do not mind this time at all because it means we have no excuse but to enjoy each other’s company in the car. Calvin handles it well, also, up until a point. So, as we creep along with everybody else on the road, Brad and I hold hands and continue talking – we still haven’t run out of things to talk about. Sometimes, we just sit still together, but we never grow impatient. The Lord has given us that time in the car to just “be” and it’s a wonderful gift.

Day 28 –  There is someone very specific in my life that I am truly thankful for, my mother. I have never met someone with a servant’s heart like hers. She continuously just gives and gives and gives of herself to everyone around her, and it is because she knows the love of Christ so very well in her life. I’m forever grateful that the Lord gave her to me as my prime example of mothering. I feel so privileged to have called her “mom” all my life and had her watchful eye on me year-by-year. I pray to inherit many of her qualities as I continue growing into being a mom myself.

Day 29 – I am super-grateful to the Lord for personal, clean, quiet spaces. The reason I am recognizing this is because I lost mine for a week, this week. My personal space was cluttered, disorganized, and well, not useful. This is the main reason I am only just getting to this post. I never know how it happens, but my space just gets overrun by random “stuff” as time goes by. When I don’t have that space, I don’t have a place to get things done and have to move several things to find other necessary things. Let’s just say, it does nothing for my spiritual, emotional, or mental attitude for as long as it is in that state. It is one of those things I take for granted when it works. Now, I recognize its worth and thank the Lord for providing me with a quiet, personal space in my home. He knows I need it.

Day 30 – As this season of thanksgiving comes to a close, I am most certainly grateful for so many more things. But on this particular day, I was truly indebted to the Lord once again for His unending grace. Sometimes, I get a little unmotivated in life. Usually, it’s when Brad goes back to work after a good length of time off, and this time, I’m totally pregnant and emotional. I have a hard time getting my priorities straight and have no desire to be sociable at all. Even then, God comes beside me eventually and picks me up. He lays it on my heart to find my reality in His Word, not my feelings. If I leaned on my own feelings, I’d ignore my duty to Calvin and curl up and sleep for days. Leaning on God’s understanding, I remember I can do all things through God who strengthens me and that his power is made perfect in weakness (somehow… it’s amazing!). I have this assurance: God will always give me the wisdom and strength to do the good works He has already prepared in advance for me to do. And he knows, I sometimes need a break to just be reminded of who He is in the big picture. 

So, that is that. Thirty days of thanksgiving. It was a blast! I hated the days that I didn’t get a chance to write about something good going on each moment. What shall we do for December?

 

 

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Days 18-22 – 5 Days Worth

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Days 18-22 – 5 Days Worth

If I were to literally write all the moments of thanksgiving I’ve experienced over the past five days, this blog post would turn into a book. I will spare you that and only expound on one blessing for each day. It has been a packed five days that I wouldn’t trade for anything, even the bumps in the road which were in ample supply. Remember, the Spirit teaches and trains us to have hope, even when we least expect it.

DAY 18 – I am grateful for the chilly night (freezing for us South Floridians – *wink*). It was our first evening of the camping trip. The weather was perfect for putting up our tent and having dinner. I knew it would be hard for Calvin, being his first camp out, but I hoped and prayed for the best. The best, as it turned out, was for Calvin to sleep in his pack and play for about an hour; then, it only seemed logical for him to come sleep with us in our bed of sleeping bags to stay comfortably (albeit, safely) warm. This kept me awake for sure and I was already quite exhausted, but it is not very often that I get to watch Calvin sleep, let alone have him snuggle up next to me as he slowly breathes in and out. There was nothing relaxing about it, but watching him sleep placed a joy in my heart that I can’t quite explain. It filled me with this hope: even in the cold of night, warmth can be found, given by God.

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Our Sleepy Boy. He eventually fell asleep like this during a hike the next day!

DAY 19 – I am grateful for Mark, Naomi, Anna, and space heaters. I hope they neither mind me using their names nor do I even know if they read the blog, but we would not have had such a great end to the camping trip if not for their generosity. Although the night before had “sweet” moments, we were dreading going through another night of Calvin rolling around between us again. It would mean no sleep for me, again… Just at the very last moment, Naomi remembered she had picked up an extra space heater for her sister Anna. Anna casually said she didn’t need it when Naomi asked, but she has no idea how grateful we are for that minor gesture. Calvin slept perfectly once our tent was full of warmth. It was a better night for all. Mark and Naomi thanks for picking up the space heater, and Anna, thanks for your sacrifice of letting us use it. I have this hope: that I will yet see good in the land of the living.

DAY 20 – I am grateful to “come home.” Don’t get me wrong, I love camping  – even if it is a very different experience with a one-year-old. But there is always a contentment with the thought of finding yourself home again. The familiarity of the resources you’re used to regularly using, the rooms you know you can relax in the best, the safe-place for your kids, the smells, all these small things that lead to one conclusion: having a home to come to should never be taken for granted. I have this hope: that my heavenly home will be even more familiar and beautiful, for it shall host My Lord! 

DAY 21 – I am grateful for Thanksgiving Holiday for my husband. Brad does not have to work this week which means two things – Brad gets to take a breath, and I get to breathe him in a little more each day. Having Brad around all day is like breathing a new kind of fresh air, full of assurance and committal. He is such a helpful, hardworking husband. He recognizes a task needs to get done and he gets right on it, accomplishing it to the best of his ability. He doesn’t bat an eye when I say he needs to watch Calvin while I go to my 3-hour Glucose Tolerance Test or ask him to wake up so he can make us a hearty breakfast (remember, he’s definitely the cook in our relationship). Yes, Brad is the air of assurance that I am not alone during this earthly walk and his is the air of commitment to this family; we are his priority. I have this hope: this amazing earthly marriage is only a taste of what being with the Lord will be like when we come together as one family, glorifying all His wonderful deeds!

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Yea, this handsome guy! He’s pretty spectacular!

DAY 22 – I am grateful for a productive day that ends with an enchanting evening. We accomplished so much because Brad was home today. He tackled the yard – mowing and cutting back the palms around the patio. We got the laundry washed, and there was plenty of it. We packed for our next trip. We picked up some lights (like Christmas lights (small and big bulbed)) that Brad had in storage. We brought those home and strung them above the table Brad had hand-made when we first moved into the house back in May. Grandma and Grandpa Majzner came over for burgers on the grill, and we enjoyed a pleasant evening in the cool weather we’ve been having, sitting at that beautiful table. It brought me such hope that many, many more evenings like this are still to come as we make this house even more our home! HAPPY THANKSGIVING, INDEED!

 

Such great times! Well, it is officially the week of Thanksgiving. I can’t make any gaurantees, but I am hoping to keep up with daily posts. I cannot wait to see what God has in store for all of us as we gather with our families! **That being said, if you don’t have someone to be with this Thanksgiving, come be a part of our family. There is always plenty of food, fun, laughter, and hope to go around!**

 

30 Days of Thanksgiving -Days 16 & 17 -Medical Workers & Family Meals

30 Days of Thanksgiving -Days 16 & 17 -Medical Workers & Family Meals

 

Yesterday marked 24 weeks pregnant. It was time for a routine check-up. I don’t really enjoy going to see the doctor. The waiting is obnoxious, especially when you think, “why did I even schedule an appointment?” It’s even more frustrating when the college-aged, blonde bombshell (who has been playing on her phone the whole time) walks up to the window and complains, “I’ve been here forty minutes…” while you’ve been walking around with your one-year-old in the stroller for almost an hour. I’d like to add that I’m grateful my one-year-old has more patience than that girl…

I also feel like every time I go, something is wrong and needs fixing. I don’t like being “physically” wrong because it feels so out of my control (enter God). But that being said, it is why we initially go to the doctor, and their ultimate goal in life is to make us physically right again. That takes a very special kind of person, and I am much more grateful for their desire to make me well than I am frustrated with waiting for them. Maybe it’s because both of my parents were in the medical profession; my father was an ER doctor for too many years to count – saving countless lives day in and day out. He lost some lives, too. Imagine what that must do to your character? Medical Professionals, you have my thanks, and you give me this hope: God cares for us even through others like you, always.  

 

Then right from my appointment, we (as a family) were treated to a feast at my husband’s work. It was such a fun evening with rustic-style charm including live blue-grass music, corn hole boards, kettle corn, and a huge tent filled with tables dressed for a fancy feast.

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The food was delicious, the company sweet, and the atmosphere was undeniably wholesome. Calvin had such a fun time!

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It is moments like this that we are assured Brad is right where he needs to be – in a position among “family” when he is working. I love that he gets to experience that, like I did once. I am so thankful for his work family!

We are also thankful for his blood family. We got to have another delicious family meal tonight with Brad’s parents and brother. Calvin loves their weekly visits and the conversation is never dull. Yes, meals with friends and family are most definitely something to be thankful for each moment. I have this hope: all God’s believing family will feast with him when He returns in all His glory! 

**Daily Posts will never be a thing – too much life to live! Going camping this weekend. Hope to post again Sunday evening! Until then, count your blessings and “consider it all joy, brothers, when you face trials of many kinds…” Only then, will you recognize real hope that will not disappoint.**

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 15 -Dirty Dishes

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 15 -Dirty Dishes

 

It’s hard work, sometimes, cleaning ALL those dishes, especially after you’ve been under the weather a few days. The dishes just pile up as you think to yourself, “I’ll do them tomorrow.” And if you have more than just yourself in the home, the dishes just keep magically appearing by the sink (or in the sink, yikes!). I’ve never been a big dishwasher user. Hand washing dishes is my favorite way to do it, and in our new humble abode, we don’t even have a dishwasher. So, even on days where I wish I had one, it doesn’t matter anymore.

So, what on earth could be so great about dirty dishes, right? When I have dirty dishes, it means I’ve had food and drink for the day. Not only that, but I got to eat my food off a dish. When there are multiple plates, forks, spoons, knives, etc…, it means I have family and friends to share my meals with. In our household, if I have lots of big pans and extra pots to clean, it means my husband showed his love to me by cooking dinner (it’s one of his household jobs). I am so fortunate!

Dirty dishes are so worthy of noticing that even Christ Jesus himself used them as a rebuke to the Pharisees, who thought themselves clean by their works. “Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You clean the outside of the cup and dish, but inside they are full of greed and self-indulgence. Blind Pharisee! First clean the inside of the cup and dish, and then the outside also will be clean.” (Matthew 23:25-26). As I wash my dishes, I scrub the inside first and have a daily (or at least weekly, heh) reminder that I am made who I am by what is in my heart. In my heart, I pray for the fruits of the spirit (love, joy, peace, patience, goodness, gentleness, kindness, faithfulness, and self-control) to overflow. I have this hope: the Spirit working in me knows the desire of my heart, finds it good, and transforms me with every squeaky-clean dish I drop into the drain. 

**A couple house-cleaning items**

  1. I’ve been trying this “schedule” to publish certain posts. It hasn’t worked… So, posts will be published as soon as they’re complete, meaning you may get them at midnight. Hehe. Sorry about that…
  2. Still getting used to “customizing” my blog. They make it so simple, but I find it so hard… Don’t mind my frequent changes…
  3. I’m trying really hard to keep this series of posts short. I could write half a novel about each of these things, but it does get tedious to read after a while, I know.
  4. Thanks to people following my blog and sending love in the form of “likes.” This Thanksgiving series has been super-fun, but most importantly, I truly pray it has brought hope to friends and strangers alike.

 

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 14 -Mondays

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 14 -Mondays

I know most people loathe getting back to work on Mondays. For me, sometimes Mondays can feel better than Saturdays. It’s a fresh start to a new week! You’ve just come off two incredible days of rest, reflection and maybe a fun activity or two thrown into the mix. Now, it’s time to take the energy you’ve been building up and all the reflection on things to get done and get back to work. I am most productive on Mondays – not Wednesdays or Fridays – Mondays. I love seeing God as a Redeemer who offers us multiple “fresh starts” as we go through life, giving us truth and grace whenever we feel like we have failed. Every Monday is another day of being redeemed and preparing my heart for whatever may come. Therefore, I am thankful for today, this Monday, and I have this hope: “…if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” (2 Corinthians 5:17; italics added for emphasis)

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Days 12 & 13 – The Past and The Present

Over this weekend, multiple opportunities to be so grateful for ample amounts of people, events, and things kept popping up. Narrowing it down to just a couple of ideas was not an easy task, but as I reflect on the course of the past two nights happenings,  the main idea flourishing in my head this weekend was remembering good times of the past. At the same time, I’m in love with the present – for giving me opportunity to reminisce as well as provide several moments to just be joyful and content.

The Past: Just like everybody else, my past has both a lot of good times and bad times; seasons of celebration and seasons of regret. This weekend reminded me of the amazing memories I made with friends as a band nerd during marching band season, cheering and hollering at football games when I really didn’t care if we won. This weekend reminded me of the days Brad and I first started dating, everything so new and exciting about each other. This weekend also reminded me of some things I really miss: old friends, my old place, and the ease of just being younger with less responsibility. I discovered tonight while amongst new friends that I can’t even talk about parts of my past without starting to cry (totally blaming pregnancy hormones!).  However, in regards to that past, there is not a thing I would change. I had a season of life that one of my favorite Bible teachers coined as an “hors d’oeuvre of Heaven.” That is exactly what it was. It was a time of complete community between groups from near and far. We were all like-minded and intentional with how we lived out the Gospel for Christ. We encouraged each other and built one another up. I feel so priviledged and grateful that God chose me to be a part of that stunningly beautiful season. The unfortunate truth is that communal time has come to a pause, yet I have this hope: it is something that is attainable, and I will get to experience it again.

The Present: After two and a half years, I am still in the process of assimilating from moving from my hometown of 28 years to where I am presently. I absolutely love my hometown; I never thought I’d leave. And where I am now, well, let’s just say I tell my husband all the time, “If for any reason you want to go somewhere else, I’m not attached here…” I don’t like feeling that way, but it is the truth and I am trying to make it feel more like home everday. This weekend, the people in my life made it a little easier to taste an “hors d’oeuvre of Heaven” again, just a little nibble but delicious nonetheless. Let me list these people/things I am thankful for and gave me a little hope for the present this weekend:

  1. My In-Laws (for multiple reasons but the best, by far, being that they came to our church this morning 🙂 )
  2. My Husband’s Work – GO TKA LIONS! Great job winning the game!
  3. My Church Choir
  4. My Church Friends 
  5. The wrap-up of election week…

Allow me to expound on number five for a moment. It is not meant in any way to mean that I am just so super-grateful election week is over. I feel like this week has been a real beginning (at least for me). For all its divisive nature and the anger it has caused in many, this election has created something very positive. People are finally having those conversation between each other and themselves about what is good and right. We are beginning to learn what our real convictions are, and I find it extremely important to know where those convictions come from. I do understand why some people are very upset and hate to hear “just get over it and move forward.” I’m not asking anyone to “get over it,” but I would like to see people be a little more optimistic. I encourage everyone to visit http://www.greatagain.gov and see the openness and opportunity there. I would be pleased to see this kind of website with any transition of a president, no matter who they are. In my head, it speaks to me saying, “I’m trying and willing to listen,” and “we want the people of America to be in the light regarding our policies.” I promise this will be the last time I talk of politics during this Thanksgiving Challenge, but I found a little hope in the chaos. I just had to share! I pray you find it encouraging and hopeful as well. One of my favorite Biblical passages from my past and still applies in the present:

“Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope,  and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.” (Romans 5:3-5; italics added for emphasis)

30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 11 – Sacrifice

Today, it was easy to be reminded of what to be thankful for because it is Veteran’s Day! There really was not a better way to finish off this week than by taking a step back and remembering all the people who have given so much of their time, resources, and lives in order for the American people to continue to live in a country where we have rights, liberties, and the ability to be generous. Other nations look to us for help and inspiration because of the sacrificial work so many men and women pour into other nations, protecting us at the same time. There is so much more to being in the military than fighting battles – it’s helping to rejuvenate broken cultures and giving hope to the civilians caught in the crossfire.  I bet a soldier knows and understands more about Christ’s sacrifice than I ever will.

Christ’s sacrifice – even though there was no reason, he was tortured then killed in the worst of ways (in his time) so that all people may have their sins erased – can bring the most hope. Through his death, Jesus is saying, “Go, and sin no more.” By trusting in Him, you now have the power to say “NO!” to all those desires you battle with. He carries the burden of your guilt and shame. Rest on him and allow him to transform your mind that “you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.” (Romans 12:2)

Thank you, Veteran’s. It does not go unnoticed that my liberty (and the liberty for others) comes from your courageous acts and sacrificial deeds. May the Lord ever encourage you to keep your Spirit!