Beautiful Chaos

Fertility

Me: What is this?? It’s a scary African doll.

Emily: Oh its a fertility doll!!

Ruth: Yeah its a fertility doll!

Me: Ew get it away from me!!!!!

(Ruth proceeds to rub the fertility doll over me)

Ruth: HUNDREDS OF BABIES!!!!! HUNDREDS!!!!!

Emily: BABIES!!!!! BABIES!!! BABIES!!!

Ruth: No! Not hundreds, nineteen!!!

Emily: BABIES!!!!!!!!!!

Ruth: Nineteen like the Duggers!!!!

Wherever.

Wherever you go, God is sending you.

Wherever you are, God has put you there; He has a purpose in your being there.

Christ who dwells in you has something He wants to do through you where you are.

Believe this and go in His grace and love and power.

Lately

The past few weeks I have been spent gallivanting around the South.

 One second I’m in Nashville shooting guns and pretending to be a redneck, the next I’m in New Orleans with 25,000 teenage Lutherans, then somehow end up climbing on rocks in a river up in Gatlinburg, only to land back home in in the Ham.

This is the way I live. (Cue song getting stuck in your head)

What I learned tonight:

Now is not the time to play it safe. Now is not the time to settle. Now is the time to take risks, try new things, and figure out what I want and who I’m supposed to be.

And to surround yourself with people who inspire you and challenge you.

For the past six years I have wasted my life watching The Hills. Tonight is the series finale. And I will gather with friends to mourn the end of the most drama filled show on TV (besides Real Housewives). 

Tomorrow, I will have my life back… until a spin off series happens.

To Plan or Not to Plan?

Today I had an epiphany. Well, not really, but kind of.

While walking toward the bathroom at Barnes and Noble, with a baby on my hip and two elementary aged girls following close behind me (babysitting) I found it. It was almost as if the clouds opened up and the fluorescent lights in the bookstore shone brighter. 

 An entire section of books devoted to Wedding Planning.

I stopped. And I stared.

Now, I don’t know if it was the crisp, clean, white-lace-ball-gown book covers …  or the fact that I had been with children non-stop for about 48 hours and was feeling a little overwhelmed, but it hit me… should I be a Wedding Planner?

Planning parties has always been a passion of mine. And weddings, well, I guess an obsession. Event planning has been something I’ve thought about doing, but today I actually considered it.

Right now, I am majoring in Elementary Education with hopes of doing mission work. But part of me wonders if I’m just settling. I love children. I honestly do, but I’m stuck not knowing which to choose.

Part of me is just too scared to change my major and mess up my “plan”. And I keep thinking if I were a teacher I get afternoons, nights, weekends, holidays and SUMMERS off. But the other part of me is saying “you love this, just try it”!

Maybe there is a way to do it all. Plan. Teach. Weddings. Missions. Maybe I can plan weddings for African children?? Ah.

What to do? I need to think on this…