no man is poor

No man is poor who has a Godly mother.

– Abraham Lincoln

 

Happy Mother’s Day!

It gives me great joy every time someone says they see my mother in me. One day when I have children, I pray I am at least half the mom that she is. It is truly the richest of blessings to have a godly mother who loves and serves her family well.

Thanks, Mom. I love you.

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transaction of will

When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you

– Psalm 56:3

Fear, worry, and anxiety emerge from an unbelieving heart.

God doesn’t believe for us.

Lord, help us overcome our unbelief. Help us get over ourselves and believe in Your character, Your love, and Your promises.

Faith is a transaction of will where a person transfers his trust to God.

 

give thanks – day 7

Today, I am thankful for the sovereignty of the Lord.

It is absolutely amazing how He perfectly orchestrates things to fall into place as soon as our pursuits match his.

For a selfish, head-strong planner like myself, that hasn’t always been often. However, I am excited at how quickly things are happening and thrilled with the direction they’re going.

The Lord has made it very clear that I should extend my time in North Carolina to more actively pursue Biblical counseling. To be quite honest, I didn’t have plans to stay here or to move forward in that direction. But the Lord has spoken so clearly into my life and those around me to confirm this is the right direction for now. What thy means or the future, I have no idea. But He does, so I am resting in that and pressing on.

With this new direction come huge changes: Stephen will start looking for jobs here after December, my work schedule must change to do my counseling internship, there are other classes I have to get permission to take before I can move forward, etc.

But the Lord has clearly shown he is in control! And I think he knows I needed to see that in order to move forward–Oh me of little faith!

But within 2 days, my academic changes were approved, the counseling department and dean are making sure the transition is smooth, they are helping grant special permissions for the courses I need, I received all the information necessary to apply for Summit’s internship program, AND my boss agreed to help me make my work schedule more manageable for the future. WOW!

Thank You. Thank You. Thank You.

That is the cry of my heart today.

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. – Isaiah 41:10 NIV

give thanks – day 6

Today, I am thankful for my Uncle Sonny. He has always been like a bigger brother to me rather than an uncle. He challenges me to dream big, to follow the Lord and not the voices of the other, and always keeps me laughing and grounded. I distinctly remember a time he drove to my college campus. I wanted to quit. I was overwhelmed with the “real world” and life decisions. He spent the afternoon with me and at the end of the day had me lie on the lawn outside my dorm. He told me to look up and tell him what I could see. I told him nothing but the sky. He said that in the end, that’s all that matters. The things of this world are fleeting. The only thing that matters is the Kingdom of God.

On top of being a pretty awesome uncle, he is also a wonderful writer. I received this message and photo from him today and thought I’d share.

This is where I vote. It is an old store out on a country road lined with dairy cattle and peanut fields. There is nothing inside but a table, two voting machines and a gas heater. There were no lines and very little waiting. I was greeted by an older gray haired gentlemen who called me by name, although while I am familiar with his face I cannot recall his name.  A very sweet elderly lady took my license and called me honey. Then I waited the 2 minutes for my turn. There were old yellow cafeteria chairs to sit in, but I stood by the heater partially because it was getting chilly outside and partially because the smell reminded me of my Grandpa’s house. So I waited about 10 minutes talking about the weather in front of that heater before I voted although there was no one using the machine. Somedays the ride into work from here seems long. Today, it felt just right.

Voting House

Thankful for him. Thankful for the ability to vote. Thankful for those who sacrificed much to make it possible.

give thanks – day 5

Today my heart overflows with thanks for First Baptist Church Louisville, GA, the leaders who taught me, and the friends who challenged me during that season.

FBC may have not been flashy or full of jeans and projector screens, but it was in those tiny pews in my dress clothes that I learned the character of God. So thankful for people like Preacher Dude (Mr. Larry), Bill Smith (music minister and young musicians fearless leader!), and Shane Padgett (former youth pastor) who decided to minister to a little red-head in an even smaller town.

They didn’t do it for the glory or the fame (none of that is associated with Louisville). They may have only been there for a season or a lifetime.  But they changed my life forever by being faithful to the call of the Lord to minister whole-heartedly wherever He placed them.

Preacher Dude offered such wisdom and taught me it was okay to not know all the answers. Mr. Bill tirelessly taught us every song and hymn known to man. Although we had to ride that horrible bus each week and wear ridiculous costumes, I still find myself singing those wonderful hymns (and even some of the dorky yet catchy young musician songs). Shane challenged me to study the Word with a fervor I’d never had before, and to step up and stand out for the faith.

My FBC family was one that can never be replaced. Each person touched my life a different way and I am forever thankful for their craziness, friendship, and ministry.

He is the one we proclaim, admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom,so that we may present everyone fully mature in Christ. To this end I strenuously contend with all the energy Christ so powerfully works in me. – Colossians 1:28-29

Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing….I want you to know that I thank the Lord for you all. I pray you are continuing to admonish and teach those around you, because your efforts are not in vain.

 

 

give thanks – day 3

Next to my salvation, the greatest gift the Lord has ever given me is my fiance, Stephen.

Never has someone known or loved me so well. He is my love, my pursuer, my best friend, my leader, my comic relief, my biggest fan, and my favorite person ever. He challenges me daily, loves me dearly, and encourages me always.

Although he may look intimidating, he is a sweet, selfless romantic. My own Mr. Darcy. (Seriously. He gave me a leather bound copy of Jane Austen’s novels. Including Pride and Prejudice with specific sections marked, complete with his intentions written in the front cover. *swoon*) I’m a lucky lady. Believe me, I know.

To my love….

Stephen, I love you so much. You make me want to be a better, more godly woman. You have shown me selflessness and love beyond comprehension. You are patient and gracious when I’m difficult and stubborn. Even when I am unlovable, you are outspoken of your affections for me. You love me like Jesus. The more I see that lived out, the more I am drawn to the lavish love of my Jesus. Grateful for even a fallen earthly glimpse of His perfect love.

You’re the best snuggler, a true competitor (who never lets me win – which I appreciate), and ridiculous as ever. I know I’m weird, but you’re weird as woah–which is comforting because I feel somewhat normal when we’re together 🙂 You love my crazy family and fit right in! Let it be known that they adore you as well.

Even though we’re 6 hours away, you are interested in every little detail of my life and anxiously await the day you can join me in them. And we both pray that is very soon! It will be the greatest honor to be your wife–to serve you and minister alongside you. I am extremely blessed to be your girl. The one you chose. Your forever. I pray that you know without a doubt that you are mine.

Love always,

Kristin