|Stolen from Hallmark Commercial....but TRUE none the less. |
Here's to not waiting for holidays to celebrate.
Love love love and Happy Thanksgiving
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
i am blessed beyond belief...thank you Lord.
i've been given so much.
would i be happy with a Christmas shoe-box? would i be content?
heard a testimony by Lisa Terkheurst. Two of her sons were born in a third-world-country. Each day, at an orphanage, they were challenged in choir to stand up and say things in their lives they were grateful for. These children, faced with bare feet, empty bellies, and scarred hands couldn't think of one blessed thing to be truly grateful for. and yet one at a time they stood up and sang a praise song. their attitude was transformed by their gratitude.
thinkinig recently about thorns in my life. some seeds fell on good soil, but they encountered there, thorns.
are my comforts my thorns? does my need for perfection, a clean car, 3 square meals, shoes, gas money, running water--does it numb me into ungratefulness? sometimes the things that we take for granted (or marble, if you are Kurt...he can never resist that joke)
are the very things that hinder us from pure gratitude. I am praying this Christmas for a heart without thorns, a heart uninhibited by wants disguised as needs.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
"create in me a clean heart oh God
and renew a right spirit within me
cast me not away from your precense oh lord
and take not your holy spirit from me
restore unto me
the joy of your salvation
and renew a right spirit within me."
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Needless to say, I should not be held responsible for words typed passed 10:05
So I'm going to forget my own words and rely on someone else :
This little blip caught my attention on the radio on the way home from work. Much needed encouragement & a lesson in confidence. Perhaps that's not something you struggle with today, but I feel certain that at some point in our lives we all question whether we are "enough" in some capacity or another. I know I certainly do every day and feel as if I could have always done more. . .So much so that by 10:05 I simply feel spent and need to read rather than write, or soak in someone else's words & encouragement. I hope that this video touches you in the same way it touched me
much love and confidence,
Monday, September 19, 2011
Goodness if Music doesn't take you back or forward or somewhere in between, then I don't think we can be friends. I say this with confidence, because I am fairly certain that music takes just about everyone to a certain spot in their lives.
A Musical History by Emily H. Nelson
-I was raised on slow and easy listening stations, as well as the good old oldies. My daddy sang "I wanna hold your hand" at me everytime we were together, "My Girl," etc…he still does.
-My mom is the type who typically asks, have you heard this song and then starts singing it, not a few lines, but like the whole thing. She also could probably think of a song for every sentence you say to her. She will burst into song. It's not unusual. Whether its recent favorites like Jar of Hearts or a Stevie Wonder song, she's coming at you no notes barred. She has a beautiful voice.
-Toni Bennett makes me cry, as well as Christmas music favorites like Andy Williams and don't even GET me started on Perry Como. Oh Perry Como. Melts. My. Heart. And makes me cry and then laugh and then want some serious hot chocolate.
-In highschool I kind of listened to whatever was burned to me. Lucky for me I had lots of wonderful friends with lots of wonderful music tastes. A good harmony would get me in choir. There were songs we sang like the Hallelujah chorus that would literally give me chills. Or singing in the rotunda…okay I will stop, getting slightly dorky. Or riding home from school with a CD made by that SOS and knowing just knowing they picked that song just for you…which I'm sure wasn't always true but it made high-school that much more romantic.
-When Kurt and I met it was all country all the time. I remember listening to him sing Brad Paisley and *swooning* -- something about a good old country song that will get you everytime. I remember we would ride in the car and he didn't seem to mind me belting out my favorite songs, and he certainly wasn't shy about it either. We would ride down Highway 6 and back, just to listen.
-Going through my ipod today, I realized that my "most played" playlist was identical to that of my Baby Ballet CDS…uh oh. Looks like I need a music-makeover, or need to spend some time soaking in the tunes. I got on the treadmill and the WAKA WAKA song came on, its Shakira, don't judge…but I could literally not stand still. Obviously danced on the treadmill.
Sam Cooke is my Saturday obsession
"Darling you-ooo-ooo-send me"
There have been songs I have tried to forget, lots I can't remember exactly, and then some I hear in the car with friends and magically know every single word. What's your musical story? What musical memories will you never forget?
Music, oh I love you.
God broke the mold when he gave us music, didn't he?
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
These beautiful creatures have a heart the size of a VW Bug! Can you imagine that? This video reminded me of how much I love sea creatures, DOLPHINS especially. I used to have a dolphin collection of sorts that would have made my DDD friends proud.
Makes me feel so small and insignifcant, thankfully so. "I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean!" Sing it Lee Ann!
Happy Tuesday Yall!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
the things i have worried over this week have included superficial concerns of many kinds, most of which have revolved around minor inconveniences of my every day life
not getting my coffee
running late to ballet
nearly running out of gas on the interstate
going grocery shopping every other day
"stress" (this is an abstract word i use when i don't really know what else to say)
not having something new to wear out to eat
and not getting 8 hrs of sleep
newsflash :: i am beyond blessed that my everyday concerns are comfort factors i have tricked myself into believing are required. reflecting on 9.11 i am incredibly thankful--
i am alive, life is so good, and above all GOD is in control and my all in all.
this week im challenging myself to live blessed, starbucks or no & to concentrate on things of eternal importance.
10 years later and it still brings me to tears, to my knees, but most of all it brings me back to focus, perspective.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
Which all that means is my body is now, for some strange reason, allergic to wheat. So here-goes a new diet of gluten-free foods. I need to get serious and start checking out some "oodie websites" and saving my pennies for the expensive flour ($8.50?) i have to purchase, but there are some great perks to being a gluten-ite.
1. is called you get to go to FRESH MARKET a lot and your hubby supports this decision because he knows you are depressed about not getting to eat Nutrigrain bars, animal crackers, and milano cookies, which up until this point had been your main food groups.
2. is called you get to shop around at the FRESH MARKET with your cutie little two-teired shopping cart that fits exactaly $90 of the freshest, happiest, fruits, veggies, meats, and cheeses you have ever seen.
3. is called you get a Sonic Power Ade Slush whenever you want because it does not have gluten in it and you occasionally feel bad for yourself over seeing all the happy digestive systems eating at the CFA.
4. is called your friends come over just to check out what you figured out you could make. So far I have made glutenfree ROAST BEEF and Veggies, Gluten Free SPAGHETTI! I am working on more lunch ideas so if anyone has any suggestions please let me know!!!
love love love,
Thursday, August 18, 2011
but priorities, are important and it has been forever since i wrote anything down about anything.
all i want to do tonight is READ, put words into my mind, not try to squeeze them out into something that makes a little, hopefully, sense. Reading is so good like that, have you thought about it? taking words in and processing them is so much easier, for me, than putting them on a page.
this is also a wonderful quality in a facebook stalker. (que scary music)
i can easily spend hours just looking. reading. never posting, just looking. you're really lucky if i have the energy to give you a thumbs up "like" on facebook. this is big for me. don't ask me to come up with something to SAY however.
i can spend hours reading blogs, without anyone knowing i'm there. okay,sounds creepy but tonight i wanted to say
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Been reading a wonderful book by Joyce Meyer called Eat the Cookie Buy the Shoes. My first instinct was to say well no wonder this is a Nee York Times Best Seller! How many times does it take to tell a woman to "eat the cookie!"
The thing is, it has taken me a while longer than it should have to discover the true art of relaxation. It is a talent, and sometimes I have a difficult time of it. I compensate for my worry with to-do lists and hard work. Sometimes I think people will no longer love little old me if I stop being a hard worker. Well that's just pride and prides just as ugly as they come.
The truth is a good woman knows the art and necessity of a little R&R and can lighten up every so often. My mother is known for laughing at her poor children during a tantrum or when we find ourselves the most pitiful creatures on Gods green earth. She doesn't take our tedious troubles too seriously. She knows its better to laugh. She also believes in the power of the cat nap. 20 minutes and she's a new woman. With six kids if she didn't recharge she'd be in the funny farm by now.
So dismiss that negative connotation of rest and recreation and refreshment with These thoughts from Joyce's book::
"rest is not inactivity but the harmonious working together of all the faculties and affection of will, heart, imagination & conscious."
"if the emotions heart will or mind is set against the thing being done there will be no rest. Martha was working, but she resented it so she could not rest. When we have a job to do we should do it willingly not with resentment. It is vital for us to use our free will and choose the will of god when a thing needs to be done. We say in our heart "I will do this as a service to god and I will do it with a good attitude."
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
as believers in Christ we have the power that raised Christ from the dead, living within us. Paul urges the Ephesians to truly tap into this power when he writes,
"that HE may grant you in accord with the riches of his glory to be STRENGTHENED with power through his spirit in the inner self, and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that YOU rooted and grounded in love, may have STRENGTH to comprehend with all the holy ones what is the breadth and length and heighth and depth, and to KNOW the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, so that you may be FILLED with the fullness of God" Ephesians 3:16-19
as i read this verse, I feel myself getting bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger. God wants me to have strength? power? he wants little me to know the length, breadth, heighth and depth of his love! he wants happiness and peace, true joy found only in Him! why, if this is true, do i worry over the small things, mistakes made, my inadequacies, grades, what others think, what others say? if i truly was tapped into the power that Christ gives me, and places within me, then I would not worry at all about what is to come.
"Now to HIM who is able to accomplish far more than all we can ask or imagine, by the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations forever and ever." Ephesians 3:20
In this verse Paul says that God's power, his abilities, his overall-plan is SO MUCH GREATER than even our WILDEST DREAMS. He is able to do IMMEASURABLY MORE
than what we can comprehend. Why then do I not ask him? pray specifically for the strength and power that I require to make it through the day, for the self-esteem, for the desire to play hard, for my future-spouse, for whoever and whatever it is I am struggling with, why do I not ask him?
Because of these truths we are called to CELEBRATE and REJOICE in God's goodness. He desires for us the "abundant life!" He desires for us bigness, fullness, happiness, joy, freedom---he desires for us a care-free lifestyle that ONLY relying on Jesus can give.
In college I struggled the most with anxiety and inadequacy. I felt stretched thin, I felt like I was living hand-to-mouth and day-to-day. I struggled with eating enough food to keep me going. I felt like the less space I took up the better. Smaller, quieter, I didn't have enough energy to ward off what I knew was Satan tempting me to dispair. Wow. That is hard to admit, but so true. While I wasn't actively sinning against others, I was certainly not tapping into the power that Jesus had already given me. He had a big present waiting for me in the corner but I was too tired to notice, or believe.
Still today I struggle with anxiety but I have to actively choose to believe and reopen his gifts each morning. Lord, I believe, help my unbelief. Not in my power, but in God's power. Reading these verses makes me feel full, powerfull, strong. it makes me feel happy and joyful. unafraid.
Thats why I love this picture of Kurt so much; he is unafraid, unworried, stretched out agaisnt the biggest place he could find. Taking up as much space as he can in a picture//he stands next to a huge ocean and yet he struggles to be as large as the sea. It is refreshing to me. It used to bother me how much space he demanded, but now I see what a gift that is.
God can do IMMEASURABLY MORE
Thursday, June 30, 2011
lately i have been carrying on at the office, answering telephones and writing down messages like "rt tooth sore. sensitive to cold. needs to be glued back." very professional messages such as this, might lead you to ask the question, girl, what are you doing answering phones in a dentist office?
you might also wonder why a girl who makes her husband order the pizza, talk at sonic, and pay all the bills, is handling making appointments, phone calls, and billing other peoples insurance?
dr. westover, if you are reading this, don't lose faith in me.
but isnt it funny the way my comfort zone no longer exists?
a year ago, only a year ago, i was scrambling for a day job--kurt would push me out the door into a random establishment, yelling encouragement such as "you look cute! of course they will hire you" or "tell them you wrote a thesis!" as one may have told me, ahem, 5 years ago, a liberal arts degree and no experience grants you just that: a liberal arts degree (and a pretty way of talking that others probably won't be able to understand) a thesis? who do you think YOU are little lady? Charlotte Bronte?
needless to say my smallish voice and shy way of not looking at you directly in the eye for too awfully long, didn't insight complete confidence in my selling, teaching, govering, or even peir-one-ing abilities. looking for a job is one of the most humbling experiences. its kind of like you are a sorry little telemarketer, who gets hung up on relentlessly all day long. i feel bad for their self confidence. random telemarketer, if YOU are reading this, take heart. we do (maybe) need you after all.
zip to the present
i have a job, and on most days i can do it. on most days i can correctly identify your appointment, not choke on the phone, translate your bill, and pretend as if insurance companies are my best friends. i can sweet talk you into not having an appointment, paying your bill, and convincing you that its probably best for you to come back in four months to have your teeth checked again. on most days.
on other days
i find myself trampling around the muddy grass in search of dr. westover's car, which is literally smarter than i, clicking the keys in hopes of a beep. you may find me shaking at the wheel as i tread cautiously to his son's grade school, where i try to gracefully holler his name out the window, and not look like a kidnapper in the process. i also may or may not find myself rejoicing with blackened hands that the toner is now working, asking the FedEx man how to apply the shipping label, or screaming gibberish at the sweet lady who fixed my credit-card-thing.
all in all
it is good. it is good to know i can do it. it is BETTER to know when i can't, there is someone to ask, someone to help, and someone to laugh with.
cheers to a lack of comfort in my very comfortable life.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
things aren't always easy neither are they always trying
you can laugh or you can cry. never mistake a chance to laugh as a reason not to
prefecting can be the opposite of accepting if i'm not careful
just a thing or two i learned in one year with you
one can be mad enough to spit and happy enough to cry
and by one i mean me.
food is better when you eat it
sometimes considering others means considering yourself first
nothing's sweeter than contentment
just a thing or two i leanred in a year with you
one can't step over certain rules like how minutes and hours work together
and by one i mean even me
some people are loud, they make noise. they generally take up space.
it is better to bite the bullet, own up, tell the truth, make it count
twenty dollars gas now, twenty dollars gas later, is not more effecient than spending all up front
just a thing or two i learned in a year with you
one can leave or run, hide or try, not to see the good
and by one i mean me
but the other one will always be
all the good there was in me
and by the other one i mean you
Sunday, April 3, 2011
1. "if you judge people, even for a split second, you miss loving them where they are"
2. "what is GOD'S PLAN for mylife -- not what is God's plan for MY LIFE!!!"
3. "take what you do seriously, take YOURSELF very lightly."
4. Is God the CENTER of my life or is he a supporting character I have put in my movie? hmmm...
that's a scary thought!
5. miss the little things and you have missed everything.
this is what I have been thinking on lately--trying to be a less Martha and more Mary every single day, Lord.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
spring is no different--and SPRING wins one a break often. oh and cleaning! i am such a lucky girl that in the past few weeks i have gotten BOTH. here are some memorable moments of spring so far.
|my SWEET parents drove all the way from T-town to come to the ballet--only to drive all the way back!!|
Monday, March 14, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
|this one got married|
|this one turned 23|
|this one turned 17|
|this one visited|
life is good! until next time!! em
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
then i hear this verse in my head.
I'm no mathematician
but I haven't reached it yet
there is no limit to God's grace and forgiveness
and being like Him there should be no limit to ours.
a very wise man (my father) told me once that the most successful people have the shortest memories. counterintuitve? perhaps. but the point is, you have to forgive and FORGET, wipe that slate clean and move on. hit the reset button and put the right in front of the left.
forgiveness its a beautiful thing. without it, think where we would all be. take me one step closer to that unconditional love stuff please.
oh and don't forget about forgiving yourself. xoxo Em
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
|Breakfast at Tiffany's|
|My Fair Lady--this is where my idea of making an entrance. One of the reasons I love the DG house so much, GREAT spiral/making an entrance staircase.|
|"Nothing comes from Nothing, Nothing ever could."|
|Chocolate! A girl's best friend.|
|"Kissing the War Goodbye" never gets old.|
|"Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy" What a Heart Throb.|
|Meet Me in St. Louis--a perfect Christmas movie and all the time movie.|
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
but last night God sent me the sweetest little surprise called a "visit from jen rose." see her in the beautiful blue dress here:
so whether you are far from home or right there, don't miss the chance to visit with those you love and be thankful for that time! i am going to quit my bellyaching and watch for more chances for unexpected visits with those i LOVE. xoxo Em
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
|Carrie (Momma) on the Left|
Saturday, January 29, 2011
-princess Ariel complete with red wig etc. this morning at Highland Villiage--that was ME. running around in a 2 piece finned costume at 3/4 year old birthday party. entertainment.
-wore two different socks to dinner tonight, knowingly. why would i care?
-applied acrylic nails for 5 dollars and proceeded to glue all my fingers together and then had to tear all the nails off because i felt like i had claws.
-mailed an envelope with three stamps instead of one-just to make sure it got there. who knew there was such a thing as too many stamps? return to sender.
-made cookies at midnight 2 nights ago, just for the dough and then burnt the whole thing and ended up crying on the kitchen floor about how kurt didn't appreciate my love of chocolate.
-have been driving on empty for the past 2 days, hoping that Kurt would take my car out and get me gas. it hasn't happened yet.
-ate at waffle house on thursday night because we didn't have milk or bread because i hadn't been to the store in approxmately 2 weeks.
-told kurt that the basil ganglia was obviously that dangley thing in the back of your throat. wrong. its in the brain.
-wore two different pointe shoes today, without even knowing it.
-verging on running out of clothes because the laundry is piling up.
& you know what all that is okay. if there is anything this far-from-perfect wonderful guy has taught me
he confronted me the other day with something that really hit home. he said, emily, look me in the eye and tell me you know youre not perfect. so i looked at him and said, kurt, OBVIOUSLY i know im not perfect. i am so far from it. he said ya, but you honestly believe that if you try hard enough, you could be.
wow. that hurts! i think that a lot of times that is true. marriage. so here i am laughing and inviting all of you to too, at my silly silly mistakes and praising God that he is big enough - and strong enough - and has got the whole world perfectly in his hands. xoxo Em
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
|the shower curtain, as you can see in the mirrors reflection is a pretty light green. it also has creme and brown at the bottom|
|shower curtain again|
|love my "n" hand towel that adds some funky pink & orange to the mix. really brings out the colors in my taylor grocery print.|
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
and hoping you are too
for the blessings on your side of the fence
some might say that its always better over there
if only, if only, if only
if i can make it there i can make it anywhere
if only, if only, if only,
this test would pass by
the summer would come
on the beach i will lay all day in the sun
and then we will be
as happy as we
forget all the worries to come.
but this side of the season looks different i say
if only, if only, if only,
there were but 26 hours in a day
if only if only if only,
the paper would pass
then my patch of grass would surely
seasons of years & seasons of love
they come & they go as they please
just as you arrive
they take a left dive
and leave you alone on your knees
Lord, Lord, here I am
now what do I do?
do i merely sit here and wait on you?
thats what you want me to say?
well, i've never quite thought of it that way.
but who will secure my future to come?
who will take care of the moon & the sun?
if it weren't for me, surely they'd fall
& leave earth like a giant 8 ball
shooting across the stars in the sky
without watchful eyes-
surely they'd fall with out me.
you mean that you've got
your hand on that spot
that holds it all together?
that's what you say?
well i've never quite thought of it that way.
if that's what you say
then all i can do is just stay
just stay and sit.
Can I throw a fit?
& resist your power with great resentment?
that's what you say?
well i've never quite thought of it that way.
Monday, January 24, 2011
The Taggart Times: Birthday Bash x3: "This weekend is slammed full of birthday celebrations. Yesterday was my birthday, and tomorrow is Casey's birthday. Th..."
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
today, little gracie who stands on number 8 looked up at me with great concern in her eyes. she said, the girl who stands on the L , teacher, she is not hewah (here) today.
i smiled to myself, realizing that she meant number 7 & realizing she meant her friend sophie. her mistake was cute, honest, and to her that 7 might as well be an L or countless other things.
for a 3 year old, its miraculous to observe anything terribly concrete & hold on to it from week to week. what about for us? what are the things in my life that are really 7s but I have them turned into upside down L's.
God probably looks at me all the time and shakes his head, smiling at my silly mistake. i know i'll get there one day and see that the things I had viewed as problems were really blessings & the answers to the real problems were right in front of my eyes all along.