The Bells.

“Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.” -Colossians 3:15

As Christmas approaches, festivities are in full swing. Christmas movies are playing, nativities and decorations are being set up, carols are playing all day long on the radio.

My favorite Christmas song is one I just discovered last year called “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day” . It is such a heartbreaking, beautiful song and the writer of it has a story that’s even more heartbreaking.

Lost, heartbroken, sad, and lonely he wrote this song and ended it with this big, triumphant “Eff you Devil” attitude that resonates so deeply with me.

He had this awesome, shaky yet strong, faith even in the deepest sorrow. He had this amazing kind of faith that I admire and envy.

It reminds me that Christmas is much more than Jesus’ birth, it’s everything about Him and what He’s done for us. It’s about our faith and beliefs and remembering His ever present love and support for us even in the worst times.

Always choose truth. Always do what God has called you to. Always be the person you’re meant to be.

The wrong shall fail, and the right will prevail. Always.


Slow Down.

“give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” -1 Thessalonians 5:18


I am a big believer that each one of us is meant for a greater purpose.  Most of the time, we probably may not even know what it is, but I have to believe that there is purpose.

A purpose for our pain. For our healing. For our losses. For our successes.

There just has to be a purpose and results that come from that purpose.

I knew someone who fostered children and she always used to say that it broke her heart when they would go home or move on, and that she often struggled with the pain of wondering why they’d been brought into her life and she theirs just for a short period of time.

Then she would say, “I remind myself that we may not necessarily get to see the fruits of our love and labor on this side of Heaven, but we will one day on the other side, and it will be beautiful.”

It was a saying I had never heard before, but now years later, I think about it and meditate on it almost daily.

There are so many days where I am not sure I am doing well. I do not know if I am making a difference. There is no half-an-hour episode special in life where you can find out the answer to your problem quickly.

Sometimes there is no answer. I am learning to accept that it is okay to not know everything, and to not be able to see if the fruits of your labor were sweet or sour. God did not ever call us to be perfect. He has called us to love all, ourselves included.

This means we have to slow down.

We have to breathe, and love, and accept that sometimes we really won’t “see” what the purpose is, what our hard work did, what our pain accomplished.

I think sometimes we get so caught up in seeing the results that we forget that the purpose gets pushed to the side. I am choosing today to slow down and wait to see what the beauty of the purpose was when I get to the other side.

What are you excited to find out about your earthly love when you get to the other side of Heaven?