In my first year of marriage, I’d get angry at Ben and be in huffy puffy clouds of silent smoke. I’d set up a little pity party, only invite myself, and sit there WAITING SILENTLY for my husband to GUESS his next right move. The moves better be right, you know! I bet you any spouse has done this. It’s an old trick in the book…that never works, of course.
It didn’t take long for me to realize that my husband couldn’t succeed because I’d purposefully blocked all roads to success. I gave him no help. I wanted him to fail. His failure made my pity party so much better. His failure further validated my hurt. His failure meant I had control. Oh, I’d never be pity partying for too long, but that’s a disgusting place to live nevertheless. Continue reading
On Monday, I received a sister which is one of the greatest gifts to be given. Having grown up with and experienced countless seasons with my two sisters, I know that adding a sister is just the beginning of so much more. Ember, you are so loved by us, and we love that Bodie chose you and that you chose him.
Now, there’s four of us. 🙂 And I kinda think you fit right in! The funny part? Technically, you’re the only only Brock sister now since the rest of us married into different last names. How quickly the tables turn! 😉 By the way, I love the happiness on your face here. This is just the beginning of our sisterhood. ❤
On Sunday night, Bodie finally left the living room so you could show me your wedding dress hidden underneath the blanket. I’ve been gushing about your wedding dress for months and seeing your dress (in person!) was made even better by the fact that we were in Cheyenne’s home. These are the kind of things that dreams are made of! All four of us girls, in the midst of a crazy night, were together with your wedding dress sprawled over the couch. And it was the perfect dress for you in every way.
There is so much that goes on during a wedding day, but brides have this beautiful habit of exploding with joy despite the hustle and bustle of it all. I love this picture, and whatever happiness got caught in the photo.
This moment with your mom is priceless. I am sure your photographer got a more clear and detailed photo, but no amount of blurriness and low quality can hide the beauty of this quiet exchange. I love that blurry wedding pictures can’t hide a thing, because the joy of love is always shouting through. Continue reading
Oh my! What a beautiful difference a year can make!
Last summer, I was struggling a lot. I’ve written more about that in our Monday emails (which is my favorite part of writing these days, and it’s never too late to subscribe. 🙂 ) But let me just tell you, this summer has been all about singing and finding what it means to become a life-song for God. My soul has been spilling over with joy to realize all the wonderful works God is doing in my soul, through the ages, for His glory.
Life is not perfect. In any way. I have stretches of discouragement and those punched-in-the-gut feelings, but God reminds me of truth and He reminds me of life.
So there I go living again.
He is so good!
The summer has been full of new experiences for me and adding goats to the mix has been the best (totally done on a whim) adventure!
Hattie-girl is our people lover. She loves attention and usually wants to be near the closest human. She’s also clumsy and a bit of a slow-learner. It’s honestly like watching me in goat form, so quite enlightening! 🙂 She’s getting to be quite independent and it’s been fun to watch her begin trying things on her own. 🙂 Continue reading