Ember the Bride

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

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Life Lately《06-07.18》

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

Hands Deep in Life

The thing about life is that it’s always unexpected. Sometimes, life is dotted with celebration two weeks before your anniversary. Sometimes, life is unplanned in it’s own kind of perfection. Sometimes, it’s sitting on the porch surrounded by three-dollar flower pots and transplanting flower life with your husband, handling the beauty of now, and hoping for the beautiful now to flourish and burst into big places.

So I don’t know how all the flowers landed in our shopping cart, but there they were unashamed. It was half food, half spring, and full joy rolling out of that grocery store and into an afternoon that would be an unplanned celebration of the life we are building together as husband and wife. It may as well have been our anniversary.

I love the eclectic beauty of life and I love when it bursts through the creaky doors of my heart demanding that I choose it. And I love when the Life-Giver says, I made this and I made you for me…and I want us to enjoy this day.

So we do. And I ask Ben lots of questions because I’ve no earthly idea how to deal with earth. He shows me and shows me again…and again. We celebrate marriage in a quiet, unacknowledged way just sitting on the porch with flower pots and eclectic beauty. We’ve stolen the soil from our garden plot which is not yet a garden, and we spill it into the life we can do now.

I didn’t know that two weeks before our anniversary we’d be having a party, but here we are. We mix and match the flowers and fill up the colored flower pots with life. And I can’t believe the life we are getting to build together. We fill a little corner with all this abundance both wild and purchased. 

But the thing about unnamed celebrations in unassuming afternoons is that it just begs you to keep going and going. So we do. Ben finds a florescent light fixture fit to be trash and carries it over to our little blue home. With scraps of wood and creativity (that continues to astound me), he builds a hanging planter box.

And I know it will be lovely to watch life spill out of something that started as cast out trash. I can’t believe just how eclectic beauty can be!

I feel a lot like that light-fixture…being made into something else, full of purpose, and filled up with life from the Life-Giver.

But we can’t stop the celebration yet, so we go searching for wild grape roots and I’m climbing up a steep hill for an orange wildflower, then sliding down ungracefully because I still can’t climb things well and I’m not very strong, but it was worth the effort…if only for the adventure and the doing of a new thing (and I’m  learning to be okay with run on sentences that are running with life). 

We didn’t call this afternoon a celebration of any kind. We never even named it. It was just an afternoon bursting with life two weeks before we celebrate the life we’ve been choosing and building together.

Whether or not this post makes much sense, I knew it needed to be written. Life hardly ever makes sense, anyway. It just pushes through creaky doors and comes tumbling in and asks you to live it, because you were given it.

Praising God, my Life-Giver, for dotting my life with afternoons bursting with all kinds of life.


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