washing dishes

 My Maw-Maw didn't have a dishwasher.

She lived in a small house in Aroney, Alabama, for my entire life. It was a small, two bedroom, one bathroom house way out in the country. My Papa Roy built the house with his own two hands.

My Maw-Maw Hazel was such an amazing grandmother. The mother of my daddy, my Maw-Maw was seriously one of the sweetest ladies I've ever met. She was so loving and so good to me and my brother. (And my gosh, could that woman cook. I'm hungry just thinking about her chicken and dressing.)

We spent a lot of time with her growing up, partially because for the first few years of my life, we lived right across the field from her. And even though I don't remember living in that house at all, I'm sure I loved it. And I'm sure she did, too.

I have so many stories about my precious Maw-Maw, but one of the memories that sticks around in my mind a lot is washing dishes with her.

Here at our house on campus, Mat and I have a dishwasher. But lately, I've not been using it much. And I've been spending a lot of time washing dishes by hand using Dawn soap and drying them with a  tea towel-- just like Maw-Maw.

The other day, I was washing what I'm sure was like the 29th Gail Pittman bowl I'd washed that day, and suddenly my heart began to hurt...

and I wished Maw-Maw had been there with me to help me wash my dishes.

My Maw-Maw died when I was in 8th grade-- 10 years ago this December. And I miss her so much. I miss her so very much.

Maw-Maw lived a long, good life-- she was in her late 80s when she died. But, I remember her always saying when I was little that she just wanted to live long enough to see me and Gunter graduate high school. But, she didn't get to. And it hurts me when I remember that she didn't get to.

But, I know the Lord is good. And I know His plans are better than my wishes. And I know His providence is better than my pain. So, all I can do is trust, and know that God was and is glorified by her life.

But, still, everytime I begin to wash dishes now, my heart starts to sting, and sometimes, I cannot help but cry just a little...

...because washing dishes alone is no fun.

And I wish my Maw-Maw were here to help me wash my dishes, just like all those years I stood next to her and helped her wash hers.


i don't have any reason for...

...a nursery right now, but, someday Mat and I pray we will.

So, in the mean time, I've been collecting ideas for what I would like our baby's nursery to look like. (Mum, I know you are super pumped about this post-- it's for you!)

I really like the colors in this room. I love that the crib has been painted blue! It makes much more of a statement than if it were just plain 'ole white. And I'm sure our baby boy would be making a huge statement with everything he did. After all, he'd be his father's son.

I also really like the colors in this room. I'm not sure if I could be ok with putting a little boy in such a bright room, but it's cute, nonetheless.

The only reason I am showing you this picture is to show my mom the framed dress above the bed. (Mum, how cute would it be for me to hang the dress I came home in above my daughter's crib?!)

I LOVE this huge mirror above this crib. I just says "baby girl" to me. I love it.

I love the six pictures above this crib, too. They are precious. I love how big the frames are and how small the prints are. Perfect.

I love these two fabrics in this nursery. I've always wanted a big, comfy chair in my baby's nursery. That way, I can sit in there the whole time he/she is asleep-- haha!

I love this nursery because of the fabric detail on the crib. Lovely.

This picture is from a blog I follow. I love the crib and the pictures above the crib. I always tell Mat our little boy will have a Peter Rabbit nursery. I think it is just the sweetest. And who doesn't love Jemima Puddle-Duck and Mr. Jeremiah Fisher?

This picture is from a designer who works in Florida. This is her little girl's room. This is what I love about this nursery: look closely at those plates above the crib...

They are made out of paper dolls! Ahh. I love this.

And I love how clean this nursery is. I'm not wild about the "circular" crib trend-- I'm more of a traditionalist when it comes to a rectangular crib. But this room is just perfect. I love it.

And finally, this is my favorite. Of all time. Ever. I love everything about it. I love the neutrality of it. I love the softness of it. I love the whitewashed floors. I love that teddy bear. I love everything. I love that is is gender friendly, too. Sheer perfection here.

We probably have a little while before we'll be in need of a nursery like these sweet ones pictured above. But, it's never too soon to start thinking! I already have a file folder on my Mac for my pictures of nurseries and all things babies. 

And finally, again, for my Mum, I leave you with one final picture...this one is just in case Mat and I ever have twins!


MY stream of consciousness

Right now, dinner is in the oven, and I am completely overwhelmed with the feeling of excitement-- I cannot wait until Mat gets home.

There's nothing extra special about tonight. There's nothing I have to tell him. There's nothing he has told me he needs to tell me. He hasn't bought me a gift. I don't have anything to show him. This is a normal thing for us-- we are crazy about each other.

I cannot wait to see my husband.

For dinner, we are having baked fish and garlic and cracked pepper potato smashers. (Which, because some of the pieces on the pan burned, just made our smoke detector go off like crazy. Like, 4 times. Embarrassing.)

Today, I bought the "Glee" soundtrack from season one. Are you guys watching this show? I just started, and I am already so hooked on it. I love it. The actors can sing so well. It's a pretty funny show, too. Check it out if you haven't already.

I got a great opportunity to work with Mary Kassian, who is a Christian author who teaches twice a year here at Southern Seminary. I am helping her with some social media stuff for a book she just released, "Girls Gone Wise." This is such a wonderful opportunity for me to get to work on some more of my PR degree skills. I love doing this kind of thing.

Pray for us. Mat and I have another opportunity this weekend for something that just might end up being extra-special and a total blessing from the Lord. Please pray-- God knows the details, and hopefully, I'll be able to fill you in soon.

I also got a promotion (my second one in a little under 2 months) at work. This was huge for me-- I got a raise, and my boss is helping me get even more experienced in PR work through a company franchise. I am really enjoying the PR work I get to do in addition to my administrative and book-keeping duties.

My grandfather is having laparoscopic knee surgery next Thursday. Prayers are much appreciated. He tore his meniscus (the two cartilage that are between the thigh bone and shin bone). We are just so thankful he didn't tear his anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) or his medial collateral ligament (MCL). Nonetheless, it is surgery, and he will need prayers.

I think that's it. I'm so sorry that it's been so long since I last posted anything-- much less a picture or two for Project 365. Things just got really busy lately, and life is so crazy. But, we love it. Life is good, and God is great.


day 105

I love taking drives with Mat. It always makes life seem a little brighter.


day 104

I babysat the Caskeys for a little while tonight. We watched, "Narnia." And Merry said "Lucy" more times than I can count! (She also always wanted to know what "they" were doing...) I love those kids!



 Picture credit: Here.
 The Bible tells us to be content.

But, good thing for us, it calls for us to learn contentment-- not to just "have" it.

So, we all I still have a chance.

Am I content? No. Far from it. Do I desperately want to be? Yes. Absolutely. But, it's something I constantly find myself having to work at.

When I was in high school, I couldn't wait to be in college.
When I was in college, I couldn't wait to graduate.
When I was single, I couldn't wait to have a boyfriend.
When I had a boyfriend, I couldn't wait to be engaged.
When I got engaged, I couldn't wait to be married.
When I got married, I couldn't wait to have a baby...

And on and on life goes. Until, I realize, that I'm not content. I will always want something more that what I have, where I am, who I am, and etc. My very wise mother still says to me sometimes, "Don't wish your life away," and how true that bit of advice is. I shouldn't wish my life away. But, still, it's hard. It's so hard to be content.

I know, in my heart, that the Lord has given me more than I could ever need for this stage of my life. And when it is time for me to enter into a new stage, He will provide there, too, just as He has provided for every stage before. But for right now, in this moment, I must work at being content-- at being completely satisfied with the lot the Lord has dealt me (and what a gracious lot that it, because I, along with all of His children, can always live in light of the cross)...

I haven't had a huge revelation about contentment that I have come to share with you. And I really don't know what else to say, other than I am not content, and I need to be. I want to be. I sincerely desire to be content. But, only through God's grace can I be content. And oh, how this lowly, filthy, needy sinner is in need of a big God who can bring that contentment, along with so many other things...

And so, when I have nothing else to do and realize all my efforts have been in vain, I turn myself and my heart to the Word. And there, I find my hope.

"The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord."
-Job 1:21

"I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want."
-Philippians 4:12

"But godliness with contentment is great gain."
-1 Timothy 6:6

"...be content with what you have, because God has said,
"Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."
-Hebrews 13:5

day 97



day 94- Easter Sunday

Happy Easter!

I know this picture may seem a little obtuse, but it has such meaning to me.

This is the only picture I have of the night Mat was baptized.

Long story short, Mat was a summer youth intern for a church in North Carolina during the summer of 2006. I just happened to be working as a camp counselor for the camp his church attended that summer. Mat was saved during summer 2006, and while at the beach for summer camp with the kids in his youth group (and our amazing friends, Kevin and Mandy Wilburn), he was baptized in the Gulf. (At this time, Mat and I were only friends-- we didn't even really talk except when we would randomly see each other somewhere. We started dating in December 2007.)

So, this is the only surviving picture I have of this night. And I think it is just beautiful.

And today, on Easter Sunday, as we celebrate the glorious resurrection of our Lord and Mighty Savior Jesus Christ, I pray and hope you will pause and reflect on what baptism means. I can also only pray that you have a relationship with Jesus, and that you are actively trusting in Him for your salvation.

And as always and especially today, may the great God of our Universe be glorified in and through your life. Happy Easter!