Hey y'all. How 'bout that Beyonce halftime show?? Awesome, amIright?? When the rest of Destiny's Child (the other two are Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams...I feel sad for them that people don't necessarily know their names anymore) came onstage, I freaked out. Because Destiny's Child rocked. Anyways, that's about all I have to say about that.
The real reason for this post is that I want to refer you to my best friend's lovely blog, the heart of life. Her most recent post about Bob Goff is awesome. She's been telling me to read Love Does and I really will soon. But it's super cool that she got to meet this sweet man. He has a house near Malibu (the Young Life camp, not the California beach) and our work crew got to go hang out there as a little treat. It's beautiful! And Abby is well on her way to achieving her dream of being his best friend. That is all besides the point, though. I really love the part of Abby's post where she lists beautiful things that Bob Goff said. Read them! But don't just read them...absorb them, think about them. They're really great and they'll get you thinking about life and about loving people ("love God. love people. do stuff."). These are two three of my favorites:
Don't send anyone to voicemail or
screen your calls. Become more available as you go along, not less.
There's something beautiful about saying hello.
We need to be okay with loving inefficiently. We're in the reverse
economy of Jesus where the more extravagant your love is, the better.
God's ability to forgive doesn't depend on our ability to "get it."
oh p.s.Abby will be 21 in less than 48 hours...wootwoot!
I thought you should know that I'm currently crying after reading your most recent blog post...I thought it was fitting to write this while I'm in this state.
Cathy, I am so thankful for you! We are jerks to each other in the way only sisters can be. But we also hurt for each other and fight for each other and celebrate for each other. I am seriously so proud of you. I admire your bravery, your boldness, your passion, and your determination. You are such an example to me of working hard and sticking it out through sucky times to get where you want to be. You show me how to do what I love and suck the marrow out of life, as Kelle Hampton would say. I am amazed at and so grateful for how our relationship has grown. Can you believe it was 5 years ago that I visited you in Massachusetts and went to Spain with you? I can't decide if that sounds like too long ago or not long enough. I'm still grateful to you for listening to me and loving me and understanding me when I was in Spokane. You love me so well. I need to stop because I'm a frickin mess right now but I love you SOOOOOO MUCH. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
You guys! Ok, I realize I am so overloading this blog with videos this week. And I know the feeling of someone sharing a video that I don't feel like I have any time to watch. Like, 6 WHOLE MINUTES?? WHO HAS THAT KIND OF TIME??? I get it. But watch this if you feel like it. I think it is wonderful and sweet and lovely. Darling, really. https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=aTLySbGoMX0
Why is this kid so cool? This video is a collaboration of two things that I love...Kid President and Krochet Kids (I wanna work for them one day). While you're on the website, check out their mission and their sweet products!! http://www.krochetkids.org/2012/choosefun-says-kid-president/
"Let hope be an option." The context of this quote is really irrelevant to this blog but I think it is so beautiful. It is something that resonates with me and something that I like to think I try to do. Where is this applicable in your life? Let hope be an option.
This weekend was one of deep community and I felt reassured and reminded
of the Lord's faithfulness. I felt full of hope. I felt encouraged in
my faith and supported in my life.
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Tonight I went to Waffle House with my Wyldlife team (including 2 new members!!!) as is our tradition. We met a man who said he lived over at the Motel 6. He was a tall and skinny black man and was dressed in a suit (in Waffle House, mind you). On his way out he asked us if we knew who the rapper Nelly was. We said yes. "I was his drummer," he said. We said a few things aloud ("Wow!" "No way!" "That's awesome!"), but were all thinking another ("Right, Nelly's drummer is living at the Motel 6 next to Waffle House in Fort Collins, Colorado.")
I was telling a friend this story because I think it's super funny and I said something like, "I mean, I'm 98% sure it's false. But cool!" He said that he was 100% positive it was false, but I told him that I have to have that 2% of hope because it makes me feel good.
I think that 2% of hope that makes me feel good is why I do a lot of things that I do. It's why I wrote a letter to Tim Tebow to tell him how much we had in common and that I was available for marriage. It's why my friends and I called KissFM 126 times to try to win Justin Bieber tickets. It's why I give myself permission to make Pinterest boards full of all of my wedding and travel dreams. It must be why I go to the middle school and try to talk to kids that don't know me and that think I'm some weird high school girl that wanders around the lunchroom on Wednesdays. And I think it's good. It is important to let hope be an option. Important for the human spirit and for my soul. Important for the way I live my life. Important for the way I love other people. I pray that I always allow myself to let hope be an option, even if it seems as small as 2% and even if it feels smaller than 2%. Let hope be an option.
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This feels somehow a little bit related so I'm sticking it in this same blog post. I'm seriously obsessed. "We can cry about it or we can dance about it."
