tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90062505271789192092024-03-14T03:22:13.385-07:00Just JulieJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.comBlogger199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-43181462794878734302015-04-25T16:10:00.001-07:002015-04-25T16:11:52.035-07:00Happily Ever Heckmann- The Proposal<div style="text-align: center;">
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Anyone who knows my now fiance, Jon, knows that he has a sense of humor and likes to tease me a little bit- it's a good thing I can handle it since I'll now be putting up with him for the rest of my life!<br />
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We'd been talking about marriage for a few months and recently completed our church's premarital ministry class (which we cannot recommend enough- <a href="http://www.watermark.org/marriage-at-watermark/" target="_blank">Merge</a>), but I was not sure when Jon would propose. He liked to joke that it would be <i>at least</i> five years before he proposed, that he was going to buy his dream bass boat first, or, in all seriousness, that we wouldn't get engaged until he was close to finishing his MBA program in December. <br />
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We went on a weekend getaway to Fort Worth a few weeks ago and decided to come back when the weather was a little warmer, so I didn't think too much of it when Jon said we should go back the Saturday after Easter- April 11.<br />
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The day started out with a 1st birthday party for our friends' precious son. Our friends knew all along that the proposal was happening, but played along innocently asking about our plans for the rest of the day.<br />
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After the birthday party, we went to Grapevine and walked around the grounds of the Gaylord Texan Hotel and enjoyed lunch in downtown Grapevine, browsing through the shops and booths at a festival. We then headed to Fort Worth, which is such a special place for me because I went to college there, and explored the Stockyards before venturing to the Fort Worth Botanic Garden. We walked through the gardens enjoying the springtime blooms and watching the preparations for a wedding, as I took pictures of the flowers not knowing what was about to happen!<br />
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We walked to the Japanese Water Garden and fed the colorful coy fish. While I fed the fish, Jon "went to go get more fish food", getting the ring ready in his pocket. He'd been carrying it around in a satchel in his pocket all day and kept walking away from me (I noticed nothing) to make sure it hadn't fallen out.<br />
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As we continued walking through the garden, Jon gestured toward a concrete circle area that overlooked the water, so we went up the stairs to see the view, and then down a few steps to a hidden area, underneath a tree by the water. As I'm looking for fish, Jon starts asking me if I had fun on our date that day, and I answered, of course! He later said he'd begun to feel nervous as we walked to the garden, but it wasn't until this moment that I noticed he seemed nervous.<br />
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He asked if I had enjoyed dating for the past year and a half, and I started thinking "why is he asking this? are we breaking up?!" <i>(kidding)</i>, and proceeded to ask me if I loved him, if I wanted to keep him around forever, to all of which I said, "of course!" Then he said he had a question to ask me, and I realized what was happening. My heart was pounding as he got down on one knee.<br />
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I tried to focus on what he was saying because you always hear brides say they can't remember what their groom asked them, but all I can recall is him saying how much he loves me, how our relationship has been better than he ever thought possible, using my full name and then asking me to marry him! I made sure to give a loud and clear YES. In his nervousness, he tried to put the ring on my right hand (in his defense, facing me it was his left), but fortunately I made sure it went on the correct finger!<br />
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It was just the two of us together for that moment, and I wouldn't have had it any other way as he stood back up and we excitedly, shaking, shared our first kiss as an ENGAGED couple. And, obviously, we had to take a selfie.<br />
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We found other garden-goers to take a few pictures of us and explored a bit more before Jon said we had to head to my parents' house to go to dinner with our families. The whole drive back I asked him a million questions about how long he'd been planning this, how long he'd had the ring, when he talked to my parents, who all knew this was happening, etc. <br />
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Jon designed the ring himself, and it was perfect. I told him I wanted it to be simple, classic, and elegant, and it's exactly that. And yes, I've been the bride-to-be that can't stop staring at her left hand!<br />
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We arrived at my parents' house and headed inside for me to find that the surprises were not over- our families and many close friends were waiting inside for a surprise engagement party!!<br />
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I didn't cry when Jon proposed, but I teared up seeing all of the smiling familiar faces there to celebrate with us as we prepare for this adventure called marriage. We are beyond blessed with incredible family and friends who have encouraged us, prayed for us, and loved us well both as individuals and as a couple. The engagement party was perfect and a total blur, but it was without a doubt one of the best nights of my life. <br />
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Turns out that my fiance is quite the planner and secret keeper! Jon is so thoughtful and made our engagement day feel like a dream. God has blessed us beyond what we deserve by bringing us together, and I pray that we glorify Him through our marriage.<br />
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To all our family and friends- THANK YOU for being there for us in this season! We love you and cannot wait to spend our wedding day with you! <br />
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Here's to Happily Ever Heckmann!<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-87637575693072119802015-03-24T19:26:00.004-07:002015-03-24T20:27:17.527-07:00Fort Worth Weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dating Jon for the past year and a half has been anything but boring. He keeps me on my toes with his quick wit and we always have fun together. As cliche as it sounds, he is my best friend. <br />
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With our jobs and activities during the week and his MBA program eating up much of his "free time," being intentional with quality time for each other has been crucial since the beginning of our relationship. We established Saturday night as "date night" from our early days of dating and have worked hard to protect that time.<br />
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In the premarital class we recently took through our church, one of the lessons was focused on relational intimacy and pursuing your significant other. (Side note- we loved the class, <a href="http://www.watermark.org/ministries/merge---premarital/" target="_blank">Merge</a>, and can't recommend it enough for every couple before they get married! If you're engaged or seriously dating, <a href="http://www.watermark.org/ministries/merge---premarital/" target="_blank">check it out</a>!)<br />
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In Merge and from many married couples, I've heard over and over the concept of dating your spouse. Marriage is supposed to be FUN, not boring! : )<br />
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Both being creatures of habit, Jon and I can see how easy it is for us to fall into the simple "dinner date" routine. While we love this, we know we need to mix it up with new activities and creative dates together, and want to avoid getting stuck in a rut as we continue dating and prepare for marriage- and (someday) introduce kids into the mix!<br />
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Our Merge leaders suggested writing down as many date ideas as we could think of onto little pieces of paper and putting them in a water bottle. Then, when planning a date (or being spontaneous!), pull out a piece of paper, and BOOM, date activity done!<br />
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We've decided to get started on this concept and have a sort of "bucket list" of date activities that we are adding to, and kicked off the first one with a trip to the other side of the Metroplex- Fort Worth!<br />
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Fort Worth, also known as Cowtown/Funkytown, has a special place in my heart because I went to TCU. I showed Jon all of my old stomping grounds- the empty lot where the little yellow house I lived in during senior year stood, the church I used to work at, favorite restaurants, and of course, all around the TCU campus.<br />
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Somehow the stadium was unlocked, so we waltzed on in and walked around the field. And while my Baylor Bear was a good sport for his full campus tour (I made him see all of my favorite places, including pushing me on the Jarvis swing), he insisted on doing the Baylor bear claw on MY field.<br />
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At least he made up for it by buying a TCU hat in the bookstore. I have a feeling a Waco trip is in our near future... <br />
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We met up with friends for dinner at Joe T. Garcia's, a Fort Worth staple, for Tex-Mex and really good margaritas. A word to the wise- get there early, as it is always crazy crowded. Worth it for the atmosphere though.<br />
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Following dinner, we headed downtown to Four Day Weekend, a comedy club, to see a late show. It was improv comedy, really funny- especially because we were in the front row and sort of got involved in the show, and something we had not done together before!<br />
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The next day, before making our way back to Dallas, we went to the Fort Worth Botanic Garden and walked around the Japanese Garden. It was so peaceful and pretty, and Jon especially enjoyed feeding the coy. We want to go back in a couple of weeks and explore the Botanic Gardens- it was a little chilly and cloudy the day we were there.<br />
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We also didn't have a chance to explore the West 7th area or visit one of my favorite wine bars, Times Ten Cellars. All the more reason for a return trip soon!<br />
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Caroline, one of my best friends from high school who was also my roommate all throughout our time at TCU, moved out to Los Angeles 3.5 years ago, and we miss her terribly! I was long overdue to visit her, so when Jenna (our other roomie BFF from college) told me she booked a flight out to LA for a long weekend, I checked my calendar and booked one as well! And thus, an epic girls weekend filled with reunions was born.<br />
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Jenna and I arrived in LA Friday afternoon, checked out Caroline's super cute apartment (which has an incredible patio and view, by the way), and then headed out for a comedy show. David, one of Jenna's closest friends from high school, had also flown out for the weekend to visit Michael, another childhood friend of theirs who lives in LA. We had bites and beverages with them before we were finally reunited with Care after she finished with work! The comedy show was hilarious (so inappropriate, but hilarious). It's incredible the amount of talent there is out in LA, and pretty neat that you can find many forms of entertainment daily.<br />
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We enjoyed a leisure Saturday morning on the patio (I would be out there everyday if I had such a patio and warm weather almost year-round) before walking to THE BEACH. Also known as my happy place. And with two of my best friends! It was gorgeous, refreshing, and so peaceful.<br />
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I also decided it was a good idea to go swimming in the freezing cold Pacific Ocean. Cold as it was, it's almost impossible for miss an opportunity to get in the water when I'm by it. The beach (and waves!) are good for my soul.<br />
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Saturday night we got all dolled up and went out to the 3rd Street Promenade before meeting up with our long-lost friend, Alyssa. She was Jenna's roommate our freshman year before moving back to California, and we had not seen her in eight years! Even after a long time, it was crazy how we were able to just catch right back up, and suddenly it felt like we were back in our dorm and 18 years old again. So glad we got to see you, Alyssa!<br />
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We enjoyed delicious brunch and mimosas on Sunday morning and took another leisurely stroll along the beach and in Caroline's neighborhood before picking up another long-lost friend, Sarah, from the airport. Sarah went to TCU with us and moved out to LA for grad school, and we hadn't seen her in something ridiculous like three years! It was so special getting to catch up with her. If only everyone lived closer!<br />
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Caroline had to go back to work Monday morning, so Jenna and I grabbed coffee and took a last stroll on the beach and decided to walk to the 3rd Street Promenade again... a little longer than we anticipated, but the weather was perfect and there was plenty to see! We had lunch with David and Michael before heading back home to Dallas.</div>
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We couldn't have asked for better weather or better company for the weekend. My favorite part was just sitting down with Care and Jenna and catching up on everything. Living together throughout college, we truly saw each other's best and worst moments and have cheered each other on through achievements and disappointments as we've found our places in this "real world." With them, I feel fully known and fully loved, and I am so grateful for their friendship.</div>
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Thank you for a fabulous visit to the City of Angels, Caroline! Now come back to Texas soon, please!</div>
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Jon and I traveled to San Francisco, California, last weekend to celebrate his aunt's life. </div>
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Even though I never had the opportunity to meet Aunt Phyllis, hearing anecdotes from her family about her sense of humor, passions for cooking, gardening, and reading, and always providing a "safe haven" in her home for her daughters' many friends gave me a great understanding of the special lady she was, and I'm grateful to have been there. </div>
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Her family put together such a sweet tribute and the whole day was very meaningful. It was great to spend time with Jon's extended family that I had heard so much about, too, and I hope I get to see them again very soon.</div>
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Aunt Phyllis' husband and daughters brought many of her favorite books to her memorial and encouraged everyone to choose a book to take with them. Having a love for books myself, I chose a mystery to begin reading on the plane ride home- such a unique way for her memory to live on. </div>
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We made the most of our free time in San Fran, working our way from Sausalito all the way down to Carmel! San Francisco is very crowded and there was <b>so.much.traffic</b> everywhere we went, but the weather was perfect and I loved sightseeing and exploring a new city with my man.</div>
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Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge is now checked off my bucket list, and we enjoyed a delicious and romantic Valentine's Day sushi dinner in Sausalito. </div>
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Everyone else took advantage of the gorgeous weather the day we drove to Monterey and explored the aquarium... children everywhere! But we loved the sea otters and sea lions. : )</div>
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We had forgotten about the Pebble Beach golf tournament and 17 Mile Drive was closed to tourist traffic, but fortunately Jon is good with navigation and managed to get us to a beach in Carmel anyway. </div>
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Driving along the coast with the sun shining over the beach, windows down with cool sea breeze and the sound of waves crashing holding hands with my favorite person... perfection.</div>
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You already know the beach is my happy place, and Carmel's views did not disappoint. I'd like to go back already. </div>
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They aren't kidding about the hills in San Francisco, and Jon and I found ourselves giggling as we drove up steep grade hills near downtown, not really being able to see if there was more road in front of us- very different than being in flat Texas in his truck!</div>
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At lunch on our last day, Jon ordered queso, and when they brought this out, Jon had no idea what it was. I couldn't stop laughing and finally explained to him that this was the California version of queso, or "fundido," to which he said, "I'm ready to go home now."</div>
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So, back to the land of "real" queso and frozen margaritas we went. There really is no place like home. Though if someone can figure out how to bring a beach to Dallas, I'd love you forever... <i>seriously</i>.</div>
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I'm going to sound a bit cliche for a moment and say that it feels like I <i>just</i> recapped 2013. My parents did always tell me that time flies by faster the older you get, and I've realized they were right.<br />
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In typical fashion, here's a recap of some of the highlights, complete with pictures:<br />
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Jon and I had just started dating when the year began, and I cannot believe we've already been together for over a year now! He blesses my life daily with his servant heart, humor, humility, and handsome good looks. ; )<br />
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Lots of fun girls' nights and birthday celebrations for sweet, sweet friends throughout the year</div>
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Traveled to Washington, D.C., for a successful work event- my first visit there!</div>
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4th annual Kentucky Derby Party for the Think Ahead Group (TAG), the young professionals group I coordinate- every year this event is so much fun (and a whole lot of work), and I appreciate all of the volunteers and my super supportive friends and boyfriend who make it happen!</div>
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My little Sooner Sister graduated from OU! Even though I feel like she should still be about 4 years old wanting to steal my Lip Smackers, I'm so very proud of the young lady she has become.</div>
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And, my (former but forever) roomie graduated from seminary! After watching the amount of hours she spent studying and writing papers, I knew it was a HUGE accomplishment.</div>
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Two members of the Pink! family (from my sorority at TCU) got married! So happy for Meridith & Grant and Callie & Scott and enjoyed our reunions.</div>
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Family vacation to St. Thomas. Absolutely beautiful and relaxing. I would elaborate, but pictures do it way more justice and I already <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2014/06/life-on-island-time-st-thomas-2014.html" target="_blank">wrote a whole post on this trip</a>!</div>
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I had the honor of being in the house party for my dear friend Kimmy's wedding. We've been friends for eight (!!) years now after meeting on the first day of TCU band camp where we were both in the colorguard. Leading up to her fun-filled and beautiful big day we had a fun weekend in Austin for her bachelorette party.<br />
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Weekend getaway with Jon to gorgeous Colorado- my first time there, and our first big trip together! We had a wonderful time and I won't ever forget what it felt like to be looking out on top of a mountain with him.<br />
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Adelphe X retreat- a great time together to just recharge. Apparently I was really big on visiting Austin this year!</div>
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Double wedding weekend with my handsome date- congratulations to sweet Kate & Ben and Nellie & David! </div>
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Started age 27 off in a big way- with brunch with my girls and a surprise party orchestrated by sweet Jon!</div>
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A Christmas wedding, spending the holiday with my family, and concluding the year on a two week break from work. I love my job for many reasons, but this long break at the end of the year is an added bonus!</div>
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This was a wonderful year- the best, in fact. I focused on <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2014/02/release.html" target="_blank">releasing</a> worry and a need to be in control, and while I fell short many times, the Lord is gracious in giving me many more opportunities to trust Him and be thankful and joyful in all things. Over and over this year I realized it's okay to not have everything figured out all the time and that I <i>need</i> to trust God, <i>need</i> the people that He's surrounded me with, and <i>need</i> to love others and give them the same grace I've been given through Jesus, even when there's frustration and life presents us all with stressful circumstances and situations we don't understand. It's been a sweet year of growth, new adventures, and happy memories!<br />
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Love to you all,<br />
Julie Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-32043212261454405222014-12-10T16:49:00.002-08:002014-12-10T16:49:36.866-08:00Surprise!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Those who know me well know I love surprises. I get <i>very</i> into them for other people and usually can barely contain my excitement while waiting for the person being surprised to show up.<br />
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Jon, with some help from my sister and friends Jennifer and Valerie, managed to completely surprise me for my 27th birthday. I had no clue, and I consider myself to be pretty perceptive- and usually am the one planning things given the nature of my job!<br />
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I had already been surprised by my sweet work team (they hid in my office and jumped out when I walked in on Friday-- good one, ladies!) and spent Saturday morning at brunch with girlfriends. The weekend was going great, complete with sunny weather that was <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/12/26.html" target="_blank">drastically different from how I spent my birthday last year.</a><br />
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Jon told me he had a little something planned for my birthday, and all morning at brunch, my friends (knowing about the surprise to come that evening) kept asking me with feigned sincerity what I thought Jon had planned, where we were going for dinner, what I would wear. So sneaky, all of them!<br />
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As he picked me up, Jon told me he was taking me to Patrizio's, the location of our first dinner date and one of my favorite restaurants. I was excited! As we headed towards Highland Park Village, Jon said we had a little time to kill before our reservation and asked if I'd like to look at some Christmas lights. One of my favorite memories early on in dating Jon was the time we got hot chocolate and looked at Christmas lights, so I happily agreed-- completely oblivious to the fact that Jon was stalling because our table wasn't ready!<br />
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We walked into the packed restaurant, and right as I wondered why Jon was pulling me past the hostess stand without saying anything to them, we rounded the corner to find a huge table of our families and close friends, with party hats and purple balloons, yelling "SURPRISE!"<br />
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I was completely shocked and took a good 20 minutes to stop shaking! It was overwhelming in the best way to look down a huge table and see people that I love the most, and to hear from others throughout the night who had wanted to be there too. The evening was filled with good food, prosecco (my favorite), conversation, and celebration. I kept looking at Jon in disbelief that he had planned this for me. And I must say, I'm pretty impressed with his event planning skills!<br />
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To my wonderful family and friends, thank you for making me feel so loved on my 27th birthday! I am so very grateful to the Lord for each of you and praise Him for another year of life!<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-2789799962583578422014-11-16T06:51:00.002-08:002014-11-16T06:53:25.496-08:00She's Like Texas<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">She’s as bright as the Dallas sky.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">She always holds her head up high.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">She has faith in God’s greater plan.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">She trusts I’m a good man.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;">And that’s why I’ll always believe</span></i></span><br />
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Last weekend, my community group, Adelphe X, headed to Austin for our second annual retreat! </div>
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With each of us living a full life, it is rare to find a time outside of our usual Sunday night gatherings to just hang out, have fun, and relax. We've been reading through Genesis together and were recently reminded of the importance of rest. God built us to need it and to remind us that we NEED Him. With this in mind, the retreat came at the perfect time. </div>
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When we went on our retreat last year, we had all just met several months prior, so we were still figuring out how to combine so many different personalities and unique girls into one cohesive group. Our leaders wanted it to be special and filled our time together with activities. It was great, but what was even greater was seeing how this year, we didn't need any of that.<br />
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We were able to just be together for the weekend, with very little on the agenda, and it was pretty much perfect. Abby's dad was so kind to let us stay at his beautiful home for the weekend, where we were surrounded by nature and horses and the most perfect fall weather. Abby's little brother also came down for the weekend, and we have him to thank for such gorgeous photos that we will treasure!<br />
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We "hiked" up Mt. Bonnell-- which really meant climbing up a few stairs ; )<br />
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We ate really well the whole weekend. You can't really go wrong with bacon or queso or baked pear and turkey sandwiches or turkey chili from the slow cooker. And we ate every meal outside on the patio by this huge tree that looks like the one from Pocahontas. Soaking up the sunshine and just talking with these girls was probably my favorite part of the weekend. <br />
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A little over a year ago, we did not know each other, and now, these are the girls that I do life with. </div>
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Oh sure, we've been through plenty of ups and downs in the past year and a half. We've experienced conflict and hurt feelings, losses and sorrows, burdens and letdowns. But we've also shown one another grace and granted forgiveness, celebrated each other, and shared praises and joy-filled days. And we have all grown closer to Christ and helped bring each other a little deeper into relationship with Him.<br />
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Thanks for doing life with me, ladies!<br />
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-48032549201814579682014-11-02T16:44:00.002-08:002014-11-02T16:48:29.563-08:00Colorado Getaway<div style="text-align: center;">
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Back in September, Jon sent me an email with the subject line "Wanna Get Away?" that included a whole list of cities with airfare deals, asking me to choose one.<br />
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So, get away we did-- to Colorado for a fun long weekend!<br />
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A state I've never been to, with incredible scenery and gorgeous weather, with the man I'm head over heels for? Don't have to ask me twice!<br />
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We left on Saturday afternoon when Jon finished class and came home late Tuesday night- just long enough to feel like a vacation before we had to return to our jobs, school for him, and the rest of our normal lives. <br />
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I probably drove Jon crazy with the number of times I said something along the lines of, "Look at the mountains! I love the mountains! The mountains are so pretty! Why don't we have those in Dallas?" The beach has always been my happy place, but I sure did enjoy visiting the mountains. <br />
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My favorite part of the trip, without a doubt, was hiking in <a href="http://www.nps.gov/romo/index.htm" target="_blank">Rocky Mountain National Park</a>. We hiked past three lakes, stopping at many points along the way to enjoy the gorgeous views (and also maybe because I'm out of shape and needed to catch my breath- I'll blame the thinner air!).<br />
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As we sat on a large boulder overlooking the expanse of forest, the clouds brushing over the tops of the mountains, the sky that stretched on forever, I breathed in that cool, fresh air and tried to soak up exactly what I was feeling at that moment. Sitting there with someone I love, so content, being reminded of the beauty and grandeur of this world that God created- it was overwhelming and yet so peaceful at the same time.</div>
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While we were in Estes Park, we toured <a href="http://www.stanleyhotel.com/" target="_blank">The Stanley Hotel</a>, the inspiration behind Stephen King's The Shining. I'm a fan of historical sites and also scary stories (a fun fact), so touring it was right up my alley. Being the weekend before Halloween, there were quite a few Stephen King enthusiasts and some... interesting... hotel guests, but I enjoyed hearing the history behind the hotel's founders, the Stanley's (as in, Stanley Steamer), and checking out the supposedly "haunted" spaces- all in good fun, of course. </div>
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We took a day trip to Vail, where we saw SNOW. In October!! Jon has heard "remember when we saw snow?!" at least a dozen times already since then. The drive from Broomfield, where we stayed, to Vail was just a couple hours and incredibly scenic. </div>
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We started seeing snow flurries as we got closer to Vail, and by the time we arrived, it was 26 degrees and we were thankful for the jackets and hats we'd packed! Since it was Vail's off-season we were among just a few tourists, and it was nice to wander through the almost deserted streets (which reminded me of somewhere in Europe) through the snow flurries, exploring the shops and enjoying a cozy lunch. </div>
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On our last day, we checked out <a href="http://redrocksonline.com/" target="_blank">Red Rocks Park & Amphitheater</a>. It would be so cool to see a concert there! While walking through the visitor center, we listened to a sweet old lady who told us to check out the trail loop that was short and "barely up and down hill" and that she could totally handle it at her age. It turned out to be a lot of up and down and hotter than we'd expected, and we weren't dressed for it in our nice shoes and sweaters! Jon kept saying, "We're almost there babe, just around the corner," and at some point I stopped believing him! 72-year-old lady, consider yourself in better shape than we are. ; ) </div>
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Thanks for a wonderful getaway, Jon! Now, where are we going next?!</div>
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This past week was eye-opening, fascinating, and draining all at once. A reflective sort of post is forming in my mind, but for now, <a href="http://acompletewasteofmakeup.com/sunday-social-98/" target="_blank">this simple Sunday Social link-up</a> is perfect!<br />
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<b>1. What are you most looking forward to about fall?</b> Football games, the weddings of several sweet friends, and cooler weather and the fashion that accompanies it. Oh, and pumpkin spice lattes.<br />
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<b>2. What is your favorite sports team?</b> TCU Horned Frog football team-- win or lose, I'm always proud to be purple.<br />
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<b>3. If you could back to college is there one thing you would change? </b> I loved my college experience. If anything, I would go back and do more- join the Christian sorority, give campus tours to prospective students, get involved with more special interest groups, etc. As I get older, I find that looking back, I rarely regret the things I was part of, but always wish I had done more and not let fear/other commitments hold me back.<br />
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<b>4. What was your favorite class you ever took? </b>As someone who really enjoyed school for the most part, this is a tough one! Several of my journalism electives come to mind, specifically Creative Communications and Corporate Social Responsibility. Both courses allowed me to be creative and stretched my understanding of what the "real world" would be like- and both were taught by awesome professors that I considered to be some of my greatest college mentors.<br />
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<b>5. Reach into your purse- what is the first thing you grab?</b> My sunglasses- better put them back in the case!<br />
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-13849505153612778772014-08-17T06:54:00.002-07:002014-08-17T06:58:44.971-07:00As of Late<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Rain is falling hard on this sleepy Sunday morning, and I'm up early sipping chocolate and caramel coffee and drinking in the quiet stillness before church and before I give in to the laundry and dishes awaiting me.<br />
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This is the best I have truly felt in a month. Remember last time when I posted that I had laryngitis? Three doctor visits, three rounds of antibiotics, and varying diagnoses of laryngitis, an upper respiratory infection, bronchitis and possible whooping cough later, we're pretty sure it was just a virus that didn't want to vacate my body.<br />
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Whatever it was, I'm thankful that it's pretty much gone now, thankful for amazing friends and family and coworkers who check in and help take care of me, thankful that this happened during a manageable season at work, and thankful for the reminder that God built us to <i>need</i> rest. Sometimes I let pride get the best of me and overestimate what I'm capable of, and this definitely broke me down and forced me to be still and get well.<br />
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<i>celebratory meal for the return of my appetite and sense of smell & taste. no regrets. </i></div>
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Bridal shower for my dear friend, Kimmy, before she and Drew say "I do" in October. Kimmy and I met on our first day of colorguard camp at TCU 8 years ago, and I am so looking forward to her bachelorette party and, of course, her wedding!<br />
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My community group has been together for a whole year- we made it! We've had our ups and downs, as with any truly authentic relationships, but they are some of the first people I turn to when something good or bad happens or I'm in need of prayer. It's hard to believe that just over a year ago, I didn't know any of them.<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">My momma came over and helped me decorate the last part of my apartment- the fireplace. I love it. It has been so fun to make this place my home over the past year, and I just renewed my lease for another year. Thankful to enjoy this season of life and what it's teaching me! </span></div>
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<br />Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-77564349735370741402014-07-22T16:03:00.001-07:002014-07-22T18:11:30.860-07:00A Countdown of Sorts<div style="text-align: center;">
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Year since <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/07/straight-path.html" target="_blank">I wrote this post</a>, and what an awesome year of growth it's been.<br />
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post idea borrowed from <a href="http://www.twothirdshazel.com/2014/07/the-gypsy-life-countdown.html" target="_blank">Two Thirds Hazel</a> : )Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-71788746308714929602014-07-07T17:27:00.001-07:002014-07-07T17:33:24.879-07:00Road Tripping and Wine Sipping: Fourth of July<div style="text-align: center;">
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I kicked off the weekend by surprising my parents to join them (and Uncle Craig and Jager too!) for fireworks in Coppell. It's always fun to just unlock the front door and waltz in when they aren't expecting me- surprises are the best! Coppell put on an awesome fireworks show, complete with live music.</div>
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Life moves at a slower pace on St. Thomas. Arrival times are loose at best, no one seems rushed or hurried or worried. They take the time to stop and greet you with a proper "good morning/afternoon/evening," and ask how they can help you get where you're going, not expecting anything in return. And when you lament having to return to the mainland, they simply respond, "Don't go back." </div>
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After a week there, it <i>was</i> tempting to move to this gorgeous island permanently...</div>
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6. Repeat. Rough life, this vacation thing.</div>
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<i>As long as I still look young when I'm in my 30s, I think I'm okay with this. </i></div>
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Dexter, the awesome cab driver that picked us up from the airport, decided to detour since it was our first visit to the island so he could show us Magen's Bay. And wow, was it beautiful.</div>
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Thanks to Dexter's introduction, we visited Magen's Bay Beach on our own one day, and it was perfect. It's a public beach, but hardly anyone was there. If you go to St. Thomas, this is a must-visit, but make sure you go on a day when there aren't any crusie ships docked, otherwise it's packed. This was the clearest, most calm water I've ever been in. Someday, I will go back. </div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">For now, I'm taking stock. This is borrowed from two of my daily must-reads, <a href="http://www.livinginyellow.com/" target="_blank">Living in Yellow</a> and<a href="http://www.thedaybookblog.com/" target="_blank"> The Daybook</a>. You're missing out if you've yet to check them out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Cooking: </b>whole wheat pasta with chicken and broccoli, trying to be healthy after a weekend of indulging in yummy foods. but with vodka sauce. yum!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Playing: </b>dress up for the Kentucky Derby. so much fun. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Wasting:</b> time on social media. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Wishing:</b> that teleportation was possible. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Enjoying: </b>the rain falling outside</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Waiting:</b> for it to be time to go on vacation. i've been craving the beach ever since i left it. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Liking:</b> sour patch kids. probably a little too much. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Wondering:</b> how in the world it's already the middle of May. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Loving:</b> living alone. i was so scared to do it, but i've come to relish the peace and contentment i've found in being by myself in this little space of mine. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Hoping:</b> that i won't pass out in the hot yoga classes i'm about to sign up for. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Marveling:</b> at what a gift my family is. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Needing:</b> to organize my desk at home so that it can actually be used as a desk again. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Smelling: </b>laundry detergent. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Wearing:</b> slacks, sleeveless top, jacket... what i wore to work, sans shoes and jewelry.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Following:</b> a fresh to-do list. does anyone else find tremendous satisfaction in writing things down simply to cross them off?? </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Noticing</b>: that i'm happier when the weather is warmer. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Knowing: </b>God in a deeper way daily. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Thinking:</b> about conspiracy theories. they fascinate me, for some reason. </span><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><br /></span><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Bookmarking:</b> nothing. i don't utilize bookmarks like i should!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Opening:</b> too many windows on my laptop. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Giggling: </b>during Skype dates with Jon. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: justify;"><b>Feeling</b>: secure. </span></span></div>
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-4778473902163876152014-03-02T17:45:00.001-08:002014-03-02T17:49:20.221-08:00Lately I'm Loving...This has felt like a long winter. To me at least. Anyone else? It probably has something to do with the <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/12/26.html" target="_blank">Snowpacolypse</a> hitting so early in the season that's made it seem to drag on. Also, the fact that I was laying by the pool in my bikini yesterday afternoon and bundled up walking to church this morning in the sleet is a great example of the nature of our great state. I love Texas.<br />
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<strong>What I'm loving lately:</strong><br />
1. Community group. It's so much easier to walk in the light when you're surrounded by those who will keep you there and encourage you with grace and accountability. Six months into being part of this group we've had our share of struggles, but I truly cannot imagine my life without them now. Last Sunday we had the opportunity to be on a panel in front of men and women of all ages going through the process to be placed in a group, sharing about fun and fellowship. We certainly know a lot about that! : )<br />
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2. Friendships in general. I hosted a girls night several weeks ago and failed to take any pictures! There were sweet friends from TCU, from church, from work, that I met post-college, and even those I met through other friends. Many of them had never met each other until that night, so it was a brain test for me to introduce them all to each other and explain how I knew them! We had wine and sweets and watched the Olympics. I plan to host another one soon!</div>
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3. Quality time with Jon. We started dating a few months ago, and the more we grow in our relationship, the more thankful I am for him! Between him working full time and getting his MBA, and my work and activities, our quality time together is limited, but that makes it all the more sweet. <br />
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4. Being reminded that my job is a gift. Though, like anyone, I experience days of burnout, I work for an organization that is impacting lives daily, in a setting where I'm surrounded by the most caring, intelligent people, that allows me to use my God-given talents to benefit others.<br />
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5. Quiet time. I've been much more intentional about this lately, and it's essential to stay sane and focused on what matters in an insane world. I've made it a point to spend time daily in the Bible, to read for fun more, and to get enough sleep. All of these things make a huge difference in my physical, mental, and spiritual health!<br />
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In hindsight, if I had to describe what I learned in 2013 in one word, it would be "contentment." Looking back, if you asked me a year ago if I was content with where I was in life, I'm not sure that I could have answered yes truthfully. I can now say with assurance that yes, I am so content with where the Lord has me right now, and know He's using this season of life for a purpose!<br />
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My community group leaders challenged each of us to come up with a word for 2014. I knew the overall "feeling" of what I wanted to focus on, but couldn't come up with a word until I described it to my sweet friend Heather, and without hesitation, she gave me my word.<br />
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<strong>Release.</strong><br />
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When I looked up the definition of release, just for extra context, I found it to mean to "allow or enable to escape from confinement; set free." <em>How perfect.</em><br />
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So, in 2014, I will<strong> release</strong>. I will <strong>let go</strong> of worry and be reminded daily that my
faith in the Lord and His perfect plan for my life means to <u><strong>trust Him</strong></u>. I will
surrender a constant need to look ahead and plan for the future, and let God <strong>set
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I will <strong>be joyful ALWAYS</strong>, regardless of the circumstances,
because my strength in the hard times and the happy ones comes from the one who
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I will take every opportunity to encourage others, and open myself up
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Knowing Him will be the lens through which I see the
world, and I will remember that my words and actions are a reflection of Christ
as one of His followers. In all that I say and all that I do, I will strive to
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-32397244807739257552014-01-03T08:54:00.002-08:002014-01-03T08:54:43.091-08:00High Five for.... every day when you're on Christmas Break!It's been a while since I've linked up with <a href="http://www.thelaurenelizabeth.com/" target="_blank">Lauren</a> for "High Five for Friday." Being off work for two weeks (which has been heavenly, in case you were wondering) has made me lose track of what day it is- so every day feels like Friday! : )<br />
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Putting two of my favorite Christmas presents to good use. Thanks, mom & dad and sweet Heather! One of my favorite parts of this break has been spending quiet mornings with coffee and a good book. </div>
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Gorgeous weather + new running shoes in my favorite colors were finally enough motivation for me to get out and exercise for the first time in, oh, months. </div>
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"There are years that ask questions and years that answer." -Zora Neale Hurston</i><br />
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My sweet friend <a href="http://whiskuntilsweet.com/" target="_blank">Heather</a> shared the above quote with me recently, and it's stuck with me as I reflect over the past year. Retrospectively, 2012 was a year that absolutely asked a lot of questions, and 2013 was certainly one of answers. <br />
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Looking back at last year's resolutions, one was to "do something big that scared me." God provided me with multiple opportunities to step out of my comfort zone and <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/07/straight-path.html" target="_blank">learn what it means to trust Him</a>. I can truly say, at the end of 2013, that I am more confident of who I am and Whose I am than I've ever been in my life.<br />
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<b><u>JANUARY</u></b><br />
Rang in the new year by hosting a little get-together with my roomie, Jenna, and some of our closest friends. I wouldn't have celebrated it any other way!<br />
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One of my good friends from high school, Liz, had a sweet baby boy this year, and I made my first trip out to Abilene, TX, for her shower.<br />
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<b><u>FEBRUARY</u></b><br />
Spent Valentine's Day with my girls!<br />
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<b><u>MARCH</u></b><br />
Looking back through photos, Jenna and I got to spend lots of quality time together this month, whether it was enjoying brunch, volunteering for our friend Heather's nonprofit, or just encouraging each other through life's ups and downs. We had plenty of opportunities to remind each other of the mantra she developed for a sermon- "Trust God, trust His people, trust your process."<br />
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<b><u>APRIL</u></b><br />
My "Little" from our college sorority, Ashley, come to town, and we visited TCU to welcome the newest active members of Tau Beta Sigma. The fact that I now have a great-great-great grandlittle makes me feel like it's been a long time since I was in college!<br />
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Participated in my second-ever 5K with Megan. Notice I don't say "ran" a 5K, because I was reminded once again that I'll never be a runner. Goal for 2014- get into some kind of exercise routine again!<br />
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Joined the <a href="http://www.wdcschool.org/" target="_blank">West Dallas Community School</a> young professionals group and officially became a "shepherd" for the sweetest little girl, Abigail, during this month. She's already blessed me, and I can't wait to continue to grow with her! We took this picture on her 8th birthday.<br />
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<b><u>MAY</u></b><br />
Couldn't have asked for more perfect weather for a successful third-annual Kentucky Derby Party for the young professionals group I help coordinate as part of my job.<br />
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Toured historic homes in Dallas to celebrate Mother's Day. I'm glad that my mom and I share a love for old homes and decorating!<br />
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A huge highlight of the whole year- spending a week in Destin, Florida, with Jenna! We were both in need of a vacation, and it was perfect. The beach is truly my happy place.<br />
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<b><u>JUNE</u></b><br />
What a fun-filled month! The first weekend was filled with bachelorette activities for my dear friend Sarah. I had the honor of standing up in her wedding, which I wrote all about <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/08/sarah-says-i-do.html" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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We traveled to San Marcos and Austin the next weekend to celebrate another sweet bride-to-be friend, Rachel, and had a total blast! That was my first experience with 6th Street, and the weekend happened to coincide with the motorcycle rally. Craziness!<br />
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The next two weekends were back-to-back Sarah and Rachel's weddings!<br />
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In the midst of all the celebrations, Caroline, who is a good friend from high school and college roommate of Jenna and I, came home from LA to visit! It's always so special to be reunited with two of my closest friends.<br />
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Among all of this, I was introduced to <a href="http://www.watermark.org/" target="_blank">Watermark Community Church</a> and started getting plugged in there. This was a game-changer for the months to come...<br />
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<b><u>JULY</u></b><br />
Spent July 4th weekend floating the Comal River with brand-new friends from Watermark. Thankful to have been so warmly welcomed by them and to continue getting to know them throughout the rest of 2013!<br />
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This year I became a provisional member of the <a href="http://www.jld.net/" target="_blank">Junior League of Dallas</a>, introducing me to new friends, ways to serve, and a better understanding of philanthropy in our city. I'm really excited to complete my provisional project at the Wilkinson Center in February 2014, and if all goes well with the remainder of my requirements, I'll be an active member in May! We took this picture at our provisional retreat.<br />
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Enjoyed a relaxing, fun girls' weekend at the lake as a last "getaway" before our friend Kim had her sweet baby boy in September. You can't go wrong with mimosas, a hot tub, and playing board games all day! Not to mention my personal favorite, a gorgeous waterside sunset.<br />
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Finding community. I wasn't sure what to expect when I went through GroupLink at Watermark, but the Lord exceeded my expectations by leading me to truly "do life" with these ladies.<br />
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<b><u>AUGUST</u></b><br />
Celebrated Heather's birthday this month. I loved growing closer with her this year! Our friendship was such an unexpected one, but after really only knowing her for a year and a half, I consider her one of my best friends. Thankful that the Lord continues to bless us with new friendship at all stages of life!<br />
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Living by myself for the first time. The day after Jenna and I had decided to renew our lease together, she got a call out of the blue offering her a wonderful job. I decided to try living solo, slightly worried that I would hate it. Four months later, I LOVE it. I still miss Jenna, and all of our adventures and little ways of blessing each other as roommates, all the time, but I'm also treasuring this independence an unique life phase. <br />
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<b><u>SEPTEMBER</u></b><br />
Squeezed in one last end-of-summer trip for my wonderful friend Morgan's bachelorette weekend! We traveled to the Texas hill country and spent the weekend vineyarding and exploring, eating, and playing my favorite game, Catchphrase.<br />
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Grapefest in Grapevine- champagne is right up my alley! This picture represents a major blessing of 2013, and something I've learned about myself over the years- I love having the opportunity to get to know my friends' friends, and for my different friend groups to meet each other.<br />
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Fort Worth for TCU friend and sorority sister Melanie's wedding! Kimmy caught the bouquet and got engaged two weeks later, and asked me to be in her house party. Looking forward to celebrating her in 2014!<br />
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It wouldn't be fall without some TCU football! This was a hard season, but we'll be back next year. Purple and proud always!<br />
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Family trip to Norman, Oklahoma, for the TCU/OU game. My little sister is a senior at OU, so it was a house divided!<br />
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Retreat to Bowie, TX, with my community group. We had a wonderful weekend filled with worship, fellowship, and enjoying nature.<br />
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<b><u>NOVEMBER</u></b><br />
Thanksgiving with the family. We have so very much for which to be thankful!<br />
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Holidays always mean catching up with friends that I haven't seen in a while. Liz, another good high school friend, officially came home after spending two years teaching English in Thailand. I'm amazed at her boldness to move across the world to a foreign country, knowing no one, and building a life for herself there. And she never ceases to make me laugh!<br />
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<b><u>DECEMBER</u></b><br />
You already know how I <a href="http://justjuliec.blogspot.com/2013/12/26.html" target="_blank">spent my actual birthday during #Icepocalypse2013</a>, but my friends, family, and co-workers still made me feel so special with belated celebrations!<br />
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Isn't Heather such a talented cakemaker?!<br />
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Morgan got married! The whole day was so special and flew by, and I'm so glad she wanted me to be part of it all. I'll have to do a post dedicated solely to her wedding once she gets her pictures!<br />
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I managed to not take any pictures on Christmas this year. How did that happen?! So here's one of my sister and I at a wedding the weekend before Christmas. I love having her home, and that we continue to grow closer as we get older.<br />
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This post turned out longer than I expected, so thank you if you actually made it to the end! All I could think throughout writing it was that I have been extremely blessed. Grateful for a year of growth and answers, and ready to see what's in store for 2014!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-2353266936342842742013-12-07T10:35:00.001-08:002013-12-07T10:41:29.928-08:0026<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today is my 26th birthday. I'm sitting on my couch, by myself, next to the Christmas tree with a cup of hot chocolate. I haven't spoken in person to anyone since I left the grocery store Thursday evening, just before #Icemaggedon2013 hit Dallas.<br />
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With the roads being so icy, my plans for celebrating with family last night were cancelled, and plans with girlfriends for tonight look like they probably need to be cancelled as well. I'm really hopeful (for everyone else's sanity and safety, in addition to my own) that the temperatures rise enough tomorrow for this all to start melting so we can be out and about again.</div>
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Did I intend to be alone on my birthday? No. I don't need any kind of grand celebration, but do I wish I was with the people that mean the most to me today? Of course.</div>
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But last night, as I started to feel myself getting bummed about spending the weekend solo, I realized that<i> this is okay</i>. I may be by myself, but I am safe, I am warm, and I know that I am loved. And I have<b> so much</b> for which to be thankful. How easy it is for our hearts to fixate on what we wish we had, and what little things may be "wrong" with our present situation, rather than praising the Lord for all the goodness He provides!</div>
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My 25th year was a game-changer. God absolutely humbled my heart, and halfway through the year, I was struck by something I heard in a sermon. <i><b> "Faith is trusting God."</b></i> So simple, but until that moment, I thought that my tendency to worry about things or feel anxious was just part of who I am. Who I always would be. I realized then that by worrying, I was doubting God's ability to provide for me and protect me. Recognizing that, and learning what it really looks like to trust God, has completely shifted my perspective.</div>
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I have to laugh, because at the end of a year that's broken down my need for control and tendency to be a planning, must-know-what-is-ahead worrier, it only makes sense that all plans are thrown out the window for this weekend. Being iced in is giving me so much time to be still and relax, to catch up on things that have been pushed aside, and to just reflect and be grateful.</div>
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Last Sunday night, our community group leaders asked each of us what earthly things bring us the most joy or make us love God more. </div>
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I listened as the other girls talked about family and friends, buying cute dresses, doing other girls' makeup, bubble baths, naps, spending time in nature, singing, running (<i>i wish i could make myself love that!</i>), and so many other wonderful things. </div>
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My quick, created-in-the-moment list consisted of spending time with family and friends, being at the beach, and watching sunsets- my favorite reminder of God's majesty. I might have said a couple of other things, but I know there are a lot of others I left out- the sound of rain falling, coffee in the morning, and holding little babies, just to name a few. But after we all went home, I remembered one huge thing I'd forgotten to say that certainly brings me a whole lot of joy- <b>writing</b>.</div>
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It's been several months (three, to be exact) since I've posted anything on this blog, which probably explains why writing escaped my list of simple joys. Sometimes, after a day spent responding to emails and text messages, writing thank-you notes, and drafting communication pieces, I feel like I'm all out of the "right" words and forget how much I enjoy the simplicity of pouring out my thoughts about anything and everything on this blank screen. </div>
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Since I last posted back in August, a lot has happened. I moved into a new apartment and am living solo for the first time in my life. I've taken on new responsibilities at work. I dove headfirst into community at Watermark Church and couldn't love it more. I've cherished time spent with family and friends old and brand new. I went on some fun weekend getaways and enjoyed traditions in my own city. I've celebrated milestones with others. And I'm learning more and more what it means to trust God <i>in everything</i>. </div>
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Realization: A large majority of my weekend was spent with friends that I have known for a year-and-a-half or less. Mostly less.</div>
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I wish I could go back and tell my 18-year-old self that I had no idea what friendships God had in store for me in the years ahead. </div>
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In high school, I couldn't imagine meeting better friends than the ones I already knew. </div>
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Moral of the story- I'm incredibly blessed with friends that I've known for years and years, and with some that I have just met. </div>
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I somehow don't have any photos from Friday night, but I enjoyed a girls night at a winery and then ate Tex-Mex with three lovely ladies from the church I've attended for the past year, where my roomie works. I hadn't really spent time with two of them before, so it was nice to meet new friends (see?!), and enjoy time with Alyssa, who I've only known since January. The more we get to know each other, the more we find in common. I'm glad we've discovered a shared love of blogging and reading others' blogs : ) </div>
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After a full Saturday of shopping for apartment items with mom, we went out to celebrate sweet Heather's birthday! My friendship with Heather was completely unexpected, but she has already enriched my life in so many ways, and I can truly say that she's now one of my closest friends. </div>
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I had the honor of being a bridesmaid in my friend Sarah's wedding this summer. I've attended dozens of weddings, but this was my first time to stand up in one next to a dear friend, by her side as she made the most important commitment of her life.<br />
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Sarah and I met through our college music sorority, which brought countless fun memories. We also had an astronomy class together our freshman year, complete with many delirious late-night study sessions, including one where we gave her the nickname "Nair Lover" that I still call her today. No one seems to find it nearly as hilarious as we do when we explain the story, so I'll stop there! <br />
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We've only grown closer since college, thanks to our Bible study/women's group and being intentional about spending time together. I cherish this friendship! <br />
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The festivities leading up to the wedding were a total blast!<br />
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Getting a limo was a genius idea-- full credit to maid of honor Hannah on that one! No one had to worry about driving or parking in crowded Uptown, and we could all ride together. Not to mention that we had Curtis, the best limo driver ever!</div>
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This would be at about 3:00 a.m. after our night out on the town when the smoke alarm kept beeping... trooper that she is, Sarah climbed up on that ladder and fixed it! James is sure lucky to have a wife that knows how to get things taken care of! : )</div>
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And, of course, the main event... the wedding! It was so special to be with Sarah the entire day-- getting ready with her, helping her put on her veil, jumping up and down with excitement and asking her things like, "you're getting married in an hour...how do you feel right now?!"</div>
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Congratulations, Sarah and James! May the Lord bless your marriage and bring you joy together. </div>
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I witnessed this beautiful sunset on a little lake getaway last weekend. Out there, away from the city and any stress, I allowed myself to relax and be reminded that God is in control. What more of a reminder did I need than such a magnificent sunset? It's amazing the peace that you feel when you truly, fully trust your life to Him! <br />
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A few college girlfriends and I were staying at our friend Kim's parents' lakehouse in Corsicana, Texas. Kim is having a baby in September, so it was the perfect "last hoorah" before she welcomes a little boy into the world! The six of us that were there don't see each other often, so it was great to catch up on all the exciting directions our lives have gone since we graduated three years ago.<br />
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We spent the weekend enjoying the lake views and venturing into the water, relaxing in the hot tub, sipping mimosas and playing Cards Against Humanity (a hilarious, yet totally inappropriate, "adult" version of Apples to Apples). Oh, and eating. Lots of eating. Funny how that happens when you're just relaxing all day!<br />
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It had just rained the night we arrived, bringing a cool front of lower 70s temperatures and a nice breeze off the water. I just stood on the patio for a few minutes that Saturday morning, breathing in the cool air and enjoying the serenity I felt out there. </div>
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What an incredible view to wake up to. </div>
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Thanks for such a fun, restful weekend, Kim! I think we've started an annual tradition...</div>
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Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09572096288562899665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9006250527178919209.post-77120753159241600812013-07-21T21:09:00.004-07:002013-08-04T18:29:32.899-07:00Straight Path<br />
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I was well on my way to wallowing in self pity a few mornings ago.<br />
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I was in the shower before work. It was early; I was tired; there was a lot to be done that day and the next. Some things had seemed to hit all at once over the past week, and I was feeling weary, discouraged, and anxious about the future. <i> Sure</i>, I told myself, <i>it's not that bad, but this is a lot for me to handle right now. I can feel sorry for myself, can't I?</i><br />
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But in the middle of my "woe is me" mindset, God flashed me a reality check. No, really, the lamp in my bathroom started flickering for a moment, just enough to pull me away from my gloomy thoughts. <br />
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Enough to pause and be reminded that God. is. in. charge.<br />
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It was then that I realized- this is what the message I heard on Tuesday, on Proverbs 3:5-6, was all about.<br />
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<i>"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight."</i><br />
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Emphasis on the first word being <b>trust. </b>With ALL of my heart. Having total faith that God has a plan and a purpose for my life, even when it may not be as clear in the midst of trials.<br />
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Not leaning on my own understanding in the middle of whatever I am facing. Looking to Him and saying, <i>God, I'm not sure what you are doing with these situations right now, but I know how much you love me, and I trust in you fully. </i>Not relying on my own interpretations, thoughts, feelings, or that of those around me.<br />
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Acknowledging Him in all my ways. ALL of them. Too often I can find myself in the mindset of "<i>It's okay, God, I've got this one on my own</i>," as if I can handle it by myself or only need Him in certain aspects of my life. <br />
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We're called to trust Him with all things- our relationships, our jobs, our finances, our temptations. EVERYTHING. And when we do this, and place our full trust in Him, asking him to guide us in our decisions, seeking His wisdom, praising Him for His goodness, and praying for continued blessings in our lives and to others, He will make our paths straight. <br />
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What a week this had been to remind me to NOT lean on my own understanding! By the end of my shower, I realized that God could not be clearer with what he's asking me to do.<br />
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Maybe you're experiencing trials in this season of your life. Maybe you're feeling discouraged, weary, or anxious about the future. Let's trust in God's plan for us, remember how much He loves us, and look to Him in all that we do, and He will lead us on the straight path, the right path, that He has for us. <br />
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