rejoice for He is risen!

I had a really cool Easter. 

I started the day with my 3rd ever Easter church service of my life, and it was awesome.  It just felt really energizing and focusing and fantastic. 

I then got to hang with one of my girlies from youth where we mostly played with my camera and she hugged me a lot :).  Love the girls I’ve had an opportunity to get to know through my church’s youth program.  Also, one of the other youth leaders found candy canes on his dresser and brought them to church.  Because, really, what says EASTER more than candy canes?

This was followed by spending some chaotic time in the three year old room, where everything simmered down when they got in for stories and worship.  I had a little buddy who was so adorable through the time we spent in the teaching portion.  He’s three but has just started talking, so he repeats EVERYTHING you say, and decided I was his friend for today.  Three year old cuddles between praise songs are the bestest.

At home while waiting to go to family dinner I did some varieties of running around because the city turned off our water so they could fix something at our neighbours’ place.  Once that calmed down [aka we had showered and acquired a port-a-potty from my grandparents—gotta love being lake people] I read some of the Easter story in the Bible which just felt super awesome. 

"display the bright splendor of your Son, so the Son in turn may show Your bright splendor"

John 17:1

Intermingle this with a lot of praise music, and even the chaos can be really refreshing.  I think that’s kind of a reminder of where I should be ALL THE TIME.  In the chaos, REJOICE.  PRAISE.  SEEK.  And I have to get better at that.


Yahweh, look what You’ve done for me

look what You’ve done for me / Your blood has set me free / Jesus my Lord, look what You’ve done for me / i haven’t been the same / ever since that day i called Your name / Yahweh, Yahweh, look what You’ve done for me

what can i do for You, my Lord? / i want You to know my heart is Yours / it’s not a question of what You can do for me / but what can i do for You my Lord?

up to Your cross I crawl / now i am standing ten feet tall / Jesus my Saviour, look what You’ve done for me / free at last, i’m free / i owe You my life completely / Yahweh, Yahweh, look what You’ve done for me

look what You’ve done // tree 63

So because I was playing with cute three year olds [read: being hugged, being followed, being used for a chair, making endless bathroom trips, reading stories and being ignored until I stopped, etc] I missed service today.  We only had one service, so therefore I missed Tiffani getting baptized, and I missed the epic music [sans Drew.  Still have not been to a Drew-less service, and I assume it will be lower on the awesome-level, albeit still awesome, because that’s just how my church family rolls] that commenced today.  I love my church family so much.  I am starting to feel really, really settled and I am so, so happy.

I missed Look What You’ve Done, He Loves Us [what is this song actually called, anyway? ‘He Loves Us’, ‘How He Loves’ or ‘How He Loves Us’?] and another equally awesome song upstairs in service.  I haven’t been to a legit service in a couple weeks, only playing with adorable three year olds, I really miss it.  Next Sunday, I will do both!

Jesus, look what You’ve done for me.  Brought me from the depths of self-absorption of depression to this.  This abundant, never-ceasing feeling of being ALIVE.  What else can I do, but use my life and my love to praise You?  Use all that You allow me to do in this life as a form of worship to Your never-ending love, Your love that heals, changes, ignites life.  A love I don’t deserve.

What can I do to show You more love . . . to love You more and more as You love me?

12 of 12 – december ‘10

Last 12 of 12 of 2010!

On the 12th of each month, a bunch of bloggers take 12 pictures throughout the day.  These are my pictures for December 12th, 2010.


7:15 AM – bed.  Eff.  I have to get up and go to church in this?  Good thing I love my church.


7:47 am – bus stop.  This is the biggest lie I have seen ever.  Or today at least.  Canada?  Warm?


8:49 am – church.  Oh how I love my church’s proximity to Starbucks.  Although my gingerbread latte was totally, totally a letdown.  I had to go back tonight and have a caramel apple spice to make myself feel better.DSCF5673 10:46 am – church.  Our first kiddo arrived in the three year old room.  She was super-intensely writing a list on an offering envelope.


1:50 pm – kitchen.  What this open Dr Pepper can is doing amongst the produce I have no idea.


3:16 pm – kitchen.  Studying sociology.  Evil, evil textbook.  Well, I guess since I was reading about maltreatment, it is evil.


3:19 pm – kitchen.  I went to my room for popcorn twists [which were semi-stale] and found a totally hardened muffin.  I am fortunate muffins do not mold, or I would probably have puked.  I do not do mold.


5:42 pm – bedroom.  I finally had enough with the inhaler hits [my lungs hate winter] and did a breathing treatment, which has kept me pretty dang open the last six hours.  Even though my neb was doing something weird and it took FOREVER to do a freaking unit dose.  I hate asthma.


5:44 pm – bathroom.  See how cold it is?  I am wearing FOUR layers on my upper body.  In your face, Canada.


6:46 pm = church.  Enter the Farewell Party for the epic and lovely Browns.  This “welcome.  we’re glad you’re with us today.” sign makes me feel really good whenever I walk into my church.  I’m totally, totally blessed to be here and to have gotten to experience the awesome love that is Drew and Sara the last three and a half months.


9:59 pm – church.  My lovely friends Tiffani [left] and Tara [right].  They are sisters and awesome.


11:14 pm – kitchen.  Posting my 12 of 12.  One of my pictures didn’t turn out as I thought it did, so I’m short one, kay?  Dang. ;-)  Short one no longer! [Well, I’m still a short one :)].

12 of 12 was created by Chad Darnell.  Click here to see all the December 12 of 12s.

It’s been a great year, all – see you in 2011!

kid quotes: "what’s special to you?”

I volunteer with the three year olds during second service at church.  They are awesome and do and say very cute things that are often really touching.

Today, one boy was very gently “taking care of” the dolls.  He took them shopping and just LOVED them.  When I asked him what his baby’s name was, he told me his brother’s name.  When I realized he had two babies in the shopping cart a few minutes later, I went and asked what the baby’s name was again.  He pointed to the other baby and once again told me his brother’s name.  Soon enough, he accumulated four babies [one of which, he pointed out to me “This baby has no eyes!” and so it was that the doll’s eyes had been pried out.  Poor doll.], all of whom were named after his brother.  So, so cute.

Then in small-group time, this happened.

ME: What’s special to you, T?

T: *looks at me and smiles* R!

R” is one of our three year old girls, who is an absolute sweetheart [well, they all are, but she’s little spunky, wide-eyed three-year-old fashionista.]

Terina asked one of the kids what was special to her . . . THIS just makes my heart so, so happy:

“I have this friend . . . he’s a guy.  He’s always there for me.  His name is God.”

Goodness.  Goodness goodness goodness.

These kids and this God . . . make my heart so, so happy.

12 of 12 – september 2010!

On the 12th day of the month, a bunch of bloggers take 12 pictures throughout the day.  Here are my pictures for September 12th, 2010.


8:26 am – Starbucks.  Good morning lovely baristas whom I made decide for me—they chose a pumpkin spice latte over a white chocolate mocha.  I approve of their decision.


8:32 am – downtown.  There were many tables on the side of the street.  No idea what THAT was about.


8:42 am – church.  Getting stoked for an epic service!


10:48 am – church.  I’m helping out with the three year olds this year, and it was my first go at it.  The kiddos have to wear these security tags so people who aren’t their parents can’t take them away from us.  It was lots of fun.


2:33 pm – kitchen.  Holy spicy kimichi, batman.  Not much of this ended up getting eaten, I don’t do spicy well.  I didn’t know it was going to be spicy, I just thought it’d be instant noodle-y.


2:51 pm – kitchen.  That is MUCH better.  Peanut butter on graham crackers.  Yum and not spicy.


3:29 pm – kitchen.  Getting my nutrition studying on.


9:47 pm – kitchen.  Finally burned End of Silence by Red to a CD.  Finally.


10:42 pm – bathroom.  Forgot to turn the fan on when I had a bath.  This is the mirror, which I drew a heart on.


10:56 pm – kitchen.  Found a text from my friend wanting to join my Run for the Cure team.  YEAH!


11:21 pm – dining room.  Ready for school . . .


11:22 pm – kitchen.  Because I am four years old.  Milk in a Blues Clues cup.  Bedtime.


12 of 12 was created by Chad Darnell.  You can see all the 12 of 12s by visiting his blog.