scrumptious bloggie award

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I’ve been nominated by Iris … you are such a sweetheart!! 😀

the farmgirl nominates:

My Fair Baking

Feminine Farmgirl

Suzie the Foodie

The Cilantropist

Red Star to Lone Star

the rules

1.  Once you are awarded, write about it on your blog with a link
back to the person who awarded you!

2.  Answer the questions written by the person who awarded you.

3.  Do not award anyone who has less than 100 followers.

4.  Pass the award along to five to ten other bloggers.

5.  Come up with ten new questions for the people you awarded.

6.  Keep ‘em clean and refrain from using vile language.

Iris’s questions

1.  What book are YOU reading right now?

Errr … I usually read five or six books at a time, haha. But I am reading The Postern of Fate by Agatha Christie and Born to Run.

2.  If you had to give everything away apart from one thing, what would you keep? (People don’t count.)

Hmm… my Bible, for sure.

3.  Ford or Chevy?  Choose your answer wisely…

Toyota. In all seriousness.

4.  What do you admire most about yourself?

My skills of total awkwardness.

5.  What is the most-watched movie in your collection?

Oh, geez… that would be either The Princess Bride or Tangled. 😀

6.  What is your favorite Psalm?

Either Psalm 139 or Psalm 30.

7.  Where would your dream home be?

My dream home would be on a farm in the middle of nowhere somewhere in Idaho with my cowboy 🙂

8.  What inspires you to write?

Writing is as essential to my life as breathing.

9.  What is your favorite month of the year?

August, for sure. A wedding in August is, like, the most romantic thing ever. In my humble opinion.

10.  Favorite childhood memory?

Ahhh, that’s really hard. Probably all those hot, summer days playing out in the tree house with my friends.

 

my questions

1) What’s y0ur dream car?

2) Licorice: black or red? or both?

3) Do you think white or black are colors? Defend your case.

4) T.V.: Widescreen or Full-screen? Defend yourselves.

5) Favorite flavor of jam?

6) Burgers or hotdogs?

7) Do you know who John Wayne is? (please say yes :))

8) Favorite cold cereal?

9) What kind of dog(s) do you have?

10) Do you know who Sean Connery is? (this time, you *have* to say yes)

 

Thank you soo, sooo much, Iris! 😀

the ramblings of a hopeful romantic — why I love being single

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You probably just read the title above and thought, “Wait… what??? You? Love being single? Nuh uh. Isn’t getting married, like, one of the biggest dreams of your life?

Yes, I will admit it is :).

But I’m not worried about it.

One of the areas I feel like I’ve really grown in is learning to wait for that special someone. I’m not perfect at it, but because of the Spirit’s continual work in me, I’m better than when I was (::ahem::) 3. If you asked me when I was five years old who I was going to marry, I probably could’ve– and would’ve — given a name.

Though I laugh about it now, it’s still a serious concern to a lot of young women. Who are you going to marry?

Now, I didn’t write this post with the intention of answering that question for you because, honestly, it’s a little out of my league 😉 I really and truly don’t know.

A lot of people also like to ask me if I have a boyfriend. When I say that I don’t, then the next natural question is to ask why. To which I reply, “I don’t feel ready to be in any kind of relationship at this stage in my life.” — or something along those lines.

Petie, from All Things Bright and Beautiful, phrased it perfectly:

“Another reason I’m not worried about marriage is because I’m so excited. That may sound like an oxymoron, but I cannot wait to see who God will bring, when He will do it, and how. It may be years from now, or it may be tomorrow. But I know He’ll orchestrate everything in His perfect timing, so why should I be concerned?If I were being totally honest, I would say the idea of never marrying scares me. But that doesn’t mean I should worry myself to death over it, or I should just sit at home and wait for a guy to fall from the sky. One of these days, I believe God will point out That Special Someone and say, ‘There he is. You’re ready for him now.’ But that day is not today. Basically, what I’m trying to say is God didn’t give me these single years so I could sit around and wait; He gave them to me so I could live, embrace this life and live it to the fullest. So I’ll go on living and working and writing and serving and praying and drinking coffee. Right here. Right now. And that’s okay with me.”
Being only 16, I’ve got my work cut out for me before I get married.
I can barely chop up a tomato.
I still don’t know how to cook meat.
Matching socks in the laundry room makes my head spin.
I still don’t know how to love someone with a Christ-like love.
I still haven’t watched all of the Lord of the Rings (working on that).
And the list goes a lot longer than that.
Because it’s true. I have sooo much to learn about being a good wife, a good mom, and about pursuing God with all my heart so that I can love my (future) guy with the kind of love he deserves.
In these single years, I can learn & prepare to be the wife he needs (and, hopefully, wants).
And thus are the confessions & ramblings of a hopeless hopeful romantic.
AND WUV. TWU WUV WILL FOWWOH ME FOHEVAH.

i will not stay silent

There is an issue that has been plaguing me for many years now. She has burrowed in, nested, and made herself comfortable in my conscience. She has whispered in my ear time and time again, saying that it’s all ok and that I deserve a break, to rest, even though I really never worked that hard.

You know who she is?

She is one I like to call… Miss Sluggard.

Allow me to explain.

This is Miss Sluggard.

And this was also me.

“Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys”

~ Proverbs 18:9

“I passed by the field of a sluggard, by the vineyard of a man lacking sense, and behold, it was all overgrown with thorns; the ground was covered with nettles, and its stone wall was broken down. Then I saw and considered it; I looked and received instruction. A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest, and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and want like an armed man” 

~ Proverbs 24:30-34

“Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.”

~ Proverbs 6:6

“As a door turns on its hinges, so does a sluggard on his bed. The sluggard buries his hand in the dish; it wears him out to bring it back to his mouth”

~Proverbs 26: 13-16

“The desire of the sluggard kills him, for his hands refuse to labor” ~Proverbs 21:25

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