Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Where I'm Coming From
at 5:27 AM
I've been blogging on and off here for the past year and a half. My posts have always been rather clumsy and random, but they've all been written from a place of passion and honesty. My intentions and dreams for this place have shifted since that first click of the "publish" button, but I still ultimately want to use my words and stories to glorify Jesus.
Many of you are new readers. Maybe you found me through Project Life or...well, I have no clue how the rest of you found me. Either way, welcome. I am encouraged and inspired by each of you. And I think you deserve, if not my entire backstory (you can search the archives for that mess), then at least my front story. Who I am, where I'm coming from. I'm often vague about the details of my life, and I want to change that.
So, this is me. I'm a follower of Christ, on a journey of falling in love with Him and His word. This is not something I say lightly, because so much of my life has been spent "being a Christian" and not following Christ. But I'm learning.
I've been married to my high school and college crush Trevor for two years. He's the worship pastor at our church and is also currently serving as the youth director. (If you've been reading for a long time, you'll know that we've had all kinds of adventures in youth ministry.) I am learning to love ministry and church even though I was once a very bitter, reluctant pastor's wife. That's a story for another day.
A year ago we moved to a tiny suburb of Raleigh, which is like a Southern, American version of Avonlea (tell me you've read Anne of Green Gables?!) It's dreamy and quaint and there's swing dancing downtown in the summer.
Me? I've struggled to find a "real" job since moving here (since graduating college, actually.) But currently I'm working at Anthropologie, which means I come home smelling like the volcano candle everyday. I'm also getting a lot of mileage out of my vintage skirts and tube of red lipstick. All I really know is that I love words. Even if I never find a "career" I will be satisfied simply writing stories in my floppy journal every night. That's good enough for now.
My dream for this space is to record my stories as I fumble my way through ministry and marriage and discovering what it means to live for Christ. When I graduated college, I mourned the thought of never being in a classroom again, but I'm finding that life is a never-ending lesson. And I guess that makes blogging a field journal.
So - what's your "front" story? What's the plot twist you're finding yourself in right now?