tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445080562551441432024-02-06T21:43:43.940-08:00Christie DuPreeChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-2321236642609723792019-07-11T06:33:00.002-07:002019-07-11T10:04:44.814-07:00How We Met<div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 15px; padding: 0px;">
The best love stories are the ones we could never write ourselves.</div>
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I know this because I tried to write my own story many times over, but each crumbled up piece of paper and every trial and error lead me to further surrendering my heart and plans to God and deepening my trust in the only one who COULD write my love story.</div>
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I moved to Nashville, TN January 11th of 2017. I came on a gut feeling that The Lord was leading me here.</div>
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I had been live-streaming <a href="https://thebelonging.co/" rel="nofollow" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1em;" target="_blank">The Belonging Co</a> church’s messages for a couple of years prior and every service was strengthening my relationship with God in new and incredible ways, so whenever I felt the Lord calling me to move to Nashville, I was excited that I would already have a home church there.</div>
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I spent the next year getting settled in and finding my footing in a brand new city, when all of the sudden a year had flown by and it was January of 2018.</div>
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The Belonging Co was doing a church-wide prayer and fasting for 21 days to kick off the new year and had recommended that we all make a list of things we were praying and fasting for.</div>
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So I made a list and one of those things I wrote down was finding my future spouse.</div>
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Rains was in a similar phase of life at this time, currently living in Kansas City, MO and playing with a band out there and traveling a lot when The Lord began calling him to different things and new places, which just so happened to be Nashville, TN. In January of 2018.</div>
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I was on guest services at my church one Tuesday night which allows me to greet and talk to new people before and after the service, when I caught sight of a guy wearing a “KC” hat. I had some friends in Kansas City so I made a mental note to find him later and see if he knew any of my friends there.</div>
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After the service I turn around and see the guy wearing the KC hat coming toward me, and we instantly started chatting</div>
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“Hey! I think I know you!” “Hey! I know you! Or.. I have friends who know you!”</div>
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“Wait what?” “My friend was showing me your music video the other day!” he said, (I also play music) and I laughed, realizing that my friends in Kansas City had actually showed him one of my band’s music videos and told him to find me so we could connect, since he didn’t know a whole lot of other people in Nashville yet.</div>
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The next night was a worship and prayer night at Belonging and I was surprised to see him there too.</div>
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I had just started dating a guy at the time so I didn’t have a lot of thoughts about Rains except that he was extremely unique, VERY kind, and had such an amazing spirit. He drew everybody to him like a magnet and left every room more joyful than he found it. His presence was honestly captivating and he treated every single person he encountered like they were IMPORTANT and valuable.</div>
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A couple of months later I had my heart broken for what seemed like the hundredth time, and it felt like the last straw.</div>
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The following months were an excruciating blend of heartache and surrender for me, and I remember being on my knees before God, asking how I could ever trust someone with my heart again. I continuously drew near to Jesus and felt myself coming to terms with the fact that I had to completely open up my hands and give Him every desire in my heart. Even those foundational desires. The ones you assume are a given. Marriage, A family, etc.. But I was in a wrestle with God over it because these were hopes I was born with. Grew up with. Held onto. But The Lord began to ask me wether or not I trusted him and would love him regardless of if those things ever came true or not. I cried and prayed for a couple of weeks over this, when little by little I felt my heart letting go. My hope for marriage someday was simply too huge and I didn’t know if I was promised it or not and the uncertainty was too much to bear. So I surrendered. Like I had meant to and tried to little by little over the years growing up. But this time it was real. I felt a release in my spirit. I honestly didn’t know if I’d ever get married, but it was honestly OKAY. I finally had come to a place in my heart where my trust in the Lord far outweighed any unmet desires. No matter what happened, He was with me and He is FOR me and He LOVES me. His love came in and healed all.</div>
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A couple of months after I felt that giant white flag had been raised over my life, I was sitting at the coffee shop where Rains worked, talking to my friend Hannah about everything that I had been wrestling with over the last few months and the new found freedom I had from the weight of it all, when Rains walked over to our table and began talking with us for a while.. He always left people happier than he found them because his joy was just so strong.</div>
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After he walked away I turned to Hannah and jokingly said “I just wish Rains would fall in love with me and marry me. He’s literally my dream guy.” and given the topic of our previous conversation, I said that mostly to remark on the type of guy that Rains was, and less because I actually had any feelings for him at the time. I didn’t know him that well and if you’d asked me I don’t know if I even had a crush on him yet.</div>
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I just really admired him for his character. It was the first thing I saw in him. And his joy. He carried the joy of the Lord with him everywhere he went.</div>
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The weeks following I began seeing Rains more frequently at coffee shops and at church. I was definitely developing a crush on him but I was in such a sacred space with Jesus, having finally found peace after my last breakup that I was honestly afraid to acknowledge the crush to myself.</div>
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I wasn’t ready to let someone in yet.</div>
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But I would go to his coffeeshop to read the word, mostly to see him, but I told myself I was just going to read.</div>
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One of these times when I was there and Rains was working, he asked if he could sit at my table during his lunch break.</div>
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I was nervous and we talked for half an hour, and later that week he invited me to a worship night that him and his friends were doing, and then the next day to get dinner and ice cream. </div>
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We continued hanging out and talking every single day for a couple of months, and there wasn’t any room for fear in my heart because our friendship had become the most refreshingly beautiful adventure. We started to realize that we not only had similar passions and callings on our lives, but we were obsessed with being around each other and everything felt so perfectly balanced. We both realized we could be ourselves and got so comfortable being exactly who we were in each others presence. He finally asked me to officially be his girlfriend near the end of June and I said yes.</div>
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Then fast forward to January of 2019, and I am standing on a bridge where we first held hands, thinking I am modeling for a photoshoot with a local clothing company here in town called Oil & Lumber, when Rains, who had been in the studio writing with a band here in town all week, comes running up the bridge, and since he wears their hats all the time they had asked if he’d just jump in some of the photos with me, only to get halfway through the photoshoot and see Rains bending down on one knee and asking me to marry him. He’d set the whole “photoshoot” up, down to the last detail and I was shocked! He then rushed me to “dinner reservations” which turned out to be a surprise party with about 75 of our dearest friends who were all cheering and laughing and celebrating us. It was one of the most amazing nights of my life, and only later that night did I notice the date. January 11th. Exactly two years later from when I first moved to Nashville.</div>
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But the most amazing part is that a few months into dating Rains I started to get curious about what day we actually met, so I went back through my calendar and saw that we'd met on Tuesday, January 23rd. Which happened to be the very first day of the 21 day fast. God brought Rains into my life on that first day that I began fasting and praying for my husband, only, I didn't know he was the answer to the prayers I was praying during that time. He showed up as just a friend with a unique and beautiful spirit, who I instantly admired, but I wouldn’t realize until months later that God had chosen him as my husband because the story that God was writing had to unfold in perfect timing, not my own.</div>
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God already knew what he was going to do. But He was kind enough to lead me through the process of total surrender in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have been ready for the miracle. My heart would've been misaligned and my hope would've hinged on a person, or a promise, a marriage, or something other than God alone. Which is the essential key to living this life in a healthy way. Christ must be the cornerstone of our hearts. It is the only safe foundation upon which to begin building our lives. But his plan was perfect, and patient, and with so many surprises along the way.</div>
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Rains was undergoing a similar story of surrender and waiting on The Lord's timing for everything to unfold, and now to see how God brought us together is something that we could never have imagined.</div>
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Our wedding was the most insanely perfectly magical beautiful peaceful wonder-filled day of our lives, and I can't wait to share more pictures and videos from that special day.<br />
I know without a doubt that God's presence was filling that entire place and the beauty of it was just so tangible. Tears would flood my eyes at random because I was just so moved by His kindness toward us.<br />
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Our story is a testimony of God’s goodness, His faithfulness, His Kindness, His attention to detail, and most of all His LOVE for his children. I hope hearing our story inspires you to draw near to the Lord. To petition heaven for God to work in your own life. And to surrender your ideas and plans to Him, because His ideas are far better than any we could imagine.<br />
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"Oh, magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together!" -Psalm 34:3</div>
ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-13742250681360592542016-11-22T14:59:00.000-08:002016-11-22T14:59:11.029-08:00Beyond Their Means"For in a severe test of affliction, their abundance of joy and their extreme poverty have overflowed in a wealth of generosity on their part. For they gave according to their means, as I can testify, and beyond their means, of their own accord, begging us earnestly for the favor of taking part in the relief of the saints - and this, not as we expected, but they gave themselves first to the Lord and then by the will of God to us." -2 Corinthians 8:2-5<br />
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This is who I want to be. Regardless of personal circumstance or position, I want to pour out. To seek the privilege of extending help where it is needed regardless of if I have enough to spare, to give myself first to the Lord and follow his prompting of opening my hands to give to others, because "Jesus Christ, though he was rich, yet for our sake became poor, so that by his poverty we might become rich." Jesus withheld nothing from me, and that gives me every reason to give generously, even if it costs me. Because it cost him everything.ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-40157610404788459352016-08-18T22:52:00.001-07:002016-08-18T22:52:33.759-07:00Matthew 6:33<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "uictfonttextstylebody"; font-size: 17px;">Everything you do, every person you love, every place you go, no matter how beautiful, how alluring, or how satisfying it may seem, will always fall short of fulfilling your heart and soul. You were created for God. Crafted with a loving hand, filled with the breath of life and created with purpose. We're only satisfied when we love God. But these other things we spend our time chasing? They're not wrong. They're beautiful. They do satisfy us to some extent. But when we find our rest fully in God is when these things BECOME beautiful. Everything has a lot more life in it when we're not squeezing it for everything it's worth, trying to gain life FROM it. Learn to love God. Let him fill you and satisfy you. Then everything else becomes an extension of that. Everything else falls into it's rightful place as secondary. As embellishments on an already sound foundation. I'm telling you.. Being selfish and bitter and trying to squeeze the life out of people and places and things will never get you farther than a few miles passed frustrated and unfulfilled. Choose Jesus. Choose LIFE, and you will find life to be a much more fulfilling and satisfying place to live.</span><br />
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Don't you see how freeing it is? When your heart is secure inside the love of Jesus, then everything else is free to be whatever it wants to be. Your career, although meaningful and important, doesn't define you. It holds weight with who you are but it doesn't anchor you. Your relationships are free to grow and change and bend because your heart is connected to the source of true love, and it enables you to love and forgive in a way that is life-giving. And it doesn't matter where you go because nothing can separate you from the love of God. I'm not saying don't pursue love or your dreams or travel or whatever you're searching for in this life, I'm just saying pursue God first and let him give TRUE meaning to your pursuits. It's so simple. You can chase after your dreams and get everything you ever wanted and still come up empty handed, or you can chase after God and give him everything you've got in your hands and watch him make your dreams come true. Not because he's a magic genie who grants our every wish, but because he's our loving father who created us and it brings him joy to see our hearts fulfilled. But he knows that we are only truly fulfilled BY him. And that's the beautiful thing. Once you get God, you've already got everything. But then he goes and adds blessing to abundance.<br />
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"But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you." -Matthew 6:33<br />
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"For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, wether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him" -Colossians 1:16<br />
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"For this reason I bow my knees before the father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith- that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.<br />
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Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. " -Ephesians 3:14-21<br />
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"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor rulers, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord" -Romans 8:38-39<br />
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-77769723593042361762016-05-30T01:29:00.004-07:002016-05-30T01:29:32.721-07:00Dance<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">I remember when I was a little girl, sitting on the floor, leaning against the farthest wall in the room, the service had been going on and I was singing along with the worship music from where I sat. I remember everything. My dress, my shoes, the joy bubbling up inside of me, the tangible love that was reaching out for me. I could sense a warmth like a sparkling sun. And I heard a quiet whisper in my spirit, "Dance!" he said to me. I froze, my heart beating in my chest. "Dance", he said again gently. I could feel my heart pounding and my nerves shaking me at the very thought of getting up from my place on the floor and daring to dance. I didn't know how to dance. I didn't know how to move in that moment because my fear kept me still as I wrestled with the fear of being seen or judged, against my innocent and childlike desire to dance and worship and lose myself in that love without a care in the world. But the moment passed quickly as my focus shifted to myself and my feeble insecurities. I tried to listen again and willed myself to hear something, but only heard silence and the beating of my own heart. Some time passed in my life, and being so young, I think the enemy used that one single moment to lie to me and tell me that I had disappointed God in that moment. I felt so guilty for denying the most gentle request from the One True Love. I often would repent of that in my prayers, never feeling like I could make up for it. Some years passed and one day that memory was randomly brought to mind, and all in an instant I realized completely that I'd had it all wrong. That in that one seemingly crucial moment where I had held back, and refrained, and essentially said "no" to his proposal, that he STILL just wanted to be with me. Him asking me to dance was his way of inviting me in and showing me his arms were wide open to me and he was begging me to run into his embrace. And my fear in that moment was not a hinderance to his love. He wasn't disappointed in me. He was only saddened by my refrain because his love for me was so deep. Tears flooded my eyes as the weight of that truth fell on me and I realized I'd misunderstood his character and his love for me. I'd decided he was angry with me when really he only longed to be with me. And he does, still. Every day. Every day I am still that little innocent child to him, and every moment of my life his arms have been wide open to me, and they always will be.</span><br />
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“Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with timbrel and harp. For the Lord takes delight in his people; he crowns the humble with victory.”</div>
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“Praise the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens. Praise him for his acts of power; praise him for his surpassing greatness. Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet, praise him with the harp and lyre, praise him with timbrel and dancing, praise him with the strings and pipe, praise him with the clash of cymbals, praise him with resounding cymbals. Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord.”</div>
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-54805598415079126022016-05-10T02:24:00.003-07:002016-05-10T02:24:56.787-07:00Peaceful mindOh that we would be desiring more and more to rid ourselves of our own corrupt mechanics.<br />
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Our minds behave and the gears turn and jealously slips through the cogs, causing a hitch, yet we press on, ignoring the clanking sound it makes. Thought patterns play out and judgement sneaks in and we shove it to the corner, without ever truly making it feel unwelcome. Instead of confronting the jealousy head on and choosing to face it and forcing it to become love, we just keep scrolling. Pushing it out of mind with some form of another negative thought to take it's place. We press on, character flaw after character flaw, tripping us up again and again, and yet we gloss over them every time.<div>
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But what if we really did take each thought captive? What if we came face to face with our lack of love and adjusted our hearts to match our good intentions? What if we refused to let the poison come out of our mouths? Say we refused to keep scrolling until we dealt with the jealousy issues in our own heart? What if we took a moment and prayed for that person and chose to be filled with joy for them and filled with thankfulness instead?</div>
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It's extremely hard to choose silence instead of letting poisonous talk escape our lips. It's almost as if you can feel the painful way it burns in your mouth, just dying to be set free. But recognizing this physical agony as a resistance to sin is part of what following Christ is all about. It goes against our very nature to swallow it and stay silent. It requires a small sacrifice. But the reward of that sacrifice is the absolute beauty that grace brings to our lives and to our relationships. Grace makes everything beautiful. Even the things that don't deserve grace. Because nobody deserves grace. If we deserved it, it wouldn't be grace, right? So what if we held our tongues just once? And then just once again after that? What if we continuously chose joy instead of jealousy? What if we realized we have the power to change how we think and how our own thoughts effect us? And in turn how we treat other people?</div>
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We've gotten used to the sound of the gears in our heads scraping together, trying to fit into place amidst gunky thoughts that are causing rust and hindering peaceful function. We don't realize that we have the choice to choose joy and forgive the people who have hurt us. We don't realize that the sound of a peaceful mind is a much more beautiful sound. But if we start confronting the issues in our hearts and in our thoughts, we'll be so much more able to have a little grace for others and speak kindness instead. </div>
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Jealously will fade when you make the decision to be thankful with where you're at and with who God has made you to be. And you'll learn to not accentuate other people's imperfections when you realize you have your own to speak of. </div>
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I'm not saying I've mastered any of this. I'm saying we all have problems and that Jesus is the answer. But we've got to keep consciously choosing Jesus and changing our patterns of thinking. I just want to encourage you to be mindful of your mind. To keep yourself in check and realize that negativity hurts you more than it hurts anyone else. Immerse yourself in God's word and act on it.</div>
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Look for opportunities today to turn negativity into grace. Wether for yourself or for someone else. </div>
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“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect. For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned. For as in one body we have many members, and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in proportion to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in his teaching; the one who exhorts, in his exhortation; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who leads, with zeal; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness. Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good. Love one another with brotherly affection. Outdo one another in showing honor.”</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Isn't it wonderful that we each get to fight our own battles, climb unique mountains, acquire our own scrapes and bruises and then watch as our wounds slowly turn into wicked cool scars over the years that tell the story of how our hearts have grown, conquered, loved, lost, loved again and been made new, fashioned with even more beauty and depth of character? </span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.8px;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">I am beside myself with how the Lord has been my helper and friend and held my hand through it all. Following Jesus is worth it. It's absolutely everything. </span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.8px;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">But here's the thing. Learning to trust the Lord with what is MOST precious to you is the best thing you will ever do for yourself, aside from making the decision to follow Jesus. Because let me tell you something: Your hearts desires are a beautiful thing, and <i>God thinks so too</i>. I don't think I had let myself fully believe that until my friend recently spoke it to me during a long phone call. I'm still having to consciously choose to embrace that truth. But when she said it, I instantly realized I had been believing a lie: subconsciously I had let the unmet dreams in my heart and my experience with disappointment cause me to feel that the things I longed for most were perhaps selfish desires and that I should learn to let go of them. WRONG. </span><span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Because the most beautiful truth is that when people quote the bible in saying "God has better plans for you than you could ever plan for yourself", that DOESN'T mean "boring, lofty, disconnectedly sovereign, it's my way or the highway, so you might as well prepare yourself for disappointment" kind of plans. Instead it actually means MORE GOOD. Like actually </span><i style="color: #454545; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">MORE BEAUTIFUL</i><span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">. And ABSOLUTELY BEYOND YOUR WILDEST DREAMS. God is actually STOKED on our hearts desires because he created us and loves us and legitimately takes delight in us! And he WANTS us to dream big!</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.8px;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">He wants us to trust him enough to surrender to him all of our dreams and our desires to the point that it scares the crap out of us, and THEN to surrender that fear to him and replace it with trust. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Because he ONLY has plans to prosper us. He watches us closely and is very interested in the desires of our hearts. And he's working out plans that incorporate both the details of our dreams and his own unique design. God has the biggest and most beautiful imagination. He is the author of love itself and therefor writes the best love stories. He is creative and funny and will surprise you with what he has planned for you. But it all hinges on trust, and your belief. You gotta let go of that iron grip and start to breath a little. His plans aren't boring or stoic or less fun. They're filled to the brim with beauty and imagination and laughter and joy overflowing. Because that's who God is. He's not holding out on you. He's waiting for you to stop holding out on HIM. Open up your hands. Trust him. He's good. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">-He is unchangeably good. He can't not be good and he can't not have good intentions toward us.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Also </span><a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+55%3A8-13&version=NIV" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;" target="_blank">Isaiah 55:8-13.</a><br />
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I'm not a planner, or a scheduler, or a list maker. I have dreams in my heart and I know what things are stirring in me and what I feel like God is drawing me to, and for some people that isn't enough. But for me it's everything. Some people needs goals and charts to make sense of it all in order that they can more clearly and accurately see things come to pass. But for me, to feel connected to God in my heart and know that he is planting dreams and leading me onward is just the most significant blessing in my life. I'm a follower by nature and doing my best every day to follow Jesus.<br />
It's not easy, and sometimes can feel like you're feeling your way through a heavy fog on uncharted paths. But the Lord is always near and he never leaves us stumbling around for too long before he makes it clear that we're on the right path. And if we somehow find ourselves on the wrong one, he doesn't leave us there alone and he takes such joy in leading us back to himself and his plan for our lives.<br />
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So this is my new year post. It's not a list of goals and resolutions and hope-to-do-betters.<br />
It's just me being thankful. And content. Because God has me in his hands and I know that whatever he has in store for me this year is ultimately for my good and for his glory.<br />
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ChristieChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-39868538807393598702015-12-12T13:58:00.000-08:002015-12-12T14:04:54.213-08:00"Our praise precedes our miracles"Writing has always meant a lot to me, but the last couple of days with my phone being broken has made me realize how much writing little things as instagram captions has really satiated my need for writing. Maybe in a bad way, maybe in a good way.<br />
I constantly have a need to put my heart-thoughts into words, and most of the time it ends up on instagram. Which is fine because I love sharing there, and I love hearing from the people who take the time to read that stuff. But like I said, my phone has been broken this week and it's actually been amazing. Big shocker there, huh? You mean real life ain't so bad?? What a surprise.<br />
But I felt compelled to share something today and figured I'd write it here.<br />
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Today I've been locked in my room listening to sermons and listening to worship music.<br />
A quote from one of the sermons I heard recently was "Our praise precedes our miracles" and that quote literally floored me. It's changed my perspective. It went along perfectly with something HUGE that God has been teaching me for the last couple of years. Thankfulness and praise. Thankfulness and praise must always come first. Choose a thankful heart. Praise God always. In all circumstances. <i>Always</i>. And since I've begun learning how to do that, everything has changed. It's honestly a pretty easy thing to teach yourself once you start to get your head around how incredibly worthy God is. Stacked up against anything. No matter what you're facing or what is going on in your life. God is always bigger. And if you don't feel it, declare it every day until you do. If God isn't bigger than your circumstances it's because you haven't magnified him in your mind. If everything else isn't paling in comparison to God's sheer goodness and glory, it's because you haven't acknowledged him in your heart. And once you start to do and to declare that, everything changes.<br />
Choosing to thank God even when things are going horribly horribly wrong is the only response that we should have. Having an awful day? Worship. Can't make sense of anything in your life? Praise God. Because worship is the doorway to God's presence, and God's presence changes <i>everything.</i><br />
It changes our outlook and rearranges our priorities. Why? Because God is good at his very nature. In him is no darkness at all. He can't leave anything he touches the same as it was before. So when we worship and when we lean in to him, we're reaching out to a God who is ALWAYS reaching back out to us.<br />
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I could go on about this forever right now because it's what God has been drilling into my head and my heart lately. And the more I choose to worship him and draw near to him, the more things shift and my perspective is lifted towards heaven.<br />
But I just want to encourage you to try it. Your words have power. Declare the goodness of God over your life and your circumstances and recognize that he is bigger and is capable of more than you ask or think or imagine. And then watch how things change. Worship. Worship is not limited to singing songs. You worship with your heart. With your actions. With your life. With your voice. If you can't sing, do it anyways. If you can't dance, do it anyways. We can waste our breath complaining about how things aren't exactly as we want them to be or we can choose to use our voices to declare God's goodness instead, and realize that if we have the Lord, we have everything we need.<br />
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I have a playlist of my favorite worship songs if anyone wants to listen. Find a good worship song and let it be your anthem. Declare the lyrics over your life. Music is so powerful and I truly believe God works so much through worship music in my own life. I know a lot of "Christian" music is cheesy, but there is some really great worship music out there if you look for it! Here's some of my favorites: <a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/christietank/playlist/1wSCY92BIDMmTabGIqzEQw">worship</a><br />
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<br />ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-12688334801403559462015-08-30T10:23:00.000-07:002015-08-30T10:23:50.682-07:00Glaciers How often are my prayers begging God to do something or to change something or to give me clearer direction or a certain issue? Always pleading and half believing. Don't I have faith? Don't I know my prayers are heard and indeed are being answered and have already <i>been</i> answered? God's answers to our prayers oftentimes come to us in a form comparable to a glacier. We're desperate for God to move and we want answers immediately. But what happens is that after a while, maybe even years, we look back and find that our circumstances have changed. Our prayers answered. The glaciers have shifted. The ice melts. The ice thickens. The form changes. And it's only evident now after the years have passed and we have the eyes of experience to compare the two. Keep pressing into The Lord for answers. Continue to lay your requests before him day after day. But know that he is already at work. He has his magnificent plan and nothing will stop him bringing it about. It just might be a slow moving process. One that you can't see with your own eyes just yet. One that builds character. One that melts away bad character. One that evolves slowly over the course of God's hours and days, not our own fast paced schedules. Let us have patience and ask God to give us faith and to help our half hearted belief. To help us see evidence of his hand at work, but even when we can't see it, let us thank him for it. Knowing that he is constantly working on our behalf, no matter what our circumstances may show us.<br />
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ChristieChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-75552802287848748842015-07-21T22:26:00.000-07:002015-07-21T22:49:05.103-07:00The Plants Have Eyes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-58323820361574964192015-07-21T11:08:00.002-07:002015-07-21T11:08:17.281-07:00Perfect in Weakness"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me." -2 Corinthians 12:9<br />
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This verse is everything.<br />
In every valley and pit that we may ever fall into in our lives, in all our vast misunderstanding; God's understanding is infinite. In all our incapabilities, God is capable of more than all we ask or think or imagine. In all our shortcomings, we have the ability to overcome through the strength that God provides for us. That he willingly and joyfully provides. He delights in being our helper and taking us that extra mile when it's hard for us to take that next step. We do it through <i>his</i> strength. If you're trying in your own strength, you won't get there. You'll only get frustrated with your circumstances and frustrated with yourself and you'll reach the end of your rope before you've even begun. But it's because we weren't meant to go through this life in our own strength. We are weak and it's because we desperately need the Lord and<i> his</i> strength.<br />
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I was praying last night and was focusing so much on what I didn't know and how I didn't have the answers or the capability to navigate on my own. How I needed wisdom and direction and how I just didn't know how to fix anything. But as I was sitting there feeling empty and inadequate, my focus began to shift and instead of telling God what I couldn't do and how I didn't have the answers, I began thanking him that HE knows the answers. That he has understanding when I don't. When I'm clueless, he is all knowing. When I'm incapable, he is MORE than capable. When I'm weak, he is strong. And suddenly that verse had new meaning for me. It's perfectly okay that I am weak. It's okay to be at my wits end. Because it gives God the chance to be all that I need. When we are nothing, God is everything. This is how it should be all the time. We should constantly be existing in this state of nothingness and denying ourselves so that God is magnified. We get so comfortable being independent, when really we are <i>desperately dependent</i>, by nature. God created us to desperately need him. It's a gaping hole that will go on desperately being void until we seek and pursue Jesus whole heartedly and allow him to fill that hole. And I woke up today and instead of focusing on my problems and confusion, I thanked God for my inadequacy, because it means I get to rest in him and stop trying so hard. Living life in pursuit of our savior means that we're no longer running this race alone. It means that we have infinite strength in times of weakness. It means that we can actually rejoice during hardships because it's producing in us something greater and it's refining us.<br />
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It means we have hope when everything appears lost.<br />
It means that when we have nothing left to give, we can surrender to a God who provides everything we could ever need.<br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">So we could sit here and I could talk about inspiration, and what inspires us all in different ways and go into detail about capturing the wind or that perfect sunlight that sparks a feeling in you that makes you want to write a song, but that wouldn't really help any of you because honestly I think that "inspiration" is different for everybody. It's elusive and it's hard to pinpoint.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Thomas Edison put it like this: <b>"Genius is 1% inspiration, and 99% perspiration."</b> So even though inspiration is super important when you're wanting to write a good song or some kind of poetry, I think that GOOD songs and GOOD writing of any kind is more about perspiration. <b>It's when you saturate yourself in something and work hard at it <i>often</i>. That's when it produces results.</b> It's like a muscle. It sounds silly, but you don't grow muscles from just being <i>inspired</i> to go to the gym. You gain muscle by working hard and developing them over time. I always find that anytime I'm feeling uninspired, if I just pick up my guitar and start playing around with songs I already know, or even just start making something up on the spot, inspiration will sort of sneak up on me. So with anything creativity-wise, I think the best approach to take when you're not feeling inspired is to just <b>throw yourself into it</b>. You'll find that the more you create, wether it's "good" or "bad", you learn from it, and you will come up with bits and pieces that you actually like and that you can build off of or take away from.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Thomas Edison also said: </span><b style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always just to try one more time. </b></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Which brings me to my next point. And that is to <b>release yourself from the pressure of writing something "Good". </b>We all kind of have this instinctual idea that we've got to sit down and create something awesome. But the reality is that throughout your life you are going to constantly be producing art on various scales from mediocre, to good, to hopefully GREAT. <b>And it's important to accept this fluctuation and be okay with it</b>. Not everything you are going to write is going to be mind blowing. But that's okay! It's imperative that we be okay with failure, because it's <i>not</i> actually failure. It's just an idea that didn't quite work out, and <b>we can't let those failed ideas become discouragement. </b>I've found that <b>in releasing myself from the pressure to write something <i>good</i>, it often gives me the headspace to write with more of a carefree state of mind.</b> And oftentimes those songs will end up being the best ones because I wasn't putting this unnecessary pressure on myself. Instead I was just writing purely for the fun of it, and <b>when you're having fun and enjoy what you're doing, it shows in your work. But you have to figure you are going to write a lot of mediocre stuff in order to get to something amazing.</b> Wether it's songs or poetry or any kind of writing that you do, if you keep at it, you will eventually land on something amazing. There is no right or wrong way to be creative and there is no right or wrong way to write a song. <b>Just start with honesty, and with whatever is in your heart, and keep doing exactly that. </b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And the next thing is: <b>Don't get hung up on the "good" things you write. </b>It's okay to appreciate your work, and to be proud of it. <b>But recognize that all of our gifts are from God, the creator of creativity himself.</b> It's okay to let your heart be joyful when you strike gold in your writing, (and you'll know it when you do,) but just remember that the glory belongs to God. But here's the thing: Don't stop writing. <b>Don't be satisfied with one great piece of work.</b> Be thankful and hold it with open hands and say "Okay, God, you've given me something great here, but I'm giving it back to you." And just keep writing. <b>Because what will happen is if you keep riding that same wave of the last great thing you wrote, and allow yourself to be content with that, you let your practice slide and you get out of habit and your perspiration evaporates.</b> So even if you think you've written the best song in the world, <i>keep writing.</i> Because God is always working and moving in our lives and he has so much more for us than we often take hold of. So if we keep showing up and are faithfully stewarding the gifts he's given us, he is going to keep pouring out on us. But also <b>remember that rest is essential to not getting burned out. </b>God created the world and then he rested. It's okay to give yourself space to rest and create absolutely nothing for a while, but don't let that go on for too long. <b>Don't let your rest become laziness.</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I heard once that "<b>Our talents are God's gifts to us, but what we do with them is our gift back to God." </b>So <b>if God has put a creative spark in your heart, take responsibility for it and have the discipline to keep working out that muscle. </b>And that doesn't necessarily mean that you have to be a "christian artist" or write worship songs or write books about God, although you could do that if you wanted. <b>But it's more about the attitude of your heart and how you give the glory you receive back to God. It's about letting compliments roll off your back and keeping your pride in check.</b> Be humble and don't let your identity be found in your art. Our identity should be found in Christ. So no matter how great you ever get or how much you achieve through your music or your writing, don't let that become who you are. An easier way to say that would be: <b>Put who you are into your work, but don't let your work become who you are. </b>Be responsible to cultivate that artistic flame, but keep in mind that our only true standing in this world is that we are sons and daughters of Christ.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And this next and last thing is super important: <b>Don't, under any circumstance, compare yourself to others.</b> To anyone. Not your brothers, your sisters, your friends, your piers, or even those you admire. Wether you think someone is better than you, or you think you are better than someone else, those are unhealthy thoughts that you need to take captive. <b>Don't compare and don't let jealousy rule in your heart. Recognize when those thoughts come knocking at the door and turn them away.</b> Don't let negative thoughts inhabit your mind. "<b>Comparison is the thief of joy", and it destroys creativity at it's root. </b>God has made each of us uniquely our own. And our creativity is all uniquely different for a reason and for a purpose. Because God himself is limitless! He never runs out of ideas and because of that he has given each of us such an important role to be unique in this world. But it's perfectly okay to be inspired by another artists work. It's a beautiful part of the process, but don't compare and contrast and put yourself down or try to duplicate what someone else is doing. Just go with what comes out of you naturally. <b>Being honest and true to yourself will reap the best harvest.</b> And I know that any form of creative writing is an extremely vulnerable process. It can be terrifying when you are opening up your heart and sharing that with people. <b>But don't let the opinions of others stop you from becoming who you want to be.</b> Like I mentioned earlier, <b>all the glory belongs to God anyways, so we can release ourselves from the pressure of trying to achieve more than the next person and release ourselves from any crippling jealousy.</b> Because it's not a competition. Encourage one another and have fun and don't take yourself too seriously! <b>Be humble enough that when other people succeed at the thing you want to be doing with your life, that you can genuinely be excited for them</b>, <i><b>knowing that their success does not equate to your failure.</b></i> Any fame or praise that we or anyone else receives in this life doesn't <i>actually</i> belong to us, so don't be threatened by others success and don't let other peoples opinions hold you back. Just trust your instincts and have fun with it, because if you are creating something that God has put on your heart to create, you can be proud of it knowing that <b>it's all <i>from</i> him and <i>for</i> him.</b></span></div>
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A lot of people have been asking me lately what my songwriting methods are, and I forgot to answer that question in the Q&A video (a couple of posts back)</div>
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So basically I usually start out with a phrase of lyrics and a melody, and build off of that. And then I'll get a chord structure going. I tend to write the melody first because it's usually just what comes to me before anything else does. Often times I'm just going about my day thinking about stuff and then a certain phrase pops into my head and it is immediately accompanied by a melody, and that sort of becomes the anchor to the song and I'll build around it.</div>
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Like our song "Unhinged" from our record "Sway", part of the lyrics are "If I tried to measure my whole heart, babe, it's a bit uneven, it sways your way" - the thought of dividing up your heart into portions, and the majority of it being pulled toward someone else as opposed to keeping it for yourself was the anchor to that song, and those lyrics were the starting point that I built the song around.</div>
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If I can grab onto a melody and connect with what you're saying, chances are I'll like the band. But even if the music is great, if the melody is neither here nor there, I have trouble getting into it.</div>
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It's not that I don't fully appreciate good song structures and chords, but I love things that I want to sing along to. But of course if you've got both, that is definitely ideal! haha</div>
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Those songs are always the most fun. I definitely take what I do seriously, but not taking yourself TOO seriously is just as important. </div>
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I hope that answers it for those who were wondering, feel free to ask anymore questions!</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 19.9990005493164px;">I found this quote on the <a href="http://www.deeplyrootedmag.com/" target="_blank">Deeply Rooted</a> instagram account the other day, and it just really stuck with me. Over the last couple of years I've realized how for most of my life I've known so little about the book that is supposed to be our foundation as followers of Christ. I've grown up and been saturated in it my entire life, and spent time reading the word and dwelling on certain scriptures, but the truth is that so much of the Bible I just straight up didn't understand. And because of that, I spent a good many years literally sighing at the thought of having to pick up the bible and read it. I knew it held such truth and freedom and life giving words, but I could never actually unearth it because I wasn't fully, intentionally applying myself to understanding it. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 19.9990005493164px;">I was cracking it open out of obligation and even then would mostly just read Psalms and the gospels, because it was the easiest to understand outside of context. And because the rest of the bible just felt weighty and confusing and almost daunting. It honestly overwhelmed me to the point that I subconsciously let years slip by without making a habit of regularly reading God's word. The entire Old Testament confused me to no end and the thought of trying to decipher and piece all the names and stories and events together just seemed impossible. But last year sometime I was just like, okay. I've got to just read this stuff. Even if I don't understand it, I've got to just dig in because I know it's so important.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">And if you're at all like me and felt like the bible was just an overwhelming feat that you'd never conquer, just know that you're not alone, and that actually it's NOT as overwhelmingly impossible to understand as it seems. I stumbled across some books on amazon that have been helping me to understand better and I wanted to share them with you, along with some other books I'm studying.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">First is this tiny, simple <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Know-Your-Bible-Explained-Applied/dp/1602600155/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1432497097&sr=8-1&keywords=know+your+bible" target="_blank">little book</a> that literally lays out each and every single book of the bible and gives a brief synopsis on what each book is about. Studying this tiny little guide has helped me SO MUCH when I'm reading the bible and helps to give an overview of what's happening so that you're not totally lost amidst all the crazy hard to pronounce names of people and places and what not.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">It's like 2-3 bucks on amazon. Totally worth it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I know it's absolutely silly and hilarious, but <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bible-Dummies-Jeffrey-Geoghegan/dp/0764552961/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1432497203&sr=8-1&keywords=the+bible+for+dummies" target="_blank">this book</a>! Like, say what you want, but it's been cool to approach the bible from just a completely deconstructed and simple kind of way. It's been helpful to get a better understanding of God's word so that I can dig deeper and not feel like I'm just lost in ancient stories. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">And I've also been going through a bible study with some friends of mine, following <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Devotional-Classics-Selected-Readings-Individuals/dp/0060777508/ref=sr_1_fkmr1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1432496562&sr=8-2-fkmr1&keywords=devotional+classics+a+renovare+resource+for+spiritual+renewal" target="_blank">this book</a> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">And this next book deserves it's own blog post, it's own entire blog dedicated to it, a symphony, a standing ovation, you name it. I can't even express to you how incredible this book is. I've had to read the beginning 3 chapters several times over just to let them sink in before moving on. It's about our calling as followers of Christ to be holy in all we do, and how as humans we tend to categorize sin into different sections from semi-acceptable to acceptable but the truth is that God sees all sin equally and hates it all. It talks about how we have a holy standing before God thanks to Jesus' work on the cross, but we also have an obligation to <i>live out</i> holiness in our lives and in all that we do. It's insanely challenging and inspiring.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I just recently bought the study guide to go with it, both can be found on amazon <a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_2?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=the+pursuit+of+holiness" target="_blank">here</a> </span></div>
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I've been in this unique season of regaining focus, and inspiration, and watching things shift and change and seeing how change is good and always for the better.</div>
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Refocusing what I want to do with Merriment, what I want to do with my free time, how I should be spending it and cultivating the things I'm good and want to be better at. As opposed to letting time slip by seconds at a time while trolling instagram or thinking about eating cookies. (Which is futile, really. Chocolate chip cookies are life.)</div>
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I try to take time off from the digital world (social media) periodically and focus a lot on taking film photos and pouring myself into that for a bit. It's refreshing and a whole lot of fun. Photography is important to me and feeds my soul, but it definitely comes second to music.</div>
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I've also been writing a ton of music and it's so rewarding, but I'll share more of that whenever we're able to start work on a new record.</div>
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Here's some black and white medium format film shots from the last few rolls from my Yashica.</div>
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One of my dearest and truest friends, Bliss.</div>
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Becky. From the month we spent on tour together, </div>
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I ended up getting way more questions than I thought and wasn't able to answer all of them because the video would have been a feature length film lol!</div>
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But a lot of the questions were similar so I just selected a handful and made a quick video.</div>
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Here are a few behind the scenes film snaps from the making of our music video for "Tremendous Love"!</div>
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It was filmed in Springfield, Mo. and we had so much fun making this video! Even though it was filmed in an empty building with NO air conditioning in the middle of June. We were sweating bullets and my shoes were giving me the most painful blisters! I was limping around in between scenes because my blisters were so bad and we'd have to stand in front of fans in between takes to make sure we weren't dripping with sweat. So gross!</div>
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I was so nervous about the outcome of the video because I'm not a dancer at all! But our old family friend Shay (the male dancer in the video) did such a great job at choreographing and teaching me the dances and making them look easy. It was directed by my brother in law Darren King, and filmed by Brandon Goodwin. All SO talented and it was such an honor to work with them.</div>
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It turned out exactly how I had hoped and I'm so glad to finally be able to share it with everyone!</div>
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Brandon, the camera mastermind and that pretty hallway.</div>
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The paper on the floor was something we didn't end up using in the actual video but I love this dreamy light so I'm posting this anyway.</div>
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Love,</div>
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My dear friend <a href="http://blisskatherine.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Bliss Katherine</a> and I had a shoot together this past May, and she is one of the most talented people I know. She truly has such a gift for capturing the beautiful moments in life. She is also the most beautiful person inside and out. Her friendship has come to mean so much to me over the last year or so and I am just so thankful to God for putting her in my life in the way he has.</div>
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She is someone I can talk to about anything and often times she has already had the sense to be praying for me before I ever even ask her to.</div>
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When I was scrolling through the folder of edited photos she sent me, this one in particular I just stopped and stared at, because it just captures so honestly the feeling and emotions I feel at this time in my life and that day in particular.</div>
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Right before this shoot we were in the car on the way to the Rose Garden, where we were planning to do our shoot, and she, sensing something was up with me, asked if I was okay, and my heart was so heavy that the only response I could give was just tears immediately streaming down my face, and me hastily trying to wipe them away because I didn't want my face to be all ruined in the photos from my crying, and she said that things would be okay and that she loved me and that we didn't have to talk about it right then, and I took a deep breath and wiped the water from underneath my eyelashes and we went ahead and did this shoot.</div>
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But I love this picture because it just is. It's not posed. It's just me. Standing there, unassuming and waiting to be lead.</div>
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I may have been through a lot this year, and am still going through it, but at the very moment when God took that chisel and hammer and made that first crack into the barrier I'd had around myself, and he began to take control over my life and the things I wanted so selfishly to hold on to and cling to, it was at that exact moment.. When your heart feels that first crack, that stabbing pain, because you've lost something or had to let go, or had to accept something that every fiber in your being wanted to ignore. Or whatever it is. It's at that moment that a miraculous change and <i>exchange</i> beings to take place. As soon as I gave up whatever control I thought I had on my life, and surrendered it to God and made a decision to trust him and his ways above my own.. The Lord drew <i>so near</i> to me. And suddenly all of the confusion and the heartache began to feel somehow beautiful, in it's own broken, misshapen, shattered sort of way. It's like I could feel, somewhere deep inside of me, the Lord picking up the broken pieces, dusting them off, and beginning to fit them back together in the way they were <i>meant</i> to go together from the beginning. From the very start, when he formed me in my mothers womb and dreamed up all the days of my life and all the plans he had for me.</div>
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And I don't mean to diminish the pain that we as humans can feel over many different things in this life by using the word "beautiful". The pain is still very real and raw and oftentimes takes serious time to heal from. And sometimes not even then. But it's the way that God <i>uses</i> that pain to transform you. If you let him. That's where the beauty comes from. It's this supernatural process that takes place in your spirit when you commit your ways to God and trust him to break you, knowing that he breaks with infinite wisdom and the best intentions, knowing exactly how to tear you down in order to build you up stronger.</div>
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I said at the beginning of this year that if nothing else good happened this year that it wouldn't matter to me at all if I could look back on the year and see that I've grown closer in my relationship with God. It's already the middle of the year somehow and God has been <i>so faithful</i>. I think that every one step we take closer to God, he takes two steps toward us.</div>
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But my reason for sharing all of this is because if you are in a place where you are fearful of something, no matter the magnitude or however seemingly small and insignificant, I want to encourage you to <i>do </i>the hard thing. Whatever that is. The road that seems the most difficult and ridden with uncertainty and excuses and what if's. Because it may not be easy, and it may break you to the point where you feel you've hit rock bottom, but God will meet you there at the bottom. And he sees what's around the corner and just over that mountain, and he knows exactly what it's going to take to prepare you for the beauty that he has in store for you.</div>
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I've found myself continuously thanking God for everything that I'm going through and everything that troubles me lately because I know that it's testing me and causing me to look inward and really ask myself wether or not I trust God to see me through in each situation. So often my mind says yes, but my heart is unsure wether or not he'll really come through for me. But so far he has only proven himself worthy of my trust, and I'm learning that trust and faith aren't about seeing and knowing. It's in fact the opposite. It's about learning to trust when we <i>can't</i> see what's on the other side of the door he's asking us to walk through, and having faith when we <i>don't</i> know the outcome of the situation. Being a Christian is challenging in that way but it's also worth it because we are following a God who promises to never leave us or forsake us. Who draws near to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Who turns ashes into beauty.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"<span class="text Jas-1-2">Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,<b> </b>whenever you face trials of many kinds,</span><span class="text Jas-1-3" id="en-NIV-30270"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup>because you know that the testing of your faith<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30270G" title="See cross-reference G">G</a>)"></sup> produces perseverance.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30270H" title="See cross-reference H">H</a>)"></sup></span> <span class="text Jas-1-4" id="en-NIV-30271">Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30271I" title="See cross-reference I">I</a>)"></sup> and complete, not lacking anything.</span> <span class="text Jas-1-5" id="en-NIV-30272">If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30272J" title="See cross-reference J">J</a>)"></sup>who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30272K" title="See cross-reference K">K</a>)"></sup></span> <span class="text Jas-1-6" id="en-NIV-30273">But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt,<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-30273L" title="See cross-reference L">L</a>)"></sup> because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.</span> <span class="text Jas-1-7" id="en-NIV-30274">That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord."</span></i></span></div>
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The second half of that verse is just as important as the first. It's hard sometimes to have faith, but when we press in and choose to trust that God will come through for us, he responds to that and honors it and is able to bless us out of that. God is loving and giving at his very nature, and blessing us is what he desires. But we have a responsibility to pursue him and to choose to trust him every single day. And I'm trying to do just that.</div>
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-699660177390505312014-06-27T19:14:00.000-07:002014-06-27T19:14:10.235-07:00"Believing" cover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Did a simple cover of this song "Believing" that appears on the TV show "Nashville"</div>
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It's such a pretty song and it just really spoke to my heart so I wanted to cover it just for fun.</div>
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-78852526087901899072014-06-20T20:01:00.001-07:002014-06-20T20:03:34.255-07:00Wit & Bloom<div style="text-align: center;">
When given the opportunity to feature miss <a href="http://kateandstripes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Katy Robinson's</a> new etsy <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/witandbloom" target="_blank">shop</a>, it was pretty much a no-brainer because who doesn't love floral crowns, and beautiful, affordable handmade goodies?</div>
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She made this daisy crown especially for me and I love it so much!</div>
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I've never had a floral crown before and I can see why gals like them so much, because who wouldn't want to feel like a fairy princess all the time?!</div>
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Check out her shop and go get you one! : <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/witandbloom">https://www.etsy.com/shop/witandbloom</a></div>
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Here's some photos I snapped today (digital, not film) on our walk to see my brother and sister in law's new house they just just closed on. They're remodeling, so don't mind the mess!</div>
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Sophie in a tangle of loving hands.</div>
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Chauntelle, Sophie, Sherri, Jessie and baby Campbell, who she nannies.</div>
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Pretty sure Wolf likes his new house, cause he was running around like a crazy boy!</div>
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Stacy & Scarlett</div>
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Wolf being super animated and yelling about who knows what haha</div>
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Wolf and some happy sun flare accidents.</div>
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-20161544241388918372014-05-05T23:06:00.000-07:002014-05-06T00:12:29.492-07:00A few thoughts on photography<div style="text-align: center;">
I feel like a good photographer finds and borrows beauty that God has already put in the world; a beautiful face, the magnificent sky, the sun illuminating the softest hairs blowing in the wind..<br />
But a great photographer borrows that beauty from the world, and then, at the perfect moment, draws forth a bit of their soul, and captures the beauty that God has placed within themselves.<br />
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(I could rabbit trail off into the subject of glorifying God with whatever talents and gifts we've been given, but although my above statement relates to that topic, it isn't necessarily exclusive to it. And I can already tell that is far too great a topic for the hour at hand. Which is almost 2am.)<br />
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I don't claim to be a great or even a good photographer at that, and in fact I wouldn't consider myself a photographer at all. There are so many wonderful photographers who I think have truly captured their own spirit, (perhaps a post on that later) so to put myself in a category with them at all just seems wrong.<br />
Almost like calling myself a pianist when all I can do is tinker around a bit when there are people who spend most hours in a day practicing and perfecting that craft and earning that title.<br />
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With photography, it's really just that I enjoy capturing moments and I love the sound of the shutter and the feel of cranking the lever that advances the film to a new frame. It's strangely satisfying, and I find the whole process of using film rewarding.<br />
Knowing that once you fire the shutter and crank that lever, for better or for worse, you've captured something permanently.<br />
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With all that said, I don't necessarily expect anyone to appreciate these photos but me, because they are mostly just captured moments of my family, and other random stuff that I feel I have a sentimental connection with more than anything..<br />
But these are a few of my photos that mean something to me, so I figured I would share. </div>
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There are always plenty of "stinkers" in each roll of film I get back, but when you're flipping through and find a shot that turned out exactly as you imagined it- that's what makes it all worth it.<br />
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If you've been wanting to get into film photography, I highly encourage you to go for it!<br />
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Love,<br />
Christie</div>
ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-84066557818350483132014-04-28T01:09:00.003-07:002014-04-28T01:09:17.493-07:00Deeply RootedLet me first just say that my primary reason for writing this post is not because I think I have everything figured out, or because I want to force my beliefs on you, or anything of that nature.<br />
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I am simply writing from the point of how these are the things I am learning and the things I wish I could have told myself a good while ago.. Not to say I would have done a single thing differently in my life, because I am thankful for where God has taken me.. but it's what has been on my heart, and I feel the need to share it.<br />
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I came across this <a href="http://deeplyrootedmag.com/" target="_blank">magazine</a> recently and it just truly jumped out at me because it's main focus is to encourage wives and mothers to become deeply rooted in their faith, which is something that is so very near and close to my heart. And before you stop reading this because you may not be a wife or a mother yet, let me assure you, I'm not either..<br />
But this magazine and everything they are doing, while it's amazing that their mission statement is geared for wives and mothers, I think SO many of us younger women can benefit just as much, if not more, from it's content.<br />
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And before I elaborate, let me just say, GIRLSSS! Please, hear me. Single or dating or whatever you may be, you are LOVED, VALUED, and TREASURED by the maker of the universe and I feel like some of you may need to hear that.<br />
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But I just want to encourage you today (although I know it's hard) to try and stop focusing so much on finding a boyfriend or a future husband, and instead shift that focus onto yourself.<br />
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Here's what I mean: This time of being single, dating, or unmarried women, should be a time of <i>preparation. </i>A time to plant good seeds inside of ourselves and really consider the type of women we are, and the type of women we want to be! I know patience is such a hard thing this day and age, especially when ALL we see all day long is people who just seem to have everything together because they have found "the one" but let me tell you, those people don't have it all figured out either. Sure, they are lucky as all get out to have found love! But you shouldn't let the constant stream of media that promotes love and how it's the answer to all of your problems trick you into thinking that your life will be solved once you find that love or get married. It is my personal belief that God is the only one who has the kind of love that fixes all your problems. The only love that is truly fulfilling. And even if you are dating someone, my hope is that we all can find our identity in something OTHER than our "significant other". For me, that means finding my identity in Christ.<br />
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And this isn't meant to be some pep talk or some cheesy ad about personal growth, but let me get back to my point. This time of preparation. I'd say we can at least all agree on the fact that we'd love to get married and have kids someday, right? (give or take on that last part), and don't we want to have the <i>best</i> shot at being the <i>BEST</i> wives and mothers we can be?? I'll answer for you and say yes.<br />
But where we often go wrong is thinking of this elusive "someday" when we think of those things.<br />
But I am realizing that it starts <i>here</i> and <i>now, </i>and in <i>this moment. </i><br />
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Because what is a wife? She is you, married to your spouse. What is a mother? She is you, raising your children. The only way to be a good anything in this life is to be a good you. And the process and preparation for being the best wife/mother someday is to really take a good look at yourself now. To admit to your flaws, ask God to help you grow, to help you weed out the bad and to nurture the good in yourself and in your life.<br />
And that is my prayer for all of you reading this who have maybe been struggling with your place in life and feeling like you can't wait to get to the the future and finally be in that place that so many other people are already in. I just want to encourage you to have patience. To rest. To wait. To dream. To prepare. To seek God. To plant seeds and to put in the time to water them and watch them grow. Because no change ever came from an idea. It comes from hard work and effort and often times blood, sweat, and tears.<br />
But the beautiful thing about doing life as daughters of Christ is that the blood, sweat, and tears are <i>never</i> wasted. The fires are the things that produce the most gold in us.<br />
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And the other beautiful thing is that the bible promises that God is working things out for OUR good. It says to seek first the kingdom and his righteousness, and all the rest will fall into place.<br />
If we are trusting God in the present moment, I can promise you he has our best interests at heart and will prepare us for and provide for that elusive "someday" when the time is right for us.<br />
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I guess what I'm trying to say is instead of worrying "Who is right for me?" let's focus on making ourselves the best versions of ourselves that we can be and becoming women who are founded on something real. Who are built from the ground up in Christ. And let God worry about who's right for you when that time comes.<br />
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If you are finding yourself at all relating to the nature of this post, I hope you are encouraged and I hope you know how beautiful you are, inside and out.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span class="text John-15-1"><span class="woj">“I am<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26701A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup> the true vine,<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26701B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup> and my Father is the gardener.</span></span><span class="text John-15-2" id="en-NIV-26702"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup>He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit,<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26702C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)"></sup> while every branch that does bear fruit<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26702D" title="See cross-reference D">D</a>)"></sup> he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.</span></span><span class="text John-15-3" id="en-NIV-26703"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup>You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you.</span></span><span class="text John-15-4" id="en-NIV-26704"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup>Remain in me, as I also remain in you.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26704F" title="See cross-reference F">F</a>)"></sup> No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span class="text John-15-5" id="en-NIV-26705"><span class="woj">“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit;<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26705G" title="See cross-reference G">G</a>)"></sup> apart from me you can do nothing.</span></span> <span class="text John-15-6" id="en-NIV-26706"><span class="woj">If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26706H" title="See cross-reference H">H</a>)"></sup></span></span> <span class="text John-15-7" id="en-NIV-26707"><span class="woj">If you remain in me<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26707I" title="See cross-reference I">I</a>)"></sup> and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26707J" title="See cross-reference J">J</a>)"></sup></span></span> <span class="text John-15-8" id="en-NIV-26708"><span class="woj">This is to my Father’s glory,<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26708K" title="See cross-reference K">K</a>)"></sup> that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26708L" title="See cross-reference L">L</a>)"></sup></span></span></i></span></div>
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<span class="text John-15-9" id="en-NIV-26709"><span class="woj"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>“As the Father has loved me,<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-26709M" title="See cross-reference M">M</a>)"></sup> so have I loved you. Now remain in my love."</i></span></span></span></div>
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ChristieDuPreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11411154258718575906noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644508056255144143.post-53028074114841449322014-03-21T22:01:00.000-07:002014-03-21T23:49:34.721-07:00Lucky Penny<div style="text-align: center;">
I think I would probably blog more if I felt it was necessary.</div>
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The only thing I'm really interested and passionate about sharing on this blog is photos, and I do that on instagram about a thousand times a millisecond. Okay, not really, but almost.</div>
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So whatever void in me that blogging may have ever filled is already being taken up by instagram.</div>
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And I feel like posting iPhone photos on here is just kinda pathetic.. (But my Nikon batteries died after about 3 seconds today so I'm posting a couple iPhone pics on this post too)</div>
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I've also considered using this blog to post my film photos.. but somehow I always have this weird inexplicable need to "save them" for something special.. does anyone else do that with stuff? It's hard not to, even though I know it's not necessary. But now that <a href="https://twitter.com/MerrimentMusic" target="_blank">Merriment</a>'s album cover and booklet is all done I guess that was the only real reservation I had for any film photos I liked of mine, and we only used one of them for one of the inside panels. So perhaps I'll post more of them on here soon.</div>
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But anyway, my point is that two things inspired me to take photos and actually blog today and that was <a href="http://shop.abeautifulmess.com/actions/" target="_blank">A Beautiful Mess's</a> new photoshop actions I had on my computer just waiting to be used, and some new boots!</div>
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And okay, okay, my new thrifted <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltEbd9fTZE1e5I4yyVnhS_HB7LlZRAwgxIfX_o93YX21Uh_PZ3tz0M6wMVPk_3EzHHon57-xIoo-wVwrKNM8WMUeMXBJ_sZ0hoyWRaLgVA1m-Mn9rPHbCPIOmI_VUQUewDm2LLWXWFyM/s400/Crazy_Old_Lady_Peace+copy.jpg" target="_blank">granny</a> dress may have had something to do with it too.</div>
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I'd been wanting these "Lucky Penny" boots from Seychelles ever since I first saw them on someone's instagram last year, and after a few months of "Dang it, I really want those.." "No way, you don't need them!" "But they are everything I've ever wanted in a boot!" "But they're expensive, and you don't need them.." conversations with myself, I finally found them online for half the price! Thus finding the perfect way to justify it in my head, that and my birthday is in a couple months, so, psh, I practically deserved them. (Kidding.)</div>
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But in all seriousness, these boots were worth every penny to me!</div>
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I am obsessed with shiny shoes, and these are the perfect height and they just sang out to me!</div>
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"Oh hello, boots. Wanna be friends? Like forever? Okay, good. Me too."</div>
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Being a very thrifty gal by nature, it's always hard for me to actually spend more than $25 bucks on any one item of clothing, but I'm glad I talked myself into buying these. </div>
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They are the kind of boots I would have slept in when I was a kid because I loved them too much to take them off. </div>
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Thankfully I have gained some common sense over the years and can bear to take these off at night, but I wouldn't put it too far past me.</div>
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Christie</div>
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