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When me and my theology collide: put on a happy face?

Not sure what has been going on in my head this week, but there's been lots to write about. Some people's therapy is making music, others work, or work out (that's how I used to deal with it)...now I write. It's been a particularly busy week with balancing two jobs. So even though I have been on the go, random things have just been going on inside, and I have found myself jotting stuff down on paper as it comes to me. This isn't normal...but some ideologies and questions have popped up, surfacing new needs for me to work through and process. It's been a fruitful week to say the least. I guess my whole plan to "take a break from thinking" will have to wait. Geez. Ha. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rain has never bothered me...especially now. After returning from Egypt, I figured I would thoroughly enjoy the rain at first, but then over time, get sick of it, like everyone else.  I am st…

Short Photo Journal...It's the small things...

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Tired of my heavy blog entries lately? Me too. This one is different.

 Okay, so I am going on 6 months of the 1 year I promised Mama and Papa Seifert I would stay with them...What has that time looked like? Why don't you take a peek...

Below is a photo journal of the simple, everyday things I am so very grateful for, due to being near my family again, and living daily life with them...at least for a little while. Enjoy...
Okay woops! Before I get started, let me explain. The pic above is me completely in my element...a pack on my back...in the middle of some foreign adventure (I think this was in Israel). Basically, an example of me doing what I love more than anything. Now, the pics posted below are a switch. God called me away from my "comfort zone" for a while, to come home. Being near family for an extended period of time is brand new to me, cause I haven't "lived it" in a ten years. Here are some examples of the typical (but not so normal for me) things …

When we pray for change...

It wasn't necessarily my plan to continue blogging after leaving Egypt...mostly because I didn't expect that I would have anything to say.  Or any confidence that people would read it. But people have kept reading ... which is cool. It's one thing to journal, another to blog. I asked myself the following question: At what point do I decide to make certain writings public? Basically, If I think someone out there could benefit from a piece of my own journey through lessons, pain, challenges, or even my joys.
 On several occasions over the course of the last five months, I have tried to take a break from blogging...but all too often I catch myself mumbling things on repeat  (like in the car driving, where a lot of verbal processing takes place, ha!) , and occasionally decide it might be good to put it out there. Yes I realize they can get personal, but sometimes that okay. I don't publish it all. I am careful.
Based on the consistent challenges that have laced this period …

Divine Appointment

Remember that time a complete stranger asked you for what can only be labeled as "life changing advice?" You know what I mean, right? Seven minutes into a conversation and suddenly you hear the words:
"What do you think my husband and I should do? 
What does it sound like God is telling us? " 

It was at that moment I realized I didn't even know this woman's name. Gulp. 

Here's what happened.
I was asked by a woman I have recently met, if I would attend the baby shower of her soon to be born twin girls. I generally choose to only attend showers of people I know well, not random acquaintances, especially if I don't know ANY of the other guests.  Normally, these situations don't intimidate me in the slightest. I can make sure I know everyone by the time I leave, and I usually do. But I just wasn't feeling it today.  However, I was going to be in the area, so I decided the polite thing to do would be to stop by, eat a cupcake, win a prize (yes I did…

What do I know?

I started this entry a few weeks ago...tried working on it several times, but was not able to communicate in words what it was I wanted to say. Something clicked this morning, and I was able to finish it. It's heavy, so please handle it carefully. Thank you  ___________________________________________________  This entry was base off Ephesians 6.
Recently, I was driving, and caught the ending part to a song. Although I only heard a few words, I knew I needed to find a way to finish it to completion.  I quietly whispered those few lyrics to myself as I drove, with the intention of Googling it the moment I walked in the door. 
I later learned that the song was titled "What Do I Know of Holy" by Addison Road, and it has pretty much been on repeat in my I-tunes ever since. In moments that the panic of stress sets in, I rush to a quiet place, and just listen to it, it has calmed me down repeatedly. What do I know of Holy?  That pain is part of it. That pain can be good.
 It occur…