Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Reflections on turning 30

Monday, March 10


I turned 30 yesterday.

Ok, you can all pick your jaws up off the floor at this revelation…I know, I LOOK LIKE I'M 20.
People literally don't believe me when I tell them my age, like they legit think i'm lying.
But come on people, why would I lie about being 30?

For most of my life I hated looking so young, and would be deceiving you if I said I wasn't massively self-conscious about that fact. But maybe i've turned a new leaf. I kind of like it now. (Just don't tell me I look like i'm in junior high. I got that last year, and i'm pretty sure I NEVER EVER want to look like i'm in junior high again. ever. bad stage. bad school pictures. ok, done.)

But all this turning 30 business has made me rather nostalgic, peeking back into the last decade of my 20's and wondering what it is I gleaned that has made me a better person. Being in your twenties is like being bi-polar. There were some HIGH highs, and some serious LOW-lows. For the first time in your life you are not at the same stage as everyone else, just traveling along, grade level by grade level. No, you get out on your own and you realize life is your oyster, and your little shellfish can look insanely different than others. There are some serious variables that you can't control, like getting married. But there are things you can control, like choosing where to work and live.

I feel good turning 30 because i'm absolutely at peace with where i'm at and who I am.

But it was a long road in getting to this place, a long, but good one.

Here are the most profound lessons i've learned in my twenties:

1) Take Risks: I took a lot of risks in my twenties. I moved over to Thailand knowing no one, traveling around teaching English where ever I could get a job. I started a clothing line that donated over $30K to different organizations working in Africa. I worked on a farm (twice) and drove a massive tractor. I spent a year of my life working for Invisible Children and traveling around the US in a van speaking at hundreds of schools, churches, and venues about the conflict in Northern Uganda. I traveled to Africa twice, one time alone. I got married. I moved into a low income neighborhood without knowing a single person. I started a girls group in my neighborhood having no clue who would come that first day. Kevin and I moved to Nepal, and hit our 40th country traveled to. These risks all changed my life and shaped me into the person I am today. Risks showed me that life isn't as scary as we might think it is, and that God protects us when we are living in his will. Risks propel us into a crazy dependency on God, because risk involves the unknown, and the unknown means we have to give up control. Risk is good, and I recommend doing it, a lot.

2) Don't Glamorize your Risks, they are going to be HARD!: All those risks I took above…they may sound glamorous, but the reality is, they were HARD. All of them. Thailand was lonely, hot, and emotionally draining. That clothing line I started, took hours of my week ordering,packing and mailing shirts- and in the end I closed up shop not because demand decreased, but because I didn't have the time to keep it running. Working the farm was 11 hour days handling heavy equipment, greasing a tractor, being itchy in rice straw, and shoveling dirt off a machine. Traveling around the US for Invisible Children was early mornings, long nights, team conflict, no money, home sickness, and brownies and pizza for every meal (barf!). Africa wrecked me (in a good way), but it was hard. Moving into a low income neighborhood was tough- building trust, living in an apartment with cockroaches, and seeing poverty that broke me. The girls group I started made so much headway, but took physical and emotional work and hours of my week. And moving to Nepal rendered me sick every week. ALL OF THESE were worth it, every second. But I think our generation has a tendency to think that risk should just be adventurous and glamorous and sexy. I carried with me a romanticized view of risk, and it disillusioned me when I was met with a hard situation that involved long term commitment and work. But that's what makes risk so incredible, is that we dedicate our lives to something so worth the investment!

3) Forgive and accept forgiveness: The reality for all of us is that we will be hurt, sometimes deeply wounded. My twenties involved a good amount of hurting and being hurt. We are humans, sue us! It's going to happen (and if it hasn't, what planet do you live on? because I want to move there). I was hurt by some of the closest people in my life, and I hurt some of the closest people in my life. And it was a painful process of learning to forgive others when they hurt me, and learning to forgive myself when I hurt others. But forgiveness is where the magic happens. It is not forgetting what happened, but it is foregoing our right to get even. For so many years I lived with a lot of bitterness and resentment, and it affected my health and emotional well being. When I finally learned (through lots of prayer and intentionality) to let go, I could not believe how much better I felt in every way. Like a wight lifted. Learn to be a person of grace. 

4) Don't expect so much: I held on to some crazy high expectations for everyone and every situation. And if people didn't live up to my expectations (which was always) I would be disappointed (which was like always). It took an extreme situation to reveal how cruel my expectations were to others and to myself. When we expect others to be a certain way, we strip them of the way God uniquely crafted them. When we expect such high things for ourselves, we come to despise ourselves when we fail. My husband modeled for me how to just embrace and love people (and ourselves) and events as they are, not as they should be. As a result, life is just a lot more fun!

5) Don't gossip: While in my twenties, I found that when someone hurt me, my natural instinct was to tell all those friends closest to me; partly because I am a verbal processor by nature, and partly because I wanted someone to sympathize with me. But I've realize that it just never does any good to spread negative news. Something small can turn into something big, and then it's out of control and people's emotions are involved. Proverbs has much to say about gossip, but one verse that I love is this, "He who covers over an offense promotes love, but whoever relates the matter separates close friends" (proverbs 17:9). It is good for us to keep a matter to ourself and let it blow over, or to find one person (a husband, parent, friend) to talk through it with and gain some perspective. The last few years of doing this has shown me that if we don't gossip about it, it doesn't affect us as much, and soon the matter passes. We are better friends when we show discretion. We love when we don't gossip.

6) God can redeem the crappy stuff: I had some relationships fall apart that I literally didn't think God could repair. And you know what, he did. Not only did he repair them, but he made them more beautiful. Don't give up on a relationship, especially if it's in your own family. Give it time, prayer, and love, and you will be surprised at what He can do:)

7) Healing is real: I was diagnosed with an autoimmune disease in my twenties, and the first few years were nothing short of depressing and almost hopeless, as my health declined rapidly. Yet when I found a holistic chiropractor, his natural and cutting-edge methods began to revive my body, and in turn, my spirit. I spent almost all of my twenties believing that i'd never get better, but these last few years have been a living testimony to the fact that no one is beyond healing! This goes for emotional healing as well!

8) Have boundaries!: I am a visionary through and through, but this led me to living a life full steam ahead with no boundaries. I said yes to everything people asked me to participate in, I maximized social media to a fault, I worked to please everyone, and I pursued every relationships like people should be my best friend. Somewhere in my twenties, I burnt out and hit rock bottom. I learned to live a more quiet life- our souls need that, you know? I said "no" to people, I got rid of most of my social media outlets, I learned that it was ok if people didn't like my decisions, and I took inventory of the people I wanted most in my life and pursued those relationships on a deeper level (instead of spreading myself so thin). Learning to put up boundaries in my life has been really good. It has allowed my worth to come from the Lord, not others.

9) Enjoy what God has given YOU: In the age of social media, I sometimes wonder if we spend more time coveting what others have, than appreciating the unique life and place God has given us (which is why i've unplugged from a few outlets!). Somewhere in my twenties, I realized that gratitude is where JOY is at. Our hearts flourish when we just praise Him. I've learned (and am learning) that MY situation is God's gift to me, and YOUR situation is God's gift to you. Even a hard season in my life can gift me the opportunity to find out more about God, and more about how He created me. It's all about embracing the gifts and life He's given us!!

As if 30 has really made me a wise sage, it hasn't.
But it has made me wiser.
It's made me kinder.
It's made me more graceful.

And I'm grateful for that.

Here's to another decade of lessons,
and to hoping they aren't as hard as the ones I learned in my twenties, haha!

Happy Monday,
love Katie 


wonder-filled

Thursday, February 6


 In the midst of all this travel talk, I thought I'd squeak in a post about the life happening around me lately.
 It has been filled with wonder.
wonder-filled

You see, Kevin and I are in a "sowing" season now. 
A time where we buckle down and do the hard work, 
get our hands dirty, 
and put in long hours,
so that in the future, we will reap what we have sown.  

For us personally, this means Kevin going back to work full-time at our family's restaurants, 
and me going back to school full-time to get my masters in counseling (MFT). 
These are long days, filled with reading and errands, and well, life. 
And for a couple who has spent the last few years traveling the world,
 exploring and meandering, 
working on our own time,
and discovering all things "new"
this shift to schedules and routines and a long road of commitments
could seem, for lack of a better word, boring. 

But instead, God has dipped this meaningful chapter in a golden hue. 
He has taken the mundane, and literally flipped the switch of mediocrity into an illuminated mercy. 
I  have had the most incredible ride just sitting back this last month and watching God show himself to be nothing less than fantastically in tune with our hearts… 
blessing us with gifts that surprise and leave us in awe
at his tender love and unique care of the things that make us happy.
life, while more structured in one sense, is never without wonder. 

Remember how I told you I was starting school to get my MFT? 
welp, i'm now in my third week and LOVING IT! 
Friends, school is my JAM! Everything I am learning to so relevant and fascinating:)
And, as many of you know from experience, school is not cheap. In fact, it's downright expensive! 
But what do you know...lo and behold…a few weeks before school started, I received an email from one of the directors of my program asking if I would be interested in applying to be their graduate assistant! The short story is that I was hired for this position, and now receive a lovely reduction in my tuition!! I was literally humbled as I watched the Lord just outdo himself and provide for Kevin and I in such a beautiful way. 
wonder-filled

If you've been following my blog long enough, you'd know that Kevin and I lived the last 5 years in a low-income neighborhood. The kids and families we met there, changed our lives. This past weekend I visited our complex for the first time since we've been back from Nepal. As I parked my car, I caught one of the little boy's eyes, who literally LIT UP and ran straight to me. In a matter of seconds, all the kids started yelling "Katie's back!!!!" and running and giving me hugs. Old and young, I sat tethered in a stream of arms embracing, wishing I could have bottled up the love and sheer joy I felt. And it reminded me that the way of relationship is the most beautiful and profound thread of our lives. All those hours of baking with neighbors, and reading books, and playing tag, and hosting dinners…it all mattered. It mattered because I mattered to them, and they mattered to me. And we, together in the business of doing life, mattered to God. You guys, it was so, so holy. 
wonder-filled

and then there have been the little tender mercies from above. 
visits from out of town friends. love notes from my husband. fresh fruit and veggies.
sunshine the entire month of January. 
being hired to capture memories of love-filled events,
absolute peace in my heart, the gifts of the Proverbs, 
in-laws that fill us with laughter and let us live rent-free,
and now house-sitting with Kev at a most beautiful retreat-like home. 
really, it all is 
wonder-filled. 

I hope you find wonder in your daily tasks. Because our wonderful God pours life into even the most boring of days:) Happy Thursday friends! 

Love Katie 
ps- I'm flying to northern california this weekend to visit my family and watch the Olympics! My dad and I are die-hard olympic fans, and for his Christmas present I told him I would come up and be his olympic watching buddy! My two sisters are also driving home this weekend, and together the three of us are playing on a basketball team, in a city league my dad has been organizing for the last 5 years! Should be fun and hilarious, as i'm so out of shape, haha!! 


when you pray, move your feet

Tuesday, July 24


earlier this week my sweet friend Juli wrote this, 

"There is an African proverb that says: 
“When you pray, move your feet.” 
While there is immense value to listening and being still in prayer and seasons when waiting is what is being asked of us; as this proverb infers, prayer also involves response and action. 
It is much like love. 
Love is more than words spoken from our mouths. 
It must be lived out in the patterns and actions of our lives. 

When we love, broken things of this world are restored and made new..."

 Kev and I have cried out to Abba,
asking that our dearest neighbors come to know Love itself. 
the grace, and redemption, and freedom Christ brings. 

but our cries should not echo in the emptiness of their words. 
no,
let us move our feet, yes
and allow God to fold us into our own prayers. 

our prayers that sweet precious children in our neighborhood, whom we have come to adore and treat as our own, would know Jesus and experience his love.

so we become the church. 
we are inadequate, yes, but we are empowered.
we let the spirit move, 
and soon we are ok to sing off-key, and wear crazy hair, and play with water balloons, and LOVE. 

and that is what we did. 
last week our sweet life group/volunteers came for 2 hours each night, and we hosted 30 kids at our home for VBS. It was the Big God Story, in action. 

ninos we'd never met, heard us singing and playing games, and drifted towards our apartment,
 "can we come?"their sweet eyes pleaded. 
YES, for there is always room for more in God's kingdom. 

every night more kids, because the Spirit is contagious. 
they came early, they stayed late. 
they made us laugh, and wore us out. 

the very last day we invited all the parents to a BBQ. 
a lot happened that night, and most I probably won't recall, 
but this, oh yes, this I will never forget:

she stood there, we smiled. 
"thank you for teaching my children about God. I want to, but i am always so busy"
I nod, and smile and tell her how much I loved her kids, and what great things they had to contribute during small group. 

"i am from mexico" she continues
"but i've lived here for 17 years, 
i've always felt that americans, they looked down on me, that i am not good enough. 
but you, you all changed that this week. you loved my kids."

i almost choked. tears.
i smiled at her, took a breath and said what my heart believes more than anything, 
"we are all brothers in sisters in Christ, and THAT is more important than anything else. we are family. more important than our skin color is our identity in Christ, and that trumps all"

and that week, it did. 
Christ is it. 
He's all. 

and so our prayers were answered. 
LOVE came. 
and trumped all. 
and so we continue to press in. 
we feel tired, and pretty inadequate, but when we pray
God MOVES
and often, his movement involves us. 

so, as we pray, let's also move our feet. 

enjoy these sweet faces of Abba's precious ones.....
 
 
 

much love love love,
Katie 

today, you choose...

Wednesday, May 16


i am a new testament girl. i love me some romans, matthew and james- well, really all of it is great.
(revelation tends to be avoided at times) but i could just soak in all that Jesus goodness for hours. warm fuzzies just thinking about it.

but the old testament, that's another story. i'm not kidding when i tell you i've started to read the Bible countless times all the way through, and i always quit in leviticus. my brain hurts trying to keep all the rules straight, and that brings me back to math class in high school, and that is just a plain bad memory!

so this year i resolved to read through the whole bible. leviticus shall be conquered i cried, creepy parts and all! and guess what? it has. i found a chronological bible online, and you might as well call me their newest saleswoman.  i love this thing!

tonight, in the silence, i curled up and read this:

"I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you today that I have set before you life and death, blessing and curse. Choose life so that you and your descendants may live, love the Lord your God, obey Him, and remain faithful to Him. 
for he is our life..."

- Deuteronomy 30: 19-20

ah yes.
abba is life.
He isn't just the author of life,
He IS life.

and sweet savior gives us the choice, shall we choose life, or shall we choose death?

now i don't know about you, but in theory i will choose life 10 times out of 10. if you are sane, i think you would too.

but in practice, do I?

today in my journal i wrote:

life = God

not life = husband/family
               friends/community
               work
               blog
               travel
               wedding
               me

 now these "not life" things enhance life and make it rich and beautiful. but they are not the essence and beginning of creation. strong hands that sculpted stars and poured oceans, ah yes, those are the hands of a potter that breathed love into dry bones and life into what was not.

"if you are drawn away to bow down to other gods and worship them, i declare to you this day that you will certainly be destroyed." - Deut 30:17-18

choosing anything but the potter leads to destruction
which leads to death

i yearn to choose life.
to choose life more often.
to choose HIM more often

and today, we get to choose.
will we run to fuel on LIFE
or will we continue pouring ourselves into things that while lovely, 
do not fill, recharge, renew,
and never will.

let's choose life together.

and who knows, maybe in the process, the old testament will grow on us?
it has for me:)

love Katie