I’m Getting Married!!!

This blog is a long time coming!!!

One week ago today Lance got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife.  I will never forget that moment, I will never forget his face while he was asking me, excitement, nerves, a big smile…it was perfect.

For those of you who haven’t heard the story yet, the really important part that you will want to know is that Lance had sent me a text earlier that week and told me that he loves everything about me and wouldn't want to change a single thing.  However, as he was pulling the ring out he told me that he actually would like to change something about me, he didn’t want me as a girlfriend anymore but rather he wants to marry me.  It was that fairy tale moment that every little girl dreams about.  It was also something that I had been praying to hear from a man such as him for a very long time.

In all of this excitement and overly excessive joy there has been something that has stood out to me in this last week.  I’ve been amazed at how God speaks to us and meets us where we are and in every situation we find ourselves. There have been several times this week, starting with the sermon on Sunday morning where I’ve found myself listening or reading God’s words on marriage.  The re ac curing theme is from Ruth.

      Where you go, I go.  Where you will stay, I will stay.  Your people will be my people and your God will be my God.  

I can’t even express to you how excited I am to marry this man.  He has made me a better person and loves and adores me for everything that makes me who I am.  He prays with me and prays for me, he challenges and encourages me and he even calls me out when I need to be held accountable.  I’ve never felt more loved by any single person.  I’ve never felt so lucky to have been giving this precious gift of a relationship with him.

I’m more than delighted to say that I’ve found a to man whom I can say, 'Where you go, I go.  Where you will stay, I will stay.  Your people will be my people and your God will be my God’.

And as a couple, as Lance and Anna, the future Mr. and Mrs. Moser, we will rejoice in the gift of each other in our lives and the gift of love that has been entrusted to us.

A Both Kinda Day

Today was a day of really great things.

I had a cranky, crabby, tough day today.

Confused?

I would be too if I were you.

When I woke up this morning I was undecided on how my day would go.  Normally I can wake up and sense that right away it’s going to be a ‘I wish I could stay in bed all day’ kinda day, or a ‘this is going to be a rockin awesome’ day.

Today was neither of those.

Today was actually both of those, but I just didn’t know it yet.

Because I was undecided on how my day was about to go I decided that I needed to take some time to talk to God.  I found myself turning the radio off and actually talking out loud to God.  I’m sure I looked/sounded like a fool if anyone would have seen/heard me.  Oh well…not the first time… :)

It’s been a while since I talked to God.  I mean, I’ve prayed a lot lately and a lot about specific things, but all my prayers have been in passing or while I’m falling asleep.  So, this was different.  This was good.

After that, I thought that there might be some hope for the day to turn out pretty good, little did I know today was the day for every seventh grade Math student to ‘forget’ all the wonderful mathematical wisdom their loving teacher had bestowed upon them.  It was also the perfect day for all middle schoolers and their teachers to want more than anything for it to be summer….ugh!

So, as you can see, really good and really not so good.

But here is where me making sense of things really does get good.  After chatting with God this morning, God showed me that He is in control and He has a plan, He showed me that there is light to look forward to in something that before seemed so negative and dark.  It was something I needed.
I was also reminded today after school that the reason that I’m in teaching isn’t to be mad at kids all the time.  I’m there to build relationships and enjoy them.  I have to be a resilient teacher and have some fun sometimes.

God is so good to me.  The lessons I'm thrown into never cease to amaze me.  I’m blessed in the rockin awesome days and I’m blessed through the days where I wish I would have just stayed in bed.

Good Friday Till Now

Well I've made it through Lent.  This is the last of my weekly post challenge.  It's been good for me.  I'm glad I decided to do this, I've been able to reflect often, and you kown what they say about self reflection, it allows growth. 

As for the blog today it is only fitting that I write my thoughts on Easter.
My thoughts on Easter as of right now (Good Friday) are very mournful.  Tonight I watched the Passion of the Christ and it was very much an experience that left me speechless.  I've always read the story of the cruxifixction and I found myself even knowing what the next line in the movie was most of the time.  But never had I ever really visually see the sacrifice.  The brutal beating, the bloody agony, all of it so real.  All of it for me.
Tonight for the first time it is really hard for me to see to Easter in light of Good Friday. 

In the past I would go through Holy week thinking and feeling as though things were just fine because frankly, I know the end of the story.  But tonight for the first time I can see how devistating and heartbreaking it would have been for the diciples, for me, who watched their King beaten and killed. 

Lucky for me, I still know how the story ends.  It doesn't end with cross.  It doesn't end with pain, blood and suffering.  The real Easter story is in the journey that start on Good Friday but is not finished until three days later. I'm just lucky enough to know this already.

After sleeping restlessly, I've concluded that it is a good thing I know how the story ends.  Today is a day for celebration, a day to remember the ultimate sacrifice that was made out of great love for us,  people who are not good people.  It's a day to rejoice in the risen Christ and a day to be reminded of how big we are loved.  Sure there is joy in Easter egg hunts and children singing at church, but the joy of all of those thing seems so trival in comparson to the great joy of knowing that I, the greatest of sinners, was loved enough to die for.  I was loved enough to be saved. 

Priorities

The topic of priorities has been on my mind this week.

(notice how this post is at the very end of my ‘once weekly’ deadline--priorities got in the way) :)

There are a lot of very big very important parts of my life, those include my faith, my family, my boy, and my job. When it comes to balancing those thing, I struggle.  It’s been pointed out to me that I struggle and even more, this is a self admitted weakness.

The reason for this post is to challenge myself to make sure that I keep the order of those priorities in mind.  I blogged this last January about being able to say no more often.  To be honest, it’s only happened a little bit.

Being busy and involved and saying yes to everything is the person I’ve been all my life, just ask my mom!  But, I’m coming to terms with the fact that this is not ok.

This week my grandpa was hospitalized.  He had several things go wrong with medication and oxygen and on and on.  It was to the point where after school on Monday Lance and I rushed the 5 hours to So. IA to see him.  Seeing my grandpa in such pain and so weak was rough on me.  It was rough on my whole family.

My Spidy sense of priorities kicked in at that moment.  My whole family was there, supporting and helping each other, we turned to each other.  Of course, the wise old fart that is my grandpa taught me a lesson even while laying in the hospital bed.  It was a lesson of priorities and it came in the form of my grandpa being adamant about meeting Lance.

I can’t tell you how ‘taken care of’ I felt when the first coherent thing my grandpa said to me was, ‘Where’s this man of yours?”  He spoke directly to my heart, that is what I wanted to hear because the truth is that in this moment of overwhelming crisis Lance took care of me.

It’s hard for me to put into words how important these people are in my life.  And yes, I know I left out the aspect of my faith a little.  To be fair, I without a doubt turned to prayer during this as well.  But I’m reminded more and more that it’s all about relationships, especially relationships that are there for you when there are rough patches.

Now, here is the challenge I referred to before (this is for myself more than anything).  Before you commit to doing more and helping with more, and being on one more committee,  take a close look at those important to you.  Can you be doing more to show them that they are a priority to you?  Be a better sister, daughter, girlfriend.

A Night for Blogging

Tonight is a night for blogging.

Partially because I have to get my weekly blog in for my lent challenge.  I need to do this especially because I’m kinda failing at my devo lent challenge.  I’ve been getting an average of a devo a day, but sometimes it’s more like two every other day.  I’ve kinda let myself down in the area of my lent challenge.  :(

Either way, tonight is a blogging night.

I had a little fun, I went back and looked through some of my blogs over the last year.  It’s been a full year since my very first blog, kinda weird, time flies!

It was fun for me to see all the stages of life I went through in one year.  There is so much growth that happens.  It’s fun to have that documented.  It’s also very humbling and very much a constant reminder of the changes that are still happening in me.

Here is a run down of some of the things I’ve learned in this past year:

1. I have to choose to just be sometimes and not always worry about all the things there are for me to be doing.

2. That loving hard is when we have to love as hard as we can AND love through the hard times.

3. I disliked decisions a year ago and I dislike decisions now.

4. I always have an always will love a good wedding!

5. Learning from kids is the best way to gain insight from life. Oh and my niece is the cutest!

6. A little heartbreak is not always a bad thing, even though it sucks.

7. I am beloved.

8. I love feeling small and when I look up at the stars, I feel small.

9. I rely on Disney movies to teach me lessons about life.

10. I can fall madly in love with an amazing guy.

This is by no means a comprehensive list of the lessons I’ve learned in the last year, however it is cool for me to see all the things I’ve been learning.

It is a huge blessing to know that God has placed opportunities and people in my life to continue to grow me into what he has planned.

Thank you for giving me those opportunities and being those people!  You have blessed me!

A Few Little Things

Wow. I feel as though I have a lot to blog about.  And really I should, but even though that may be the case, I think I might keep this short and sweet.

There are really two very unrelated things on my mind.

First, Northwestern Women’s Basketball has done it again.  National Champions for three years in a row and four of the last five.  SaaWeeeeeet!!! :)  This season was a blast and most of all this last Tuesday night was a blast.  We beat College of the Ozarks decidedly for the title.

For those of you who know me well, you know that I’m not one to ask for or even want a big deal made about something like this.  It’s funny that I’m that way because this season the girls on the team and the coaches I worked with are similar to that.  The word humble doesn’t even begin to describe this amazing team and coaches.  On Tuesday there was so much to celebrate and through it all the glory was given to each other but even more so to the One who gave us all our gifts and talents.  It was pretty sweet to be a part of.  At the end of the season I’m thankful for the successes and celebrations we’ve had, but I’m also thankful for the lessons we’ve learned and the relationships we built.

Congratulations Red Raiders!!!!!

Secondly, decisions.  I’ve blogged before about decisions and how much I really don’t like them.  You can ask Lance, he gets a chuckle out of my decision making ablity…because it doesn’t exist.  I hate thinking about the decisions I have to make that affect my future, it stresses me out.  But, today on my run I had a God moment.  When I look at my life and all the decisions that I’ve made or that were made for me have brought me to this place now.  I can’t look at that and say it was coincidence.  There was a divine hand in all that has become of my life.  Knowing that, it is a relief to be able to confidently and prayerfully make decisions.  I know that everything will be exactly what it is meant to be, an adventure.  What a relief.

The Start of Tournament Week

Tonight’s post is a two fold post.  Yesterday I had my heart strings tugged not only once but twice…and in a matter of hours! You guys are in for a treat!

This week is NAIA DII Women’s National Basketball tournament week!  Thinking back over the last few years during this time I have nothing but excitement for the girls who are in Sioux City.  There were some of my greatest memories made at the tournament and it’s so fun to be back there and be able to encourage more to continue making memories.

The week of tournament action always starts off with a praise service.  For the last few years the musically talented (not me) girls from NWC have taken the lead in organizing the service and leading the worship time.  Last night was the service and it was an amazing way to kick off a great week.

Now to the part that tugged my heart strings… I’ve always been a strong believer in Music being able to evoke emotion and bring about feeling.  There is something about a familiar song that can make a person feel comfortable.  Just like most of you, I have some favorites, and it just so happens that last night several of those were played and sung by some amazing women I get to be impacted by.

I’ve decided to share a few lines of lyrics, just to give a little insight and maybe serve as a reminder to those who might know these songs.

…’So I’ll stand with arms high and heart abandoned, in awe of the One who gave it all.  I’ll stand my soul, Lord, to you surrendered.  All I have is Yours’… The Stand

…’What heights of love, what depths of peace.  When fears are stilled, when striving cease.  My comforter, my All in All.  Here in the love of Christ I stand’… In Christ Alone

…’This is my prayer in the desert, and all that’s within me feels dry.  This is my prayer in my hunger and need.  My God is a God who provides.  And I will bring praise.  I will bring praise.  No weapon formed against me will remain.  I will rejoice, I will declare,  He is my victory and He is here’… Desert Song

Good Stuff.

Oh-Kay.  Now to part 2!
Last night was a big night for a man that has been very influential in my life.

Earl Woudstra was inducted into the NAIA Coaching Hall of Fame last night and I got to be in attendance to witness this great honor.

For those of you who don’t know Coach Woudstra, was the head coach at NWC for all four years while I was there.  He racked up some pretty impressive coaching stats, but even more than that he is a man who I’m not sure I can describe by simply writing about him.  If you watch his induction you get just the tip of the iceberg as to how amazing this man really is.  He is one of the most devoted, humble, caring, passionate, loving men I know.  While I was a player for him he took on the role of a father figure in my life and even now continues in this.  Along with continually showing me that he genuinely cares for me, he has taught me numerous lessons for life though the sport of basketball.  He is simply a great man.

This induction. . . along with some conversation about Coach Woudstra that I had with some other very impacted former players…got me thinking about the impact that a single person can have.

I think about Coach and how many, many people he has influenced.  I could count the number, but it would be a very, very high number.  For every player he had, Coach influenced far beyond just the player.  It reached their families.  It reached communities.  He impacted the students his former players teach and he impacted the co-workers his former players have now.  Who knows how far this really reaches.

How amazing is it to think about the impact you can have.  To some, you may think that you are insignificant, you may think that you have very little to contribute.  But, if you are even the slightest bit impactful to one person, think of the web of impact that starts and how meaningful it could be to someone you may have never met.

It’s overwhelming to think about but even more, it’s humbling to know that there is a God who orchestrates it all and He wants nothing more than for our lives to impact others in a way that shows more of Him.