For crying out loud..

I was added to a group on Facebook from a friend, for inspiration and uplifting. It's a safe place where people can post their thoughts and revelations, quotes, Bible verses, and positive media videos and articles.

I have been reading through and one that was recently posted, was a video of a Gospel singer on a late night television show. The song that she beautifully belted was about the proof of God in her life and the victory that she has achieved by calling on His name and trusting in his provisions. It is a powerful and joyous song and it was on a major television network. Amazing.. It got me thinking about my relationship with the Lord and where my victories lay.

I took some time out of my day for some guided reflection. I started looking through verses and I was lead to a few that kept referencing "seeking the Lord", "calling out to Him", and "throwing ourselves into His arms".
Why is it so important for us to call out to Him and seek Him in all things? Is He not omnipotent and present, wanting what is best for us? Couldn't he just take care of things so we could just spend our time praising Him?

The short answer: Because we are human.

I related it to my human relationship with my parents. They want what is best for me, try to be as present as they can, drop everything to help when I am in need. They long to hear about my day, to be apart of my life, to still be an anchor for me, and in many cases want to share their activities and thoughts with me, laugh together and feel that special connection.  But, how do I respond to that? Do I praise them for their love and support? Well, I try. I try to call every day. I try to remember to include them in events and plan to get together with him. But I am flawed and I forget  and I let myself get busy.

But the Lord is so much bigger than that and He deserves so much more than my pitiful "tries". A running theme with the verses that I found was that He uses those times that we cry out to Him to show that He is still there, that He is just within earshot all the time. He wants so desperately for us to call out to him and throw ourselves into His arms that it makes His day when we do, and He treasures our tiny hearts. He wants to be our hero, deliverer and Savior, and the best way that we will recognize Him as that, is when we acknowledge His presence and cry out for His peace. In those quiet moments when we feel alone or start to become overwhelmed by this great big world, we talk to Him and His response is an overwhelming peace with the small, still voice of reassurance that simply says "Here I am."

Just as children cry out to their parents in the middle of the night because of nightmare, or you search a crowd for a familiar face and a smile of reassurance, our heart seeks the Lord for that gentle wink and nod. As if to say, "Keep going, you're doing fine. I'm right here when you need me." 

That is why I love my God.. That is where my strength comes from.. 

xoxo,

Katie Beth

Whole30 Breakfast

In starting the Whole 30, I have been trying to deliberate on how I can start the day. The beginning of everything sets the tone for the end. So, I wanted to start out with an easy breakfast that would cover some good sources of protein and be satisfying.

My sweet potato muffin cups seem to be just that!

In my last trip to the grocery store, sweet potatoes were on sale and I happened to picked up some cage-free, organic eggs, and some organic spinach. Some staples of the Whole30 plan.

1/2 large sweet potato (julienne cut)
5 eggs (whisked)
1 cup of baby spinach
Sea Salt

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees and if needed, rub the muffin tin with coconut oil to prevent from sticking (my tin didn't stick so that was one less ingredient).

I wanted to try out my new mandolin (clearance find at Williams and Sonoma- score!) so I decided to slice the sweet potato with the julienne blade on the "1" setting so the pieces would be finely sliced. I have seen other posts about bloggers making an "egg in a basket" rendition with sweet potato tots, and I like the concept, but I wanted to make these with the freshest ingredients rather than frozen sweet tater tots and frozen spinach.

Because my sweet potato was on the larger side, I only needed to use 1/2 of it to make 6 breakfast cups. So I sliced it up and arranged the pieces in the muffin tin to create a bit of a hole in the middle.

Next, I cracked the eggs into a bowl. Then I just ripped the fresh spinach into small pieces and added them to the bowl with the eggs. Whisk these together with a couple of pinches of sea salt for taste.

Next, pour the egg, spinach, and salt mixture into the muffin cups over the sweet potato baskets and pop into the oven for 16-18 minutes.

When they are done, pull them out and set aside to cool. You can either eat them warm or store them in the refrigerator and warm them up for each days breakfast. They are great to make ahead of time and then warm up as you are heading out the door to eat in the car on the way to work. They tend to flatten out as they cool, so I end up warming up 2 for my breakfast.

I have seen a lot of ideas for spicing up the flavor and mixing in. Some suggestions are adding diced ham, bits of bacon or mild sausage, a dash of hot sauce, chives on top, drizzle with balsamic vinegar, or add some diced bell peppers.

Have a happy and healthy breakfast!

xoxo,
Katie Beth

In low tides, friends will be by your side

I know I haven't blogged in a long while, and in fact this post I wrote out and saved over a year ago but never published. I have felt pretty overwhelmed with joy lately, as I feel that writing this blog is truly a relief and release for me. I don't want it to always be a rant of frustrations, and conversely I don't want it to always nothing but happy, happy, happy. There needs to be a delicate balance, just like everything in life. So I will start with this post (a mix of both), and my goal this year will be to continue writing. I feel there will be some times coming up where I will need it and maybe you might too dear readers....

Last year, I was hit with some pretty heavy drama that left me feeling angry, hurt, and frustrated. I felt that there was no one I could talk to initially because everyone that I turn to in times of trouble are too close to the situation. So all I could do was turn to the person who is always there to listen, my Lord. I started praying and I was overcome with the urge to write my last blog post. It wasn't thought out, or planned, or pre-written- it just flowed. After publishing it, I felt a rush of peace that was completely fulfilling and I felt that in that moment I had a clear answer of what I was to do.

That day, I came home from work and I told the Viking everything that happened. Just as I suspected, like the sweet, protective husband that he is, he jumped to my defense, ruffled my feathers again, and fed my initial reaction of anger. I meditated on that emotion and I found that I despised that feeling and I knew that it was wrong. I already had been given my answer, why even consider changing my mind? My human nature is such that, I need affirmation and to convince myself that I am doing the right thing. So I again discussed it further with the Viking, sought his opinion on what I was being prompted to do, and was left with an unsettled feeling that it wasn't right. Not that the Viking's advice wasn't good, and it could have very easily worked in another situation, but it wasn't right for that one. In expressing my feelings of frustration to him, he suggested that I seek council in a friend of mine and see what her thoughts are on the subject. It was an inviting idea and one that I had toyed with, but I was hesitant in doing so. I am a very private person when it comes to affairs of my family and it is has become very hard for me to open up to others for fear of what they may think. But I needed to resolve this uneasy, desperate feeling of peace, so I bit the bullet and called her to meet for coffee.

Coffee is my comfort. It reminds me of waking up early on a cool morning, wrapped in a blanket and either reading a book or looking out over a serene view. Some of my most favorite conversations and mornings involve coffee, and it brings me to a better version of myself. My friend (we'll call her Joy) loves coffee too, and we even were first introduced over coffee. So it just made since to meet at Starbucks and have a heart to heart. She was more than willing, basically dropped everything- getting a babysitter and all- and wanted to meet that night.

As we held our warm cups of comfort, I spilled everything to her, and told her the anxiety I was feeling for it all. To my astonishment, she didn't get mad, she didn't butt in with comments, she didn't judge me for my feelings; she just let me talk and smiled. When I was finished, she shared with me that the same thing happened in her family and that it had affected relationships to the point that part of her family had never even met her youngest daughter (she was 10). She shared that it took a death in the family to bring everyone together and forced them to talk. The Lord's hand was held over that meeting, because they realized that it was such a silly thing to have such animosity and hate, and they decided that the love and memories they had were so much more important. They have slowly, within the past months, been working at rebuilding those torn and tattered relationships and are now looking forward to a family reunion over the summer.

It was a reminder to me that, in the midst of it all, the Lord is at work. We have to seek his wisdom and direction, and when he tells us to wait, we need to do just that. He gave me a peace about the whole thing and even directed me to someone who would know exactly what I was going through, and even is coming out the other side. If it takes 10 years for my family to made whole again over this issue, it will be worth it, but I have learned that I cannot let my emotional and flawed human perspective makes things worse.

Have hope dear ones, and let it anchor you to what you know to be true. Cling to those relationships that you build, and don't be afraid to reach out. After all, we're all in this together!

xoxo,
Katie Beth

The Family Rollercoaster

Family.

Noun. A group of persons sharing common ancestry.

Adj.any group of persons closely related by blood, as parents, children, uncles, aunts, and cousins 

What a multifaceted adjective describing one's kinship. That one word seems to bring an abundance of emotions as soon as it is uttered. They can be positive, happy, joyful emotions, and they can be awful, hateful, negative emotions. Have you ever heard that famous saying: "You can't live with them and you can't live without them." That seems to adequately describe some of the ups and downs you can experience. My family is no exception.

I never thought that I had a very large family growing up, because I was an only child and did not have much family living near by. Our closest relatives lived 30 minutes away, and the furthest lived in Alaska, so we were never all together. However, with marriages and babies born we have grown into a huge and thriving tree! On one side... The other side however, is split and withering- dare I say attempting to die- due to hatred, negativity, jealousy and overall conflict. It breaks my heart to see this.

My immediate family has tried to remain neutral through the whole process and I have tried to keep the spirit of peace throughout- never instigating conflict, never feeding the conflict, and doing whatever I can to resolve what little conflict follows me. My outlook has always been, you cannot choose the family you are given, and you certainly cannot change people, so why try? We have to love them anyways and I always want to be there if they ever need me. So I have tried to be encouraging and remind them that although we may not always like each other we should LOVE each other. There is a reason that God placed these people in our lives and they are a blessing overall.

However! There comes a point when you feel as though you have had enough. Harsh words are said that can never be forgotten and you are left with a feeling of emptiness and confusion. You sit back and ask yourself, "What did I ever do to deserve this?" "Why would they say such awful things?" "Why can't we all just get along?" "What happened to the times we used to share in love? The laughter, smiles and joy we shared for each other's happiness?" "When did it become so hard to have a relationship with someone? Always walking on egg shells, afraid of how they will take what I say?"

There are two ways we can look at these situations: 

1. Harbor ill feelings towards them. Stop speaking to them. Fight fire with fire. Try to expect their comments and always be defensive, always trying to protect yourself. Work at making their lives as miserable as they are making yours, because hey- they started it. Right?

-or-

2. Overwhelm them with love. Do everything in your power to send them notes of encouragement. In particular situations, if all you have is a snail mail address, go the old fashioned way and send them written notes. Do not even use your own words- let the Lord speak through you. During your Bible Study, pray for that person, or pray that the Lord reveals scripture for you to use. And then send only that. NOTHING else! In my experience, it is really hard for someone to hate you and have anything negative to say about you, when all you do is tell them how much you love them, wish the best for them, and send them scripture. If they continue to say nasty things about you, they will inevitably look crazy to the outside world, and will lose their integrity.

I will be choosing the second option to handle my current situation. I posted yesterday about how I need to be joyful in the good times, and that life was going good. The devil has used that as a foot-hold to attack me where it hurts the most- the people I love. I will not allow him the opportunity, nor will I give him the authority, to tear our family apart more than it already is. I will douse every malicious thought I have with love, prayer and patience. Patience in the Lord's timing and trust that only the Lord can resolve this. I empathize and sympathize with anyone who is struggling with this hardship currently and I pray that you will find comfort in the fact that you are not alone and there is hope. There is always hope. Love is a powerful, powerful tool- wield it wisely.

xoxo,
Katie Beth

Change is good...

This is the week of new starts and new beginnings, and I will be thankful for the opportunities that lay ahead.

Many people are getting back into the back-to-school swing of things and you can feeel the buzz of anticipation and potential in the air!

The Viking and I both got a haircut over the weekend and I feel so much lighter! My hair grows very long, strong, and straight. (And yes, I do realize what a blessing that is) It's not particularly thick, but with such long hair, it gets heavy and hot in these Florida summers. My work schedule was not conducive to blow drying and styling so just about every day I had it thrown up in a bun. I had about 4 inches cut, layered, and bang-ified and it's amazing what that will do! The Viking's hair was styled and cut back, and pampered which always is calming to the soul. I am so blessed to have a husband that will go to the hair salon with me (or the nail salon, or get massages- not afraid of losing a man card that one!) because it makes planning so much easier. I will have to post pictures of our new dos!

My schedule at work has changed back today, to a normal 8-5 pm Monday- Friday and that is definitely making me feel normal. The Viking's schedule has switched to a similar schedule as well, which is fantastic because it means that we can carpool again!! Oh how I have missed our morning talks and prayers. It makes my mood better, I'm calmer, and it saves us money because we can use my more gas-efficient SUV. Plus, there is just something wonderful and nostalgic (think about those special times that Mom or Dad picked you up after school) about getting out of work and seeing the Viking waiting for me in the parking lot.

I will be starting the endeavor of doing research for going back to school. Graduate school that is. A personal aspiration of mine that I am very much looking forward to- the nerd in me has been missing my study times. (Really? Did I just say that I miss studying? What is wrong with me?)

I love this verse from Romans, because one of my biggest struggles is remembering to be joyful in the hope of the Lord. It is one of those rare times in life where everything is going well; there is health on both sides of my family, there is love- always with some unwanted conflict, but love non-the-less, and there is hope. Even with the good things, we must be faithful in prayer, because the Lord is with us through all seasons of life and He wants to share in our joyous times, just as much as He wants to be the shoulder we cry on during our afflictions.

An adventure awaits and all I have to do is take the first step! So here it goes... :)

xoxo,
Katie Beth

Heart shaped bouquet in Shadow Box

Projects galore are happening around this house!

The one that I have finished and that I am pretty proud of is my bouquet display. It has been almost 2 years since we got married and I had no idea what to do with the bouquet afterwards. I hug it upside down so the flowers wouldn't get crushed, but then what??

When exploring Pinterest I found the following post and it inspired me:

http://thecraftingchicks.com/2010/02/rose-heart-shadow-box.html

I did not have as many roses in bouquet as she had saved up, because I used roses and gerber daisies, and the gerbers' do not last nearly as long as the rose buses. Shadow boxes were on sale at Michaels so I got it for under $20. And then I pulled out my trusty hot glue gun.

The biggest problem that I had was cutting the roses off the stem because each one of them had a wire running through them, so I had to use a pair of wire cutters. Other than that, It was pretty easy to clip and arrange. It looked rather empty with nothing in the middle so I found a picture that showcased the bouquet the day of, and I feel it turned out pretty well. 

What has inspired you lately? 

xoxo,
Katie Beth

Fun on the Fourth!

Happy Fourth of July!! 

What an exciting day! Everyone is running around, preparing for family (or going to see family), getting those last minute food items, and making sure there is enough ice and charcoal/propane for the grill. In Florida, those last two are a necessity because it is the perfect time for grilling and it is HOT! 

Unfortunately, the new house did not come with a grill, and we have not been able to retro-fit one yet (it has a beautiful cabana with a prep sink and area for a built-in grill). Our previous grill rusted out the bottom, so the Viking and I no longer felt it was safe for cooking. Rust is not commonly a welcomed spice for chicken :/ However, my dad was gracious enough to let us borrow his charcoal grill for the day, since they would not be using it on their vacation, in another part of the state. The Viking is only really comfortable with propane so he was a little nervous about using it, but he did a wonderful job cooking up some hot dogs and hamburgers! 

While he was getting that prepped and helping to get the house presentable (which was a feat in itself, since we were still working out of boxes!), I was having some fun with some Pinterest-inspired creations of my own. Since I haven't mentioned it before, I am a little Pinterest crazy, so expect to see a lot of posts centered around things I have seen there. I think it helps that the Viking appreciates it too! I will have to post pictures of my creations a little later, since it is so past my bedtime!

We were having my family from Georgia over for an early dinner and break time in between one of their trysts to the beach, and the fireworks on the water. They were a perfect test- run for hosting parties in the new home and it was a home- run! Even though they are my family and all, and there should be no judgement because we all love each other and what not, I was still a little nervous. I wanted to make sure that we had plenty of everything and that there were enough options for 14 people, including a 2-year old. It didn't help that I was woken up early to the fur children throwing up. Apparently lizards do not agree with their tummies, and that is sooooo not a way that you want to be awoken. But, we persevered and I was on my way to making a list of things that I still needed to get and things I still had to do. 

I headed out to Publix, who by the way was having some killer sales on just the stuff I needed, and tried to recenter my thoughts and work on my personal challenge. One of the best ways that I find to focus is through music- it will tug at just the right emotion at just the right time and put everything in perspective. So with that I popped in my Sheree Michele CD and I was on my way. I went to high school with Sheree and I am so amazed at her talent. She is a remarkable song writer and vocalist with a really island/bohemian feel to her music that always seems to relax me and make me reflect on Christ's love. The song that I tuned to was, Wait for You and the lyrics that hit me were "there is nothing better than being wrapped in your arms, and I know that there is nothing that you can't fix." Trusting and whole heartedly knowing this to be true, I knew that I had to relinquish my day to Him and allow Him to work through me with the time that I had with my family.  

The time with them went beautifully- it didn't rain, there was enough seating/food/drinks for everyone, and most importantly we could all laugh and love each other in the comfort of our new home. What an unbelievable opportunity we have to live in a country that is free: free to meet with our loved ones at our leisure and celebrate the blessings in our lives, celebrate the growth in our faith, celebrate the freedom to make our own choices and the freedom to go where we want without fear of strife and conflict around every corner. God Bless America and may the Stars and Stripes always fly proudly in this home. 

Happy Independence Day, friends! 

xoxo,

Katie Beth