Knowing the Sound of God’s Heartbeat

One of the most amazing sounds is hearing the heartbeat of someone you love. It’s thrilling and weird, yet comforting and deeply intimate. We all have heartbeats, the mechanical working of our hearts pumping blood through our system. But the heart is so much more than that. The heartbeat is a sound of comfort, joy, and life. It’s the melody of our inner being. Full of love and passion, it’s the deepest resonance of our souls. There are things that make your heart skip a beat. That make it swell with love. As we experience these things, so too does God and His own heart.  Continue reading “Knowing the Sound of God’s Heartbeat”

When You Step Out of God’s Love

 

My Twitter is exploding. My Facebook is blowing up. So many shares, witty remarks, and thought provoking articles it sends my head spinning. I can’t keep up. I’m drowning in the news, the think pieces, the opinion columns, the fast pace churn-it-out-before-the-idea-goes-cold-and-we-move-on-to-the-next-thing articles. I’m gasping for air, surrounded by words that seem better than mine, more talented than mine. And instead of letting it all wash over me, I’ve let it crush me under its tidal wave of Times New Roman and Helvetica. In the midst of this pounding tide, I’ve been swept out to sea, and I’ve lost sight of the Heavenly Shore.  Continue reading “When You Step Out of God’s Love”

When Doing the Right Thing Sucks

I was jilted at the Goodwill counter. I had in my hands a beautiful mid-century modern side table, teak wood, all original, and the girl in line ahead of me was going to buy it. “Well this is awkward,” she said to me as I stopped behind her, “I’m in line to buy that.” We locked eyes. I had seen her before. She was the same girl who was looking over my shoulder as I was inspecting the table. She must have bolted to the front to try and beat me to the purchase. I looked down at the table and back at her, up at the employee at the register who clearly did not want to get involved in the event that was transpiring. I knew I had to give it up.

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Do One Thing Well

I struggle with the desire to be perfect at everything, to have time to do everything perfectly. Well reality is calling Lizzy, you just can’t do it all. I guess that notion didn’t dawn on me as I sat at the sewing machine last Saturday, trying to madly finish hemming a baby blanket for a friend’s shower that was happening in little less than an hour, remembering that I had agreed to bake something for it too, I started having a domestic melt down. Continue reading “Do One Thing Well”

Rethinking Valentine’s Day

Valentine's Day

I adore Valentines Day. Surprise! I mean candy & chocolate, big hearts, pink everything, silly-punny-sentimental cards, what more could you want in a holiday? I understand though, that this day can bring a lot of pain, a lot of hurt, to people. I get it. The struggle is real on this corporate holiday. But, maybe, just maybe, we’re missing the point of this star-crossed lovers day. What if, maybe, instead of focusing all of that love directly onto your significant other/spouse/that pint of Ben and Jerry’s Tonight Dough, we used Valentine’s Day as the one day to intentionally love others? Continue reading “Rethinking Valentine’s Day”

Love in Quiet Action Speaks Louder than Words

The old saying goes, actions speak louder than words. And it’s something I really truly believe, which is funny coming from me. A writer. Who loves words and uses them to convey her thoughts and feelings to the greater population. Logistics really. There is power in words, but they also have the power to divide, to hate, to defile, to be misconstrued. And it’s this misconstruction that really gets me going. It’s so easy to misunderstand what people are saying if it’s not being said well. We can find so many holes in words. Places where we poke our fingers in and say, ‘but what about that?’ It is in these instances, where perhaps words should remain silent and our actions should lovingly express what we couldn’t say. Love in quiet action speaks louder than words.

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People are Talking Behind Your Back

My Mother taught me that people will always talk about you behind your back and there’s nothing you can do about it. Good things will be said about you. True things will be said about you. Bad things will be said about you. Lies will be said about you. So I’ve operated in life with this awareness. People talk about other people. It’s just how it is. I know people need to air out their grievances. I know I can be a little unbearable sometimes. I’m sure I make people mad, or annoy them, or hurt them. I’m okay with people expressing their feelings when I’ve done something wrong to them. Sometimes we just need to vent, get something off our chest in order to move forward. I’ve come to accept this. I cannot control what other people say about me, or how other people perceive me. I can only account for myself. Yet it still hurts when you find out what people are really saying about you. What they really think about you.

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Worship: Stiffer than a Wooden Pew

I had this moment in Church last weekend where I wanted to stand up with hands lifted high and shout words of praise at the top of my lungs. I was that excited. Instead, I sat there squirming in my seat. A miracle had just been shared. Someone had been cured of cancer, healed by our Heavenly Father. And I wanted to go crazy. I wanted to run up and down the isles jumping and skipping and praising our Lord. Instead, everyone just sat there, stone silent and I sat along with them because I was afraid of what people would think of me. I mean you could have heard a pin drop it was so quiet. There was no clapping. No laughter. No hallelujahs being raised. The whole place seemed stiffer than the wooden pews we were sitting in.

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An Introduction to Dating

I really don’t know why I’m suddenly talking about dating here. For a while, I thought this was going to be a topic I would avoid on Spirited Life, even though it’s actually a subject I’m quite passionate about. I can go on and on and on about dating and love and singleness and relationships. Perhaps it was the collective 10-hour drive from my home in Southern California to my parent’s place in the Bay Area where I binged on the podcast “Why Oh Why?” by Andrea Silenzi. Maybe it was the recent conversations I had with a couple really good friends and my younger sister about how much dating can suck. Or maybe I’m just realizing that more of us need to be honest about this life stage and the dating culture we are confronted with and are trying to navigate through and I might as well chime in with the chatter. So if you’re looking for a how-to date, sorry, but that’s not what you’re about to get. Consider this the first of many posts on this subject matter, and this is only the introduction.

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Face Palms and The Greatest Gift of All

I believe in the Holy Spirit. I have faith in His gifts. I cheer for healing. I root for tongues. I salute the prophetic. And I have none of these gifts. Oh I’ve asked. I’ve prayed. Think what you will. Speculate what you want. Maybe I haven’t prayed hard enough. Maybe I don’t have enough faith. Insert whatever spiritual lacking excuse you wish. I’ve blamed all of these things too. I tend to get down on myself. Question. Wonder. But I had a revelation the other day, which happens about every week or so. It’s the kind of revelation where you whack your palm to your forehead because it’s just so stinking simple. Yet so stinking beautiful. I write all of these revelations down. Maybe I’ll share some others with you all another time, but we’ll be focusing on the greatest of these, which is love.

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