The Post About My One Word for 2014

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It's become common practice for folks to choose one word to serve as an umbrella for the coming year. There's even a website: One Word 365. They encourage you to choose...

One word that sums up who you want to be or how you want to live. One word that you can focus on every day, all year long.

I did this in 2012 when I chose "peace." It was the right call. My life can often be chaotic and harried and swirling. And that's just inside my own head.

Last year, I chose "leap." And boy did I do some leaping. I took trips with people I met on the Internet. I started podcasts with people I met on the Internet. I fell hard for a fella I met on the Internet. I soft launched a cake pop business and quickly shut it down. I joined a new church. I quit my job.

Some of these jumps landed soft on a cloud and some landed solid on the concrete. But I leapt.

This year, I've chosen the only thing that makes sense to me.

Waffle.

Merriam-Webster has two definitions for "waffle:"

: to be unable or unwilling to make a clear decision about what to do

: to talk or write a lot without saying anything important or interesting

But I'm willing to make lots of decisions about things in 2014. I've already decided to keep Spotify over Next Issue while living on a tight budget. I've decided to love Sherlock and Watson equally. I've decided to listen to One Direction without apology.

I also plan to talk and write a lot this year, but hopefully the outcome will be important and/or interesting. And I'll probably reference the previously mentioned One Direction. Seriously, Midnight Memories is a solid album.

When I chose "waffle," I meant this:

2014 will be about waffles. That means choosing to wake up and take time to mix the flour, buttermilk, vanilla, eggs, sugar, and salt and sit down to the best recipe of waffles I've found. It means quality over the convenience of Leggo'ing my Eggo.

This isn't only about ingredients in a bowl. It's about stopping to relish experience. It's about being still. That's something this ADD survivor doesn't have listed under "additional skills."

For most of my life, I've been in such a hurry to meet the next person, to start the next project, to Instagram the next moment. It's been exhausting. It's time to be still. Even the Creator of the Universe is on board with "waffle."

Psalm 46:10 says "Be still, and know that I am God..." The NASB version of the Bible exchanges "be still" for "cease striving."



I'm going to try to stop striving in 2014. And eat more waffles.

What are you plotting and scheming for this next year? Next month? Next meal?

{images: Jamie}

The Post About Finding A Church Like Finding Love On The Bachelor

In May 2012, God prompted me to leave a church I loved. I had been active and involved in leadership for more than 12 years, but He said, "That's enough. You're done here."

Previously, I shared how I tried to ignore God and carry on and how that didn't work.

Reluctantly, I took the leap of faith God had whispered, then chanted, then billboarded and began the task of finding a new church.

I did not take this search lightly because I know the value of the local church in my life. Some of you have possibly experienced great hurt in the sanctuaries that should be rooms of restoration. Perhaps the church is a source of pain rather than healing.

However, for me, the local church has always been a source of joy and rest and relationships that matter. Don't get me wrong, there have been CUH-RAZIES in those fellowship halls and Sunday school classrooms. But for the most part...life-giving.

Being separated from the local church for a season, even by choice, birthed an anxiety in me. Since I'm not a fan of worry or waiting, I put the pedal to the metal. Over the course of seven months, I visited 11 churches in the metro Birmingham area and narrowed it down to three and then to one. What did this process look like?

It looked just like The Bachelor. An eligible person and a pool of romantic interests. There were connections, conflicts, and dramatic twists. There were eliminations and a final rose. 

The Steps To Finding Love

1. Make A List of Qualities You're Looking For: I've always preferred to date folks who are emotionally healthy (LIKE ME) so I thought the same should be true for my church. What makes a healthy church? Charles Stanley provides a few characteristics I used in my search.

• Bible-centered: Not events-centered, not works-centered, not pastor-centered, not casserole-centered. As much as I might fancy that last one.
• Spiritual: This is such a wonky overused term, but in this case it means an emphasis on a personal relationship with God. No middle man.
• Evangelistic: It's crucial when a hungry person finds bread that he tell other starving folks where he got it. A healthy church has structure for doing this. Bonus? If they have actual bread in the form of breakfast pastries.
• Influential: A church should be impacting its community for good. That impact should be obvious and measurable.
• Financially Sound: I left a church that loved God so profoundly but was strangled by debt. It should manage their money better than me (ex. still paying for that handbag I bought in 2009.)
• Friendly: Let's not pretend all churches are packed to the brim with kindness. There's a reason it was easy not to visit some places on my list a second time. SMILE AT ME GREETER PERSON.
• Growing: This isn't just about numbers. But that doesn't hurt. It's also about members growing in their faith, their heart for others, and ability to transform the big and small world around them.

2. Play The Field: I needed to go on lots of dates. I wanted to learn as much as possible about a church and one visit wasn't always enough. Plus, it's important to take time to compare and contrast so you don't get swept up by free coffee and cushy seats.

3. Ask God for a Spouse: If ABC spent more time encouraging their contestants to pray about the roses they're passing out, then I'm sure we'd have more actual happily ever afters. Every time I visited a church or its website or emailed a staff member, I prayed. God wants us in the place He wants us. He has no interest in hiding that tidbit of information from us.

4. Make a Commitment: Beyonce is right. You need to put a ring on it. The idea of living out your faith on your own is not enough. The accountability and responsibility to the people of God found in the local church is such a snazzy thing.

Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching. Hebrews 10:23-25

I'm about to celebrate my one year anniversary with my "final rose" church. Chris Harrison could not have narrated a better ending.

Have you ever tried finding a new church? Finding a new love? What are your tips for both?

{image: Jamie}

The Post About Instagram Commentary: Food Edition

Here are a few additional thoughts on some Instagram food photos I recently posted. 



Most in my life have learned my love language is snack foods. This "conversation" was with a coworker who was planning ahead. But I'm actually not a sweets person. I talk the idea of being the "salt of the earth" to heart. To my disease-ridden, artery-clogged heart. Amen.

What is your love language for favors?



My godson turned 6 years old this month. He requested the above for his classmates. I am Michelangelo. He is described as "...the comic relief. While he loves to relax and eat pizza, this Turtle also has an adventurous and creative side." I LOVE TO RELAX.

Which Ninja Turtle are you?


My Dad's birthday was Friday and he requested to eat here. At 5pm. I must love my father because I ate at twilight at a chain restaurant with food in the name.

Where do you eat against your will because of love?



Starburst are the original juicy couture. However, NO ONE HAS TIME FOR YELLOW. Yellow is the Papyrus of fonts. It's the Clara of Doctor Who companions. It's the Kevin of Jonas Brothers.

What's your least favorite of something?



My friend Katherine gave me a set of Star Wars pancake molds. She said she had 4 kids and no time to be this detailed in the mornings. Since I am childless, I have plenty of time and energy. I wanted to be Princess Leia when I grew up. I still sorta do...

What fictional character did you want to be when you grew up?

{images: Jamie}

The Post About What's On My Bookshelf

I'm doing my first link-up. Like it's 2009.

I'm running a little behind.

Anne from Modern Mrs. Darcy asked her readers to pull back the curtain on their bookshelves. I could not be prouder of any corner of my home more than these shelves so it was easy to commit to this gang-related writing.

This is how my clothes and shoes are organized. Even my cupcake sprinkles are arranged by color. So it made sense in my head that the books should follow suit.

Yes, I have John Ortberg and Jimmy Carter mixed in with Nicholas Sparks, Star Wars' Timothy Zahn, and Mary Poppins' P.L. Travers.

My go-to baby gift is always library books with custom bookplate labels to match the nursery. Silverstein's Where The Sidewalk Ends is always included. This brown section also includes my favorite Jane Austen novel Persuasion.
 

Yoda keeps careful watch over Beth Moore, David Sedaris, Zora Neale Hurston, and Brother Lawrence.

 Every bookshelf needs more than books. A candle poured into a recycled wine bottle and a "Guess-Jamie's Emotions" game created by my friend Caryann.

I'm confident most libraries would sandwich the Twilight series between Elmore Leonard and C.S. Lewis if given a choice.

Are you a shelf person or an e-reader or both? What's the best book you've read this year?

{images: Jamie}