to the glory {of the One who made you.}

this morning i was thinking about how frustrated + disappointed i’ve been over decisions made by people i care about.

& how rough my job feels when I’m dragging myself out of bed at 5 am, wondering if it will be a good or bad day at work.

& struggling to understand why a kind-hearted, Christian man just got diagnosed with terminal cancer.

so i listened to some new, uplifting steven curtis chapman music, then drove to quiktrip.

there, a man in front of me in line bought my drink, two packages of gum, & gummie worms.  i told him, “thank you so much, but you didn’t have to do that.” he said, “that’s the gorgeous thing. that i didn’t HAVE to do it.” even if i hadn’t been the one receiving this gift, i think i still would have been moved just by witnessing this + hearing these words.

i realized {while on the verge of tears} that God is in the small stuff. & i think He knew i needed to see Him work in my life today.

& although that man may never know how thankful i am for his generosity, i am sure glad i serve a God that makes Himself so apparent in the world around me.

it is hands down, the most incredible thing.

this is my evidence,

sarahjobell

your story's not over.

i pray for that girl i once knew.

that good girl.

the girl with an unchangeable heart.

that didn’t have to rely on a boy.

with a faith you couldn’t break,

brimming with integrity,

secure in herself.

you’re still that girl.

nobody.knows.

bags are by the door,

hearts are on the floor

there’s a bottle of tears on the dresser drawer…

nobody knows the trouble we’ve seen

nobody knows the price of this dream

& nobody knows what it took to believe.

{i just want to be free, like a runaway.}

falling.down.

take these broken streets

take these broken dreams

hold my hand like we’re walking free.

top of our lungs hallelujah

where pain + love bleed into one.

blown away.

i often find myself wishing that a storm would come ripping through...

shattering the windows,

tearing the doors off their hinges,

washing out the dust + disheartened overcast that has hung heavy in the air.

i want it all to just blow over + away.

& take my discouragement with it.

sarahjobell

to keep the world spinning.

“now some point the finger + let ignorance linger

if they’d look in the mirror they’d find,

that ever since the beginning to keep the world spinning

it takes all kinds of kinds.”

My kind is::

watching disney channel movies. never completely devoted to a workout routine. still consuming gushers fruit snacks + applesauce out of the pouch.  cooing at kittens.  willing to go cross-country for a concert. lover of pretty pastel dresses.

& you know, i’m ok with that,

sarahjobell

let the games begin.

if you haven't checked my pinterest yet, {you can here.}
let me fill you in on today's festivities::

can't wait to see the hunger games tonight!
sarahjobell

a treasure {to Me.}

but my daughter you are worth it all,

even my Son’s own life I gave for you.

I choose you my princess and in you I delight,

for you make my heart sing with praises.

I look upon you and I see your heart

and I weep for I see your beauty.

I made you in my image and you are a treasure to Me.

finer than the rarest gold or the largest diamonds.

you move my heart in crazy ways.

& run {with reckless abandon}

“you got a fast car

but is it fast enough so we can fly away?”

i have loved this song since middle school.

it really is terribly sad.

but my gosh, it’s beautiful.

just how hard life is…

& there is still so much adventure + beauty in it.

i want to see more of those two things in my own life.

& i feel that vacation brings that sort of reckless abandon back in my life.

just like i crave.

sarahjobell

conviction + grace

oh you got a fire + it’s burning in the rain

thought that it went out, but it’s burning just the same

& you don’t look back, not for anything

‘cause if you love someone, you love them all the same.

you know what i don’t get? love that supposedly we, as humans, have for one another {or lack thereof.} it’s selfish, judgmental, + critical. i read an article the other day about this victoria’s secret model that quit because of her beliefs. the reactions + comments some people wrote were harsh + cruel. i guess it’s ok for us to gossip about a young christian woman {who obviously realized an error she made} + put her down simply because she is in the spotlight? or because she’s pretty + thin?

God forbid YOU make a mistake, feel convicted about it, & have it shoved back in your face by others. that’s not love. i find it so refreshing that she recognized the veil being pulled over her eyes. & that is why there's forgiveness + a second chance. GRACE. we may not deserve it, but that’s why His hands took the nails.

what if i share my brokenness?

what if you share how you feel?

& what if we weren’t afraid of this crazy mess?

what if we were real?

sarahjobell

orange.county.

guess what my husband is hooked to?
{ah, memory lane...}

best.
show.
ever.

{my} crafty corner.

i love random, creative days.

{while listening to this::}

scars + broken bones

maybe we can rip off the bandage

maybe you will see it for what it is.

maybe we can burn down this building

holding you in.

i can't help it, i love the broken ones.

promise me {my love}

just past the circumstance

the first light, a second chance

no child could ever dance the way you do, oh

tear down the prison walls

don't start the curtain call

your chains will never fall until you do.

{can't stop listening to needtobreathe these days}.

{keep your eyes} open

if you could soldier on

headstrong into the storm

i'll be here waiting on the other side

don't look back

the road is long

the first days of the war are gone

take back your former throne + turn the tide.