November 2007

Ha! Scramble… that’s my life–as if you needed to be told by the suggestions the serious lack of posts around here make.

With Christmas just around the corner it seems like suddenly a somewhat dull schedule is suddenly packed so full I haven’t even touched Christmas decorations yet! Ridiculous, I know.

Plans for life are something as follows… Saturday will find my sister and I at a concert (ah, Christmas concerts… sheer bliss), which we won’t come home from until the following day; Monday my family plans to be singing at a studio; Tuesday-Wednesday promises a slumber party of sorts; Friday finds us three or four hours from home singing at a coffeehouse; Sunday is a nursing home singing, and sandwiched into schedules wherever it can fit is this new project of renovating our house.

Crazy? Something like that.

What makes matters very interesting with a crazy schedule is getting completely knocked off your feet with a nasty virus. Picture this: Britt shivering in flannel pajamas wrapped in a heavy fleece robe, holding her head in one hand as though it was about to crumble into pieces, sitting uncomfortably at her computer doing google searches on “mono”. Fortunately her worst fears were not realized when she woke up bright and early a morning or two later feeling like her chirpy little self. Illness is definitely something I didn’t make room for in this schedule of mine.

Life for most people this time of year is a helter-skelter rat race. I’m sure many of you can identify with the aforementioned scramble feeling. To be honest with you, I think it’s sad that the significance of the precious event that we celebrate this time of year gets so lost in the hustle and bustle. I realize that often we have little say of what gets packed into our schedules, but whatever you do, don’t remove the Reason for the Season from your life to fit in other things. Remember the baby in the manger, not so much the presents under the tree. Remember what His birth meant, what His life cost, and what He has done for you. Keep Him in your life.


What is it that we seek? In what will our souls find rest and our hearts dwell in peaceable streams of contentment?

 Is it love and respect? Relationships rich in admiration, unbroken by slander and distrust? Is it in romance?

Is the purpose of life found in fortune? Bank accounts overflowing with money? Cash flowing like waves into our pocket books?

What are we looking for? Fame and stardom? Bright lights and screaming fans? Adoring attention from the masses?

Where are we placing our stocks? Health? Family? Friendships? Fame? Fortune and wealth? A life of ease and security? Stability? Is this where peace resides?

I’m afraid it is none of the above. There is no true peace and lasting joy in such material things. That can only be achieved by embracing the eternal hope that Christ has offered to us. By accepting His redemption, there we stand, on the threshhold of making it our life and message. It is the pursuit of a better country. It is the efforts of furthering the kingdom of God. It is about His agenda, not ours. It is His will, His purpose, His message.

Even so, may His glory shine through us.



Take a moment today and thank God for the rich blessings in your life. After all, today is the nationally recognized day we celebrate His abundance on our lives. Is there something that stands out in your mind when you think of “Grateful for”? If so, leave it in the comments. Let’s bless each other by counting our blessings.

May this Holiday be special to each one of you!

Lots of Love,
Brittney Leigh

As is typical with Thanksgiving just around the corner, I’ve been thinking about the things I’m thankful for. Of course, such habits should be practiced every day of our lives, whether or not we are celebrating a holiday associated with giving thanks. But it seems so appropriate that a certain person’s birthday should fall on the week of Thanksgiving. When I think of this particular sweet gal, I can’t help but think thoughts of gratitude for having the privilege of knowing and sharing a friendship with such a dear, dear young lady.

Let’s wish our Rachel Marie a very happy 18th birthday. God has blessed my life greatly with her friendship, and I know you too have been blessed by her sweet spirit manifested in her various writings.

I love you, Flowergurl!

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PS!  Please check out my personal blog for a brief summary of my evening November the 18th, 2007… You’ll enjoy the pictures, words, and video (of Todd-), I promise.img_0009.jpg

Rachel Marie is a sweet young lady who loves the Lord with all her heart. She is keenly interested in the study of biblical womanhood and authored a well-noted article, Just a Girl Through & Through. Along with her gift of writing, her hobbies also include photography, flowers, sewing and a host of other avenues she uses to vent her creativity. Her heart beat is missions with a particular love for China.



In this corner of Wisconsin you know it’s the week of Thanksgiving by all the flecks of bright orange in the woods surrounding your property and the continual firing. It sounds like a war zone out there. Fortunately, it’s only deer hunting season. It is every Wisconsin dweller’s hope that after this season of rifle shots, the roads will be a little less treacherous with fewer deer to lend themselves to the obstacle courses known as highways around here.For those of you non-Wisconsin inhabitants, did you know that deer are the third most commonly struck objects in Wisconsin—other vehicles and fixed objects coming in first and second? There’s your trivia for today.

And in case you might happen to be wondering if I’m one of those neon orange-clad individuals with a big gun… I am not. And gladly so. I can sit in the warmth of indoors and sip coffee and wonder who would be so crazy as to want to be out all day in the biting wind traipsing through brambles or sitting in a frigid tree stand. Besides, I would feel pretty awful if it was my bullet that found it’s way into a deer’s hide and thusly ended its life. So I just keep the coffeepot fresh and make warm soups for hungry hunters and listen to all their tales of wounded big bucks with huge spreads that got away.

November nostalgia aside, I thought it would be interesting to see how many of our readers here on this feminine blog enjoy hunting—any kind of hunting. Perhaps some would argue that hunting is a man’s-only sport. I digress. I think it’s for anyone who enjoys it (which happens to knock me out of that category 🙂 ). What are your thoughts?

19-1.jpgApart from God, “the heart is deceitful above all things” (Jer. 17:9) A marriage-saving love is not within us. A friendship-preserving devotion cannot be found in our hearts. We need help from an outside source. A transfusion. Would we love as God loves? Then we start by receiving God’s love.

 We preachers have been guilty of skipping the first step. “Love each other!” we tell our churches. “Be patient, kind, forgiving,” we urge. But instructing people to love without telling them they are loved is like telling them to write a check without our making a deposit in their accounts. No wonder so many relationships are overdrawn. Hearts have insufficient love.

The secret to loving is living loved.

–Max Lucado

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