Saturday, December 31, 2011

Safe and Sound

I feel as though I ought to be a little more emotional, a little more sentimental tonight. I'm seeing cheers for the New Year ringing across my iPhone screen, but it's very subdued and quiet in my little blue house tonight. My cute husband is out serving the people of our city, doing what he can to make a difference in the world. I have both our boys tucked away in bed. And here I sit, eating a bowl of cereal, switching forth between Words with Friends, re-reading my favorite books, and checking the computer for something...anything. My best friends are scattered, my brother was here briefly, entertaining the boys with nerf guns and bug farms...

But now it's quiet. And my eyes are sleepy (and I'm battling a head cold). And my heart is full of the miraculous, beautiful, and memorable ups and downs that 2011 brought. Quiet reflection. Marveling at how quickly the year has passed. How far we've come and how our journeys are further still.

I would be lying to you if I said I was cheerfully welcoming in 2012. It may be that I am ringing in the new year by myself (and a bowl of captain crunch).

But truly. I know I am not alone. It's a quiet rebuff from the Maker of love and thunder...I am not alone this night. The new adventure of a new  year lays before my little family and I can only look back and be thankful and look ahead and be expectant.

So here's to a sweet night to myself, reading, meditating, and praising the Maker above for the days past, and the new days ahead.


PS here is my current favorite song...

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Be Merry. Be Bright.

Gather 'round, ye children, come
Listen to the old, old story
Of the pow'r of death undone
By an infant born of glory
Son of God, Son of Man
Gather 'round, remember now
How creation held its breath
How it let out a sigh
And it filled up the sky with the angels
Son of God, Son of Man

So sing out with joy for the brave little boy
Who was God, but he made himself nothing
Well he gave up his pride and he came here to die
Like a man
Therefore God exalted him
To the place of highest praises
And he gave him a name above every name
That at the very name of Jesus, Son of God

We would sing out with joy for the brave little boy
Who was God, but he made himself nothing
Well he gave up his pride and he came here to die
Like a man
So in heav'n and earth and below
Every knee would bow and worship
And ev'ry tongue would proclaim
That Jesus, He reigns with the angels

So sing out with joy for the brave little boy
Who was God but he made himself nothing
Well he gave up his pride and he came here to die
Like a man
So gather 'round, ye children come
Listen to the old, old story
Of the power of death undone
By an infant born of glory
Son of God, Son of Man

Saturday, December 24, 2011

{on Christmas}

No, the Bible isn’t a book of rules or a book of heroes.  
The Bible is most of all a story.  
It’s an adventure story about a young hero who comes from a far country to win back His lost treasure.  
It’s a love story about a brave prince who leaves His palace, His throne, everything to rescue the one He loves.  
It’s like the most wonderful of fairy tales that has come true in real life.   
You see, the best thing about this story is:  it’s true. 

There are lots of stories in the Bible, but all the stories are telling one big story:  the story of how God loves His children and comes to rescue them.  
It takes the whole Bible to tell this story, and at the center of the story is a baby.  
Every story in the Bible whispers His name.  
He is like the missing piece in a puzzle.  
The piece that makes all the other pieces fit together, and suddenly you can see a beautiful picture.
An excerpt from the Children's Storybook Bible written by Sally Lloyd Jones

I may or may not find a moment to jump on here tomorrow on Christmas day.

So if I miss you... Happy Christmas, to you & yours. If you haven't, I still encourage you to download the Behold the Lamb of God album by Andrew Peterson. You will not regret it.

xo, jade...

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Color Me Jade


Since Christmas is only days away, I just wanted to remind you beautiful Corpus Christi folk that I have 10 pieces of art hanging in Coffee Waves (the downtown location next to Exec Surf Club). Some are old. Some are new. Some are pink. Some are blue. Some are small. Some are tall. But all are by me and as fun as can be!

How cheesy was that? :)

 Either way, cheese or no cheese, go check them out before I take them down next week! I happen to love a lot of them and have heard some sweet compliments from some sweet, sweet friends about them. Thanks for the love, yall. Thanks for the love. <3

Oh and get yourself a hot chocolate.
Mmmm....i love Coffee Waves hot chocolate.

Go check 'em out! And tell your friends.

xo, jade...

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Hannah and Andrew

Just popping in to check how you all are doing!

And I also wanted to throw a quick message out to you today as you prepare for the holiday this weekend.

One of my high school best friends has an older sister who was a mentor to me through those beautiful, awkward teenage years. I always marveled at his relationship with his sweet, nurturing sister, because it wasn't the sort of sibling relationship you often would see. They were a team and it encouraged me in ways they never knew of. I loved his family deeply and though we drifted apart after graduation, they have always had a special place nestled deep in my heart.

When his older sister was arrested for murder years later, I knew she was innocent. I avoided the news at all cost because I knew it was lies that were being spewed from their hateful lips. She is an angel and a person I desperately wanted to emmulate. As a wife. And as a mom. As a woman who fought for Jesus with her whole heart.

I was a newlywed when she was imprisoned for a charge that I knew to be false.
Now I'm a mother of two and she is still serving her life sentence while her 5 beautiful babies wait for her to come home.

If you want to give me a present for Christmas, it's this:

Read this article and do what you can for Hannah.

She is still mentoring me to this day. Even from behind prison bars. She is still teaching me how to be a wife. A mother. But most importantly, she is still teaching me how to love the Lord with all my heart.

Read this. Please.

You can also go to this website and write a letter to the powers that be and cry out for her release

Thank you for reading this.
Thank you Texas Monthly for the article.
And thank you Nate Saenz for being my friend all those years ago.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Don't miss this

On Sunday my cute husband whirled me away to Austin, Tx where I was able to see my favorite artist (and many of my other favorites) performing.

To say that it was anything but perfect would be blasphemy. It truly was one of the most special moments for me. Right now I cannot even begin to explain the wellspring of joy that sparkled within me as I sat in that auditorium.

I DO want to write a full length retelling of the evening for you and I would like to share with you all the different artists and the gifts that they bring to their sweet circle of friendship and what they mean to me. (Yes, i said that in one breath)

But I won't do that now.
I just wanted to share with you quickly how this one particular album BEHOLD THE LAMB OF GOD is played in my home each morning and how this mornig I woke with frustration building up in my heart, and negativity dying to escape my lips.

It's true. There is no reason at all for my attitude.

I put this album on  (like I do every morning) while I prayed and made breakfast for my little explorers and I was overcome with emotion of the music and the reality of the words. It's exactly what I needed.

If you don't own this album, close this window and buy it. You need to do this for yourself.

{side-note: there is also a remarkable book by Russ Ramsey that is an advent calendar of sorts. It's beautiful, truthful, and is a great companion to this that too}

Saturday, December 03, 2011

[A wee bit of trim]

This is finally happening in our little blue house.

Ah, Christmas, you sure sparkle.

I'm thankful for my husband who reminds me what Christmas is really about. 
He is a mountain mover like no other.

<3 I love you, husband. You have no idea.
Christmastime 2011

xo, jade....