Thursday, May 31, 2012

[oh my soul]

We sang this at my church this past Sunday. Enjoy a glimpse into the heart of our church.
(note: the fellow singing is just a youTube video I found. He's quite talented, yes?)
Bless the Lord, oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

The sun comes up
It's a new day dawning
It's time to sing your song again
Whatever may pass and whatever lies before me
Let me be singing when the evening comes

Bless the Lord, oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

You're rich in love and you're slow to anger
Your name is great and your heart is kind
For all your goodness I will keep on singing
10,000 reasons for my heart to find

Bless you Lord!

Bless the Lord, oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

And on that day when my strength is failing
The end draws near and my time has come
Soon my soul will sing your praise unending
10,000 years and then forever more

Bless the Lord, oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name

Words by Matt Redman
Youtube Video: Brian Wahl Band

Monday, May 28, 2012


me circa 1985
It's after midnight.

I turn 28 today.
28 on the 28th.
28 on the actual holiday I was born on.

According to my dad the only thing missing this week is a solar eclipse.

I feel older.

Not wiser.

Not better.

But closer to the me that I am supposed to be.
One step closer to becoming Jade.

Happy Birthday to me.

Me: From a wedding on Saturday. Looking the most grown up that I've ever looked.

Friday, May 11, 2012

where the wildflowers are

There is a park that I pass by often as I run errands here and there. I've often noticed the strange arrangement of newly planted oak trees, and wondered who thought to plant 6+ trees in a circle like that. The trees are adorable, barely 5 or so feet high. Some smaller than others. The park itself is nothing special. I never would think to take the little dears there when we have a perfectly adequate fort in our own backyard and a creek down the street to explore when we wish.

But the other day something about the park caught my eye. Someone had recently mowed the entire park and field, but left the interior of the trees alone. Inside the circle of trees, to my extreme delight, were wildflowers!!

Wildflower season is my favorite season. I know that I blather on and on about mountains and the snow, but truly, the small window of Spring that South Texas holds is truly a remarkable sight to see. It is often overlooked, mostly because it swiftly passes. Texas, well South Texas, is hot and humid and sticky nearly 9 months out of the year. The month of November becomes mild and cool. December and January and MAYBE February brings us lower 60's temperatures. MAYBE. And then March hits and the wildflowers begin blooming life into our generally mundane landscape. It is fleeting though. The high temperatures begin to slowly creep in. The rains damage the flowers. And our ghastly wind rips through, destroying any sort of beauty they once held.  And every Spring, as the coldness seeps away, my heart leaps at the sight of the raucous color that begins to line our roads and blanket our fields. My soul becomes alive and I feel as if ANYTHING is possible. Of course I would feel that way when so much depth can be found in those budding blooms. Rebirth. Resurrection. Renewal. NEW life! What a pleasure. What joy.

Of course, by April, many of the blooms are browning. Seeding for the next year. Then they turn to dust. Or get mowed. Wildflowers in May is a rarity. Mainly because we have such hot seasons. Even winter is on the milder side. What winter?

So you can understand my insane delirium when I spotted the small garden of wildflowers encircled by those darling little trees. Wesley thought I'd gone mad when I pulled over and lept out of the car with my iphone to snap a shot. I went nuts. And he, too, became excited. He's a lover of flowers like his parents.

The next day, I dragged my family out in the rain (Nate had a half hour window for us--he had a paper to write) and we took some impromptu family pictures. I knew we were in for some crazy storms this week, so I was terrified that the flowers would be destroyed in the high winds and hail. (Note: I have yet to drive by to see if last night's storm ruined my little pixie hollow)

We had so much fun. It was quick. Ridiculous. Hilarious. Ah, but it was fun. And a special shout out to Jamie + Lei for meeting us in the rain to snag a shot of the four of us.

I'm just so overwhelmed with gratitude right now. Life is full of storms. But having a family to weather the rain and lightning and thunder with is such a magnificent gift. Nathan and I have always said, "I love you, through the sunshine and the shade". We are with the other. Heart. And soul. It reminds me that there are people, young and old, who are without the nurturing necessity of family. I need to give more. I need to share more. I need to open up those corridors in my heart that have been long locked up by selfishness and vanity. 

Love is like wildflowers; It's often found in the most unlikely places.  
 --R.W. Emerson

No matter how chaotic it is, wildflowers will still spring up 
in the middle of nowhere.  -Sheryl Crow

drinking in the beauty,

Tuesday, May 08, 2012

Week one

My brand new copy of Veronica Roth's newest book!

The first week of May was a long, exhausting road for us. I'm thankful that it's behind us, but still grieve the swiftness of time's passing. Days are not things to wish away, and I never want to be that kind of person. So even though it was a rough one for the darling love and myself, I'm grateful.

In the first week of one of my favorite months:
  • My adorable husband fell ill. With severe flu-like symptoms. Fever. Chills. The works.
  • My kids and myself (praise God) were spared from it. Whew.
  • I shot pictures at a Golf Tournament for the camp that I love. (SO fun!)
  • I shot pictures at a wedding (that was so very impressive) on Cinco de Mayo!
  • I shot bridals of a stunning young woman. Someone I respect and love.
  • We had small group at our home. Without childcare = chaos! Love <3
  • We had a nice little visit from my brother. (Who came to town for the BFF's bday)
  • We celebrated the best friend's birthday. With her favorites: cookie cake and burgers.
  • I read the second book of the Divergent trilogy :) Excited about Book Club next week.
  • I edited, edited, edited. 
  • Nate worked till 2:30am on Friday night at the King's Ball, only to get up for the golf tourney at 6:45am on Saturday.
 Those are just the MAIN things that happened. Needless to say, it was a wacky week. The worst of it being Nate getting sick. Whenever my man is not 100%, life in our house goes berserk. Mainly ME.

I can't stand him being in bed, unable to live life fully and joyfully. It makes me so thankful for the other 360 days a year that he is healthy. I kept him quarantined to our bedroom and kept the little men away from him. They were sad, and missed him, but boy! was it sweet the morning Nate woke up feeling better and made us all pancakes! Love that man.

Oh. And since we are being slowly introduced to the world of Star Wars (we ARE going to have a movie marathon at the OC soon) we celebrated Star Wars Day on Friday. :)

So now it's time to gear up to all the crazy that is ahead for us. :) And to anticipate it with joy!
xo, jade...

Tuesday, May 01, 2012


The cute husband and I don't like coffee. There was a brief time in college that I forced myself to drink it, because I thought that's what you're supposed to do. And even now, I can drink a white chocolate mocha with tons of whip and extra chocolate, but it loses the "coffee". We DO own a coffee maker, though. For my mom and my bff Jamie who are coffee connoisseurs. The smell of coffee is so good and familiar to me (probably because of mom) but I always burn it when I try to make it. At Zephyr, in the days when I worked in the kitchen, I used to get hollared at by my boss because I would ALWAYS forget to make the coffee, then I would forget to CLEAN the coffee pots.

One of my spectacular skies during a coffee date
 This past week has been full of coffee dates for me. I always try to spend quality time with people when they ask for it (AKA no kids running about, my attention solely on them) Quality time is definitely one of my love languages, so why not put it on the top of my list of To Do's for others?

Two of the people I spent time with were high school mates who love me in spite of my flaws. That's the beautiful thing about kinship; near or far, when we get together, it's good conversation. Healthy for the soul, and it pleases the heart of God. We marvel at where the past 10 or 15 years have brought us. We celebrate the future promises that God has placed on our hearts, and we delight in friendship.

Another friend of mine that I had coffee with is a lightning bolt. She lights up the night sky with her passionate faith and humility. She is brave and selfless. Spending time with her is good for my heart. Good for ME.

The cute husband and I are so blessed to have people on this planet to live life with. They sharpen us individually, and they sharpen us as one. We celebrate the community, the kinsmen, that we run, stumble, and dance through life with. My friend Amanda calls those people her "tribe" and I just love it.

So celebrate the people in your life today that you cling to as you walk through the sunshine and the shade. Celebrate them. Love them. Cherish them. Spur them on.

Loved and loving,
.....xo, jade

“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 10:24-25