I’m all growed up…

So I’ve been working on a little something all week that I am super excited about…


It’s something I’ve been looking to do for a few years, but the timing never felt right. Then, I came across Squarespace as a host and felt like it was time to make a little leap into something new. You can read more about that decision on the new blog! So come on over to the new and improved Life Meets Grace at http://www.lifemeetsgrace.org.

Yup, .org

No pesky .wordpress.com

And not .com, because that was already taken :)

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February’s been over for a week (or more…oops), but it was a big month! Here’s what I read/heard/watched/and did:

I read:


Scary Close by Donald Miller: I loved this book and read it in one afternoon. It’s the story of how Don came face to face with some intimacy problems and what he learned as he got ready to marry his now-wife. It’s not a “do this” book. It reads more like a friend-telling-you-their-story book, and it really got me thinking about the walls I put up and how to break them down.

The Secret Life of Violet Grant by Beatriz Williams: This is a hilarious, on your toes, quick read. Vivian Schuyler gets a package addressed to a long lost aunt and finds out she murdered her husband and ran off with another man. It’s great historical fiction, heavy and light at the same time.

I heard:


The Medicine, Drew Holcomb & the Neighbors: Fantastic, Ryan Adams-y feel. We’ve been listening to this in the background at dinner.

Just Kids by Mat Kearney: Upbeat, dance around by yourself kinda music. Not my absolutely favorite of his albums, but still good.

“You Are Enough” by Sleeping at Last: I need this reminder every day, multiple times. Love this song.


I did:

Volunteer at If: Gathering, which was an exhausting, refreshing, encouraging time with the Lord and other fabulous women

Goals for March:

Cooking: Integrate 1 new veggie every week in our meals

Health: Avoid bread during breakfast and lunch, not just for weight but also because I always feel gross after eating it.

House: Finish decorating our bedroom (buy curtains and throw pillows, paint headboard and bedside tables, hang wall art)

Personal: Plan workouts and outfits for the week on Sunday night to avoid last minute fashion crises or boredom in the gym.

Marriage: Plan a weekend getaway for when Chris passes the Series 66 in 3 weeks!

There you have it! A lot of goals, but all ones I am excited to complete, not that I feel like I have to!

Forget It

I feel like a lot of the most life changing experiences you just stumbled into.

Three years ago someone told me to wear a shirt on Easter instead of going out and buying a new dress. The catch was the shirt should come from an organization where the money is used to help take care of orphans. $20 on a shirt instead of $40+ dollars on a dress. It even had a cute name—Forget the Frock. (If you don’t know, a frock is a southern word for an extra frilly dress you wear to church on Sundays). So you ditch the dress to feed an orphan on Easter Sunday.


I bought the shirt, I wore the shirt, and I kinda realized something: that the little everyday things are what’s going to change the orphan crisis. It seems backwards, it seems mixed up. You’d think you’d need a BIG voice and a BIG action to change the fact that 147 MILLION kids are without a mother or father. But what if all that starts with something teeny tiny? What if it starts with buying and wearing a shirt?

It’s like the If You Give A Mouse a Cookie book. You start with a shirt that looks pretty cool. You’re excited to wear it and match all your friends. (You’re also excited to not be wearing a suit on Easter, let’s be honest.) People ask you a question about your shirt, such as…what does “Forget the Frock” mean? You answer and realize you are using your clothes and your voice to say something more than, “I bought this on mega sale at JCPenny.” You are using your voice to speak out for someone who may never be heard. And it feels right.

You start hearing and seeing things that God said, like “Bring justice to the fatherless” and “Defend the rights of the poor and needy” and “Give justice to the weak and fatherless.” You start seeing Jesus as the original justice seeker with statements like “Feed my sheep.” You realize that if you really want to follow Jesus and live like He did you might need to get a little outside your comfort zone.

So you have a garage sale benefitting children in need. Maybe you invite the single mother across the road over for dinner. Maybe you visit a foreign country. Maybe you look at sponsoring a child.  Maybe you look into respite or foster care. Or maybe one day you even adopt.

And it all started with a little shirt you just stumbled into buying.


Today, Forget the Frock is launching their annual campaign to encourage people to ditch the dress and feed an orphan. Instead of buying new clothes this Easter, or wearing the same old same old, what if you bought a shirt that benefits an orphan? Find out more about FTF and find out what organizations are participating this year!


To walk into work every day and feel God’s presence in the details, the everyday, the ordinary.

It’s not the place, it’s not that it’s a ministry. It’s where your talents and gifts meet God’s passion. It’s a community of people loving each other and doing everything they can to serve others and lift Jesus high.

Sorry to get all introspective, but you’ve gotta know that this is possible! That God’s dreams in your heart aren’t going to lead to a dead end. That He’s going to use your Type A socially awkward self to connect people to His work around the world.

God led Chris and I to turn down a job at a place we loved with a paycheck that was super generous and comfortable. We had no idea what we were doing or where we were going. I had no idea why He was stirring a passion in my heart for missions and volunteer appreciation and event planning that seemed to go nowhere.

But then…well, He knew. And He knows for you, too. He’s got your dreams, your skills, your experience and passion. He’s going to walk you through jobs and places you feel like are dead ends until you turn a corner and see the beauty He has laid before you.

Okay, this got preachy and long fast. But I’ve just got to praise my God for this road He’s led me down and thank Him for His all knowing guidance and power.


It’s not a, “That’s a bad idea.” It’s not a “Maybe this will go better if you…” It’s a statement that seeking glory from people and believing God are two mutually exclusive things. They absolutely cannot coexist. Continue reading

Let’s Get it Right

Yesterday I sat down in reflective prayer with my new agenda book and began writing down my resolutions for the year. I began with categories: professional, physical, relational, and spiritual. An hour later, satisfied, I finished my list, confident in the list of things I wanted to accomplished. When I looked back over what I had written, I realized my extensive goals and steps for reaching them looked a little like this:


For real. My goals were to fix every little thing I don’t currently like about myself (spoiler alert: that list isn’t very short).

I was a little shocked, to be honest. This year has been a fight with the good ole’ Lord as he has pried every single finger of mine off the grand idea of Perfection. I thought we were mostly over it. I put up a good fight with all I had in me, but He won all three knock down drag out rounds, like He tends to do. But there it was again, disguised under the premise of yearly tradition. I stared right at it and saw that my deepest desire isn’t to know God better, to be a good wife, to even eradicate poverty. My deep dark desire is much less noble—I just wanna have it all together because somehow I think I’ll then be immune to sadness and discontent.

Today, I opened my SheReadsTruth app to find this:

“This year, instead of resolving to finally get it right, let’s resolve to walk with Him as He makes it right.

Instead of determining to get better, let’s determine to get closer to Him through His word.

Instead of making a list of all that we will do on our own, let’s notice all that He is already doing.”

Um, yeah, that sounds much better than my plans. The beauty of Jesus is that HE CAME TO DO THE WORK. So, yeah, I want to get things done this year. I want to lose the weight, write the book, get it right. But that’s not my focus. Instead, I’m resolving to walk with Him as He makes it right.

(And, yup, you better believe that quote is written in my shiny new planner.)

Freedom to Fly

This month, Show Hope is asking, What does it mean to be adopted by God? As I asked myself this question, I kept thinking about the things my parents are to me–a support, encouragement, protectors. I have been able to dream big because I know I have a safe place to fail. I think about the kids around the world who don’t have a safety net–they’re just trying to get through today on their own.

I am really blessed to have a daddy who has always believed in me. My dad has always pushed me and encouraged me. He has been a champion of women in ministry, fiercely protective of my calling to serve the Lord (When Chris asked my dad for his blessing to marry me, my dad’s first question was, “Are you going to be okay with Anna being in ministry?” That’s commitment). I think my dad always knew I was called to ministry, but he never, not once, pushed me that direction. My dad always told me, “You can be anything you want to be. You are so smart and talented. You can be anything.” I went to journalism camp, I took education classes, I had voice lessons. He let me explore other avenues, and was proud in each one. But I think he always knew I would end up serving vocationally in ministry, but quietly waited for God to call my heart loud enough where I couldn’t say no.

In high school, I made a series of dumb decisions that led me to a situation where I was over my head. My parents quietly warned me from the first warning sign, but they let me make the mistake. When I think back on that time, a time they saw very clearly when my vision was blurred, I can still feel the grace they showed me. When I realized I had been wrong, they held me as I cried and tried to put things back together. They never once said, “I knew it.” The embodiment of grace.

Having parents for me has meant having not only a safety net, but a diving board. I have a safe place where I can jump and spread my wings. I can try things, and I can fail. My heavenly father is the same way. He sometimes waits quietly in the background, waiting patiently for us to accept our calling. He is there when we fall apart to put us back together. He isn’t a father who says, “I TOLD you NOT to do THAT.” I’ve found the times in my life I felt I couldn’t get on my feet were the times I forgot God isn’t only a powerful, awe-inspiring being worthy of worship, but He is also the perfect Father, full of grace, never condescending.

Being adopted into God’s family means we have the freedom to try something and completely bomb. We have forgiveness when we go our own way. We have the chance to fly because we aren’t so scared of making a decision that we stay on the ground, clipping our own wings. We have the Father of Grace, who only gives good things, even when we’ve really messed up. We have grace, and abundantly, because that is our Father’s favorite gift to give.

Show Hope is an organization that cares for orphans around the world, bringing awareness to the specific issues orphans face and encouraging families to adopt by supplying grants. This month, they’re asking, What Does it Mean to be Adopted by God? Most orphans don’t have the same safety net that I did, and thus they aren’t free to try and fail…they are just trying to get the things they need to make it! Show Hope’s sponsorships allow for children’s needs to be met so they can dream big! Check them out here for more information.


So recently Chris and I did something crazy.

Like, pack up a UHaul and move halfway across the country crazy.

The last few weeks have been full of boxes, paint, and stress, but we are getting settled into our new little home (apartment) pretty nicely. We are loving our little area of the Dallas/Fort Worth area, but getting used to the HUGE lifestyle change.

The Good–

Dog parks, a million and one restaurants, getting to see my parents and brother, a new super awesome little apartment, finding a church

The Crazy–

Traffic, ALL the options, being away from Chris’ family and my sister

Overall, we are so excited about all that is going on right now. God is so good. There are about a million things I want to say, but those are other posts for other days. We are so thankful for you, family and friends! Stay posted as I write about our new job and new city adventures :)


December Goals

What in the world happened to November? It came and went and goals-wise, I did okay, I guess. I think I am going to try to be a little more specific and maybe a little more meaningful with my goals.

1. Have an amazing Thanksgiving. Check! We spent ours in Texas with my half of the family. Can’t wait to see them in a few weeks.

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2. Do the dishes every day. Besides a few days, we did okay on this one.

3. Read a book. Kind of check. I started Long Walk to Freedom, Nelson Mandela’s autobiography, and it is great so far.

4.  Find/make cheap Christmas decorations. Yes! I love my Christmas house.

5.  Plan a fun and unique date night with Chris. Um…does Taco Bell count?

6.  Keep a gratitude journal. Yes! I loved doing this. It was a great way to end each day.

So now, December goals!


1. Start a new Christmas tradition. No idea what, but I feel like it’ll be an important part of establishing me and Chris as a family, and a good way to not miss my family in Texas as much.

2.  Get a haircut. A year is just too long!

3.  Enjoy graduation and celebrate. I am hoping to celebrate graduation in some way—even a few days off doing nothing or some sort. Or getting a haircut. I live an exciting life.

4.  Eat more fruits and veggies. Not gonna lie, there will be lots of fudgie goodness going around the house this month, but I truly want to up my fruits and veggies.

5. Handle change with grace and faith. In the midst of many changes around here, I want to truth in the Lord and not be a giant ball of stress and worry.


So what about you? What are some goals you have for December?

This month is pretty low key as I am gearing up for some major changes, so I bet January will have more specific goals for both the year and the month.