12 great blog posts from 2012

Happy New Year to you! With just a few hours left in 2012, I thought it time to go ahead and share 12 great blog posts from 2012. The list isn’t complete by any stretch, but these posts have stuck with me for one reason or another.

Great Blog Reads 2012

To those of you who wrote these posts, thank you for sharing your honest and influential voice. And now, some great reads from 2012:

1. Always do Your Best (and 2 Other Olympic Sized Lies) by Stephen Martin at Messy Quest

2. In Which You are Loved and You Are Free by Sarah Bessey

3. Grief, 3 Little Girls, and God Somewhere by Guy Delcambre for A Deeper Family

4. Live in Today, Not Tomorrow by Kelly Sauer

5. Downward Mobility by Shaun Groves

6. Decorating Truths From a 15-Year-Old Tanzanian Boy by The Nester at Nesting Place

7. The Post That is Hard to Write by Hayley Morgan at The Tiny Twig

8. The Children Have Spoken by Rachel Macy Stafford at Hands Free Mama

9. Enough: Or, Why We Should All Be Laughing Hysterically in the Magazine Aisle by Rachel Held Evans

10. Starting Now? The End to the Cynicism by Ann Voskamp

11. One Way God Never Speaks by Shannan Martin at Flower Patch Farm Girl

12. Connect or Miss Out by Gary Morland, Dot Connector

. . . and because I can’t leave this one out, but also can’t put it on the list because then it would be 13, I offer you one to grow on: I Can’t Pick a Movie by Annie Downs for (in)courage. You’re welcome.

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the courage we all so desperately need

The starfish sits on our dining room table, a few feet away from the white Christmas tree I found at the Goodwill. There is a lot of white in that room and I like it that way.

White is the color of space.

And so we head into 2013 in a few days and I find myself longing for the beach already. I do odd things in the midst of change, in the shifting from the right-now to the will-be. I tend to rush ahead to the next thing, but I don’t do it as much as I used to.

Sit, girl. Stay in the place where you are.

Tomorrow (Saturday) I will stand in front of hundreds of college students and speak out loud about the things I know for sure – the grace and love God has for his people. I speak at 2 EST. Pray for courage?

Even as I write that, I think of Newtown, I think of Jennie’s friend Sarah in a hospital in Texas, I think of Nish giving birth to a brand new baby girl in Utah, I think of home here in North Carolina. There is much to grieve and there is much to celebrate, all at the same time.

Jesus is the courage we all so desperately need, no matter what we’re doing.

May your weekend be filled with thoughtful reflection and hopeful anticipation.

for your Christmas

May your Christmas be filled with laughter. As you miss those who can’t be with you, as you feel the truth of where you are right now, as you move through the packing and the cooking and the coming together, may the miracle of Christmas carry a lightness into the center of your being.

The world is broken, but Christ has come. Light wins. Hope lives. And the souls of the saints breathe a sigh of sweet relief. Enjoy your Christmas, friends.

how to reset your internal clock in time for Christmas

Over the past 35 years, I’ve watched my parents do things that have made me laugh, think, and roll my eyes. But when I first heard about this thing my dad does in the mornings, I knew I was going to have to start doing it too.

Four days before Christmas, while the kitchen is filled up with newly bought groceries, the kids spend their last day at school before break, the tree hangs on to drying pine needles, I need to remember how to reset my internal clock in the midst of the hurried bustle, the quiet grief from the events of last Friday, and the deep longing for Immanuel.

Want to know how to reset your internal clock, too? I’ll tell you over at (in)courage.