Causey Chit Chat

Rise Up & Walk

2011-03-11T09:08:00.006-06:00

This morning I heard a portion of this letter being read over the radio and it really ministered to me. Spalatin had given wrong advice to another pastor that was contrary to God's Word. Spalatin could not forgive himself for his sin and therefore became depressed and unable to move froward. Can anyone relate? I think so. Luther does not make little of Spalatin's sin, but rather boast in the grace of God. It's a rather long letter, but I think it's worth slowly digesting and processing.

Grace and peace from God in Christ and the consolations of the Holy Spirit to my worthy master in Christ, George Spalatin, superintendent of the churches in Misnia, most faithful pastor of Altenburg, my beloved in the Lord. Amen.

My dearest Spalatin, I heartily sympathize with you and earnestly pray our Lord Jesus Christ to strengthen you and give you a cheerful heart. I should like to know, and am making diligent inquiries to find out, what your trouble may be or what has caused your breakdown. I am told by some that it is nothing else than depression and heaviness of heart, caused by the matrimonial affair of a parson who was publicly united in marriage to the stepmother of his deceased wife. If this is true, I beseech you most urgently not to become self-centered and heed the thoughts and sensations of your own heart, but to listen to me, your brother, who is speaking to you in the name of Christ. Otherwise your despondency will grow beyond endurance and kill you; for St. Paul says, 2 Cor. 7:10: ‘The sorrow of the world worketh death.’ I have often passed through the same experience and witnessed the same in 1540, in the case of Magister Philip, who was nearly consumed by heaviness of heart and despondency on account of the landgrave’s affair. However, Christ used my tongue to raise him up again. I say this on the supposition that you have sinned and are partly to blame for the aforementioned marriage, because you approved it.

Yea, I shall go further and say: Even if you had committed more numerous and grievous sins in this present and other instances than Manasseh, the king of Judah, whose offenses and crimes could not be eradicated throughout his posterity down to the time when Jerusalem was destroyed, while your offense is very light, because it concerns a temporal interest and can be easily remedied; nevertheless, I repeat it, granted you are to blame, are you going to worry yourself to death over it and by thus killing yourself commit a still more horrible sin against God?

It is bad enough to know that you made a mistake in this matter. Now do not let your sin stick in your mind, but get rid of it. Quit your despondency, which is a far greater sin. Listen to the blessed consolation which the Lord offers you by the prophet Ezekiel, who says, chap. 33:11: ‘As I live, saith the Lord God, I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but that the wicked turn from his way and live.’ Do you imagine that only in your case the Lord’s hand is shortened? Is. 59:1. Or has He in your case alone forgotten to be gracious and shut up His tender mercies? Ps. 77:10. Or are you the first man to aggravate his sin so awfully that henceforth there is no longer a High Priest who can be touched with the feeling of our infirmities? Heb. 4:15. Do you consider it a new marvel when a person living this life in the flesh, with innumerable arrows of so many devils flying about him, is occasionally wounded and laid prostrate?

It seems to me, my dear Spalatin, that you have still but a limited experience in battling against sin, an evil conscience, the Law, and the terrors of death. Or Satan has removed from your vision and memory every consolation which you have read in the Scriptures. In days when you were not afflicted, you were well fortified and knew very well what the office and benefits of Christ are. To be sure, the devil has now plucked from your heart all the beautiful Christian sermons concerning the grace and mercy of God in Christ by which you used to teach, admonish, and comfort others with a cheerful spirit and a great, buoyant courage. Or it must surely be that heretofore you have been only a trifling sinner, conscious only of paltry and insignificant faults and frailties.

Therefore my faithful request and admonition is that you join our company and associate with us, who are real, great, and hard-boiled sinners. You must by no means make Christ to seem paltry and trifling to us, as though He could be our Helper only when we want to be rid from imaginary, nominal, and childish sins. No, no! That would not be good for us. He must rather be a Savior and Redeemer from real, great, grievous, and damnable transgressions and iniquities, yea, from the very greatest and most shocking sins; to be brief, from all sins added together in a grand total.

Dr. Staupitz comforted me on a certain occasion when I was a patient in the same hospital (in the same situation) and suffering the same affliction as you, by addressing me thus: Aha! you want to be a painted sinner and, accordingly, expect to have in Christ a painted Savior. You will have to get used to the belief that Christ is a real Savior and you a real sinner. For God is neither jesting nor dealing in imaginary affairs, but He was greatly and most assuredly in earnest when He sent His own Son into the world and sacrificed Him for our sakes, etc. Rom. 8:32; John 3:16. These and similar reflections, drawn from consolatory Bible-texts, have been snatched from your memory by the accursed Satan, and hence you cannot recall them in your present great anguish and despondency.

For God’s sake, then, turn your ears hither, brother, and hear me cheerfully singing—me, your brother, who at this time is not afflicted with the despondency and melancholy that is oppressing you and therefore is strong in faith, so that you, who are weak and harried and harassed by the devil, can lean on him for support until you have regained your old strength, can bid defiance to the devil, and cheerfully sing: ‘Thou hast thrust sore at me that I might fall; but the Lord helped me.’ Ps. 118:13. Imagine now that I am Peter holding out my hand to you and saying to you: ‘In the name of Jesus Christ, rise up and walk.’ Acts 3:6. For I know I am not mistaken, nor is the devil talking through me; but since I am laying the Word of Christ before you, it is Christ who speaks to you through me and bids you obey and trust your brother who is of the same household of faith. It is Christ that absolves you from this and all your sins, and I am a partaker of your sin by helping you to bear up under it.

See that you accept and appropriate to yourself the comfort I am offering you; for it is true, certain, and reliable, since the Lord has commanded me to communicate it to you and bidden you to accept it from me. For if even I am cut to the quick by seeing you in such awful distress because of your deep melancholy, it gives God a far greater displeasure to behold it; for ‘He is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness, and repenteth Him of the evil.’ Joel 2:13. Therefore do not turn away from him who is coming to comfort you and announce the will of God to you and who hates and abominates your despondency and melancholy as a plague of Satan. Do not by any means permit the devil to portray Christ to you differently from what He is in truth. Believe the Scripture, which testifies that He ‘was manifested that He might destroy the works of the devil.’ 1 John 3:8. Your melancholy is a work of the devil, which Christ wants to destroy if you will only let Him. You have had your fill of anguish; you have sorrowed enough; you have exceeded your penance. Therefore, do not refuse my consolation; let me help you.

Behold my faithful heart, dear Spalatin, in dealing with you and speaking to you. I shall consider it the greatest favor that I have ever received from you if you allow the comfort which I am offering you, or rather the absolution, pardon, and restoration of the Lord Christ, to abide in you. If you do this, you will, after your recovery, be forced to confess yourself that you have offered the most pleasing and acceptable sacrifice to the Lord by your obedience; for Ps. 147:11 it is written: ‘The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear Him, in those that hope in His mercy’; again, in Ps. 34:18: ‘The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart and saveth such as are of a contrite spirit’; and in Ps. 51:17: ‘The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise.’ Therefore let the accursed devil with his despondency scamper away like a whipped dog. He wants to make me sad on your account; he wants to blast my joy in the Lord; yea, if he could, he would swallow us all up at one gulp. May Christ, our Lord, rebuke and chastise him, and may He strengthen, comfort, and preserve you by His Spirit! Amen.

Comfort your wife with these and your own more effectual words. I have not the leisure to write also to her.

Given at Zeitz, August 21, A. D. 1544.
Your Martin Luther.

Open Palms

2011-03-10T12:59:00.005-06:00

This lenten prayer is my heart's cry, but too often my flesh cries out for something entirely different.

The dearest idol I have known,
Whatever that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,
and worship only thee…

- William Cowper, “O For a Closer Walk with God”

It's Coming

2011-03-09T17:05:00.006-06:00

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The Village: God of Victory "Teaser" from The Village Church on Vimeo.

Preparing

2011-03-09T14:44:00.003-06:00

The Cross did not happen to Jesus: He came on purpose for it. He is “the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world.” The whole meaning of the Incarnation is the Cross. Beware of separating God manifest in the flesh from the Son becoming sin. The Incarnation was for the purpose of Redemption. God became incarnate for the purpose of putting away sin; not for the purpose of Self-realization. The Cross is the centre of Time and of Eternity, the answer to the enigmas of both.

Oswald Chambers

On My List

2011-03-09T10:37:00.001-06:00

Leaving on a boat for 6 days on Monday and I am drooling just thinking about lounging on the deck under the sun and READING. Lots of books on my wish list right now. Which one should I pick to read while we are circling the gulf?

Christa Black is a wonderful recording artist and I fell in love with her song titled, God Loves Ugly, several years ago. Now that she turned her lyrics into a book makes my heart happy!

Ann Voskamp may be one of my favorite authors of all time. She has an unbelievable way with words and most often leavings me yearning for more of Jesus. You can find her blog here.

The Pioneer Woman tells her love story?! Yes, please!

I have dying to read Angie's book since it was available for pre-order. I still have yet to get my hands on it. I blame Amberton University. I can't even believe that Angie is already about to have another book available for pre-order. I want this one too!

Every Season

2011-03-04T11:35:00.005-06:00

This week I have been painfully aware of people in my life who are hurting. And yet, many are rejoicing under the same sky.

Tonight there will be:

Tears caught by pillows.
Prayers uttered for mercy.
Depression that wraps round like a blanket.
Anger that swells like the sea.
Sadness that seems to bury the soul.
Selfishness that has the sting of a scorpin.
Darkness that takes away years of smiles.
Loss that shakes the foundation of faith.
Devestation that crushes flat the mountain.
Dignity stripped away in the clap of thunder.
Confusion that steals any glimpse of rational.

And there will be:

Glasses clinking in celebration.
Hearts discovering one another.
Flowers blooming after the long winter.
Cries of new life.
Joy that bubbles like boiling water.
Peace that covers life snow.
Long embraces wrapped in lovers arms.
Rejoicing that comes with the morning.
Healing that has been long awaited.
Glowing that outshines the sun.
Warmth that thaws the hardest of hearts.

Consider what God has done:
Who can straighten what he has made crooked?
When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider this:
God has made the one as well as the other.
Therefore, no one can discover anything about their future.
Ecclesiastes 7:13-14

Mercy & Goodness | Devotion

2011-03-03T09:05:00.001-06:00

From Devotional Classics, written by Brother Lawrence from The Practice of the Presence of God.

I imagine myself as the most wretched of all, full of sores and sins, and one who has committed all sorts of crimes against the king. Feeling a deep sorrow, I confess to him all of my sins, I ask forgiveness, and I abandon myself into his hands so that he may do with me what he pleases.

This king, full of mercy and goodness, very far from chastening me, embraces me with love, invites me to feast at his table, serves me with his own hands, and gives me the key to his treasures. He converses with me, and takes delight in me, and treats me as if I were his favorite. This is how I imagine myself from time to time in his holy presence.

'Round the Bend

2011-03-02T12:35:00.005-06:00

Several weeks ago, I arrived to class early just as I always do. I had been fighting off nausea all day and just felt miserable. I went to my professor's office early to let him know that if I left class early, it was due to a weak stomach. He sent me home and said that several other classmates had reported the same thing and he did not want me spreading the love to anyone else.

I was thankful to go home and rest, but I also knew that I would have to fight rush-hour traffic to make it there. I decided that I would try to take the back roads. I had done it once before, with the help of my GPS. I looked down at my phone - it would die any minute. But I decided to risk it. I tossed my phone into my purse, knowing there was no time to pull up directions.

As I started home, things looked somewhat familiar. I kept looking for landmarks and roads that I had seen on my previous journey. Eventually I ended up in an area that I couldn't say I had seen or hadn't seen before. I kept driving straight. "Surely this will lead me to the tollway", I thought to myself. But it never did. As I headed into the hills of uncharted territory and back country roads that are idyllic for a Sunday afternoon drive, I said a prayer. "Lord, lead me home. Let me be still and quiet enough to hear your voice. Don't let me take one, wrong road.".

I pushed my nausea down, along with the volume to my radio and I paid careful attention to my drive. It was so quiet and peaceful. There was something beautiful about knowing that only the Lord and I knew where I was in that moment. Not a soul out there knew that I was twisting and turning into towns not my own.

I never became completely confident that I was headed in the right direction, let alone was on the right road. But I pushed on, determined not to stop to ask for directions. Not because I didn't want to, but because I wanted to hear from the Lord more. And not some audible voice that guided me to turn left or to turn right, but to just hear something in my heart from Him.

I encountered dozens of streets. Dozens of decisions. And on my final stretch home, I passed a street that had I taken five turns backs, would have put me in my driveway much earlier.

And there it was. So quiet, that I might have missed it as quickly as my car passed by the street sign.

He spoke.

I did not get home the quickest or shortest way available, but I got home just the same. At the end of the night I sat parked in my garage in awe that He had granted my plea, I had not taken one wrong road.

Every twist and turn along the way led me to the place I so desired, home.

He has watched over your journey through this vast wilderness. These forty years the LORD your God has been with you, and you have not lacked anything. Deuteronomy 2:7

For a deeper look: Hinds Feet on High Places

Exposed

2011-03-02T09:27:00.001-06:00

Larry and I spent Sunday reading excerpts from Jeremy Taylor's, The Rules and Exercises of Holy Living (regarding humility). Everything we read was powerful. I would stop reading every few sentences with jaw dropped open. Taylor has much insight into the motives of our hearts, and at times I felt completely stripped down and naked. The quote below is a good example. I strongly encourage you pick up this book for more.

Never say anything, directly or indirectly, that will provoke praise or elicit compliments from others. Do not let your praise be the intended end of what you say. If it so happens that someone speaks well of you in the midst of a conversation, you are not to stop the conversation. Only remember this: do not let praise for yourself be the design of your conversations. (Devotional Classics, page 270)

-Jeremy Taylor

What's In a Name? | Blog post from Superwife Productions

2011-01-30T08:09:00.002-06:00

Here is a post that wrote for SWP on how we decided on the name Superwife Productions. :)

Since we launched Superwife, we've received a number of questions related to it's name. We are often asked, "How did you come up with the name Superwife?" As Larry's wife, this can be a difficult question to answer, as I immediately want to make a disclosure statement assuring people that I am by no means "superwife". So, here is a little story of how SWP came to be.

Larry and I were married in May of 2009. About a month after being married, I noticed that Larry still had me programmed in his phone as Courtney Coker and this just did not seem fitting. So, with batting eyelashes I hinted that an adoring nickname was in order since I was after all his new blushing bride. A couple of weeks later I noticed that he had changed my name to Superwife. Ah, much better, I thought to myself.
Fast forward to October. Larry threw me my very own surprise party and premiered our long-awaited wedding video. At the end of the video, Superwife Productions flashed across the screen, along with the sound effect of a big, wet kiss. [Swoon]. I loved it and it meant something really special to me - and he knew that it would.

Okay, fast forward again. Last year Larry was asked to do a wedding video for his friend Dustin Maddux and his bride-to-be, Heather Cunningham. We were thrilled about the opportunity. As we began to prepare for their wedding, it made sense that we could use Superwife Productions for their big day as well. It was during this time that we were beginning to brainstorm about building Larry's freelance business. As time went on and the business began to take shape, we had many, many discussions about potential business names, but we just kept coming back to Superwife.

And that's it, really. It's just a name, born out a husband wanting to encouraging and spur on his wife with a silly nickname.

But to prove I am no superwife, I will first direct you to Proverbs 31. Nothing will humble a woman quicker than this Proverbial woman. Secondly, I will leave you with a quick top-ten list of some of the things that keep me in superwife-in-training status:

1. I leave mounds and mounds of clothes piled up for weeks at a time, rather than hanging them in their rightful place.

2. Larry does way more dishes than I do.

3. I leave the toothpaste cap off - always.

4. A go to bed at 10p. And I have a night owl husband.

5. I can be a very bad listener, particularly when Hoarders is on.

6. I have been known to be much more temperamental than Larry. Who isn't though?

7. I might do leave hair on the shower wall occasionally.

8. I regard macaroni-and-cheese as a complete meal.

9. I leave a trail of my belongings from the bottom of the stairs on up.

10. I spend a lot of our hard-earned money on coca-cola at Sonic.

Superwife Productions | Dallas/Ft. Worth Videographer

2011-01-27T12:04:00.007-06:00

Hi friends,

It has been a long time since I have posted, but here I am! I just wanted to give you all a quick announcement.

In early January we soft launched Larry's new business, Superwife Productions. This is a place where Larry can direct people to his video work and begin to increase his freelance business. When we initially launched, we had included that in addition to helping Larry with business operations, I would also be offering creative design services, such as websites, logos, promotional materials, etc. In a very short of time, I realized that I am maxed out. It would be so silly for me to take on any additional work right now. (We only have one night a week to see each other as it is, but I will save that sob story for another time). I have since removed myself from this role and will only be helping with Larry on SWP's business operations, communications and marketing. I am still interested in doinf creative design when I have time, but I am mainly devoting my energy to my counseling efforts and hope to quickly begin accruing my hours after graduation in May (ahem...a mere 16 weeks away.)

Anyway, back to SWP. If you know of anyone looking for a shooter/editor (videographer), please feel free to pass them on to Larry - we are heavily relying on word-of-mouth referrals at this point. He is currently accepting projects for adventure, documentary, legacy, narratives, weddings, ministry and whatever else you may have in mind. I am dying for him to do a "Day in the Life" family session!

There are a number of places that you can connect with SWP - please help spread the love about SWP.
Website | Blog | Youtube | Facebook | Twitter

We love you!

Merry Christmas from The Causeys

2010-12-07T16:11:00.003-06:00

We sure are wishing everyone a Merry Christmas from McKinney! It has been such a long time since I have posted, but I have been greatly enjoying some much needed rest after having such an intense semester at school. Since I last posted, I passed my departmental (praise God) and completed my time at Freedom Stones. I will be starting my practicum in January at Hope's Door in Plano. I am really looking forward to it.

But, as of right now, I am very much enjoying only working three days a week and soaking up my extra two days off by spending quality time with Larry, Christmas shopping, cleaning, playing with our new puppy, Jack. It's been such a blessed time for me. I have been able to slow down and drink deep of the gifts of our Savior.

As I posted on facebook, Larry and I are going through the Jessee Tree Advent Book, written by one of my favorite blog authors, Ann Voskamp. She asked that we only share the link through her page or facebook, but I encourage you to check it out on www.aholyexperience.com. It's not too late to jump in now, or you could go ahead and download the book now and save it for next year. She is an incredibly gifted writer and she has really helped us focus on Jesus as we wait for Him to come.

I pray that each of you are also able to slow down this Christmas, and enjoy the bountiful gifts that have been lavishly poured out on us, starting with a baby in a manager.

Much love!

Windows

2010-08-27T15:33:00.007-05:00

Our apartment is filled with windows. There is no need for any lights to be switched on during the day because the sunlight streams in at any given hour. Most people love the idea of having windows illuminating their homes, but for me this is a real problem, particularly when it comes to the kitchen window. I prefer to keep the blinds down until dusk, because if left open the sun floods the kitchen and living area with its bright rays.

I pull them shut.

Larry pulls them open.

I shut.

He opens.

Repeat.

I know how much Larry loves letting in the natural sunlight. He loves to open windows too, without screens on, but that's another story. I love the idea of having them open too. Really, I do. I think about all those little cottages in my favorite magazines and how the sunlight burst through the window panes just like so, with subtle sun flare illuminating the golden retriever laying on their spotless white rug.

But when I open the blinds, the sun exposes...

Dust that gathers on the end table.

Dog hair that clings to the sofa.

Streaks that miraculously appear on the refrigerator.

Crumbs that surface on the counter tops.

Sneaky cob webs crafted in the corner.

A tile floor that suddenly needs to be mopped.

Fabric that has begun to fade.

Quite simply, a home that has been lived in.

While most people cheer for daylight savings time, I hate the idea of having a home lit up until nine o'clock in the evening. That's just more hours that I need to keep those drapes pulled closed. Once the sun passes over that last hill in the west, I can draw back the drapes, pull open the dusty blinds, and enjoy the house filled with dim lamps and soft candle light. Each room has a lamp in my house. Some have three. I would continue to buy more, but my sweet husband has put his foot down.

Just like that, I feel better. I look around the house and it looks calm and cozy. There is no evidence of my housekeeping failures, no smudges to attend to, and no more work to be done. Seemingly anyway.

Huh...

Is this what I do with my Jesus?

For it says (ESV):

You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence. Psalm 90:8

For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest, nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light. Luke 8:17

And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. John 3:19-20

But when anything is exposed by the light, it becomes visible... Ephesians 5:13

Too often I ask the Lord for revelation afresh. I ask for more of His light in my life. But His light reveals my wickedness and sin. And so I picture this...

He swings wide the drapes of my heart.

I shut them.

He opens.

I shut.

Repeat.

I don't shut Him out because I desire less of Him in my life. Not at all. In fact it's quite the opposite. But that light of His just makes me look so messy. And that mess compels me to jump up and start cleaning. No time for rest here. Dust this. Mop that. Sweep there. Bleach everywhere.

Oh, how He's teaching me to stop looking at how the Light makes me look a mess. The Light is not about me at all. It's about Him. And how in spite of all of my measly efforts to keep things clean and pristine, I can't. I just can't. And so, if I will just be willing to sit still long enough to rest while the Light streams in, I may just be so overcome by the Light that all of the crumbs and cob webs begin to disappear. Or at least they will no longer define me.

Now, about those blinds in the kitchen...

May His Light burst forth for you and I both.

Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. Psalm 34:5

For God, who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. 2 Corinthians 4:6

But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. 1 Peter 2:9

Causey Tips and Tricks

2010-08-23T21:07:00.005-05:00

One of the things that I love about being married (but certainly not limited to being married) is determining what works for our family. We strive to use as many organic and natural home remedies as possible, but I will be the first to tell you that we are not rigid about this. So please, no need to point out that I seem inconsistent because I desire to eat organic chicken, but have no problem gulping down a large soda. I.am.inconsistent. :)

I want to share some of the things that we do or use regularly in our home. I hope that you will also share tips and tricks that you and your family practice. I have too many to share all at one time, so I will start with just a few.

White Vinegar

We use white vinegar to clean just about anything! Counter tops, sinks, toilets and tile floors. It is a great natural cleaner, free of chemicals and odor absorbing. It does have a pungent smell but it does not last too long and as mentioned before, it actually removes bad odors.

Olive Oil

I use this as a hair conditioner weekly. Add 1/4 cup of olive oil to wet hair and put in plastic cap for 30 minutes. Then rinse with tepid water and shampoo (may need to shampoo a couple of times). You can also use any leftover oil to moisturize your body, to shave your legs or to soften chapped lips.

Cinnamon

In an attempt to save money and reduce the number of chemicals in our home, I use cinnamon (sticks or ground) to fragrance our home. Just simmer water and cinnamon to make your house smell like fresh baked goodies. You can also add nutmeg and cloves to alter scent. Though I like this smell, I would love to find other natural options. If you have any affordable suggestions, please let me know!

Weleda Skin Food

I adore this body creme! The scent is a little more citrusy than I would prefer, but it works so well, I don't care. It's also little pricey for what I use as a body lotion, but it does such a great job at keeping your body hydrated without harsh chemicals that I think it's worth the price.

Home-Made Deodorant

Yes, I make my own deodorant and I think it works better than any store-bought product out there. It's simple to make, last a long time and it's super cost effective. Here is how to make it:

1/4 c Corn Starch

1/4 c Baking Soda

5-6 Tbsp Organic Coconut Oil (you will need to sit jar in a pan of hat water to liquefy. Mash all ingredients together until it's mixed together and then let harden in fridge in either a wax mold or travel dish.

You can also add a few drops of your favorite essential oil if you prefer some scent.

Okay, that's enough for tonight. I am sleepy! Soon I will share about plopping, homemade carpet stain remover (puppy pee anyone?), and ways to avoid bottled water.

House of God

2010-08-12T11:17:00.007-05:00

This morning I read Tullian Tchidjian's blog and was challened by one of his four-part blog post. He writes:

In the opening verses of Isaiah 6, what the prophet encounters first in the house of God is the glory of God: “I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple” (v.1). It doesn’t first say he encountered well-dressed people or hot coffee or influential power brokers or a booming sound system or a great organ. What he caught site of first was God’s glory.

There’s a growing trend in some churches to offer door prizes to any returning visitor. One church visited recently by a friend of mine promised him a ten-dollar Starbucks gift card if he came back the following week.

Isaiah shows us the door prize that awaited him when he walked into the house of God—the uncomfortable, wrecking presence of God’s glory: “Woe is me!” (v.5).

To read his entire blog entry, go here.

Heaven Came Down

2010-08-11T13:08:00.006-05:00

Yesterday morning, Jesus carried Walker Jack Rainey home to heaven.

Soon after Walker was diagnoised with a rare and aggressive tumor, the Rainey family contacted our agency to discuss needs for childcare. I was instantly drawn to the family and the way that Chad spoke of his son, their plan of action, and most of all their faith in a good God. I met with the family in person to discuss their needs and I even entertained the idea of a way to help this family myself seeing that they lived so close by to my home. Walker was deemed precious in my sight from the moment I layed eyes on him and it was obvious that his parents swelled with infectious pride. I have since watched Walker's blog closesly, always waiting for the day that Chad and Missy would announce that he was set free from cancer.

I had always hoped that "free" would be here among the land of the living. But nonetheless, today Walker is indeed set free.

And Chad and Missy's faith in Jesus continues to inspire and wreck me.

To read more about Walker's ridiculously beautiful and fruitful life, go here. I believe that their faith will leave you changed.

Please pray for the family's healing and that Jesus will be ever near in their darkest hour.

Beauty for ashes, Lord. Beauty for ashes...

**The first song now playing on my playlist is Held, by Natalie Grant. These lyrics are some of the only words that seem to come to my mind and lips when I think about the loss of the Rainey family. **

Panera on a Monday: A Story

2010-07-15T14:51:00.004-05:00

A few days ago I mentioned on Facebook that I had the most bizarre experience at Panera Bread. I wanted to share more, but it required more words than my status update would allow, as you can clearly see by the length of this post.

On Monday I headed up to Panera bright and early to study for my midterm exam. I was anxious about cramming nine chapters into my brain for a mere four questions. I like going to Panera because they have free wireless and I can cozy up in the back corner and typically be left alone. Not this time.

A couple of hours into my study session a large family settled in for lunch behind me. Soon after, another gentleman sat himself at the tiny table directly next to me. I was deep in thought and had my earphones in, so I just quickly noticed him in my peripheral. A few minutes later he stood up and I noticed that among his greasy, tousled hair and unshaven gray beard, that he was sweating profusely through his heather grey t-shirt, particularly in his chest region. I initially thought he must have been working out, but he was in normal clothes. As he went around to the coffee bar, I studied him as he walked away. That's when I noticed that he had two large poop stains on the back of his shorts. I could not believe it. Nor could I believe that I was going to be camped out next to this guy for who knows how long.

He soon came back to his tiny table and tiny laptop, and all the while he was trying to talk to the children at the other table and was laughing at every little thing that they did. I was anything but focused on studying at this point, and as my husband has communitcated to me, I am not the most discreet observer. :) Glancing his direction occasionally, I noticed that his socks were filthy and that one of his soles flopped when he walked. He was an absolute mess, but he did not appear homeless, but rather unclean and extremely socially awkward.

When he finally said something to me, he simply pointed to the tattoo on my heel. He said, "I just noticed your little cloud there. It's cute." I simply said thank you and then returned to my reading, to politely relay that I was not able to engage in conversation. A few minutes passed and he said, "Your feet are so small. If you ever committed a crime the police would be looking for a nine year old". I managed to curve my lips into some kind of polite smile and again, returned to my reading.

All that I could think was, "I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY ANYTHING ABOUT A CRIME"!

About this time, another women sits on the other side of me and she is the most odd little pregnant woman I have ever seen. She looks intently at me and gives me the strangest smile while holding her belly. She sits and continues to look about - as if in a daze.

Then, following her is another women who I would say is in her fifties. She headed straight to the back asking where another outlet was. She then starts chatting with everyone around her and starts climbing the furniture to close all of the blinds in the back of the restaurant. I noticed while her back was turned that she had these high-rise jeans on with a shirt that only connects near the neck, exposing her entire back. "So odd", I thought to myself. She sat down and announced that she was going to be getting on a conference call and that she can be quite loud. Of course.

I turned my music up.

Then the gentleman taps on my desk to get my attention. I remove my earphone (becoming a bit frustrated at this point) and I focus my attention on his face.

***Disclaimer - I have this awesome disposition where I feel like I am "on to people". My husband calls me Crime Dog McGruff because I am always convinced that someone is doing something wrong or bad and it's my job to bring these people to justice. Hilarious really. So, please picture Crime Dog McGruff kicking in at this point.***

Back to the gentleman...he was typing on his computer and stopped me to ask a question. This is what I heard, "How do you spell mass killing". Can you even imagine the horror on my face? I am quite certain that I looked at him in disgust as I shook my head, while also trying to look past him for a manager, police officer, body guard, a grown-up! :) I repeat back to him after a while and say, "Mass killing"? He said, "Huh? No, how do you spell mas-cu-line?"

[body begins to relax]

"Oh, masculine", I say cooly. What an idiot.

After the spelling bee incident, I can't help but laugh at myself. I text my hubby, who I know will get a kick out of this and then I simply step out of the building to phone my mom to let her know about my Crime Dog McGruff faux pas. We have a good laugh and then I am really ready to get back to my text book. I walk in, sit down, put on my earphones and pick-up my textbook. It's after maybe a minute that I realize the woman from the conference call is now off the phone and wait...is she...no, really?...is she talking about me? I remove one earphone and look in her direction and yes, she absolutely is talking about me. She then says to me, "Must have been a really important phone call for you to take that call outside. You can talk in front of us you know?"

I am so confused. I let her know that it was a private call. And left it at that. I wish she had too.

I put my earphone back in and then I soon notice the woman packing up her things, all the while chatting with the gentleman and pregnant woman. Before I realize it, she is standing right next to my chair. Again, I remove my earphone and ask, "Can I help you?" She then looks at the man, and says, "See what I mean? She sees me as a problem child. Once a problem child always a problem child. If you don't conform with the masses...yada yada yada".

At this point, I have been looking for a reason to leave this psycho-section of Panera for an hour and so I stand up, quite ruffled mind you, and begin packing up my things.

She then says, "You don't have to leave, I'm leaving soon anyway".

I then tell her, "I am just trying to study for a mid-term. I don't know what I did to you, but I don't have time for this". She replies, "I am just looking for some involvement here". I quickly announce, "I came here to study. I am not looking for involvement".

Again, she says to the man, "See what I mean. They just don't care. This generation...."

I walk away in complete bewilderment. Did I seriously just sit next to a guy in poopy shorts AND get into a heated argument with a manic, middle-aged woman (who apparently thought I was in high school)?

And the worst part - they made me CRY! :)

The End.

The Wilderness

2010-07-08T21:04:00.008-05:00

Last week we loaded up the car and headed to Creede, Colorado to enjoy YL's Wilderness Ranch. Although it was technically a work trip for Larry, we were surrounded by tons of fun and forever friends. This was the first time either of us had been to Wilderness, and my first time to ever go to a Young Life camp period, and I can easily say that my experience was indescribable. Joy, excellence, amazing food, smiles and cheer-offs abound. If you ever get the chance, check it out and if you have teenagers - SEND THEM HERE for the summer. They will be changed.

Here are just a few pictures from our road trip.

Goodnight, y'all. So excited to sleep in my own bed tonight!

Nothing Between

2010-06-28T16:01:00.002-05:00

Recently I found myself googling the words soda + spiritual battle. Whoa.

I had come to this place where I felt physically ill when drinking soda, though all the while feeling completely compelled to get my next Coke. I was/am miserable. I crave it first thing in the morning, then as treat in the afternoon and why not just finish off the day with an ice cold cola. I think about how much I love it and then race to my nearest Sonic, but when lift the straw to my lips the taste makes me cringe and I can never put it down. It is never enough. I often think, "How did I get here? I never used to drink sodas".

Anyway, I came across an article that left me speechless...mainly because the author had taken all my words and penned them for me. :) It was so comforting to know someone else out there had the exact same struggle and conquered it. It was also really good to finally call it what it was in my life...an idol that has come between me and my Lord.

Please pray for me as I cling to the Lord for help to lay this down (everything within me is saying, "Don't publish this yet. Just a few more days."). :)

Nothing Between

For many years, I was in bondage. It was a subtle bondage, and most people wouldn’t have thought there was anything wrong with what I was doing. However, what comes between my Lord Jesus and myself is bondage.It began innocently enough many, many years ago by simply enjoying a Pepsi with my meal if we went out to eat. After a period of time, probably when we had a little more financial stability, I decided a Pepsi would be a treat when I cleaned house. So I started buying 24 packs of Pepsi at the grocery store enabling me to have a cleaning-day supply at home.

I remember one day when I was pregnant talking to Steve on the phone while he was at work. It was the middle of the afternoon, and I was tired. I told him a Pepsi would be a nice pick-me-up for some extra energy. He said, “Sure. Go ahead.” That one little statement from Steve was all I needed to push my way into having a Pepsi every afternoon—for that caffeine boost.

More time passed, and there was a day when I was weary in the morning. My solution was a Pepsi right then, and before long it was not only an afternoon habit but a morning one as well. If there was a special occasion, Steve might buy me a 2-liter so I could sip on Pepsi throughout the day. When we were out and around, I would get a soda from a convenience store if we stopped for gas or just because it sounded good.
In my mind I justified my Pepsis. I worked hard taking care of a large family and homeschooling. I needed energy boosts, and I felt I deserved a treat. Sometimes the Pepsi was an escape from the pressure and problems of the day rather than turning to the Lord for His comfort.
Are you familiar with the words to the beautiful hymn, “Nothing Between”? It says:

Nothing between my soul and the Savior,
Naught of this world’s delusive dream;
I have renounced all sinful pleasure—
Jesus is mine! There’s nothing between.
Chorus

Nothing between my soul and the Savior,
So that His blessed face may be seen;
Nothing preventing the least of His favor;
Keep the way clear! Let nothing between.
Nothing between, like worldly pleasure;
Habits of life, tho harmless they seem,
Must not my heart from Him ever sever—
He is my all! There’s nothing between.

There was something between for me. While it appeared to be a harmless habit of life, it had become a sinful, worldly pleasure for me because it had become so important. During the day, I thought about when I would get another Pepsi. I hoped when we were out that we would stop at the convenience store so I could buy a big drink from the soda fountain. If I didn’t have a Pepsi, I’d get a headache so I was always trying to prevent that from happening.

While I greatly enjoyed drinking my Pepsi, I was truly in bondage. I fought spiritual battles over my Pepsi—defending it one moment and feeling condemned the next. I would drink a Pepsi telling the Lord that it would be my last one, but the next day I’d find myself rationalizing it again.

Paul says in 1 Corinthians 9:27: “But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection: lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway.” Paul understood what was important spiritually, and he took steps to keep his body in subjection. I knew that my body wasn’t in subjection. It was ruling me instead of me ruling it.

I knew the amount of soda I was consuming wasn’t good for my health or my teeth. It was an unnecessary expense, and if I didn’t have a Pepsi, I was guaranteed a caffeine headache. I planned to stop drinking Pepsi many times but would end up deciding I’d wait for another day.

Twice I succeed in getting off the caffeine for several weeks or a couple of months only to end up back on it. I thought I could start drinking the Pepsi again, and keep it in moderation. Although I would begin with small amounts, before long I was back to where I had been before.

I remember a friend telling me about how she had stopped smoking. She was trying to stop but was out gardening when a very strong urge to smoke hit her. She cried out to the Lord and said, “If You want me to stop smoking, Lord, You will have to take this craving from me.” And He did.

I thought to myself. “Lord, if You will do it for her, You can do it for me.” That’s how I started praying. However, in my life the Lord hasn’t zapped me from my sinful directions into a righteous path, although I keep hoping it will work like that. It would be so much easier.

“There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it” (1 Corinthians 10:13). This verse showed me that the Lord doesn’t stop making the temptation a temptation. Rather He provides the way of escape. Then I have to decide if I will take the way of escape or give in to the temptation.

“Neither yield ye your members as instruments of unrighteousness unto sin: but yield yourselves unto God, as those that are alive from the dead, and your members as instruments of righteousness unto God” (Romans 6:13). Here I saw again that I had to make a choice. What would I yield to—righteous or unrighteousness?

In my spiritual battle with my sin, I knew the Lord was telling me the Pepsi had become an idol in my life. That was evidenced by my wanting to stop drinking it but not being able to and by the focus it had taken for me. Finally, the Lord’s conviction of my sin was so strong that I said in my heart, “It isn’t worth it. I don’t want anything between my soul and the Savior.”

I made the decision to stop yielding to unrighteous, and God’s grace was sufficient. “And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong” (2 Corinthians 12:9-10).

On December 31, 2006, I drank my last Pepsi. It was a miserable two days as I suffered through the caffeine withdrawal, but I kept crying out to Him for His grace and strength. The joy I have experienced this past year and a half since being freed me from my bondage is completely worth the discomfort of the withdrawal.

The sodas had become a habit for me. I would drink a soda—when I was happy, when I was sad, in the morning, in the afternoon, on special occasions, when we were running errands—there was almost always a reason to have a soda, and it was all part of the habit of my life. After getting off the Pepsi, when I hit those habitual times, I longed for a soda at first, but every time I put my thoughts on how much I desired the Lord Jesus and how much I didn’t want to be back in bondage. I asked for His help as the days went by. I knew from my previous attempts at freedom that I could justify starting again and soon be back into the old habits.

“I can do all things through Christ which strengthen me” (Philippians 4:13). Experientially, in the release from Pepsi drinking, I found this to be true, but only as I yielded to righteousness and chose to take the way of escape from the temptation. It didn’t happen automatically. The desire wasn’t removed from me. I had to fight a spiritual battle with the help of the Lord Jesus Christ. The way of escape was to care more about the Lord Jesus than about my sinful pleasure.

I want to make it clear as I bring this Mom’s Corner to a close that I am not saying drinking a Pepsi is sin. Instead, I am telling you how something that isn’t inherently sinful in itself became sin for me because of the focus it had taken in my heart. “Whatsoever is not of faith is sin” (Romans 14:23). “Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin” (James 4:17). I knew the Lord was convicting me that I shouldn’t continue the Pepsi habit in my life. I was aware that it wasn’t pleasing to Him. Yet, for a long time, I allowed my flesh to rule my heart.

I share this story because I know many of those who read the Mom’s Corner are in bondage to something. It might be what others would call sin, but it might be like my Pepsi drinking that no one else would consider wrong. From the moms who share their spiritual struggles with me, I know that this list could include soda, coffee, smoking, other treats, an addiction to the computer or TV, and many others. Each of us knows our own hearts. We are aware of what it is that comes between us and our Savior. Don’t think that because you have tried for freedom before that you just give in to it, live with it, justify it, and say it’s the way you are. I had tried before as well. It took becoming more and more miserable in my sin for me to get to the place where I would choose the way of escape.

My heart’s desire is to encourage each of us to be free. “If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed” (John 8:36). “For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another” (Galatians 5:13). Hardly a day goes by that I don’t rejoice in my freedom and liberty from the flesh. I never want to return to that bondage; the joy of nothing between is too sweet. Would you be free as well?

Teri Maxwell

Written by Teri Maxwell, co-author of Managers of Their Homes, Managers of Their Chores, Keeping Our Children’s Hearts, Just Around the Corner (Vols. 1 & 2), and author of Homeschooling with a Meek and Quiet Spirit.

Teri Maxwell is the mother of eight children and began homeschooling in 1985. Four of her children have graduated from homeschool, and one is married. Teri is a homeschool conference speaker and has been writing monthly articles of encouragement for homeschooling moms since 1990.

Really?

2010-06-02T14:07:00.001-05:00

Did I really write my last post on May 13th? Wow. I barely have even been online to read any of my favorite bloggers. I am sure missing you guys. Things have obviously been a little hectic here. Three jobs, a husband in Zimbabwe for 15 days, solo with the residents while the house parents are in Scotland. It has been enough to cause me to collapse into bed every night.

All is well though. I picked up the husband yesterday which is a glorious gift. He is home for five days and then heads out to Canada for eight days. The residents go home on Saturday for summer break and I will get to enjoy sweet time with family and friends.

I have really been enjoying my time with Freedom Stones. I am learning so much. I will continue to keep you posted on what's going on there, but you can follow F.S. on twitter for regular updates and awesome information on human trafficking.

Much love from our Cornerstone abode,

Exciting News! (and no, I'm not pregnant)

2010-05-13T16:01:00.003-05:00

I have been busting at the seams to write this post for the last couple of weeks, but I have been waiting for the right time...for the dust to settle.

I will start by saying that when I first went to visit Cornerstone, I silently prayed in my heart that I would love to work there. Months later we were packing our things and heading to McKinney to indeed live there. In the same way, when I started my masters in professional counseling I knew that I wanted to work with women, but what I really wanted was to be involved in the fight against human trafficking in some capacity. This was a desire that seemed so far fetched many years ago. I was not educated about human trafficking, nor did I even know a soul who advocated on behalf of these individuals.

But, a couple of months ago I started communicating with Leah Knippel, Founder of Freedom Stones International. And last week I became a Freedom Stones part-time, volunteer staff member.

That's right, I went part-time with Mom's Best Friend, only to pick-up more hours for no pay. [Curtsy]

I can't even begin to tell you what this has done for my heart. I am so excited about working with Leah, other talented staff members, and working on behalf of the mission of Freedom Stones. The company launched several months ago and are a claimed learning organization, meaning that although they have developed a business model, they are open to change and adaptation. What I love is that I am helping with things that truly fit my skill set and background. Have a I mentioned that I am excited?

I could sit here and type a million different things about Freedom Stones, but if you have interest then I trust you will check out their website to learn more. And if you have time watch these videos!

There are a number of ways that you can help!

Pray for Freedom Stones
Make a one time donation
Becoming a monthly supporter
Purchase handicraft jewelry available online
Help raise awareness by hosting a Chain Breaking Event
Receive the Freedom Stones newsletter
Volunteer
Follow Freedom Stones on Facebook and Twitter.

Should you have any questions or want to help in ANY way, please email me directly at courtney@freedomstones.ws

Breaking the chains of trafficking,

Our First

2010-05-10T12:51:00.001-05:00

On Saturday, Larry and I celebrated our first trip around the sun as a married couple! This last year has flown by and I am ridiculously grateful for the Lord's (and Larry's) mercies in my life. We enjoyed dinner at Rick's Chophouse that evening, but it was just an interesting day with many twists and turns along the way. It would take me way too long describe our day - you would be reading for days, and laughing and crying all along the way. Nonetheless, year one is under our belt and I count my husband as a precious gift. If you haven't checked out Larry's beautiful editing of our wedding, enjoy it now!

California Love Before the Wedding from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

California Love, The Ceremony from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

California Love III from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

Off to the Zoo!

2010-05-02T20:35:00.000-05:00

On Saturday Larry and the residents met me after class and we headed to the Dallas Zoo. It was perfect weather and the girls did a great job packing a picnic for us all. After lunch we split up and the girls and I enjoyed every second of our zoo adventure together. Larry and I know that our Saturdays look different than if we had stayed on Abbey Rd., but we would not trade this time for anything. It is such a blessing. We would covet your prayers though, that Larry and I would be diligent and thoughtful about setting aside time for one another. We did get to enjoy a long bike ride tonight, which was much needed! :)

Here are some pictures from my sweet time with my girls.

Orecchiette with Sausage, Asparagus and Spinach

2010-04-30T09:00:00.013-05:00

I made a great pasta dish on Wednesday night that I wanted to share. It is not a dish that calls for a heavy sauce, so if you don't enjoy pasta without the alfredo or marinara poured on thick, then this probably isn't going to be for you.

1 pound orecchiette
4 sweet Italian sausages (about 1 pound), casing removed and crumbled
Small bunch of asparagus, trimmed into 1 inch pieces
1 pound spinach, washed, trimmed, and cut into pieces
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
¼ cup organic chicken broth
1 teaspoon organic butter
Garlic to taste
Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper
Freshly grated Parmesan cheese

Place sausage in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Brown for about 8-10 minutes, transfer to a bowl.

Bring a large pot of salted water to a boil. Add pasta and cook until al dente, 8-10 minutes; drain, reserving about ½ cup of the cooking water.

In the same skillet that you cooked the sausage in (don’t wash it out) add the olive oil and garlic and once hot, sauté the asparagus until almost tender, then add the spinach and continue sautéing until wilted.

Add sausage mixture to sautéed spinach and asparagus and mix together.

Add the orecchiette to the mixture. Stir to combine, adding chicken broth plus the cooking liquid if pasta seems too dry; add the teaspoon of butter, sprinkle with cheese, salt and freshly ground black pepper and serve immediately.

Bon Appetit!

Wish List

2010-04-29T10:53:00.001-05:00

There are a few books out there that I am dying to get my hands on. Luckily, they are all a great price on amazon.com, so you should check them out too! What is on YOUR reading wish list?

Bittersweet by Shauna Niequist. This is her second book, a follow-up to Cold Tangerines. I adored her first book and was challenged and inspired by her beautiful writings.

I Will Carry You by Angie Smith. Angie is the author of Bring the Rain, an incredible blog that was first started as an outlet for Angie as she anticipated the birth of her daughter, Audrey Caroline, knowing that Audrey would not survive. She has tremendous and beautiful faith and her writings have certainly contributed to my growth.

And lastly, Sleep: It Does a Family Good. I heard Dr. Archibald Hart on a radio program and was intrigued by this topic. I think this will be a great read that Larry and I will learn a lot from.

Where Does Our Help Come From?

2010-04-26T10:50:00.004-05:00

Well, I am going to step out here today and risk being irrelevant. Oh my! My hope is to get some of my closest and dearest friends to think and investigate the things of our culture that can so easily become the norm to us. I would love to read comments or be provided with additional resources should you have any.

About a month ago I was at home alone. It was right around the time that I went part-time and I was a little stressed out about the whole transition. My stress always manifests itself in physical ways. I will clench my jaw, my shoulders will hurt, I have headaches and chest pains. It's really just good, plain fun.

Anyway, I had some time to myself and I was experiencing lots of tension in my neck and shoulders. I decided to pull up a YouTube video and try to couple of yoga exercises specifically for the relief of neck pain. I proceeded to spend the next 30 minutes on the floor of my bedroom in an array of poses and postures. When I was finished I sat up and just felt kind of strange. On one hand I loved the idea of becoming more flexible and relaxed, but on the other hand something just did not feel right. I honestly can't explain it any better than that.

I popped up and began to search for thoughts on yoga from some of the men that I respect the most.

First, I listened to this sermon from John Piper. The whole sermon does not solely revolve around the topic of yoga but he definitely addresses the topic and he pleads for us to stop and think about what we are doing. If your faith is in Christ then I encourage you to listen to the words from Piper.

Next, I sought out what John MacArthur had to say about this issue. Quickly I found this interview (it is posted on YouTube so don't be surprised by the mix of comments left on this video) and follow up sermon and I thought MacArthur's responses made great sense, particularly in regards to how we should pursue meditation and ways to relieve our stress. It's short and sweet, so watch it, okay?

Lastly, I just think it's important for you to study the terminology, poses and postures of yoga so that you can understand what each of them mean. I think that you would be surprised by some of the meanings. As a brief example, a few are listed here.

Again, this post is not to make anyone feel condemned for being a Christian and practicing yoga. Afterall, I am just beginning to think about this myself. Rather, it is a call for those of us love Christ with our whole hearts to examine everything carefully; holding fast to that which is good (1 Thessalonians 5:21).

I will continue to study this topic and let you know if I stumble across more relevant materials. And of course, I would love the same from you.

Much love, friends,

***You will see a number of anynomous comments below which are from a email thread of some of my closest friends. Lots of different thoughts on the subject. ***

An Open Letter

2010-04-18T16:23:00.002-05:00

Dear Sir,

It was not a pleasure to meet you today. No, not a pleasure at all. My mom and I were enjoying our Sunday. I am making dinner tonight for my family. We only had to stop at Albertson's so that we could pick up some cream-style corn for my new Corn Chowder recipe. My mom is sweet and dropped me off at the door since it was raining cats and dogs. It was quite unexpected when I opened the door and my purse and its contents went tumbling to the ground.

What I immediately felt was a slight hint of embarrassement for causing a scene in front of the store. But, when you pulled up behind me and began to honk your horn and make obscene gestures at me for not hurrying along, well, I felt anger.

You drove off in a rage before I could come over to the driver's side, whip open the door, and tell you what I really thought. So, I wanted to take that opportunity now. It would go something like this...

What kind of a man would pull up behind a car and see a woman searching frantically for her soggy, wet belongings in the pouring rain and then begin to honk as if it was rightly warranted and as if she did it entirely to irritate you? So entitled.

It appears that you are that kind of man. I also noticed that you were the same gentleman who took up two parking spaces as well. So entitled.

I have a feeling you are the guy that cuts people off, who won't allow others to merge when their lane is clearly ending or that flips someone off if their pace doesn't keep up with yours. You probably don't open doors for little old ladies or say thanks to your servers. I bet after you eat dinner at home you don't help with the dishes, and in fact, probably even leave your mess just scattered on the table. So entitled.

You sir, are a jerk. Your disrespect for women is a shame. Did you know that I married a man who would jump out of his car to help a frantic or troubled woman? In fact, I almost suspect that he would ask the woman to get back into her car so she would not continue to get wet. He would certainly never rush her. He makes me proud and thankful. And he showers me with dignity.

What a disgusting example you are, sir. Maybe you should consider taking your Cub Scouts sticker off of your car because it was certainly difficult for me to recognize any of your youth-based values today.

Sincerely,

Wet and flustered

Yummy!

2010-04-13T12:42:00.005-05:00

As a way to try and watch our budget I have started using a weekly menu planner prior to grocery shopping so that I can try and incorporate items left in our pantry and then once I get to the store I know exactly what I need to buy, alleviating random purchases. We are very lucky because we prepare meals for Cornerstone three nights per week, so that is automatically three meals that we are not responsible for. What a gift! Not to mention I have learned how to cook for eight on a regular basis.

This week, I purchased a whole chicken so that I could make both homemade chicken tortilla soup and chicken spaghetti. I made the soup this morning and it turned out super yummy! My mom had the recipe and then I added a few extra spices. This soup is also a great idea when you are working on a budget because it saves well and makes great leftovers, so you can get several meals out of it.

Homemade Tortilla Soup Ingredients:
Half of rotisserie chicken (both white and dark meat; shredded)
2-3 carrots
1/2 yellow onion
celery (if desired; I do not use)
1 can whole-kernel, golden corn (organic)
1 can stewed tomatoes (organic)
1 carton chicken broth (organic, free range)
1 tsp chili powder
1 tsp cummin
1 tsp garlic
salt and pepper (we use Old Thompson Garlic Pepper on EVERYTHING!)
dash of crushed red pepper
dash of Tony Chachere's creole seasoning
dash of cayenne pepper if you like your soup spicy
olive oil

Directions:
In a large stock pan saute chopped onion, carrots, celery, garlic, cumin, chili powder, cayenne pepper (if using) in olive oil until veggies begin to become tender.

Add chicken broth, shredded chicken, corn, stewed tomatoes and simmer until veggies are tender. Add salt, pepper, and crushed red pepper and creole seasoning to taste.

Garnish with shredded monterrey jack/cheddar cheese mix, tortilla strips or fritos, dollop of sour cream, and slices of avocado.

Enjoy! We are!

Spring Afternoon

2010-03-31T14:35:00.001-05:00

I have to admit, I relish working from home on days like today. Clean linens, cool afternoon breeze, trees rustling in the distance combined with the sounds of a busy husband in the next room, and a lazy pup stretching in the sunlight near by. Spring is here, friends.

Getting Into the Routine

2010-03-25T16:34:00.003-05:00

This week I began my new schedule as a part-timer. I have spent the last five years in household staffing sales and recruiting and about four months ago I let my employers know that I would be making a change. I am currently in graduate school for professional counseling and I am finally nearing the end of my coursework. Can I get an Amen? I am, however, also in danger of my catalog expiring, causing me to have to take additional classes. I would love to avoid this and so I am doubling up this semester, then I have one more lecture class and lastly my practicum work. The goal: being completed by spring 2001 in order to avoid falling under the new catalog.

Anyway, in order for me to go part-time, Larry and I have and will have to make some financial sacrifices. We will need to eat at home more, shop less, ~~ration the wine~~ and maybe, just maybe put my coveted Tyler candles on the back burner for now.

When we first decided to make this change, we started taking a closer look at our budget. It was very evident that a huge junk of our money was spent on food, particularly restaurants and eating out. Larry and I don't eat out a ton, but I love going out at lunch. And buying sodas or a coffee. In the months ahead, I will definitely be curbing this habit *whimper*. We have rid ourselves of credit card debt and are now working on the remaining balance on my car and our school loans.

A friend of mine recommended Mint.com when I was explaining to her that we were needing to keep a better eye on our finances. I swear by this website. It has been such a valuable tool for our little family and I know that it will only increase in value as our family grows.

I also really enjoy the advice of the Get Rich Slowly blog. It is full of tips and relative articles. It often puts things in perspective and helps me think more about our goals for the future.

I went to school today to print off some research materials, and I found my mind drifting: where should I stop on the way home to get a drink? Is there a Sonic near by? Home Goods is on my way home...I should just peek in and see if they have anything cute. But I resisted the urges and pointed my Acura straight home without spending an extra penny. Sweet small victory.

I write this blog as somewhat of an introduction into this new season of our lives. It is sure to be a sweet one. I have already been able to spend precious time at home with Larry and help with things around that house that he typically takes the initiative to do while working from home. I am also hoping to find areas where I can help him with his business, as he is taking on more of the financial responsibilities. My hope is to begin frequently writing about money savings tips that are working for us and if you have any to share, I would love it!

If you will, we would covet your prayers for financial wisdom and discipline in both school work and with our time.

Left Wrestling

2010-03-17T20:12:00.006-05:00

It has been several weeks since I have written. My little leave of absence began because I was too under the weather to even stare at the light from my computer screen, but then I read a post by one of my favorite bloggers authors, Ann Voskamp. The entire entry is breathtaking and thought-provoking (read it. hint, hint.) but a few simple sentences caught my eye, my mind and then eventually my heart.

Afraid that when we aren’t talking, aren’t connected, aren’t piping in on conversations around tables, water coolers, comment boxes, aren’t messaging or emailing …. that we don’t matter. That we will be forgotten.
That we’ll become invisible.

And then...

This. I think on this: “the great contemporary terror of anonymity.” Is the whole of our lives this flailing, surging struggle against obscurity? That our worst fear is to be unknown. Not known as someone special, unique… better. That only when we are seen, and then, most importantly,valued … only then do we see our own worth.

Oh how these words ring true for so many reasons.

I have always been a woman who has struggled with opening my writings and the whirling of my mind up for public opinion. On one had it is a door that ushers in those that I love and are like-mind to connect with me and know my heart, joys and struggles. Yet on the other hand, it is at times merely a way to be seen. Partially known from afar. After all, it is much safer that way, right?

On Saturday night I sat 'round a table with some of my dearest friends, and we talked about Ann's post and our culture and I confessed my sincerest desire to write for God's glory, discerning when to invest time pounding away at the keyboard. I also shared with these friends my feeble attempts at merely wanting to being seen and not forgotten in this world of chaos.

I have poured out this struggle many times before to my sweet husband, who graciously accepts me as I am. But Saturday night, I felt brave. I took the risk of coming outside the safety of my own home, and let words of pride and vanity drip from my lips. These words came forth as an act of faith; trusting that the Lord will not leave me this way, leaving little to fear. He does indeed command us to confess our sins so that we may be healed.

As I often do, I sing Ginny Owen's sweet lyrics up to heaven as a cry for dependence on the Lord's sanctifying work in my life.

And I am clinging to the promise You're not through with me yet.

You're not through. Not yet. Amen.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in your sight O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14

And The Sun Shines On

2010-02-27T13:47:00.003-06:00

Welp, it is Saturday and it is gorgeous outside. But I am still propped up in bed, like I have been for most of the week. I went from being sick to sicker, which eventually brought my sweet mom out to the ranch to visit me. I am finally on the mend---thank God.

Now all that I really want is to feel good enough to make a picnic with prosciutto and cheese, sip on some Cab, watch my dog sunbathe and enjoy the words and company of my husband. Hopefully soon.

This should have been posted yesterday, the day that marks the third anniversary of the death of one of our dearest friends, Nathan Herzog. We love you Nate. What a blessing you all are to us, even still.

Here is my post about Nathan after being gone for one year. Please enjoy our sweet friend!

Signed,

Grateful for health, friends, family and memories that last forever. Simple graces.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-24T08:31:00.001-06:00

Lately

2010-02-23T20:52:00.003-06:00

Wow, it's been almost a week since I have written...blog challenge fail. I blame a final exam, crammed weekend back home, sleepless hours and HEADACHES that are leaving my crumpled in bed as soon as I get home. I am quite sure my husband is missing his wife.

I have lots that I want to blog about, but just staring at the screen makes me feel like I need to get off one of these... and quickly.

If you think about it, please say a little prayer for me.

Much love, friends.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-17T18:00:00.001-06:00

However Will I Do This?

2010-02-16T17:50:00.008-06:00

I love
Coke.
Coke.
Coke.
Coke.

When I say love, what I mean to say is that I am addicted to Coke. Real, real, real bad.

And so, sadly and quite nervously, that is what I have chosen to give up [whimper] for Lent, which begins tomorrow. I can feel the tears rising up already. What would you or are you giving up this season?

Goodbye my ~~vice~~ love...

Lovely Day

2010-02-15T20:07:00.003-06:00

Yesterday I spent the day with my love and it was oh.so.lovely. The day was filled with church, grocery shopping, honey-dos, reading, flowers and a wonderful meal at home. I prepared pan-seared filet mignon with kosher salt and fresh black cracked pepper (thanks for the tips Raising Fig), garlic parmesan mashed potatoes, warm rolls and blueberries...because well, my husband just loves blueberries.

I am so grateful for this season in our lives, where we can enjoy one another before our family grows. What a sacred time.

Guest Blog from Happiest Belly on the Block

2010-02-14T20:24:00.015-06:00

Mint Chocolate Valentine’s Day Marshmallows
By Alison at The Happiest Belly on the Block

I was so excited when Courtney asked me to guest post on Causey Chit Chat! I read her blog all the time and am thrilled to find a new friend in the blogging world. Since Courtney is devoting her February posts to things she loves, I thought I’d share with you something I love.

Here is my recipe for Mint Chocolate Valentine’s Day Marshmallows. This year I made them for my daughter’s teachers and my co-workers as a little Valentine’s Day gift. These marshmallows are easy to make and require absolutely no baking. They keep well for up to a month and are delicious by themselves or added to a yummy mug of hot cocoa. I hope you love them as much as I do!

Servings: approximately 50 marshmallows

Ingredients:

For the marshmallows-

3 packets unflavored gelatin

1 cup light corn syrup with vanilla flavor

1 1/2 cups granulated sugar

¼ tsp. kosher salt

1 ½ cups cold water

1 cup powdered sugar

3 tsp. red food dye

1 9x13 pan, sprayed with nonstick spray and coated with powdered sugar

1 candy thermometer (or a thermometer that measures up to 240 degrees)

1 small heart shaped cookie cutter

For the chocolate glaze-

3 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips

1 teaspoon peppermint extract

1 metal or bamboo skewer (you can also use a toothpick)

Waxed paper

Assembly:

Place ½ cup cold water and contents of the gelatin packets in a stand mixer fit with the whisk attachment. Heat 1 cup water, sugar, salt and corn syrup to 240 degrees. Turn the mixer on and add the heated water/sugar mixture to the mixing bowl set on low speed. Once all of your liquid is in the mixer, set the speed to high and let it run for 8-10 minutes (you will know it’s ready when the marshmallow is white and fluffy). In the last minute or so, slowly add 3 tsp. red food dye (you may need to add more or less to achieve your desired color). Turn the marshmallow mixture into the 9x13 pan and use a greased spatula to spread it to the edges. Allow the marshmallows to sit, uncovered, for 3-4 days.

When you are ready to cut out the hearts, grease and coat the cookie cutter with powdered sugar. Cut out heart shapes, pressing down until the cutter reaches the bottom of the pan then twisting to release the heart. Push the heart shaped marshmallow out of the mold with your fingers and roll lightly in powdered sugar. Repeat until you have used all of the marshmallow. You can use the leftover marshmallow around the edges for hot chocolate later.

In a double boiler (if you don’t have a double boiler, a metal bowl sitting in a pot with 2-3 inches of water will work just fine), melt the chocolate, stirring in the peppermint extract when melted. Spear the top of the heart with a skewer and dip, twisting to coat the front and back of the marshmallow with chocolate. Carefully place the heart on a cookie sheet lined with waxed paper. Chill in the freezer for 10 minutes before serving or wrapping as a gift. Repeat until you have dipped all of your marshmallows.

For more fabulous recipes from The Happiest Belly on the Block, click here. Enjoy and Happy Valentine's Day!

Valentine's Day {Repost}

2010-02-14T16:52:00.004-06:00

Circa 2008

Love you, Nathan,

No Combintaion of Words

2010-02-14T09:04:00.005-06:00

I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together. - Jack Johnson

This Makes Two

2010-02-12T16:04:00.004-06:00

Mother.
Daughter.
Wife.
Friend.
Caretaker.
Strong.
Sassy.
Life of the party.
Sarcastic-speaking.
Easy-going.
Sonic-loving.
New UGG-wearing.
Cinnamon Roll-splurging.
Oldies-listening.
Wisdom-speaking.
Grandbaby-waiting.
Pool-Lounging.
Christ-seeking.
Truth-telling.
Multiple book-reading.
Benadryl-taking.
Collarless-sporting.
Words with Friends-playing.
Unconditional-loving.
Best-ever.
Mother.

Happy Birthday, Mom! I love you so much and I am so glad they closed down school on your behalf today. You really are that good.

Pinch Me!

2010-02-12T11:08:00.004-06:00

Well, DFW reportedly got 12' of snow. TWELVE INCHES! We have had so much fun here. Larry and I ventured out into the snow three different times yesterday, the last being at midnight to build a snowman. What a wonderful memory for us! The residents have had a ball, although their Valentine's dance was canceled for tonight, which is a bummer (for them and me).

(He's a little special - we know.)

Snow Day from THE CAUSEY'S on Vimeo.

Snow Day for Enzzy from THE CAUSEY'S on Vimeo.

Snow and Snuggles

2010-02-11T13:30:00.003-06:00

This is what we are doing today. How about you?

Loving the snow in Texas this year. We had a Cornerstone snowball fight this morning, so pictures will soon follow this post!

Stay warm, friends.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-10T08:25:00.001-06:00

Headaches and Big Hearts

2010-02-09T09:08:00.003-06:00

Last night I came home with an awful headache. For the third day in a row. And it was bad.

I quickly folded myself into bed and told Larry to give me 15 minutes to rest before I needed to cook dinner for the residents. Luckily for me, my sweet husband went and prepared Enchilada Bake without me. He later came upstairs and woke me up to let me know that the girls would soon be bringing me dinner in bed. I mumbled thank you or something of the like and then fell right back to sleep.

A few minutes later, I was awakened to the sound of breathing and quiet talking on Larry's side of the bed. I peaked through my half opened eyes to find L, A and S all lined in a row carefully placing my meal on the bedside table.

It is hard to explain what this simple moment did for me. These girls, they are amazing. They are so precious and service of this kind just pours from their hearts. L is especially a riot because she has a tendency to be stubborn, yet she is also the most like a mother hen, leaving my room and pointing her finger at me saying, "EAT!” And as she closed the door I heard A's last words, which were, "Get some rest.”

I rolled over and closed my eyes, hoping the throbbing would go away, but I had the briefest moment of tears reaching the surface. It was a moment of sheer gratefulness to the Lord for placing me at Cornerstone, for giving us this opportunity, and to be loved and taught how to love by our special friends here.

Love and Glory

2010-02-08T09:34:00.007-06:00

Love is doing what will enthrall the beloved with the greatest and longest joy. What will enthrall the beloved this way is the glory of God. Love means doing all we can, at whatever cost to ourselves, to help people be enthralled with the glory of God. When they are, they are satisfied and God is glorified. Therefore loving people and glorifying God are one. - John Piper

Love and Glory in Haiti.
http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/

Sweet Sunday

2010-02-07T09:20:00.005-06:00

Love, love, LOVE these petits four! I want to make them myself but I sure feel like I will need some help and encouragement from a more confident baker type. Someone just like my conveniently-located-neighbor-downstairs-Cindy!

[I'm thinking, I'm thinking] Or I could just show her the link which will inspire her to make these tasty treats for all of Cornerstone to enjoy! But shhh....I can't let her know about my sneaky little plan.

Sundays sure are sweet!

SentiMATT

2010-02-06T09:39:00.013-06:00

Sen-ti-ment (noun): a thought influenced by or proceeding from feeling or emotion.

MATH-yoo: It is of Hebrew origin, and its meaning is "gift of the Lord".

Brother.
Friend.
Husband.
Son.
Christ-follower.
Fellow-sinner.
FUN-KNEE.
Sharp-witted.
Tee-timing.
Hoop-throwing.
Shoe-loving.
Cocky-smiling.
Hand-clapping.
Noise-making.
Truth-speaking.
Hard-working.
Infectious-always.
Best-ever.
Brother.

Happy Birthday! Love you, bro.

Tater Tots and....HELLO Adorable Wreath!

2010-02-05T09:01:00.006-06:00

I love, love, love Tater Tots and Jello! And I really wanna make this wreath. But I just know I can't. I won't. I should'nt. go at it alone. Whose in? And if you make it on your own, please send me pictures!

Cupcake Liner Wreath Tutorial

I love my mom's Chicken Spaghetti

2010-02-04T20:30:00.010-06:00

And thanks to Matty celebrating another birthday (his love post coming soon), I get enjoy this delish dish.

Go make this right now!

Boil chicken in water with 1-2 chicken bouillon cubes. I use rotisserie chicken usually. In that case remove chicken from the bone. I usually use ½ of the chicken and save the other half for something else.

Cut up onions, sauté in olive oil and set aside

Boil spaghetti in broth from boiling the chicken or boil the spaghetti in water with bouillon cubes and sautéed onions.

When spaghetti is done pour off 2 cups of broth and save.

Use one small jar of Cheez Whiz or three 1 inch slices of Velveta cut up

Place chicken, spaghetti , 1 and ½ cups of broth and cheese in oven proof pan. Stir together to start cheese melting. Cover with grated cheddar cheese and cook in over 350 degrees until cheese on top is melted and the spaghetti is boiling. Use the other ½ cup of broth if needed.

Love Declared

2010-02-04T15:08:00.003-06:00

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
by Christopher Marlowe

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills and fields,
Woods or steepy mountains yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair-lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning;
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-03T08:40:00.005-06:00

What I love about my Tuesdays

2010-02-02T09:52:00.003-06:00

Night off
Writing letters with the husband
Avocados
Red wine
Tyler candles
The quiet
Blanket
Couch
Pup tucked in close
Snuggles
Bed time whenever I want
More than I deserve...

**update: my hubby ate the avocado without me.

I love being late.

2010-02-02T08:39:00.001-06:00

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. -C.S. Lewis

That's Amore

2010-01-28T16:41:00.003-06:00

The month of love is upon us:

Boxed Chocolates.
Candy Hearts.
Date Nights.
Red Roses.
Fireplaces.
Romance.
Kisses.
Hugs.
Pink.
Pink.
~~Puke~~.
Pink.

Let me just be the first one to say: I will be sick of my new blog design waaaay before any of you. I am not a pink girl. I repeat: NOT. But I will give it a whirl in the spirit of love, people.

Since my blogging efforts have been so pathetic lately, I will be true to my special little spot on the world wide web by blogging once daily in the month of February about L.O.L.O.L.O.L.O.V.E. Oh, my heart just fluttered typing that. Sarcasm...hmm? Raising Fig, will you join me?

Signed,

Pretty in Pink

Haiti Information

2010-01-13T10:49:00.001-06:00

Hey everyone,

I just wanted to provide you all with a friend of a friend's blog. The family lives in Haiti and is providing regular updates about their time after the earthquake. Powerful stuff and worthy of your time and prayers.

http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/

Also, to donate $10 to the Red Cross text Haiti to 90999.

Talk soon,

Courtney

Abundant Life Abounds

2009-12-09T14:51:00.009-06:00

Merry Christmas!

Well, Larry and I have been incredibly blessed to be apart of Cornerstone Ministries for the latter part of this year. We are excited to see what the new year has in store for the ranch. Many of you are the recipients of the Cornerstone Quarterly newsletter, but I wanted to make sure that I was not missing anyone wishing to receive information on the residents here at Cornerstone. It's a great way to see a small piece of our time spent here!

If you would like to receive the Cornerstone Quarterly for 2010, please email me at causeychitchat@gmail.com and leave me your name and address. I would love to add you to the mailing list.

Lastly, December is the month that Cornerstone kindly requests donations for next year's operations. Should you have an interest in donating, please either send me an email or visit the website to make a donation at http://cornerstone-ranch.com/. Your financial gifts truly change the lives of some incredibly special people.

Abundant life abounds.

Thank you for loving us and this wonderful ministry. We have forever been changed.

With a grateful heart,

The Causeys

{Enjoying the Neiman Marcus Adolphus Children's Parade}

Our Wedding

2009-11-30T11:59:00.003-06:00

Hi everyone,

I hope that you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! We sure did. Will and David made our Thanksgiving so very special this year. I hope to share more soon. But....

Our wedding video is here!

My sweet husband has been extremely patient in downloading our wedding video to Vimeo. I wish that I could share it with you in one peice but we had to break the video into three segments. Larry did most of the video work (special thanks to Jen and Ken) and he did all of the editing himself. He did a brillant job and I am so thankful to have this as a lasting reminder of our incredible time spent in California.

Enjoy our special time and we would love your comments!

Part 1 - prewedding fun

California Love part 1 from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

Part 2 - wedding
California Love part 2 from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

Part 3 - honeymoon

California Love (The Moon Honey) from Larry Ray Causey II on Vimeo.

P.S. Larry, thank you so, so much for doing this. I appreciate your patience and love more than you know. I love you, friend.

Signed,

California Dreamin'

All media was purchased and is being used for personal use to share with family and friends. Acknowledgements are give to: Bottle Shock (2008), Barry Louise Polisar, The Weepies, Tristan Prettyman, Jourdan Burks, Danyew, Shane and Shane, Kari Jobe, Jack Johnson, Phantom Planet, LL Cool J, Tom T. Hall, Deneice Williams, Taylor Swift and C.S. Lewis.

Stay Tuned Y'all

2009-11-24T15:43:00.001-06:00

Well, this will be our first Thanksgiving with Cornerstone and so it only made sense for us to offer up to take Will and David with us to my parents for the holidays. Will and David are both from the D.C. area and so they go home for Christmas but not Thanksgiving. We are soooo excited to take them to Keller and can't wait for them to spend some time with our family and friends. Please stay tuned for pictures!

Oh, and that wedding video preview I promised - it's coming, I still promise.

Enjoy your loved ones over the next few days and Happy Thanksgiving.

Signed,

Already sick of Turkey

My, Oh My. Where Does The Time Go?

2009-11-08T21:11:00.011-06:00

Greetings from our cozy little abode in McKinney. It has been just over a month since my last post. I thought about you often, sweet blog, but no words have felt worthy of the time. I wanted to get everyone a little peak of the last month. We have been very busy out here at Cornerstone and even made some big decisions in the last month.

A couple of weeks ago I made the announcement at MBF that I would leaving between January and March to further pursue my masters and wrap up my course work. It was a hard decision seeing that I have invested more than four years with the company, but Kim and Jim took the news like champs and they were so gracious about everything. They have since offered for me to work part-time on Mondays and Fridays and I have accepted to give it a try.

I celebrated my 30th Birthday. Thirty years of life...so much has been crammed into this life and I am thankful for all its twist and turns, even when I may not have been appreciative in the moment. I did not plan on doing much of anything for my birthday, with the exception of dinner with the family. Little did I know that the residents would surprise me and that Larry would put together a party back in Keller with all of our closest friends...and that he would reveal our much anticipated wedding video! He did a brilliant job and I cannot wait to share with you all.

We also had a wonderful time celebrating the wedding of our friends Jayson and Sarah. They planned an intimate ceremony in a friend's backyard and then they rocked the Mainstay Farms venue. It was a beautiful night that let us share in their beautifully quirky love and we are so thankful that the Lord has brought them together.

Our first fall football game, where the cool air tickled our noses and the crickets abounded (in our hair)...

There was also always a little time for dress up.

And celebrating brother K's birthday provided plenty of opportunity to get my hands on this baby! Being an aunt is a fabulous thing.

And yes, we are those people. We have our reasons. Deal with it.

Lastly, Larry and I celebrate six months of sharing life together today. And all I can say to that is, my, oh my. Where does the time go?

Signed,

Already proudly relishing in Sufjan's Christmas album

P.S. A few prayer requests, please.

*Please be lifting up baby Walker daily as he fights the good fight against cancer.

*My sweet friend and collegue, Holly, for a speedy recovery from surgery for a stubborn, collapsing lung.

*Baby Stellan as he prepares for surgery for his SVT.

2009 Cornerstone Retreat

2009-10-05T18:50:00.015-05:00

This past weekend the staff and residents loaded up in two vans and headed to Winslow, Arkansas for a little getaway. It was such a wonderful time together and we enjoyed singing songs, face-off challenges, playing football, hiking, smores, napping and lots of laughing! It was so nice to enjoy the weekend without phones and computers and to soak in this sacred, precious little family that we have together. Have I mentioned I sure am a lucky girl?

**Click on the photos to see an enlarged version.

He's home...

2009-09-18T21:23:00.002-05:00

Tired but home. And my heart could just burst. Swoon.

Fall Break

2009-09-10T19:03:00.004-05:00

I am a little behind, but last Friday night was the night before the residents headed home to visit their families for fall break. They were very excited and their suitcases were already packed and ready to go. Enjoy them!

*Be sure to pause the music on the right hand side of my blog to hear their voices.

Fall Break from courtney causey on Vimeo.

Compromise

2009-09-03T20:33:00.003-05:00

I have been thinking about compromise a lot lately. Here are just a few of my thoughts on how we compromise. I know you've got some too, so let's hear 'em!

Do we compromise the health of our bodies for convenience?

Do we compromise our education by having every answer available at our finger tips?

Do we compromise integrity to enlarge our paychecks?

Do we compromise the very Word of God for the words of Oprah?

Do we compromise the purpose of labor by striving to get rich fast?

Do we compromise time with our children so that they are enrolled in all the right schools and activities?

Do we compromise the precious company before us for a tiny screen and 10 keys?

Do we compromise our marriages for the vicarious relationships we have with Hollywood?

Do we compromise clothing the poor for the aim of a full closet?

Do we compromise the sound of the rain for the sound of a square box in our living room?

Do we compromise witnessing the ever-changing sunset for the evening news?

Do we compromise turning old, yellow pages in a book for a latest and greatest technology?

Do we compromise the safety of our lover's arms for a scripted glimpse into reality?

Do we compromise having a voice in our children’s lives to make happy hour instead?

Do we compromise being made new by insisting on being right?

Do we compromise freedom by striving to maintain appearances?

Do we compromise modesty for the satisfaction of turning the head of another?

Do we compromise retirement funds for shopping bags?

Do we compromise service to be served?

Do we compromise the fruit of pain by seeking to merely dull the ache?

Do we compromise the value of one friend while scrambling to network with the world?

Do we compromise...

Come Monday

2009-08-21T21:48:00.010-05:00

Recently I shared this little story with you and even further back, I shared this one. They are fairly similar and I realize that I use my blog to express my general distaste with change quite often. The truth is that change is almost always good, and yet in spite of knowing this, I almost always resist. But whatever. This is another blog about the most recent change in the life de Courtney.

A little over three years ago, the Lord was gracious enough to have one of my friends, Taylor, call MBF with a recommendation of her friend for one of our internal positions. When I met Kari she was friendly but quiet...very quiet. I just wasn't sure about her, you see. Of course, I had the same feeling about one of my best friends, Callie, years before and we became such fast friends that I should have known that Kari would end up to be one of my besties. Anyway, my friend Kels and I were looking for a third roommate and I subtly threw it out there to Kari and it was almost an instant yes. Little did I know that the Lord was weaving our lives together in a way that only He can. But before I get off track and tell you every little thing about Kari and our friendship, I should let you know that today brought change.

Today was Kari's last day at Mom's Best Friend.

Monday will roll around and there will be no text about traffic being the cause of our tardiness or early morning phone call to laugh about something we heard on the Kidd Kradick show. No more organizing event supplies together, or making sonic runs mid-afternoon, and we won't even have the occasional office arguments because one or both of us got our feelings hurt (the hardship of being best friends and colleagues at times!).

Okay, before I sit here and think about all the things that we have done together, causing me to spin into a depression with crocodile tears and heart palpitations, I should should stop and simply say that I love her. Very much.

Dear Kari, your work at MBF has been unbelievable. Your work ethic and kindness minister to me daily and I respect you more than you know. We have grown so much in the last few years together and as I wrote you earlier today, I look forward to the years to come and the sweet memories that they will hold together. I will thank the Lord forever for His perfect timing of placing you in my life. I pray that our friendship lives, thrives and flourishes way outside the walls of MBF. Good luck to you in your new adventure and I am so proud of you for taking this risk. I pray that Monday morning is filled with new wonder for you and all of God's precious peace. Please know that there will surely be a void in the office and our hearts without you. Okay, I have to stop because the tears, well, they are a comin'. I won't say goodbye, but rather, have a nice vacation. I love you, dear friend.

I wanted to share a few pictures from over the last few years spent with Kare Bear. We have done a lot of life together! Work, love, heartbreak, laughter, tears, the loss of a friend, engagement, marriage, first time skiers, cruise ships, Christmas trees, tennis, roller blades, dinner parties, and so much more. And I will yell it off the rooftop, "HE IS GOOD"!

Signed,

Fraggle

V{an} Adventure

2009-08-13T22:13:00.004-05:00

**Be sure to pause the music in order to hear the sound on the video. Enjoy our friends! There are a few special shout outs to Coach Matt Shabay and Matt Coker. But you have to listen closely!

Van Adventures, 8/12/09 from courtney causey on Vimeo.

Morning Pillow Talk

2009-08-08T07:02:00.010-05:00

Good morning! It's bright and early and I could be sleeping (my only day of the week to) but instead I am surfing the internet. What is wrong with me? I blame my morning distractions on Crystal for posting pictures of my "nephew" Ghirin. I was so excited I wanted to jump out of bed and dance a little. But I didn't. You can check out Matt and Callie's prized possession here. Couldn't you just eat.him.up?

Good news! Great news! Larry is coming home a whole week early! He should be home either tonight or early tomorrow. I have only gotten to talk to him once since he's been in British Colombia but it sounded like he was having a great trip. He spent 9 hours going up a mountain horseback and then back down all day yesterday, but he was loving every minute...you know him. I will post a few pictures for you when he gets home.

I took the residents to ride go-carts last night and then we enjoyed a sonic run after. They all did great and even though I still miss my friends back home every weekend, I could not be more blessed to spend my nights with such special friends. They are so good to me.

Okay, well, since I am up before 7:00 maybe I should get out of bed and do one of the seven loads of laundry I have sitting in the floor. I swear, Larry leaves for a week and the house is destroyed...laundry everywhere, dishes to be done, messy bathroom...messy everything! But by tonight the house will be in order, groceries stocked, and smelling divine with candles and food. Larry will think that I never missed a beat while he was away. Shhh...this is our little secret, okay?

Oh, and a very happy 3 month anniversary to us today! I can't even believe how fast the time is going. I love you so much, Larry and you become a greater gift to me every day. Thank you!

Happy weekend, friends!

Signed,

Get out there and get the stink blown off ya
-Hope Floats

Sing-a-long with Laura Marie and A.B.

2009-07-28T11:28:00.004-05:00

Pals and Pictures

2009-07-26T19:32:00.009-05:00

Well, Monday is almost among us. I hope that you all had a great weekend! My mom came out for lunch on Friday and the Shabays stayed the night with us last night, so I could not be any happier on this Sunday evening. Our time included food, local music on the sqaure, D.Q. treats, bikes, surf films, wedding footage and scattergories.

I don't have much time to post, but I wanted to leave you all with some pictures of our new place. But please still come see it in person, okay?

I know that it is good

2009-07-17T10:26:00.016-05:00

Hello strangers! I am sorry that I have not been very good about blogging. I have just come to grips with the fact that I am not a regular blogger. So should you, okay?

Things in McKinney are going great. There are certainly advantages and disadvantages to living in a new place. And I am sure that the latter will slowly fade into the background as we become more and more acclimated.

Working with the residents is an absolute highlight for me. I had to miss one night last week, and for the first time one of residents told me that they missed me. My heart melted right then and there. I also love cooking for them in the evenings. I never thought in a million years that I would be cooking for seven people on a regular basis. It is just another way that the Lord reveals that His ways are not our own. With each meal that I make, which brings about a greater and growing confidence, the more clearly I see the lies of the enemy. Think about this with me...he lies about something as simple as cooking! And not just once but for years! And to think about what his lies are revolving around the important stuff in our lives...

To be ever more content in who the Lord made me to be and that He indeed loves me is the greatest gift I have ever been given. But it's not instant and I don't trust it everyday. It's slow and it takes faith, which I lack far too often.

Speaking of faith, I am reading a fabulous book by John Piper, titled Future Grace. It has been a sweet balm to me and I hope to read it more deeply as soon as my class is over in a few weeks.

But I digress, so back to us living in a new place. I love living in the country. I love that it's quiet. I love that Larry and I stay home more. I love being so close to the Heaton's and the residents. I love our apartment. I love pulling into the driveway after work everyday. And I am absolutely in love with the peace in our decision to be here.

But... There it is. The but. But, it's hard being so far away from my friends. I miss you all so very much! This of course goes out to "The Gang". I miss being close enough to where I/we never had to say no to upcoming plans with you all. My heart gets sad when I know you all will be enjoying each other's company and laughter, and that I will not be able to be there (all of last weekend...ahem). The rational part of me knows that Larry and I are not forgotten and that in no time we will back there with you all. I also know that time and seasons shift us all about and suddenly the inseparable gang begins to start dating, gets married, have children, moves away, take on second jobs, gets involved in different churches and so on. And that's life. Constantly ebbing and flowing. Bringing people in and out of your life like the rolling tide. And this is good. But it hurts too.

As a tiny girl I always had the hope of a best friend that would join my side and do life with me in both calm seas and crashing waves. And since preschool I have had the immense privilege to know some of the most fabulous women that God put together! But my problem has been this; connecting deeply with a friend and holding on tightly to the idea that we will forever be that close. That I will never be hurt. That we will never disagree. That we will always adore each other. That we will always be a huge priority in each other's lives. That we will make decisions based on each other. And sadly, the list goes on. Who, including myself, can withstand those expectations. Well, quite obviously no one.

And even though I do have a handful of best girls friends (and I mean BEST!), I have to be careful not to be disappointed, and not by my precious friends but rather by my own expectations. Seasons change. Every year. Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring. And I have to whisper to myself, that it's nothing personal. It is good.

Oh, how I desire to love the women in my life richly and deeply and without the relationship killer "expectation". I pray that when seasons shift and friendships take on a new look (however, still carrying the same great love) that I can remain loyal, true, constant, loving and simply always here for you. In other words, though the sea never looks exactly the same, it is indeed the exact same water. And to that I say, Selah.

I am not sure if any of you have ever struggled with this exact same thing. Perhaps not. But I am a women who is slow to accept change (no giggling, sister) and I am learning to be okay with that about myself. It has only taken 29 years. Tonight, in place of my expectations, I pray to offer those in my life - freedom. To my husband, my family and my friends.

This post is random and it's not tied up in a pretty little bow with a single topic that includes an intro and conclusion to nicely present my topic. It's scattered and reveals my heart and mind, both filled with joy and a heavy heart. Nothing in particular spurred these ramblings on, except that I feel very far from home tonight. And I miss you. And I know who I want to be for each one of you, both new and old comrades. You make me better and I love you. Now come crawl in bed and snuggle with me!

-I leave you with a picture because well, everyone enjoys the pictures more than the writing (or maybe that's just me). This picture was selected at random but it's exactly where I would like to be tonight, expect with a bigger couch and throw the Hubby, Sister, Burke, P Rob, B. Brown, Jamsey and Rach and G-off into the dog pile. Ahhh....much better.

Signed,

It's late - no time for editing. Deal.

Laura {Resident Profile}

2009-06-25T08:20:00.020-05:00

I want you to know the residents like we do. When you come to visit (wink, wink) I want you to feel like you already know these special, wonderful friends of ours. And so now, in no particular order, I present Laura Marie to you! I myself am only a few days into this journey so I will update you on Laura from time to time as I get to know her better.

Laura is precious.

She loves Grease. And not just the movie, but any rendition of Grease that there is. Yesterday she was sporting her large Grease belt buckle, with her very own name engraved in the back. Oh yeah, real nice. You could see it from a mile a way and no one would wear it more proudly than her.

She loves music. She sat in the floor by my feet last night and showed me every single CD that she owns. A few from her collection included Space Jam (wow - blast from the past), The Sound of Music, Mama Mia, Miley Cyrus and The Jonas Brothers.

She loves to get right up in your face! If you look at Laura (which I do a lot with great endearment) then she will look back at you and get right in your face with a huge grin. It only leaves you able to reach out and hold her face or pull her closer to hug her.

She is excellent at doing laundry. Really. She puts me to shame. In fact, she taught me a new way to fold my shirts and I was almost so inspired that I was going to take out all our clothes from the dresser and refold them. But...then the bed looked too fabulous. And she is patient and does this simple task with excellence. And that taught me a lot.

She wants you to get the details exactly right. If her friend Amanda tells the story slightly different from how it happened, she will correct it until she is heard and justified.

She likes to dance like a chicken in the van. O.M.G. But I sure did pick up her moves real quick. Keep an eye out for us in McKinney. We are the big white van with the coop full of dancing chicks.

She loves food. A lot. And she is learning that moderation is a good thing. Aren't we all?

And she may enjoy shaving other peoples legs (ahem). Because it is good to have smooth legs, ladies. Don't forget it.

Oh Laura, you already make me laugh so much. Yet your diligence in your chores teaches me much about how to be a great wife to my hubby. I can't wait to fall more in love with you!

Signed,

Your newest Pink Lady

Suite Life of Zach and Cody, Shaving and Silverado

2009-06-24T13:58:00.004-05:00

Well, we had our first day with the residents on Monday and it went great! I can already tell that our time with them is going to be filled with many stories and adventures (i.e. one of residents really, really wanted to shave my legs on Monday!). Laura and Amanda, the two female residents at the moment, and I made dinner for all of us and then we just spent the evening lounging in the family room watching either sports or Disney. I spent the evening observing a lot and just trying to get to know each of their personalities better. I already love them all for so many different reasons. I can't wait to see how my heart grows for them over time. Tonight we take them out for dinner, which I am grateful to not have to make dinner for seven this evening. Who knows, maybe I am going to have five kids on of these days and the Lord's just getting me ready. Oh dear Lord, my knees just got weak.

Yesterday, my mom admitted my precious granny into an assisted living facility called Silverado in Valley Ranch. Two years ago my granny was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and she is now at the stage that she can no longer care for herself. The facility is beautiful and the staff is amazing and tender-hearted. But nonetheless, by the time I got home from visiting her and my mom, I was a wreck. Just having to think about her going to bed in an unfamiliar place, waking up disoriented and alone, while also hurting all at the same time for my mom having to leave her there. Poor Larry just held me through the tears. And we are not just talking about a few tears with a smudge of mascara across the face, oh no, we are talking big, shaky, ugly cry. But I sure did feel better after (the wine may have helped too). If you are so inclined, I would love for you to pray for my mom and granny (Helen) during this difficult transition and new life stage. It is one that certainly leaves me yearning for Jesus. His ways are not our own...

Again, I will try to get a few pictures of the residents up soon, as well as our apartment...and wedding...and honeymoon. Well, I just went and overwhelmed myself. So now I may just continue to procrastinate. How do all you good picture takers/posters do it out there? Hmph.

Happy Hump Day.

Signed,

Shaving my own dang legs

It's Dark in the Country

2009-06-17T09:30:00.002-05:00

Well, the hubs and I are just about settled in McKinney. This Friday it will be three weeks since we moved, but with all of our traveling around the last couple weeks, it is just beginning to feel like home. There are many things that make this place feel new. It's as if we have moved to a new state rather than just a few cities away. Here are just a few of the new things...

Lightening Bugs! Oh my goodness! They are everywhere and they make my heart happy because I can only think about going my dad's softball games as a little girl and being encouraged by my mom to chase around the magical insects.
Country Wildlife. Luckily I have not had any run ins with anything other than a passing skunk, but I am always on alert for the danger that lurks about on our new, unfamiliar 42-acres. (I know, a little dramatic, right?) But seriously people, I have heard stories about snakes (copperheads!) slithering about on the driveways, bobcats creeping on the roof, coyotes sitings, raccoons making their home in the garage. It's just too much for a city girl! The other day after church they were telling a story about snakes and Larry just grazed my toe with his foot and I jumped so high that my knee hit the table causing everyone's plates to shake about. Oh, and let's not forget that I have a tiny, precious dog that could be snatched up at any moment by an owl, hawk or coyote. Can you even imagine the horror of it? Why are you laughing? This is serious. Very. I am not being irrational. My fears are warranted. Okay, just took some zanax. Heart rate slowly coming down...
Cable Television. That's right, this is the first time since 2003 that I have had cable at my place of residence. Larry and I aren't big TV watchers but I am excited to have more than six channels to choose from now.
A Garage. Yep, I have my very own place to put my car. I have never had a garage before so I am always a little excited to push the button on the opener.
Bullfrog Ribbets. They make funny sounds all night. At first I thought it was some kind of dying, moaning animal in the pasture behind us. But my husband knows a lot about a lot and he informed me that it's just good ol' bullfrogs. Can't you just picture me walking around all nervous like at every new sound? Hopefully this wears off soon.
Long Drives. Well, I better just get used to this one because my drive to work is about 45 minutes and the drive to Keller is over an hour. I plan to just stay home. A lot.

That's all I have for now. I can't wait for the residents to get home at the end of this week! D and C have made us feel so very welcome at this point and we feel completely at peace and excited about our decision to be apart of Cornerstone. I will try to get pictures up soon of our new little home. I love it - thank you for the kitchen space! Please come visit us soon - but beware of snakes, bobcats and more - oh my!

Signed,

Tip Toeing in the Wilderness

From the Beginning

2009-06-09T13:46:00.001-05:00

Posted originally on March 4, 2009

Hello blog world! I sure have missed you.As most of you already know, I am soon to be Mrs. Larry Ray Causey II. Still a crazy thought! Our wedding is May 8th in Healdsburg, CA. Larry and I decided on a small family wedding for many reasons. And we can't wait to share that sacred moment in time with you through pictures and storytelling. We are also planning to have a reception in Texas this summer, but no details have been finalized, so more information to come on that little shindig. I am definitely in the countdown phase of this crazy season. Only 65 days, 9.3 weeks or just a couple months to go...however you prefer to look at it (Ahem...Matt and Geof). I am so excited to step forward and do life with Larry Ray. He proves to be more than I ever deserved over and over again. And it leaves me only able to cry mercy. He is merciful, isn't He?!

Well, enough wedding talk for now. Like I said, most of you already now all that any way. But, Larry and I do have some very exciting news to announce. It's kind of a big deal because this is one of the first decisions that Larry and I were asked to make together as a couple. I know that this is just one of many "first" for him and I. Okay, okay...I am sure that you are sitting on the edge of your seat in suspense, right?

When Larry and I return from our honeymoon we will begin packing (our very, very new home) and heading up to our new home in McKinney. And we are not talking booming city McKinney but rather country, out in the middle of nowhere McKinney. Larry and I have accepted a part-time position at Cornerstone Ranch, which is a group home for special needs residents. Larry volunteered with the staff and several of the residents all through college while at SMU. He was involved in YL Capernanum which is an organization that brings the Good News of Christ to high school kids/adults with disabilities. Early on in our relationship I was privileged enough to join Larry at a couple of events where I was able to engage with these young adults. And my heart melted. All fears that I carried about feeling uncomfortable with special needs just subsided. For the first time I knew that these amazingly transparent people could teach me so much about myself and this God that I only want to love more.

Back in August, Larry and I made our first visit to Cornerstone. I (surprisingly) felt at home. I had such a quiet peace and life felt "slower" there to me. I secretly tucked a prayer inside my heart that one day Larry and I would be more involved in Cornertsone. Little did I now that the Lord would, in His grace, answer that silent prayer. Last month we were asked to consider moving to Cornerstone to work part-time three nights a week with the residents. And over the last month Larry and I have prayed, visited Cornerstone, and talked a lot about the what the gain would be over the loss. And we just keep coming to this place of feeling like the losses presented were worth losing for the chance to engage this opportunity.

So, we will be packing up the new townhome, moving to McKinney, saying goodbye to the convenience of our friends and family, leaving a new church that we love and throwing ourselves into this community called Cornertsone. Did I mention it's out.in.the.middle.of.nowhere?

Larry and I will still be keeping our full-time jobs. MBF has been gracious enough to support us in this opportunity and they are providing some flexibility with my schedule. Thank you, Kim and Jim! And Larry will still be able to travel the world with Buck and edit from home. Larry will work one day/week with the residents while I am at MBF and then three nights/week we will help the residents with dinner, evening activities and bed time routine. Really we are there to help provide structure for the residents. They are all pretty self sufficient. I can't wait to be sitting at the dinner table with them, admiring their most perfect faces and listening to their stories!

I would love for you to join us in prayer. We know that many people think you should take your first year of marriage kind of easy and "get to know each other". And Larry and I both desire that deeply. But we also desire to do something together that will bond us in a beautiful way. And I pray that this will happen through serving the precious residents at Cornerstone. Please pray for Larry and I's marriage and that it will be an easy transition, pray that we will be able to balance all that life requires (MBF, Buck, Cornertsone, time with family and friends, marriage, church, etc). Pray that we will find a healthy church in McKinney to attend. And pray for Cornerstone, that we are the right fit for this job, pray for the rest of the staff (by name: David, Cynthia, Doug and Miranda) and the residents (by name: Amanda, Laura, Will, David and Jason). Please just covers us in your sweet words lifted up to heaven.

Lastly, should your heart be moved towards Cornerstone or our efforts there, then please feel free to donate to the ranch by clicking here.

We love you!