Monthly Archives: December 2013

A Christmas Prayer for Adoption

Friends and Family, will you join us in prayer for our adoption? We have a significant meeting regarding our adoption today at 1:30pm MST, for which we are asking for wisdom, strength, and a holy perspective of the coming months.

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This Sunday, our pastor preached on the day Mary received the news of her baby, the Savior of the world. She did not question the power of God. She did not question the promise of a Son. But she did question the process… “how can this be, since…”

I can relate to Mary today. Our life is a big jumble of God power and promise, without a hint of HOW the process will work out.

However confused, unsure, or afraid Mary was, her final statement defines her: “I am the bonds lave of the Lord. May it be done to me, according to your word.” (Luke 1:38)

My prayer today is that I, like Mary, would be submissive to the God who is so much bigger than I. That my final word would be “I trust you.” After all, He can see the end of this road, and how all things will work together for His glory and our good (Romans 8).

If I were to sit outside of myself, this is how I would pray for the woman in my shoes:

Lord, You are good. Remind Becky of that truth. Thank you for each blessing you rain down on the Rostys.

Help Becky to submit to your call on her life, even when it doesn’t feel logical. Give her foresight to see how you are making everything beautiful in your perfect timing. Provide strength–physically, mentally, and emotionally–to stand firm on your truth, unwavering at the slightest hint of anxiety or negative thinking. Like Elizabeth’s words to Mary, I praise you Lord, for “blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord.”

Even as I write, my thoughts are drifting to our world-traveler today. I don’t know when we will get to meet him or her; but for today, I choose to rest and be still. My God has the whole world, including our child, in His hands.

Thank you for your prayers!

 

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1st Year of Marriage: Home for the Holidays

I am so blessed to know several newly-wed couples this year, including a few that Shane and I have been blessed to stand with as they committed their vows together. This series is all about those fun things that pop up once the honeymoon has ended. I hope to encourage all newly weds, (and oldly-weds) to keep seeking Christ in their marriages.

How are you struggling to survive THRIVE in your first year of marriage? Send me a message and I’ll do my best to discuss the issue.

Today’s topic is: Redefining “Home for the Holidays”

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Christmas is only a few days away. If this is your first year of marriage, you are probably trying to make an all-inclusive plan to visit everyone for the holidays… and still enjoy your first Christmas with your hot hubby.

The big question is…. “Which home will we visit?”

If you live quite a distance from either set of parents, this can be difficult. As I described in my last First Year of Marriage post, it has always been a relay race since both of our families live in the same town.

One way or another, one of you will probably end up missing out on a family tradition you always looked forward to. Not feeling sentimental? Then one of your families is going to miss out on having you for their big family dinner/gift-exchange/Home-Alone reenactment [poor uncle Joe], etc.

All of these stressors can add up quickly during the season, particularly if you are traveling. Then Bing Crosby’s voice rings through the radio and you are sniffling about how you don’t feel “home for Christmas.”

There is some great advice out there—build new traditions and accept your spouse’s old ones—which I will not repeat. Rather, I would encourage you to embrace a greater perspective about your first Christmas as a married couple:

Find your “home” in your husband.

You have probably been working on your sense of “home” all year. I remember trying to make our new apartment feel like a home. And then starting over with the next place. But Christmas rolled around and I really missed my moms cookies, my dads big laugh at the newest blockbuster, and my sisters’ excitement to open Christmas presents.

It took me MORE than a few Christmases to learn that Shane is my home. And I am his home.

It is not in the lights, decorations, and traditions that give me the warm feelings of knowing I am “home.” Rather, I understand my belonging when I look into my husband’s eyes and realize what a life we are building together.

In truth, “husband-is-home” is an applicable picture of heaven: as the “bride of Christ,” our sense of home and belonging should be found in God’s heart. We must detach ourselves from the comforts and traditions we have “growing up” in this world, that we might be fully satisfied in Christ. We don’t know what our home in heaven looks like, but we know what God’s heart looks like (by studying the Word of God). His heart can be our sense of “Home,” from now till eternity.

Shane and I before we got married...
Shane and I before we got married…

When I see my husband as my “home,” I am glimpsing the heart of God’s purpose for marriage. We are to be a reflection of Christian’s relationship with Jesus (see Ephesians 5).

Christmas is perhaps the best time to truly define your sense of “home” together as a married couple. I get to spend the rest of my life with Shane. Some Christmases we will be at my parents, other’s we will be at his. Still many more to come will probably be snowed in our little house in the shadow of our favorite mountains. I can’t wait for the Christmas we get to spend on the beach in New Zealand or South Pacific (hey, a girl can dream).

Regardless of where we are… as long as we are together, I’ll be home for Christmas.

Stay tuned for more posts on how to Thrive in Your 1st Year of Marriage.

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