Forward 2016

Forward is here!! This weekend, I’m at this amazing place. What is Forward, you ask?

Each year Forward Conference features an assortment of influential speakers and talented music artists, all gathered in one place, to impact our local youth. Sometimes, not so local: This year we have youth from our Orange County, California campus, as well as our Spartanburg, South Carolina campus. I’ve seen license plates in the arena parking lot from Philadelphia, buses of kids and young adults, and youth leaders from all around the South! Even Australia. So, why are we all gathered together for this 3 day event? Junk food. Just kidding. The next generation needs a message of positivity, especially today, when all around there is so much fear and uncertainty. Gathered together, to fellowship, sing…. and eat junk food.

Take a look at these pictures that some talented guy named, Ray Candelaria took:

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Effective for a designed purpose

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It’s all about the details for me. Maybe it’s immaturity. Maybe adult ADD. Or, more likely, that I just plain appreciate life’s little gifts: A new razor, a really good book, a bathing suit that fits (hark!) or, the lock on my bathroom door. Guilty of overusing that last one. I’m such a rebel, all locking myself in the bathroom.

Back up to the razor. I got a fresh, new pack of refill razor blades. Everyone at my community pool can now rejoice! The little things.

I’m shaving away in the shower, balancing like a not-so-graceful flamingo, trying to be smooth and fresh for said pool. Okay, maybe just smooth. Maybe fresh is overshooting a bit.

Shaving, shaving, shaving. Aaaaaaand nothing. Not one smooth strip anywhere. What the actual crap?! This razor is defunct. This tool of smoothness is lame. Then I realize, (don’t laugh. Ok, laugh) the razor head is upside down. It’s not effective because I wasn’t using the thing as it was intended. I’m not dumb, inadequate, or even helpless. The razor wasn’t set up to succeed.

Perhaps, it’s not shaving your legs. But, your life (the tool) is requiring something different from you to make your life “click right.” Maybe just a small adjustment: A new perspective, better time management, a precious friend to come alongside you – these may all help. Or, maybe you need All The Braveness to end something: An addiction, a toxic relationship, self-loathing, a bad habit.

Before you turn that razor blade around however, what are you going to do with it? What will replace the mal-alignment? Don’t just leave it to chance. You get to choose this. Isn’t that good news?! This is going to be exciting. I’m so excited for you!! You don’t have limits. Who is saying you do? You? Someone else?

Never mind all that right now. The important thing is you’re here. You’re reading this.

The razor will get turned around. And, it’ll all be really okay. God will sharpen, and refine you. He will re-build you for your designed purpose.

Take a deep breath, and let go, Girl. You can fly.

Warmly, Sarah

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See Sarah Cook

 

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I don’t love to cook.

And frankly, it doesn’t love me back. In the slightest. Sometimes I wonder if my family can taste the indifference…

I was (thisclose) to naming this post, Peanut Butter Chicken. I can already hear my family snickering, at the mere mention of the thing. Let me explain. I was stuck in a meal rut – You can relate, yes? I stumbled upon some sparkly new cuisine, sure to delight my family. I went for it.

We ate pizza that night. Whatever.

I’m good at a good many things: Mommy-ing girls, writing words, making lists, dreaming, fashion, beauty tips, rebelling against everything, and lastly, laughing so very hard at myself to make it all worthwhile. But not cooking, so much. It’s like, an irritation. A daily interruption, that feels like, “Again People?! I just fed Y’all.” Seriously man. So, I just take cooking off my balance beam. I mean, obviously I still do it because – kids and husband.

But, I give myself permission to be all, “whatever” in this area. And life goes on.

I cook the heck out of Thanksgiving dinner. So, there’s that one day a year. I have been told that I cook really well, I just don’t enjoy it. I snort in response to these kind critics because, surely they jest. But they’re serious. I think.

Shine at what you’re amazing at. Because you are pretty amazing. Take the other stuff off your beam. Or, at least stop being a mean girl to yourself about it. You are delightful. I can just tell.

Warmly, Sarah

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