Love: It works

Last week I re-read 1 Corinthians 13.  Ya know, that love chapter that we never really understood as kids because it talked about clanging gongs and mirrors that reflected imperfectly!

While this is said often and it is definitely true: sometimes you can read something that you have read 20 times before and the 21'st time you finally get it.  I finally got 1 Corinthians 13 last week.  It finally resonated in me.  Not only the fact that God is love and love resonates from Him, but the fact that all love is seriously legit.  It is like the navy seal of characteristics.

4 Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.5  It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God’s love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].6  It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.7  Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].8  Love never fails [never fades out or becomes obsolete or comes to an end]. 

I am at the same time in awe of the fact that God loves me and therefore feels all those things for me, and in awe that I fall so terribly short of that example.   I started to play out what love looks like in life and it was so different than what I thought.  

For example while trying to go to sleep one night last week I was thinking of something someone said that offended me slightly.  Awesome, right?  While I was thinking about this person and how I felt about them at that moment suddenly 1 Corinthians 13:7 came up in my mind and shouted "love is ever ready to believe the best of every person".  Like the snap of fingers my offense and bad feelings totally changed as I applied love to them.  I am terrible at believing the best of certain people.  No matter the reason that completely sucks and is not love.  But once I applied that definition of love in that certain situation and I allowed God to give me his love to love with - everything changed.  The premise that love conquers all started to really come alive as I realized how powerful love really is.

Recently I have been really intrigued by getting to know God for no other reason than just to have more intimacy with Him.   While this should be the goal of all our walks with God, for me it is just God getting me to the next level of maturity.  I have realized that God really is everything that we are searching for.   He creatively explains who He is all throughout scripture and somehow I have missed certain parts of Him while growing up.   

Isn't it cool to think that God is always ready to believe the best of us even when He knows our hearts?  

Today the part of love that I need to apply to life is: loves hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].  God is enduring.  His love for us is enduring.  His dreams for us are enduring.  His hope in us is enduring.  His love should translate into our life allowing us to have hopes that endure all circumstances.  Sometimes life can hand us some pretty crazy circumstances to endure through and enduring can be hard.  But we are loved by love himself who can hope for us and give us hope.  

The past six months have handed Chris and I a pretty awesome set of circumstances that have done their best to knock the wind out us.  Yet, God gently reminds us that he is love and love's hopes are fadeless and enduring all circumstances.  He is our provider and protector and our Daddy.  He is plain cool :)

Catching up On Life

Hi :)

Are you preparing for Christmas?  Are you getting excited to spend time with family and friends?  I know I am.  We are getting ready to celebrate our last Christmas without a child of our very own.  Can you believe that?

I am so excited.   I have moments where I begin to realize that our life is about to change big time.  I have other moments where I still cannot believe that I am almost 8 months pregnant.   Pregnancy has definitely forced me to focus on the present, so the moments when I am able to think about the future are always mind blowing!

I will be 8 months pregnant on Friday.  I am growing at alarming rates in every direction :) and I have something very alive inside of me moving all around.   The nursery is almost complete and I feel that we are almost prepared to have this little one.  At least we can get him home and provide him a place to sleep.  

To catch all of you up I have had a little drama in my pregnancy.  Which thankfully has not harmed or bothered our baby boy at all.  Our little one of growing and happy and being completed by God in my tummy.

My last post caught you up with my first trimester -- which was hormonally difficult but that is just sometimes the nature of pregnancy :)

[ Disclaimer: Talking about pregnancy drama that was supervised by doctors.  Please do not share with me any of your pregnancy related horror stories or any kidney infection horror stories.  Thank you ] 

A week into my second trimester I got a pregnancy induced kidney stone.  Under the care of doctors and nutritionists I was able to pass it at home.  Not without an excruciating amount of pain but also with some heart peace that I was going to be ok.

It took my pregnant body awhile to recover from that but the baby was fine and that was all that mattered.

A month after the first kidney stone my body threw me for a loop.  On the first Saturday of September, while Chris and I were watching Pioneer Woman on TV, I started getting symptoms of another kidney stone.  This time it was different and I knew that I needed to go to the hospital immediately.   Within an hour of the pain starting we were checked into the emergency room.  It was determined that I had a kidney infection and I was passing a kidney stone at the same time.   The pain was indescribable.   They eventually checked me into postpartum where I stayed for 5 days.   Thankfully the baby was completely un-bothered by the whole situation which I am so grateful to God for.  Thankfully I had some amazing doctors who encouraged me and spoke hope over me and the baby.  Thankfully I got better and was able to walk out of there.

Literally a week after I left the hospital I got another kidney stone.  Thankfully there was no infection or fever and the pain was not quite as severe.   I spent most of my time passing it at home but my doctor advised me to go see a urologist to see if he could help me out.   Unfortunately traveling while passing a kidney stone was not the best idea and the pain peaked right as I got to the doctor's office.  They immediately transferred me to postpartum care in the Labor and Delivery section under the care of my OB.   A beautiful lady came to transfer me.  She was dressed up in her business finest and did not look like someone who should be transferring a patient from one part of the hospital to another.   In the midst of the transfer while we were waiting on a room she prayed for me.  Instantly my pain stopped and I passed that kidney stone like it was no big deal and I got to leave the hospital the next morning.  Again, the baby was completely fine and had a great heartbeat and started to move.

The month after my kidney infection / second and third stone was emotionally very difficult for me.  I simply had no energy and had trouble accomplishing the most minuscule tasks.  For the first time in my entire life I experienced a little bout of depression.   In truth my body was recovering from a severe infection and was busy growing and protecting a little baby.   My body was tired and my emotions were allowed to run free and I was pretty angry that I had gotten sick.  After all I thought I was pretty healthy!

God did not let me stay there long, but I had to make the decision to stop feeling sorry for myself and gett off the couch even though I did not feel like it.   I was standing at the kitchen sink one day when the Lord whispered to my heart to fight.  To fight for my baby, for myself, and for my family.  I turned off the TV and started listening to sermons and my heart got stronger and stronger.   I was able to break out of the depression I was in and start to live again.

My doctor, who I LOVE, was finally able to get me on the right natural supplement.  My kidneys love it and everything is WAY better.   The baby has continued to grow and move and have awesome heartbeats.  

It has been a while since our last medical drama and I have energy and feel like a real human being. We even got to go on a babymoon to La Canterra resort just north of San Antonio and return to having a more normal social life.

I guess I tell you these things so you can be praying for us as we enter into our last few weeks of pregnancies.   As with all babies I know God has a special plan for our little boy.  I appreciate every prayer that comes our way.

I can say today that I feel God's presence in our life.  All of this has brought Chris and I closer together and has taught us to pray and be proactive.  God has given us what we need in this life we just have to receive it and sometime get up and fight.   God has allowed us to be SO EXCITED and to truly ENJOY all the non kidney related parts of this pregnancy.   God has even allowed me to be excited for our next pregnancy --- which I was totally unsure about when I was getting admitted to the emergency room.

Merry Christmas :)  I hope to keep you updated on our life, our thoughts, and what is going on in our hearts.

I have and I haven't fallen off the face of the earth :)

Hi :)

Yes, I actually still have this blog.   No, I have not actually blogged since March of this year.  In truth I have two reasons why I have not blogged.   The first is the last 9 to 10 months have been the most spiritually dry of my life.  Second, which is a WAYYY better reason than the first, is that I am pregnant with our first born SON :).   Which I am assuming most of you know from facebook.

God has laid a bunch of things on my heart to share with you which I am sure will take several blog posts.  In this one hopefully I can catch you up on a few things in our life and from my heart.  

So .... remember when I posted about landscaping and being uncomfortable? In those posts I might have moaned about how after I had made all these declarations about wanting to grow that God was all quiet on the western front?  Well, needless to say God reads my blog and he responded.  Our life has been CRAZY for the last 5 or 6 months.   We have been challenged in about every way.   Good and bad.   We have grown.

In my post about landscaping I talked about doing, acting, and obeying and I referenced several verses from James describing what God was telling me to do.   In truth, because what means anything without truth,  I have not done a whole lot of doing, acting, and obeying in the specific areas God has asked me to.  Admitting that hurts but being real with myself is also awesome.   I am secure in the fact that God loves me beyond what I am capable of understanding, and I am also secure in the fact that the intimacy that I will have with God will only grow as I do, act, and obey.   Fortunately enough for me :)  God has made me uncomfortable enough that I am SO ready to do, act, and obey.   Coincidence?  I think probably not.

How pregnancy fits into all of this:

Last fall Chris and I started to pray about when to start a family.  I was starting to get the baby bug.   We just wanted to be on the same page with God.   In January of this year after Chris and God had a conference about what the Hill Family Vision was for this year, Chris announced that this was the year we were going to get pregnant.    Even though I had the baby bug and was ready to have a baby at any moment, Chris actually being ready totally freaked me out.   After MUCH praying and talking we really felt like God had said May was to be the month of conception.   Since we were successfully implementing natural family planning February, March, and April were extremely difficult because I just wanted to try and have a baby.  But, we waited because we trusted God.    Thankfully in this area of our life there was lots of obedience and listening and we very much counseled with God to make sure we were following his will.  

May came and we did all the things necessary to conceive a baby.   Naturally May was a super stressful and trying month in more ways than one, for me.   I had to seriously practice taking all my thoughts captive, forgiving people who hurt me, and seriously trusting Jesus.   Naturally during the time we were fertile we had a huge disagreement with a close family member that was nothing but an attack from the enemy to get me all stressed out in ways my body could not handle.  Thankfully I have a rock of a husband who stood in the gap for our family.   Thankfully God gave me the grace to just let Him fix everything.   He did and we absolutely love, respect, and adore that close family member.  

I have actually never done so much praying as I did in the time between conception and finding out if was pregnant.   I contended for the health of my body and the health of the baby that I trusted was growing inside of me.   A fight in me came out that I had never experienced before.  

The first weekend of June rolled around and we celebrated our third wedding anniversary.   It was perfect.   I am so in love with my husband and I am so attracted to him :).    That Sunday night I decided it was time to take a pregnancy test and it was negative.   I did not cry.  I kind of just responded like I am pregnant, whatever.   Over the next two days I went into major spiritual warfare mode and prayed as I walked G around memorial park.   I had this fight in me that was not going to give up.  I was pregnant and I was not going to except anything less.   During these two days I also started experiencing some early pregnancy symptoms.   I obviously, having never been pregnant before, had no idea.   But, my friend Julie who I was divulging my heart out to totally realized that I was probably pregnant.   The Tuesday following the Sunday of the negative test was actually our anniversary day.   Julie called me at 9 in the morning to say I absolutely had to take another test.  Then Liz called who was about 4 months pregnant at the time and knew nothing about my negative test, but she went on to tell me that her first test was negative and her second one was positive.   So, I took another test and it was immediately positive.   I cannot tell you the joy of seeing that little pink line.   I had all these great intentions of waiting until Chris got home to tell him that I was pregnant.  I even went and ran all these errands in preparation of a grandiose anniversary dinner.   As the afternoon wore on I could not wait another moment so I called him at work and told him.   He was absolutely thrilled and his concentration was ruined for the rest of the day.  We found out we were expecting on the day of our third anniversary.   It was truly the best present ever.

I can also say that the few days I had in between the negative test and the positive test gave me some perspective for people who try a long time to get pregnant.   I respect them in a way I never could have before.   Even though I would like to say something to help make their pain better I know I cannot.  I can just say that  I have this little, tiny, incomparable bit of understanding.   Not really enough to justify but just enough to know more than I did.

I can say that getting pregnant was a miracle.  Never before in my life have I been so sure of God.   I felt so blessed and so aware of God's mercy and grace that he would allow Chris and I to become parents.  While people get pregnant all the time, each time is a complete and utter miracle.   The creation of a new baby is a complete testament that God loves us and is all powerful.

You would think that after all the prayer, fighting, and good news that my faith would have been more than a mustard seed.   That maybe I would have entered into this rich spiritual time with the Lord and have become a super woman --- because that is totally what I thought would have happened.   But it did not.   Instead I became closed up as if I were the one, and not God, who was protecting my pregnancy.  I  went into survivor mode shutting down any unnecessary emotion and thought.   I was not relying on God for my baby and for me.   I just shut down.  

 Chris also got a huge promotion in May, which was an answer to prayer, but also required him to start working 60-80 hr weeks for about 3 months.   Needless to say the Hill house started playing defense instead of offense.

Which would explain why my spiritual life became so dry.  Which would explain the lack of blog writing.

But you know what - God did not leave me or Chris in that place for long.   But you will have to wait until tomorrow for that story :)

It's really that simple? (Yes is the answer.)

This verse in red letters is legitimately changing the way that I view and live my life:


Matt 11:28-30

28 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. [I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls.]  


29 Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am gentle (meek) and humble (lowly) in heart, and you will find rest ( relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet) for your souls. [Jer 6:16.]  


30 For My yoke is wholesome (useful, good — not harsh, hard, sharp, or pressing, but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant), and My burden is light and easy to be borne.
AMP

I must first thank my dear friend Kevin Weaver for allowing the Lord to gently reveal this to him and for Kevin's superb and simple delivery of this truth.



I know, I know, I know.  #1) I haven't written a blog in months, #2) I jump right out after not having written a blog in months and make some ludicrous claim like "legitimately changing the way that I view and live my life.".  I know.  I'm sorry.  It's the truth.

Frankly, we should all start to think a little differently, and honestly, Kevin's book is going to be used to do a lot of reshaping and challenging of the modern "Christian" thinking.


The thought is this simple:
"If it ain't light, it ain't God."

His yoke is wholesome.  Think about the words that the amplified uses to describe it: useful, good, not harsh, hard, sharp, or pressing but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant.  His burden is light and easy to be borne.

That means that if you feel pressed, if you feel hard, if something is heavy, it's likely not from God.  Stop, turn around, and get that off.

"I feel so burdened, I feel so heavy for (this situation, this people group, this mission)."

Likely not from God.

I'm not saying that there aren't trials and struggles, but why do you think Paul wrote about peace that surpasses all undersanding and he and silas were able to sing in their chains?

An Easy yoke.  A light burden.  Jesus is easy and light.


More to come, but I felt like that was for someone this morning.  Run into Jesus.  He's so good.  His glory is his goodness (Moses in the cleft of the rock).

Mr. Hill

Rocket Science and the Art of Cleaning

My little business that I co-own with my soon-to-be sister in law Mikala, or Mikaykay, has taught me something about cleaning.

You see we teach people how to eat healthy, which often involves meal planning.   Unfortunately there is no secret key to getting healthy meals on your table.  It takes discipline, determination, a little strategy.  and eventually it becomes a habit.

BUT --- I have been waiting for this secret key to having a clean house, and of course I have not yet found it.  I would clean and then it would get messy again.   I kept thinking that somehow I would figure out the secret that clean people magically have and I too could boast of organization and cleanliness.

Recently while discussing with someone that meal planning is simply something that you must sit down and do I realized that this also applies to cleaning.

It was like I was Einstein who had just discovered a new law of physics.  

YOU MUST CLEAN ALL THE TIME, AND YOU SIMPLY HAVE TO JUST DO IT?

WHY???????

Going Home

This past weekend I helped throw a baby shower in College Station, and Chris had a trip planned with our group of friends to go to a hog wrestling tournament in Sabinal, Tx.  

Friday night I packed up the envoy with the puppy, my hair dryer, and a little mexican food from Escalantes and we headed to Magnolia.   Magnolia is the home of the barn, our previous home, and my parents house.   Christmas was the last time I had spent the night at my parents house, so I figured it was a good time to visit.

I got to my parents house well after dinner, so I brought my fajita salad in and sat at my parents huge kitchen table .  My mom and my soon to be sister in law sat with me as I ate.  My Dad and brothers sauntered in and out, and Giada got to play with her cousin Jack The Great Dane.  

Instead of staying in "my room" I stayed in the guest bedroom.  My mom had put clean sheets on the bed and had everything all prepared for me.

Growing up you have no idea how wonderful this is, but after having your own guest bedroom you understand what a wonderful treat it is to not have to pur your own sheets on the bed.

Saturday was whirlwind of errands and activity as me and my Mom prepared for the baby shower in College Station.   We got home late Saturday night and sat on the couch while my Dad made us both hot raspberry zinger tea.  

Saturday night I got to fully relax and enjoy being "home".   Sunday morning I slept late and woke up to my Dad making breakfast in the kitchen.   As I poured myself a cup of coffee I thought how wonderful it was to wake up to coffee and breakfast that I did not prepare for myself.    My entire family, with the exception of Chris who was very much missed, sat down for one of my Dad's famous breakfasts and had good conversation.  After breakfast my Mom and I went on a walk on the three mile loop in High Meadow Ranch.   Walking is my love language, so when people go on walks with me I feel really loved.

It was such a treat to be home.   After growing up and having a house of my own I felt totally pampered at my parents house.   Which is funny because I got that treatment for 18 years thinking it was totally normal and having no idea how much our parents did for us.  It was just good to go home and hang out with my family, so good I felt like I needed to blog about it.   My Dad's breakfasts have a tendency to do that to people :)

Landscaping

A week ago today my big, strapping, muscle bound husband ripped up all the horrible and terrible shrubs out of my front yard.   He hacked, sawed, and dug until those ugly shrubs were ripped up out of the ground, roots and all.   I raked leaves and filled expensive, Houston required, recyclable trash bags with the debris from my husband's work.   Truly, I did not help much but at least I wanted to look like I was trying as he was using all his force to prep my flower beds for spring.   While my flowers beds are still in the transitional phase I know that soon they will be beautiful thanks to my handsome husband.

My friend Liz describes this process perfectly on her blog A Little Peace of Home.   

Remember the post where I talked about wanting to get comfortable being uncomfortable?   Ever since I wrote that post I have been waiting on God to give me huge opportunities to start to grow.   I expected Him to start revealing himself to me in new ways, and that my entire life would start to take shape and be different.  Instead it has been "all quiet on the western front" as I have tried to have quiet times and seek Him.   

It was not until this morning that I realized that my heart needed some "landscaping" of its own to be done by my big, strapping, muscle bound Jesus.   I just gave up this morning and got down on my knees during my quiet time.   G laid next to me and I laid my heart before God and told Him that I was not going to get up until He spoke something to my heart.  

Lately I have felt so distracted by all that I have to do, want to do, and hope to do that I in fact have done no doing at all.   This entire week I have badgered my husband with statements like "I feel worthless", "I need to know more of who I am in Jesus, and " I want to know if I am doing the right thing".

As I laid before Jesus this morning I realized that I have been like the person James talks about in chapter 1 verse 23 & 24 AMP "For if anyone only listens to the Word without obeying it and being a doer of it, he is like a man who looks carefully at his [own] face in a mirror; For he thoughtfully observes himself, and then goes off and promptly forgets what he was like".   

Can you say convicting?  Regarding my worth in Jesus and and here on this earth I have been like "a man of two minds (hesitating, dubious, irresolute) , [he is] unstable and unreliable and uncertain about everything [he thinks, feels, decides]. James 1:8 AMP   As I said in the previous blog post since I graduated college I have been caught between living life comfortably and uncomfortably.   I have been like "one who wavers (hesitates, doubting) like the billowing surge out at sea that is blown hither and thither and tossed by the wind".James 1:6b AMP.  I have heard God speak to me about who I am in Him and what He has planned for me to do, but in doubt I have just listened and have done nothing.

I repented this morning.  I asked God to change my thinking.   I told Him that His ways are above my ways, that His thoughts are above my thoughts, and the His will is above my will.   

"In simple humility, let our Gardner, God, landscape you with the Word, making a salvation-garden of your life." James 1:21b MSG

God also convicted me about not trusting Him about our future.   This shows how comfortable I have gotten because my entire life has been based on me having supernatural faith in God regarding anything I have ever done or received.  My faith had nothing to do with me being supernatural, but it had everything to do with the fact that I have always believed that God's way was the only way I could ever do anything.   I laid my desire to secure my future before God and decided to trust Him for today and tomorrow.   I believe as you grow up you think it is the responsible thing to do to worry about the future and try to scratch out some form of security for yourself.   While planning is always wise, worrying is definitely not.   

"And who of you by worrying and being anxious can add one unit of measure (cubit) to his stature or to the span of his life? And why should you be anxious about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field and learn thoroughly how they grow; they neither toil nor spin.  Yes I tell you, even Solomon in all his magnificence was not arrayed like one of these.  But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and green and tomorrow is tossed into the furnace, will He not much more surely clothe you, O you of little faith?  Therefore do no worry and be anxious saying What are we going to eat? or, What are we going to have to drink? or, What are we going to have to wear? For the heathen wish for and crave and diligently seek all these things, and your heavenly Father know well that you need them all.  But seek first of all His kingdom and His righteousness (His way of doing things and being right), and then all these things taken together will be given you besides.  So do not worry or be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will have worries and anxieties of its own.  Sufficient for each day is its own trouble."  Matt 6:27-34 AMP

I share these things with you this morning because I am so guilty of letting God landscape me, and then after He has planted me with a beautiful garden of flowers then sharing with you how the process went.  Instead today I have invited you into the process.   Like my own front yard I am in the transitional phase, not yet planted just uprooted and bare.   

My prayer for myself this morning is this:

"But whoever catches a glimpse of the revealed counsel of God-the free life! -even out of the corner of his eye, and sticks with it, is no distracted scatterbrain but a man or woman of action.  That person will find delight and affirmation in the action."  James 1:25 MSG

[ AMP = The Amplified Bible.  MSG = The Message Bible ]

I just want to be comfortable ... but I also want to grow.

This is part of an email I wrote to one of my besties Kelley Ellis .

I simply wanted to share it with you because you are my bloggie readers, and I must redeem myself from my Bieber Fever declaration.    Actually I want to share it with you because hopefully you can watch me grow.  I know that Jesus always answers these kinds of prayers, and I so I want to give him the opportunity to get the glory.

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Last night Sheridan and I had the first Campaigners with our freshman girls.  It has been over 3 years since I have lead or attended a bible study or a physical accountability group where we discussed the word.   Although we only had a few girls and our conversation was skin deep at best, my heart strings were tugged and God started speaking.

I realized this morning that since I graduated college I have wanted to live life comfortably.  What I mean by that is that I have not wanted to stretch myself too much, and I most certainly did not want God to stretch me too much.  While I have gone through a ton of growing experiences over the past 3 years and am now a better person.  I have held God at arms reach in certain areas of my life.  Areas that over the last year He has slowly been revealing to me.   Buying this house was an area that grew and stretched beyond what I thought I could handle, and yet here we are completely provided for.  I realized last fall that I was not allowing God to grow me into what he was and is calling me to do regarding a job / making a living.   When I graduated college I basically had a huge list of things that I told God I would NEVER do.  I essentially completely opposed Him from doing what He wanted to do in my life.  This particular realization has come into view over that past six to eight months.  Starting Kitchen Sisters is definitely a result of me allowing God to move me, and yet I still fear that I have not completely given up control in this area. Honestly, me not submitting completely to Jesus scares me way more than submitting to Him.  Yet, I still struggle to submit and give up control completely.

This morning came a whole new scenario where God showed me that I have been holding him back from doing what He wants to in life.   I realized that I have held back the areas of being planted in our church, attending a bible study, or even being mentored by a wiser woman.  Simply because I wanted to be comfortable.  I realize that not having too many commitments early on in marriage is a good thing, but I believe I went from focusing on building my marriage to protecting myself from uncomfortable situations.  My heart was flooded with emotion this morning by the desire to be surrounded by Godly women who want to speak the word into my life.  My desire to be part of a bible study suddenly appeared at the forefront of my thoughts.  Not my desire to lead a bible study but simply the desire to be a part of one.  The desire to be poured into.  A hunger for Jesus that I have not had in a long time because I so wanted to be comfortable.

I am writing all these things to you because I want your prayer.   I want and need fellowship in Jesus.  I want to learn and grow and I want to be ok with being uncomfortable.  

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I leave you with this

Sometimes G likes to wear hangers as necklaces