Would You Rather?

Have you ever played the game, Would You Rather?

Would you rather eat a rotten egg or smell like a rotten egg? Would you rather not be able to talk or not be able to stop talking? Would you rather have a nose like Pinocchio or a beard like Santa? I played this game over the summer at a family get together and it was pretty interesting to hear everyones respones and the things they would rather deal with.

I feel like this week I have been dealing with would you rather situations. Whenever I have gone through something hard in life I have had people on the other side tell me they wish they could switch places. Friends and family that would rather be in pain then watch me in pain. When I was 8 and 9 years old going through back surgery I remember my Dad and Mom saying this to me all the time.

I have never felt the feeling of wanting to ease peoples pains like I do now. I know its just a phase in life but I feel like there are so many people around me hurting whether it be physically or emotionally. All I want to do is take the pain from them, switch places for a while so they can catch their breath.

So at the end of today I felt the Lord ask me.

"Emily would you rather try and fix all these peoples hurts and pains by yourself or would you rather ask me take care of them?"

And to my knees in prayer I go.

Philippians 4:6-7 "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

Psalm 73:25-24 "Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."

2 Corinthians 1:3-4 "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God."

Lamentations 3:22 "The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness."

All our worries, all our cares, all our problems with illnesses, with relationships, with money, with future plans, He takes care of them all.

What a great God I serve.

3 things you may not know about me

1. I can't wash my face with the bathroom door open.
        Yes it is true. Why you might ask? Because of the boogieman of course! In almost every scary movie preview I have seen (yes I said preview because I never actually watch scary movies) the innocent girl is washing her face and when she looks up in the mirror the boogieman is right behind her ready to attack! So therefore I do not wash my face unless the door is closed and I know for a fact that it is boogieman free.
        Side note: where did we get the term "boogieman" I mean if I were to take his name literally I would automatically think of a man that either has a serious case of the boogers or is shaped like a big green booger. Either way I guess that would still be scary.

2. I am an ex-animal lover.
       It is true I use to be an animal lover but those days are since gone. Growing up I had a Dalmatian named Spotty, two hamsters that bread and made a third, 4 fish and a cat that I am pretty sure was a death eater. My favorite TV show was The Crocodile Hunter and unlike most kids that had posters of the latest boy band in their room I had a life size cut out of Steve Irwin. Spotty was my BFF, seriously the best dog a girl could of asked for. In the same year Steve Irwin and Spotty both died. I don't know if that was the cause of my gradual dislike for animals but walking in Pet Co yesterday sure didn't feel like it did when I was younger. I'm not gonna lie, I actually got the chills when I saw a snake.

My bedroom with Steve peeking out behind by closet door. 

3. I have been engaged twice but married once.
      Dave and I, at a ripe ol age of 18, got engaged and 21 days before the wedding cancelled it.  It's a great but very long story and I plan on sharing it soon. Lets just say God is good and by his grace we were able to get married.

Dave in China. Isn't he a cutie:)

My Creative Funk Broken!

I've been in a creative funk.

Funk-a dejected mood, to shrink from something in fear.

Not to be confused with funky-having a earthy blues based quality or character.

You would think Pinterest would of caused me to be all crafty and creative but at times it made me feel inadequate and incapable to think creatively on my own. Does that make sense? I would see all these pictures of people and their creative minds and instead of feeling motivated and encouraged I shrunk in my fear of not being that creative. wa wa wa (sob story, I know)

Anyways a few weeks ago I decided I needed to break my funk and start getting crafty by golly! Once I opened up the door to craftiness there was no stopping me. It all started with the idea to make an advent calender. My friend Jennifer and I got on pinterst, found our favorite idea and set out to make it our own. It took a couple weeks and a few times I wanted to quit thinking mine looked no where near the one on pinterest but I stayed with it and I love the outcome! It kind of looks like a 5th grader made it (a really talented 5th grader I might add) but I love it. What it represents means way more than what it looks like.

The second craft/project I started on was my side tables. I have been wanting side tables for soooo long but they are ridiculously high priced! So I was pinteresting different side table and one of the ideas was to use bar stools. All the sudden a light bulb went off in my mind and I looked out side to my patio where two old bar stools stood awaiting a trip to the trash. The only difference between my bar stool and the ones on pinterest were that mine had backs but that problem could easily be solved. I had such a huge adrenaline rush surge through my body as I went rummaging for a saw.

I thought about using David's axe but i didn't know how good my aim was.

Kitchen knife? No, not sturdy enough.

I could drill holes all along the sides and that would probably weaken it. No, too much, Emily.

Then my Dad's words came to my mind. "Right tool for the right job." Oh Dad you are so wise. Finally like a bright shiny present I saw it, Davids Swiss Army Knife. I opened it up and there lied the smallest most perfect saw! I cut off the tops, sanded down the rough parts, cleaned them up and wa la, side tables. They need some paint but I can't tell you how thrilled I am to finally have side tables!

Last but not least my wardrobe needed some help. I am a bargain hunter for clothes. It really doesn't sit well for me to spend copious amounts of money on clothes when I know a month from the purchase I will be sick of them. Consignments stores, TJ Max or switching wardrobes with a close friend for a month are all ways that I expand my closet without spending a lot of money. None of these are options for me as of right now so I needed to think out of the box. I went on pinterst and saw an idea of how to make a men's shirt into a dress. After that one idea another light bulb went off and David's closet turned into my very own shopping store.  Thankfully Dave is a great sharer because 5 items of his clothes now reside on my side of the closet!

Oh pinterest, thank you for reviving my creative side.