Life Lessons I Learned At Disney World

Years ago one of my dearest lifelong friends took her family to Disney World. When she came home she was already planning their next trip back. And then after their second trip they went back again and again. I thought she was absurd. She and her husband took their kids to Disney World so many times that I accused her of being a Disney Princess. For years I teased her. Okay, that’s an understatement...I mocked her relentlessly.

And then last year, 2015, Brad and I took Emery, our then 4-year-old daughter, to Disney World and it clicked. I “got it”. I totally understood the magical-princess-fairy-crack that is Disney World. And I cried my eyes out when we had to leave. Two months later we were planning our 2016 trip.   

We just returned home from our 2016 Disney World trip and even now we’re dreaming of a trip in 2017. Side note: I walked right up to my Disney Princess Friend this morning at they gym and apologized for my past judgment. And I admitted that I, too, wish to be a Disney Princess. Please forgive me, Brenna.

Spending time at Disney World has taught me several lessons that I want to share. Brad and I sat and talked about these at length...here’s our condensed list of, “Life Lessons I Learned From Disney World”:

 

1.  Use Your Magic Band

30 days before your trip to DW, you will receive a box in the mail that will change your flipping life. In it holds the literal keys to Disney World; these are your Magic Bands.

These are our Magic Bands...the Three Musketeers

These are our Magic Bands...the Three Musketeers

Magic Bands are a clip on bracelet that every member of your family will wear for the duration of your trip to DW. The Magic Bands serve as your account information, your room key, your meal plan, your park tickets, your ride passes, and even your currency. It is activated when you press your Magic Band against the portals at DW...Mickey lights up GREEN and you are good to go! Your room unlocks; your food arrives; you get into a park and on a ride - all because of the magic of your unique Magic Band. 

But the Magic Bands do not magically appear in your mailbox before your trip. No. Nope. No way. Your Magic Band was created with YOU in mind. It was created with forethought of the destination and experiences that you were mean to have. Those experiences were well thought and planned by whomever was given the responsibility of being the creator and planner of the trip. Every reservation for hotels or restaurants or meeting special characters was all planned ahead, WAY ahead, of the arrival of your Magic Band. The Magic Band will only give you access to what was planned, in advance, for you to accomplish.

This is exactly how I see God’s hand in our life. Our life is like our Magic Band. God gives us life; He is the creator of it. He plans incredible journeys for each of us. He has a purpose, a destiny, which only YOU can fulfill. My life will only open for me the opportunities and experiences that I am supposed to have. There is no point in me being jealous of anyone else’s life...that’s THEIR Magic Band. I can’t steal theirs...it won’t work for me. And I have plenty planned on my Magic Band that is only meant for me to have.

Unless I forget to use it. What if I stuff that Magic Band in my pocket and decide not to use it? Doors won’t open. Food doesn’t appear on the table. I don’t get to meet the princesses and I really, really want to meet the princesses!

If I don’t use my life then my trip on this earth is a waste. It’s a trip that has a cost and it’s been paid in full. Our life has a cost but Jesus paid it in full if we accept.

So use your life! Use up every gift and talent you have. Let your life be magical and may everyone in your path feel as though when they were in your presence it was as if they had been sprinkled with fairy dust.

Kiss your Boo.

Kiss your Boo.

 

2. Even the Princesses Serve

The mantra at Disney World is: BE OUR GUEST. They make you feel like a special guest everywhere you go. But no place is quite as magical for a guest than at Cinderella’s Royal Table which is located inside Cinderella’s Castle in Magic Kingdom.

Ladies and Gents, there is a 180-day reservation that is dang near required in order to get a lunch time reservation at this fancy meal. But let me tell you: IT IS WORTH IT!!!!!!!!!!

You get to meet ALL THE PRINCESSES!!! (Are you squealing??? I am totally squealing!!!!)

Emery meeting Cinderella as we Entered Cinderella's Castle

Emery meeting Cinderella as we Entered Cinderella's Castle

The princesses are announced one-by-one with music and trumpet sounds. They come twirling into the grand dining room where they smile and courtesy and everyone claps. And then they spend the next 90-minutes going to every single table. They take pictures with your child (and your husband. Geesh. Don’t ask. Okay...it was Princess Jasmine and Brad was IN LOVE. We’re fine. Okay, we’ll be fine.).

The Princesses will dance with your wide-eyed children. They talk to your child in a lovely Princess voice. They will sign your autograph books. Princess Ariel even kissed our autograph book – so we forever have the beautiful lipstick insignia of a mermaid princess!!! SQUEAL!!!!

I see TWO Princess Ariels! Mermaid Ariel greeted us in her Grotto

I see TWO Princess Ariels! Mermaid Ariel greeted us in her Grotto

We met human Ariel at Cinderella's Royal Table. Emery was speechless!

We met human Ariel at Cinderella's Royal Table. Emery was speechless!

Hugs from Aurora (Sleeping Beauty)

Hugs from Aurora (Sleeping Beauty)

Tigger was fun! He signed Emery's book and made her day! Just look at her face!

Tigger was fun! He signed Emery's book and made her day! Just look at her face!

They are there to serve you. Whatever you need. If your 2 year old is asleep in the stroller but your 5 year old is freaking out and ready to meet them, they will wow your 5 year old with hugs and pictures. And then when that toddler wakes up, they’ll come BACK to your table and do the shindig all over again.

We are put here on this earth to serve one another. We will find no greater joy in life than to reach deep and give of ourselves to people around us. They are the ones God has chosen for us to invest into. When I counsel anyone who is down and depressed, one of the first questions I ask is, “who are you serving?”

Something truly magical happens when you serve others: you forget about yourself. Hallelujah! Your attention becomes focused on the joy/needs/wants of others. Nothing cleanses our self-centered in-grown-eyeballs quicker than serving others.

 

3.  You’re Never Gonna Have It All To Yourself.

The Magic Kingdom is the most popular park at Disney World. The park sees an average of 52,000 guests per day. The other parks see an average of 30,000 guests per day. Here’s the lesson: you’re never gonna have the park all to yourself.

Not even if you are REAL royalty. A prince was at MK the same week we were there and even he had to share the park with the rest of us regular people.

Some of our best friends live outside of Orlando. They came in and joined us for several days of fun in the park. Our kids looooooved being with each other. And we loved being together...community...we were created for it!

Some of our best friends live outside of Orlando. They came in and joined us for several days of fun in the park. Our kids looooooved being with each other. And we loved being together...community...we were created for it!

There’s always going to be a crowd. But you don’t have to get lost in the crowd. Make a plan of where you’re going...make some reservations so that when you arrive the establishment is expecting you and is ready for you. Learn to share the road, the sidewalk. It was meant for more than you and only you. You were meant for community. Look around and find interesting characters to bring into your journey. Listen to their stories. Learn from them. And teach them from your life’s experiences. If you’re never gonna have it all to yourself, then make the best of every day in a crowded world. Find a Cinderella and a Pluto and for heaven’s sake, find a Prince Charming!

 

4.  Find Joy In The Wait

Disney creative imaginateers cultivate environments that transport you into other worlds...under the sea...Tomorrowland...anywhere the imagination can take you, you can see come to life at DW.

The rides are beautiful and electric you just can’t hardly wait to get onto the ride. BUT, with more than 50,000 guests in the park, you can imagine that waiting in line is just part of the, uh, experience. Disney wants waiting to be enjoyable. So when you enter the lines that can be 90 minutes or longer, you are in dark hallways with air conditioning AND your senses are engaged by colorful and beautiful scenery that transcends space and time and brings the ride to you before you ever even step foot ON the ride. Some of the lines even have interactive pieces – like the Peter Pan line has an interactive shadow effect where you can chase the shadow image of butterflies...you can even swat at them and they scatter. It is incredible and amazing and...fun. Wait...did I just say we had fun while WAITING? Yes. Yes I did.

Life puts us in more waiting rooms than most of us are ready to embrace and enjoy. We are waiting for oil to turn around; we are waiting for results from a medical test; we are waiting for that person to change; we are waiting for a big break; we are waiting on the one. Life is full of waiting rooms. But if we get bitter or angry or impatient, we can completely miss the lesson/joy/beauty of the waiting room we are in. We can even miss the people we were intended to wait with. What if we missed Wendy or Peter Pan? Oh the loss of that!

We need to “wait” better. We need to decide to choose joy and find it. And who knows? Maybe we’ll be chasing butterflies when the line starts moving again.

We waited in line for an hour to meet Joy (and Sadness). We talked with the people around us and made friends. Was it worth it? TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!! We literally Found JOY in the wait!!!

We waited in line for an hour to meet Joy (and Sadness). We talked with the people around us and made friends. Was it worth it? TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!! We literally Found JOY in the wait!!!

 

5.  Commit To Your Part

The cast commits to their part and they NEVER break character...EVER!

Commit to your part. Commit to your cast. Commit to your roles.

Rapunzel has long hair that she uses to escape from the tower where she’s held prisoner by her mother. What if Cinderella decided that was her move? Cinderella could not escape her stepmother’s attic with 12-inch long hair. Cinderella’s story isn’t supposed to read or end like Rapunzel’s story.

Commit to your roles! Commit to being a wife; an employee; a leader; a mother; a student; an intern. Commit to YOUR role.

Don’t try to live out anyone else’s role. You weren’t created for their part; you were created for your part. When you don’t stay committed to your part, it throws off the story of your own fairytale.

We are family and we are committed - family ain't for sissies!

We are family and we are committed - family ain't for sissies!

"Whatever You Are, Be a Good One." Abraham Lincoln. Emery is clearly REALLY good at being Princess Ariel.

"Whatever You Are, Be a Good One." Abraham Lincoln. Emery is clearly REALLY good at being Princess Ariel.

 

6.  Ride In The Rain

On our first day at MK this year it rained. Not like a little refreshing sprinkle. No. This was a torrential downpour for about 5 hours. People began scattering like drowned rats. The park looked...dare I say: EMPTY? Brad and I looked at each other and debated going back to our resort and resting until the rain cleared and then we looked at the empty park and realized what a gift the rain was! We bought an umbrella and a poncho and we rode the rides in the rain. We rode ALL THE RIDES!!! We rode rides we didn’t have Fast Passes for...popular rides that normally have that dreaded 90-minute wait...we walked right on! It was the most fun day we’ve ever had at DW.

It's raining, It's pouring!

It's raining, It's pouring!

Life is going to rain on you. Some days or weeks or years will feel like a flood. Here’s my life lesson: grab an umbrella or a poncho and ride anyway. Let me say it this way: live anyway. Live and laugh and love and create sloppy wet memories that you’ll cherish forever. There’s magic in the rain and storm. We jumped on rides that we never would have taken our 5 year old on had we not been looking for a place to duck into for a quick refuge. And those rides were so much fun...unexpected fun. The best kind of fun! Sometimes you gotta take cover and duck inside for cover...that’s okay. Take cover. Give yourself a break. Because when the clouds part and the sun begins to shine and you walk outside, you will appreciate the clear sky more than ever before!

Buy an Umbrella. Put on a Poncho. Magic will show up!

Buy an Umbrella. Put on a Poncho. Magic will show up!

 

7.  Use A Fast Pass When You Can

The Fast Pass is created as a “cut in line” feature that comes with your park ticket. You only get 3 per day. They have to be planned and used wisely. You schedule Fast Passes for the most popular rides...the ones that typically have long wait times. You walk right up to the front and you get right on the ride. No waiting. The excitement of the Fast Pass is exhilarating. You sort of feel like you’re cheating, but you’re not and yet you are in fact cutting to the front of the line! It’s ridiculous and fabulous!

Sometimes in life, a Fast Pass comes your way...enjoy it! Use it! Breathe it in, lap it up. It’s that one opportunity that you can’t believe is being offered to YOU! Some people call it luck, others call it providence and still others call it the favor of God. No matter what you call it, you take it! It only requires that you walk up to the front of the line and accept the seat that is available to you.

Take the Fast Passes that life gives you.

There is a typical 90-minute wait to meet Anna & Elsa. We used a Fast Pass to meet the Queen & Princess...totally Worth it!

There is a typical 90-minute wait to meet Anna & Elsa. We used a Fast Pass to meet the Queen & Princess...totally Worth it!

You bet Your sweet bippy that this Mama jumped in some Princess pictures!

You bet Your sweet bippy that this Mama jumped in some Princess pictures!

Emery meeting Princess anna

Emery meeting Princess anna

8.  You Can’t Get It In All In One Day

Did I mention that 52,000 people enter the Magic Kingdom every single day? You’re not going to be able to ride every ride...not even on a rainy day! You have to pace yourself and do a little bit everyday.

Don’t put off living for a future point in time. Live today. Ride rides today. Take the Fast Pass that you’re offered today. You might not make it to Tomorrowland. Tomorrow is not promised to us. Even Disney offers trip insurance in case you need to cancel.

Live now. Live today.

We spent a day in the Park and then a day recovering at our resort. This particular day we were at Epcot - which might be my favorite park! Tink followed us as our magical tour guide the whole way through!

We spent a day in the Park and then a day recovering at our resort. This particular day we were at Epcot - which might be my favorite park! Tink followed us as our magical tour guide the whole way through!

 

9. There’s Always A Way To Get To Where You Want To Go

You can enter the Magic Kingdom by bus or car or boat or monorail. You can get to most parks about 3 different ways.

This life lesson is simple: If you really want to get somewhere, then there’s a way.

Hustle. Work hard. Be wise. Ask about the bus schedule, train schedule, monorail. Allow people to help you get to where you want to go. Don’t always go with the flow. Stop. Ask directions. But the truth is, if you get there, it’s probably because you worked to get there and you didn’t get there all on your own.

Which leads me to my next Disney Life lesson...

There's so much magic at Disney that you might even float to where you're going!

There's so much magic at Disney that you might even float to where you're going!

 

10. “It all started with a mouse” – Walt Disney

Stay humble.

Stay humble, no matter how successful you become. No matter what you accomplish. No matter how big your cash flow is...never ever forget where you come from. And never ever forget who helped you get to where you were going!

Even Walt Disney was humble enough to remind himself and his team members that their dream all started with a mouse. Now that is humility.

 

 

B O N U S!

My eleventh and final Life Lesson that I Learned from Disney is this:

Create Fireworks With The People You Love!

This year we chose to stay at a resort that is close to Magic Kingdom. So close, in fact, that you can stand outside from any balcony and see the fireworks each night that are taking place inside Magic Kingdom.

It cost us quite a bit more than what we paid for our resort last year but my very frugile and practical husband was bound and determined to stay there because he wanted to watch fireworks every night with me and Emery.

The first night was magical. I loved it so much. We were in the Magic Kingdom park and we paid extra to go to a Fireworks Dessert Party at a restaurant so we could have a perfect view of the fantastic show. I was in awe. I cried my eyes out. Especially when Tinkerbell flew down from the castle and over our heads. She was close enough that she looked right at Emery, waved and said, “HI!”.  We were over the flipping moon!! We went to bed that night high on Disney crack.

The next day was a leisurely day at our resort pool. Me and my Boos relaxing poolside while enjoying Mickey Mouse ice cream and incredible service all day.

At sundown, I was ready for a shower and bed. But not Brad. No, he showered and put on jeans and a t-shirt, not his normal bedtime attire.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“We’re going to watch the fireworks on the 2nd floor balcony.”

“We are?” I asked in horror.

“Yes. We are.”

And so I reluctantly put my lazy bones into sweatpants and a tank top and we headed for the 2nd floor balcony.

This is us on the balcony watching the fireworks. As you can see, No makeup & flat Hair...it was midnight in my world! But so worth it! Look at my Boos! They are beaming!!!

This is us on the balcony watching the fireworks. As you can see, No makeup & flat Hair...it was midnight in my world! But so worth it! Look at my Boos! They are beaming!!!

And you know what? It was magical. And I loved every minute of it.

That was the routine every night of our trip. We watched fireworks together. We held hands. Some nights, Emery danced and twirled to the music that is piped in that goes along with the fireworks show.

We laughed.

We shed a few silent tears.

Why? Why would we be shedding tears at the happiest place on earth? Because days are long, but years are short. We wanted to savor those moments with our 5-year-old daughter because next year we won’t have a 5-year-old daughter. That’s how life goes...it just keeps going. And we are so thankful that it keeps going because for some people, it’s going to stop this year. We understand loss in my tribe. We understand it deeply and personally. This year marks 11 years since my Dad’s suicide. This year also marks 8 years since I miscarried our twins. And it’s the 7 year mark since we miscarried our third baby. We know loss and because we know loss, we also know how to appreciate deeply the life we’ve been given today.

So my bonus life lesson is: create fireworks with the people you love. Fireworks for your family might mean a camping trip in the backyard. If so, camp it up! Fireworks might mean a Hawaii trip. And if so, ALOHA!

 

Fireworks are created when you shine light into the darkness and make something beautiful out of nothing at all.

 

Create fireworks this year. And as always, keep going!

PS - If you find yourself under fireworks with your Boo, then kiss him/her like your life depends on it!

PS - If you find yourself under fireworks with your Boo, then kiss him/her like your life depends on it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Jessica Phillips

Jessica is worshiper and follower of Jesus. He rescued her heart at age 6 but he rescued her calling, purpose and direction in her early 20's. Everyday God is still writing Jessica's story. It involves her husband, Brad, her daughter, Emery, their extended families. But the story is a tale of loss of life and dark grief. And the story ebs and weaves and the grief story is followed by weddings and laughter. And what comes next? A Baby! God sends us a baby to shape and teach and grow right in the midst of our loss and realizing that life actually moves forward. We didn't think it would again after he died. But life just did what it was supposed to do...and it went on. And hope is born again. Everything I write is based on this fact: I'm God's child, I'm alive today. So what do You want me to do for You? Because I want my contribution to matter. I want to leave a legacy.

So You Had A Bad Day

Brad, Emery and I go to a fabulous life-giving, Jesus-following, encouraging church called CrossRoads Fellowship in Odessa, TX. We are blessed to GET to serve there. And I don't know why they let me, but just about every other week they hand me a microphone and allow me to have the platform to talk to the people. I stand on the platform/stage (whatever you're comfortable calling it) and I "Welcome" the people and sometimes I have the privilege of leading the talk that occurs during our offering. Today I got to do the Welcome AND the offering talk. And it was a packed house! 

So I Welcomed the people. I encouraged them in their giving (yay to you who are obediently giving of your tithes!! GO YOU! God will honor it!!!! Keep going! Keep giving!). But then I also introduced the new sermon series...one of my favorite books of the Bible: Philippians. We are calling the series: #happy. 

Because the book of Philippians is all about JOY!!! 

So I "RAW RAWed" Philippians. I cheered in my heart while encouraging everyone, all 2,000 of them, to read this short book and engage with us in this idea of joy and happiness. 

And then I flipping LOST MY EVER LOVING JOY ALL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (those are furious exclamation marks)

Let me break it down: Came home, changed into comfy clothes, went to lunch with a whiney 4 year old. During lunch, said whiney 4 year old turns into tiny terrorist who kidnaps lunch and holds it hostage while sobbing and spitting grilled cheese out for everyone's viewing pleasure. 

Mom and Dad move quickly to place the tiny terrorist in restraints (the car seat) and get her to a place where no innocent bystanders could be injured, insulted or witness any further torture of her parents. 

We came home. We were not laughing. 

The day did NOT get better. I repeat, it did NOT get better. 

We fought for a nap but did not win. 

We had the battle of "I'm taking away ALL OF YOUR Descendants dolls for a week." 

There was weeping and gnashing of teeth. 

We fought valiantly for joy and happiness but in the end we died on the hill called, "You are so mean to me! I want a new family. Can I have my dolls back?"

Mom and Dad held it together for most of the day. But then lost the battle and turned on each other. 

Finally we laid the day to rest when I put the exhausted and over-stimulated child to bed at 7:00pm. She was snoring at 7:06pm. 

I fell into bed and looked at Brad and said to him the last thing I said to Emery as she fell asleep, "I'm sorry for today. Please forgive me. God tells us that His mercies are new everyday. I need a new chance tomorrow. Will you give me a new chance tomorrow?"

And my sweet and loving husband said, "Yes, babe. Will you forgive me for today and give me a new chance tomorrow?"

Yes, baby, yes I will.

So I stood at church in front of a couple of thousand of people and I preached joy and happiness. And then I lost ALL my joy and all my happiness and all my cool. 

But I did not lose all God's mercy. 

It's going to be brand new tomorrow.

So tonight as I go to bed to watch "Downton Abbey" and then drift off to sleep, I may not know what tomorrow holds but I know WHO holds my tomorrow...and I know that He promises new mercy for me there. 

And new mercy for you, too.

Keep going. 

"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His mercies (compassions) never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness."  Lamentations 3:22-23

"Now I want you to know, brothers and sisters, that what has happened to me has actually served to advance the gospel." Philippians 1:12

 

 

 

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Jessica Phillips

Jessica is worshiper and follower of Jesus. He rescued her heart at age 6 but he rescued her calling, purpose and direction in her early 20's. Everyday God is still writing Jessica's story. It involves her husband, Brad, her daughter, Emery, their extended families. But the story is a tale of loss of life and dark grief. And the story ebs and weaves and the grief story is followed by weddings and laughter. And what comes next? A Baby! God sends us a baby to shape and teach and grow right in the midst of our loss and realizing that life actually moves forward. We didn't think it would again after he died. But life just did what it was supposed to do...and it went on. And hope is born again. Everything I write is based on this fact: I'm God's child, I'm alive today. So what do You want me to do for You? Because I want my contribution to matter. I want to leave a legacy.

January 1, 2016

We brought in the new year in perfect style. Clothing that resembled pajamas (because some of us were actually IN our pajamas), comfort food, poker, movies, college football and the sounds of our children laughing and playing; and at other times of the night fighting and crying.

It was perfect.

No tight clothing that made it painfully aware to everyone how much weight I had to swear to lose for my resolution the next day. No heavy makeup that would leave a new year’s breakout. No spanx. No hangover. No regrets. Hallelujah!

Just my tribe doing our thang.

The boys at the poker table laughing and talking trash.

And us girls, plopped perfectly on the living room furniture and floor, solving the world’s problems. Okay, solving each other’s problems. But in those precious hours together, our world revolved lovingly around one another. Communion.

Our conversations ranged from, “Should I send this text? If so, what should I say....?” to a very profound discussion of life and the origin of it and the sanctity of such a Power who gives life, and then back around to, “OH MY GOSH! This queso is to die for! Seriously! EAT THE QUESO! We are wearing elastic waistbands, ladies, this is obviously God’s sovereign and perfect will for us to eat the entire crockpot of Uncle Lyle’s queso!”

It was glorious. Not at all like my new year’s eves in my twenties when we would go out with a bang. Dancing. Showing off flawless figures that we had not earned and did not deserve. (God is just. We’re paying now!) And the night would end with a much anticipated lip lock from a handsome someone we’d had our eye on. The next day we would nurse a hangover while reminiscing the fun we’d had and the dance we nailed when our gang’s favorite song came on (it was probably “Single Ladies” by Beyonce...or Salt-N-Pepa’s “Shoop”). Nonetheless, we remembered and we laughed and we sorta regretted (okay, we totally regretted MOST of the night).

But not now.

No more regrets.

I have no regrets about my New Year’s Eve party.

Young people may call my NYE lame. Go right ahead, young person who does not know my life.  I do not hold it against you. You don’t know yet, you just don’t know.

But one day you will know. Oh how I hope you know! The joy of no-regret-living.

The simplicity of getting thrown up on and laughing because it isn’t your college room mate throwing up on you and ruining your night. Nope, it’s your sister’s perfect baby, which makes your night complete instead of completely ruined.

This kind of living is talking with your newlywed friends about their possibility of having children and what that looks like after forty. Yes, I said AFTER FORTY. Because life is still happening for us now, in this no-regret season. And life is good. Really good.

The party gets even better when I look across the room and catch the eye of a tall handsome man with piercing eyes and I think, “Yeah, I’m going home with him.” and, again, there’s no regret. Absolutely none.

And then a little 4 year old comes running through the room prancing around and demanding sparkling cider and again I think, “Thank you, God, for this abundant life.” And I squeeze her and kiss her as she races past me again. She stops briefly and says, “I love you, Mama”  and I melt.

My night was pure joy. Laughter. Light. Love. Ease. Calm.

I’m grateful for sending 2015 into the past with a glance back at what we learned, who came along, who went away and knowing it was all for our good.

I’m grateful for this simple life that God has given me. My greatest life lesson of 2015 was embracing God’s abundance through simplicity.

And now we’re two weeks into 2016 and God is already showing me great things.

I hope He’s showing you great things, too.

Share them with everyone He puts in front of you.

A shared life is where abundance begins!

Here’s to new adventures in 2016!

 

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Jessica Phillips

Jessica is worshiper and follower of Jesus. He rescued her heart at age 6 but he rescued her calling, purpose and direction in her early 20's. Everyday God is still writing Jessica's story. It involves her husband, Brad, her daughter, Emery, their extended families. But the story is a tale of loss of life and dark grief. And the story ebs and weaves and the grief story is followed by weddings and laughter. And what comes next? A Baby! God sends us a baby to shape and teach and grow right in the midst of our loss and realizing that life actually moves forward. We didn't think it would again after he died. But life just did what it was supposed to do...and it went on. And hope is born again. Everything I write is based on this fact: I'm God's child, I'm alive today. So what do You want me to do for You? Because I want my contribution to matter. I want to leave a legacy.

Last Thanksgiving

Last year I made a "Thanksgiving Confession" about a huge fight Brad & I got into on Thanksgiving. This year we did better. We actually ate in the same room, at the same table! We even sat beside each other. We laughed. We kissed. We shared "thanks" over our marriage and our family. It reminded me to give thanks for the fact that we had a great holiday together because they aren't always happy. Because we're married, that's why. Some holidays we're crabby and sensitive and can't stand to look at one another and other holidays, we are like a doggone movie...picture perfect. 

So take a look back at my blog/journal entry from last year's debacle. And remember, if it reflects the holiday you shared last week - be it a fight between you and your spouse or your kids or your in-laws...next year could be sweet. Next year could be so beautiful that you are certain it should be forever trapped in a snow globe. That's how God works...one moment at a time. And His mercies are new every morning (and every holiday)! 

Now here, enjoy my pain & shame & humor from Thanksgiving 2014....

Getting Real - A Thanksgiving Confession

“’Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all through the house you could feel the tension mounting from my handsome OCD spouse.”

That could have been the opening line to a poem titled, “The Night Before Thanksgiving.” It could also have been aptly named, “World War P". The “P” standing for “Phillips” because let me tell you, it was on like donkey kong in our house last week. The blog went silent. But our house got loud.

Brad and I resolved not to use the “D” word early on in our marriage. No divorce. We vowed ‘til death do us part. But last week was so bad that I believe Brad had a fleeting thought of “Well, I could start a prison ministry.” Because although divorce is not an option, homicide was to be taken under consideration. 

We are madly in love with each other. But some days we are just mad. Last week was just a mad week. A week we’re not proud of. A week we are recovering from. A week where we needed forgiveness given and received. And all on the same week where I talked about how much my family LOOOOOOOOVES each other on Studio7.  I just had to go and talk about our deep love and forgiveness for one another – I couldn’t have known we were on the verge of the marital apocalypse that ensued the days to follow. What did we fight about? You ask. Oh, who but satan in hell, knows. It was stupid, petty, silliness. The sort of things that mount up around the holidays in families that are too busy and too tired and too sick to function properly. 

This week we are rising from the ashes. We prayed together – twice. We are working our way back to laughing and smiling. We are taking our feelings off our shoulders, putting on our grown up panties and communicating clearly. We are not just going to survive the holidays. We are going to thrive. We are going to give honor and glory to God for sending His Son to be a love sacrifice for our sins. And we’re going to be attacked viciously by a real, live, raging Enemy who wants, more than anything, to watch Christian couples crumble, fall and finally fail at this marriage thing (because marriage is God’s idea and Satan wants to mess up what God has joined together). 

So to all of you who had a similar Thanksgiving week experience, know that I am praying for you and that you're not alone. We didn't have that picture perfect Thanksgiving meal where everyone is dressed beautifully and sits down to eat at a table for 12 set by Martha Stewart herself. Brad and I didn't even sit by each other during our Thanksgiving meal. We sat in different rooms! You're NOT alone! Also know that I am praying for your marriage. God’s mercies are new and available to us every day. Every day is a new chance for a miracle of love and forgiveness to enter your heart, mind, marriage, life. 

Look for the miracle. Be the miracle. And let’s be so together and in love with our spouse on Christmas day that it shakes the foundation of hell.

 Don’t give up.

 Keep going!

 “Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,

Because His compassions fail not.

They are new every morning;

Great is Your faithfulness.

“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,

“Therefore I hope in Him!”

Lamentations 3:22-24

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Jessica Phillips

Jessica is worshiper and follower of Jesus. He rescued her heart at age 6 but he rescued her calling, purpose and direction in her early 20's. Everyday God is still writing Jessica's story. It involves her husband, Brad, her daughter, Emery, their extended families. But the story is a tale of loss of life and dark grief. And the story ebs and weaves and the grief story is followed by weddings and laughter. And what comes next? A Baby! God sends us a baby to shape and teach and grow right in the midst of our loss and realizing that life actually moves forward. We didn't think it would again after he died. But life just did what it was supposed to do...and it went on. And hope is born again. Everything I write is based on this fact: I'm God's child, I'm alive today. So what do You want me to do for You? Because I want my contribution to matter. I want to leave a legacy.