Thursday, July 30, 2009
Family Dinners
My sister fixed lasagna for all of us tonight. I thought I'd post some pictures to show you what dinner is like with our family!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Hayden - 15 Months!
Well I am sure you are all dying to see a new Hayden slideshow by now! Here are some pictures I took of him the other week. My boy is growing so fast!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Shelee and Richard Are Married!
Shelee and Richard had a beautiful wedding at Sweet Home Plantation in Pine Mountain! It was a pleasure to be able to capture their day. Here are a few of their pictures and their slideshow! Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Kati's Senior Session
I met up with Kati to take her senior portraits at LaGrange College. We had such a good time and I love the way her pictures turned out! Here are a few favorites and her slideshow!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Jeremiah 29:11-13
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
This is a bible verse that I've heard time and time again since I was a little girl. Yet in the past four months I have grown to understand what it truly means, and learned to rest in the promises in this passage of scripture. Almost four months ago, on March 17th, I was sitting at lunch with my co-workers. I looked at my phone and my husband, Mario, was calling me. I was surprised, as usually during the work day we communicate through text messages. I got this weird feeling in my gut. I answered the phone and Mario was quiet on the other line. I asked his what was up and I heard the four quiet words that made me feel like our world had just fallen apart. "I lost my job," he said. I immediately burst into tears. How could this happen to us? We were good people. He didn't deserve this. What were we going to do? He was the bread winner. We could not live on my salary, if I even got to keep my job. My job for the next year was still up in the air due to budget cuts for the school system. Were we both going to be without a job? As these thoughts ran through my head I began to feel sick. I told Mario I'd met him at home and left work. As soon as I got in my car I called both of my parents, desperate for advice, help, anything. They told me that God would take care of us and promised to pray. For the entire thirty minute drive home all I could think was "What are we going to do?" When I finally got home Mario was just pulling in and we stood outside for a while, hugging each other without saying a word, and hoping that somehow we would figure out what to do.
After the shock wore off, and we formed somewhat of a game plan for the time being, Mario began the job search. After weeks of unreturned phone calls, letters that began with "We are sorry to inform you....", and eventually door to door job hunting, I began to get really nervous. Our parents and friends assured us that it would all work out, that God had a plan. Yeah that's easy for them to say because they are all getting their paychecks at the end of the week. I trusted in my heart that God had a plan for us. He had always taken care of us, even when we had doubted him. So why was it so hard to trust that he had a plan for us now? During those weeks we prayed more than we'd prayed in a long time. Eventually the whole process started getting old. Every time Mario would get a letter or a call saying that he did not get this job or that job, I would take my frustrations out on him. Afterwards I would always feel horrible, because I knew that he had asked for none of this. I couldn't understand why he was not getting anything. He was a smart, outgoing person, who was bilingual, with a college degree and work experience. Why wouldn't any one hire him? After only 9 months of marriage, we had to deal with this unbelievable amount of stress in our lives. If was tough, really tough. But it made us cling to our faith in God, and realize that we had God and each other, and as long as we had that, we would be ok. Then one thing happened that changed our attitude and our outlook on our situation. For a long time, before and after every interview, we would pray "God, please let him get this job." Well, after a while we wondered if God was listening to our prayers. However, when our prayers changed to "God, show us your will for our lives," everything started changing.
In April, within about a two week time frame, Mario and I both received job offers in LaGrange, Georgia (my hometown). Soon thereafter, God allowed us the opportunity to purchase our first home in LaGrange. We are with our family, we both have jobs, we have a new home, we have each other, and more importantly, we have a renewed faith in the God who promised that when we pray he will listen, and when we seek him, we will find him.
As I sit here, sharing this story, that day I received that phone call seems like years ago. So is life perfect for us? No. Is Mario working his dream job? No. Are we both set and on the career paths that we've always dreamed of? Not yet. But we have spent the past four months growing closer to each other, and closer to God. I feel so silly that we ever doubted God would provide for us, and he went over and above what I ever could have imagined. While the past four months came and went with a lot of stress, fear, uncertainty, and anxiety, I wouldn't trade them for the world. Because they have brought us to the place we are now, and allowed us to see that we have a God who is always true to his promises.
And because this is a photography blog....
Us outside of our new home on our one year anniversary, and at our anniversary dinner!
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This is a bible verse that I've heard time and time again since I was a little girl. Yet in the past four months I have grown to understand what it truly means, and learned to rest in the promises in this passage of scripture. Almost four months ago, on March 17th, I was sitting at lunch with my co-workers. I looked at my phone and my husband, Mario, was calling me. I was surprised, as usually during the work day we communicate through text messages. I got this weird feeling in my gut. I answered the phone and Mario was quiet on the other line. I asked his what was up and I heard the four quiet words that made me feel like our world had just fallen apart. "I lost my job," he said. I immediately burst into tears. How could this happen to us? We were good people. He didn't deserve this. What were we going to do? He was the bread winner. We could not live on my salary, if I even got to keep my job. My job for the next year was still up in the air due to budget cuts for the school system. Were we both going to be without a job? As these thoughts ran through my head I began to feel sick. I told Mario I'd met him at home and left work. As soon as I got in my car I called both of my parents, desperate for advice, help, anything. They told me that God would take care of us and promised to pray. For the entire thirty minute drive home all I could think was "What are we going to do?" When I finally got home Mario was just pulling in and we stood outside for a while, hugging each other without saying a word, and hoping that somehow we would figure out what to do.
After the shock wore off, and we formed somewhat of a game plan for the time being, Mario began the job search. After weeks of unreturned phone calls, letters that began with "We are sorry to inform you....", and eventually door to door job hunting, I began to get really nervous. Our parents and friends assured us that it would all work out, that God had a plan. Yeah that's easy for them to say because they are all getting their paychecks at the end of the week. I trusted in my heart that God had a plan for us. He had always taken care of us, even when we had doubted him. So why was it so hard to trust that he had a plan for us now? During those weeks we prayed more than we'd prayed in a long time. Eventually the whole process started getting old. Every time Mario would get a letter or a call saying that he did not get this job or that job, I would take my frustrations out on him. Afterwards I would always feel horrible, because I knew that he had asked for none of this. I couldn't understand why he was not getting anything. He was a smart, outgoing person, who was bilingual, with a college degree and work experience. Why wouldn't any one hire him? After only 9 months of marriage, we had to deal with this unbelievable amount of stress in our lives. If was tough, really tough. But it made us cling to our faith in God, and realize that we had God and each other, and as long as we had that, we would be ok. Then one thing happened that changed our attitude and our outlook on our situation. For a long time, before and after every interview, we would pray "God, please let him get this job." Well, after a while we wondered if God was listening to our prayers. However, when our prayers changed to "God, show us your will for our lives," everything started changing.
In April, within about a two week time frame, Mario and I both received job offers in LaGrange, Georgia (my hometown). Soon thereafter, God allowed us the opportunity to purchase our first home in LaGrange. We are with our family, we both have jobs, we have a new home, we have each other, and more importantly, we have a renewed faith in the God who promised that when we pray he will listen, and when we seek him, we will find him.
As I sit here, sharing this story, that day I received that phone call seems like years ago. So is life perfect for us? No. Is Mario working his dream job? No. Are we both set and on the career paths that we've always dreamed of? Not yet. But we have spent the past four months growing closer to each other, and closer to God. I feel so silly that we ever doubted God would provide for us, and he went over and above what I ever could have imagined. While the past four months came and went with a lot of stress, fear, uncertainty, and anxiety, I wouldn't trade them for the world. Because they have brought us to the place we are now, and allowed us to see that we have a God who is always true to his promises.
And because this is a photography blog....
Us outside of our new home on our one year anniversary, and at our anniversary dinner!
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