Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Christmas card-ish


For over 15 years now...
I have worked diligently...
Making sure we had a "presentable" Christmas card.
This normally involved wrangling up coordinating outfits...
Tears from small people....
Frustration from the bigger ones...
Bribing...
Me with the remote making unnatural sounds...
Trying desperately to capture lying smiles all around...
Threatening... 
I mean encouraging... all to focus on the task at hand.

Family pictures are a treasured keepsake.
We love owning them.
But mostly... 
We rather dislike the process.

This will be the second year in a row...
Sending out cards...
Just isn't in the budget...

Oh...
I love sending cards out almost as much as I love to receive them.
My sincerest admiration goes out... 
To all families able to tackle beautifully, charming cards each year.
I adore opening them.
We "ooh" and "aah" over each one.
They bring so much joy.

But to be perfectly honest...
For me...
Just the thought of trying to get everyone "presentable..."
Haunted me this season and nearly wore me out.
I just don't have the steam...
"To get us ready."

So...
This year...
I decided we would go about documenting a little differently.
Not only are we continuing our "break" in tradition...
By sending electronic cards...
We are also going for a look a little more...
"Au naturel!"

The Smalls were shocked when I told them we weren't getting dressed up for pictures.
Completely confused is a huge understatement...
Especially as I explained they could stay in their p.j.'s-turned day clothes...
And they didn't even have to brush their hair.

Don't worry...
Lest you be mislead...
It was still total chaos.
Somehow we still managed to make this a production.
With people getting clunked on the head...
Confusion in abundance...
And, the tiniest small attempting to escape...
Every chance she could get.
Who could blame her?
For being super laid back... 
This was pretty nuts.

A million and one legos covered my "studio."
Good lighting was not in the cards.
My tripod broke...
And our propping up methods of books and duct tape....
Just weren't going to cut it.
Leaving me with...
One grumpy Good Pastor relieved he didn't have to join in all the holiday fun...
And, one mama most frustrated and irritable.
How was it that this supposedly easy task...
Of capturing our real life...
Was turning our whole morning upside down?
Oh my...
This really is our life.
This is us...
Messy revivalists.
Desiring less than ever...
To try and have it all together.
We surely aren't as polished as I would like us to be...
But, we are more comfortable being us than we have ever been.
We are lives in process.

Smalls and Bigs alike...
Filled with longing simply to be used.
His chosen "unkempt..." 
Hungry to sing His love song to a dying world.

Contrary to what Vaughan photos of Christmas past may have communicated...
Life is not "all smiles" all the time.
And we are almost NEVER picture perfect...
But, we do have plenty of joy to go around.

Beauty in the mess...
Describes us best.
Remaining in a learning posture...
One step at a time we continue...
To cling on to Him...
And each other on this faith journey
Never straying from the winding, familiar trail of struggle and hope.

In my personal life...
Getting everything and everyone "ready" for Christmas...
Is much like trying to take a good picture of my family...
It's largely been about focusing on the wrong things.
Trying so hard to create something beautiful...
I end up missing that which is naturally breathtaking...
Right in front of me...
In the silence of the ordinary.

What I desire most...
Is what I need the most...
All of Him...
And zero of the trimmings.

In the TOGETHERNESS of...
One day at a time.
It's in these moments...
I like to believe revival's seed is being sewn more deeply...
Into us all.
Knitting our hearts to Him who is MOST important.
Helping us to not just pose a life of readiness and joy...
But, fully LIVING one.


*Praying a REVIVED awareness of His heart for you...
In your most... "Au natural" state.
During this holiday season.
And the coming New Year.

Love, The Vaughans... 
Starring:
Princess Sophia-Charli, Holey jeans, Middrift- showing-Middle, Batman,
Grumpy Good Pastor and His beloved, Moody Moose.



Friday, December 20, 2013

convinced...


I am convinced...
The best gift to be unwrapped this Christmas...
Cannot be purchased from Target.
Though... most things amazing on planet Earth... 
Are often found at the "bullseye."

But, in all seriousness...
The very best gift...
Contrary to the ever-popular...
"Better to give than receive," clause.
Is in fact...
Receiving.

Saying "YES..."
To the most incredible invitation this world has ever known.
Accepting His gentle motion...
For us to "come."

Even in the midst of the cold days of the soul...
He is desire-FULL...
That, above all...
We would...
Carve out time to sit in the seat He has prepared.
To choose warmth and TRUE joy in the REST of His presence.
Sadly...
This invitation is one that is often drowned out.
Clutter, noise and hurry...
Love to occupy the throne of our hearts.
And, this season...
One specially marked to celebrate the Initiator of such invitations...
Remains mostly overlooked.

But... 
When I am really still...
Really, really still...
I hear...
Him...
Softly singing...
Inviting us on the climb of our lives...
Deeper into His lap of love...
"Come away...
With Me."

Smiling... in the singing.
Smiling... at the thought of being with us.
His face is tender...
Gentle and kind.

"Adventus,"
A season to remember waiting on Him...
Has been turned around.
And...
He is indeed...
Waiting on us.

How do I daily ignore such a bliss-filled invitation?
What is so important that I would decline?

I want to have more "Mary moments."
Giving back...
The very gift...
He desires most...
ME...
Allowing my hunger...
To be my rawest and truest from of worship.
Learning to pause...
Learning to focus on receiving.
Saying, "yes..."
To the still, small, whisper...
So often "feels" contrary to our nature.

It is a CHOICE to motion...
Out of our comfort zones...
Of tasking.

The busyness welcoming at every turn...
Must take a back seat...
To the Gift that keeps on giving.

Accepting His invitation of love
Has incalculable dividends.
Not happening in the malls...
But, in the secret places.
Him...
Alive and active in us...
Is the best gift we can impart to others.
He is the best "re-gift..."
This world has ever known.

And, I am convinced...
More than the latest gadget...
What my growing Smalls...
Desperately desire most...
Is to see...
The Reflection of what I say is true...
Functioned out...
In my very life.

Emmanuel...
Love engraved upon a tree.
God with us!

He is whispering today...
With a longing heart...
"Won't you come away with me?"

There are no "cyber deals..."
On this royal invitation.
The Shepherds and Wisemen knew it best...
Mary...
Perhaps most.
"WATCHING and WAITING..."
Is the one sure way...
To receive...
So that something truly great...
Can again be given away.





Monday, December 2, 2013

with...


37.
Not sure how I have possibly celebrated 37 birthdays...
And, yet, here I am.
On the eve of my birthday...
I spent some "still" moments before Our Good Daddy.
In the quiet I poured out my affection...
In the dark I asked...
"What can I do for you?"
"I just want to do something great 'for' You."

Almost immediately... 
I heard Him say,
"How about you just do...
 'WITH' me?"

Because I often speak first with my heart and not my head...
I began to process with the giant "buts" of a little girl...
"You know how much I love you..."
"You know my heart is right in this matter."
And, again...
Almost immediately...
I heard Him tenderly speaking into the deeper places...
"Kelly, You can have a passionately, loving heart for me...
And still have bad theology in regards to my heart for you."

Undone... I remembered...
What He wants most from me...
From His children...
Is not "doing..."
It's "being."

I believe that 37 will be the number that reminds my soul...
That He is NEVER after my performance...
He is after my heart.

Our God is The God of TOGETHERNESS.
And, whether I am a rustic, cargo carrying wagon...
Or His chosen vehicle for...
Nurturing small hearts on the journey...
I, Kelly,  add NOTHING to what He has already perfected...
Through the wood and nails.
His love can NEVER be earned.
It's Him ALONE that holds and sustains.
Every year is a year marked with opportunity.
We will never have another today...
And for better or worse...
We will never have a year like the year we are currently living.

With each new day...
My picture of Him is getting better.
As I grow in His love...
He is getting bigger.
He is more kind, more loving, more generous, more playful...
More everything!

My eyes awaken wider in the joys of this wonder...
He is nearer than we know...
More loving than we could ever dream or imagine.

The greatest sacrifice this world will ever know...
Was made on our behalf...
For nearness sake.
To "do" for Him...
Just misses the goodness of The Gospel.
It's all a gift.

He is the water of life...
And I want to be a daughter that waters from Him...
With Him...
Not for Him.

Here's to 37 and futures marked with...
"WITH!"