Thursday, June 14, 2012

I HAVE MOVED!!!

Hello friends! Please click here to be re-directed to my new home. :)

There's so much I have to tell you...

~Life As Lizzy

Friday, May 25, 2012

A Proverbs 31 Woman (Week 2 of Study)


I am doing a Proverbs 31 Woman Study and am loving it. Today was the end of week 2 which brought a day of reflection on this weeks' verses. You can check out the study by clicking here.

I thought about my role as a godly wife to my husband. A lot of times, I feel a little ashamed that I don't do many of the normal chores that I should be doing around the house, like cleaning. It is definitely a low point when I can't contribute. I feel so bad when he works so hard. He literally works 6 days a week at our Body Shop, drives 50 miles to get home in L.A. traffic and then proceeds to scrub the toilets and vacuum the bedrooms. He is such an amazing man. Never complains. He says, he'll do it all, as long as he has me and our kids have their mother. He would do anything for me. He reminds me time and time again that if he could he'd gladly exchange our lungs. But things just don't work that way with Pulmonary Hypertension...

And I know God had it all planned out. 

The man who finds a wife finds a treasure,
    and he receives favor from the Lord. ~Proverbs 18:22

You see, in my endless effort to be a good wife, that Proverbs 31 Woman that King Lemuel's mom talked about, I find ways to compensate. Everything I CAN do, I do. With the kids, laundry folding. And I try my best to always be a beautiful wife inside and out for him. I greet him with a smile. I speak gentle words to him. I lift him up with praises. I try to provide him with a shoulder, one that nobody else can offer him. I am his right hand. 

Her husband can trust her,
    and she will greatly enrich his life. ~Proverbs 31:11


So in some way, I am being a Proverbs 31 Woman. 


Because I know he can trust me. 

Because I know I enrich his life. 

One of the things I love about our relationship is our communication. He tells me everything and anything. He makes it a point to always praise my good efforts. And I certainly make it a point to praise his good works. 

A few years ago, we discovered that both our Love Language is Physical Touch. Which is really funny because we've never been that couple that can't keep their hands off each other. Simple pats and hugs make a BIG difference in a relationship ladies! So don't go a day without giving your husband a nice hug and kiss!

This makes me feel so loved. And even though I can't do a lot of physical cleaning due to this disease, I can do a lot of emotional loving! 

~Life As Lizzy

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Mateo 5:8 Puros de Corazón





Mateo 5:8 “ Bienaventurados los de limpio Corazón porque ellos verán a Dios”



Quienes son los puros de Corazón?
He estado pensando en esto por unos pocos días



Me encontré en la oscuridad de la mañana y empecé a pensar en esto.



He establecido una rutina personal, realmente muy hermosa, que es ir al dormitorio de mis niños, uno a la vez, y orar por ellos...



Abrazarlos



Olerlos



Hago esto dos veces por semana, justo antes de irme a trabajar (es el único momento que me levanto a las 4 de la mañana). Ellos se ven tan angelicales en la tranquilad de su sueño. Me encanta . Me recuerdan de Jesús orando temprano en la mañana en el Getsemaní. Y me pregunto, porque estas levantadas tan tempranas traen tanta profundidad al pensamiento? Jesús fue molestado ahí, El sabía lo que estaba viniendo. Y aún así El aceptó la voluntad de Su padre no la suya. Por su voluntad El estaba en armonía con la voluntad de Su padre. Cuando estoy despierta durante estas mañanas, me siento muy conectada con El. Siento como si solo somos El y yo.



Y trato de orar como lo hizo Jesús…para que Su voluntad se haga no la mía.



De regreso en el dormitorio de mis hijos..

Hago esta oración:

Señor, que J y LM te amen a Ti y amen Tu palabra con todo su Corazón,
con su mente y su alma.
Que ellos crezcan siendo un hombre y mujer de Dios. Amen



Me he dado cuenta que no importa que venga en sus caminos, si ellos lo ponen primero a El, si siguen Su voluntad, Su amor, entonces ellos estarán bien. …no importa lo que les pase. Yo creo esto porque ha dado resultado para mi. Cuando recibí la devastante noticia de mi horrible enfermedad algo cambio en mi, y empecé una jornada creyéndole a El. Me di cuenta que Su voluntad debería de hacerse en lugar de la mía. Y créanme grandes cosas ocurrieron desde ese día. Y algo que tengo bien claro es que si creo en El, El nunca me va a dejar sola.



Su voluntad, no la mía, es mi mejor arma





Y luego de leer Mateo 5:8,

Me di cuenta que yo estaba orando por ellos para que sean PUROS DE CORAZON.





Que ellos siempre deseen el Señor con todo su corazón. Que primero lo busquen a El, que busquen Su aprobación en todo lo que hagan. Este verso me recordó de lo que el Señor había puesto en mi corazón. Una oración de paz fue puesta en mi por parte de Dios de algo que había sido sembrado y que ahora estaba brotando en una planta fuerte y saludable.



Es algo tan obvio.



Mis niños esperan esa oración temprana. J se ha dado cuenta que yo hago esto. El me espera cada mañana cuando yo me tengo que levantar temprano a trabajar. La noche anterior el duerme mejor sabiendo que yo estaré ahí en su dormitorio para simplemente orar por el. A veces el me recibe con una sonrisa con los ojos cerrados.



Puros de Corazón. Puros de Corazón, para que ellos vean al Señor.



Y que tanto lo veo al Señor en todo lo que hago. A través de mi día. En el trabajo, en la casa, haciendo limpieza, enseñando, leyendo, yo veo al Señor. Y lo hago muchas veces, y se que El me bendice con pequeños empujoncitos que yo lo describo como besos, los recibo y a cambio le entrego un corazón agradecido.



Puros de Corazón

Y yo conseguiré verle a El

Todos los días.

 
 
~Life As Lizzy, en espanol!

{{Translation into spanish by Karen Valle}}

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Deconditioning

Deconditioning - The loss of muscle tone and endurance due to chronic disease, immobility, or loss of function.



Went for a walk a few weeks ago! I can't believe it either. The doctor said I needed to start exercising, walking 20-30 minutes a day. Really? Never thought I'd hear those words. Four years ago, I pulled an oxygen tube around my face in order to walk just ten steps.

So I went for a walk around the park while L was at her Musical Munchkins class. Didn't know what I'd encounter...

I chuckled when the full term pregnant gal walked faster than I...

I had become use to running on the Santa Monica Beach sand almost ten years ago, when I worked there. It was beautiful. The conversations I had with God, were unstoppable, just like my endurance. Unstoppable.

The doctor mentioned this word, 'decondition'. He didn't want my muscles to become deconditioned to doing nothing. I was amazed that day after hearing from him that I have become able to walk again. Walk for the sole purpose of exercise. The Pulmonary Hypertension symptoms have pretty much gone away, thanks to some pretty awesome medications.

And thanks to my God, whom is always faithful.

I thought about that word on my drive home from the doctor's office that afternoon. Something told me that I not only needed to walk for physical endurance, but it was time to halt a common route to spiritual deconditioning. You see, living with a deadly disease, is like constantly being reminded of the things you can't do. After months, years of hearing that dreadful 'you can't', your spirit can become bitter. Ever heard the saying, "If you don't use it, you lose it"? Well, I also need to keep my spirit up to speed on the God exercises. Spiritual Endurance.

I've been walking about three times a week now. Happy to say I am getting faster and faster, I might be able to jog very soon. Wha?

And as I walk, I meditate on so many things. Prayer, scripture, and just simply taking in all the beauty around me. -Yes, even the rollie-pollie's on the side walk. 

I have to admit though, I had become so use to not being active, at all, that part of me was a little scared. I didn't want to get my hopes up. What if I can't walk? What if I start feeling that dreadful elephant-on-my-chest feeling? Noooo! I didn't want to set myself up for failure. So, at first, I procrastinated getting back into walking. Glad I didn't wait too long...


The kids decided to join me this day. 





They slowed me down. -Ahem.
haha!


Getting ready for my morning walk.
Achtung: No make-up!


As you can see, I am in desperate need of new workout clothes. Four years ago, I did away with all my shorts, tanks, and pants. :o) 

But the clothes is the least of my concerns... 






Race to cure PH!

Last week, I received the annual invitation to Taylor's Wish 5K Run/Walk. Taylor was diagnosed with Pulmonary Hypertension and died at 4 1/2 years old. Her parents, created the fundraiser in hopes of raising awareness of the disease so that other families won't suffer the loss of a loved one due to this horrible and mostly unheard of disease. She left a twin sister, Brooke. You can check out her story and donate at www.taylorswish.org

I toyed with the idea of walking with God. It was only between me and God, and then I accidentally mentioned it to my Couple's Home Group, Moment Church Tribe. The girls, jumped on the idea and made the decision that they'd support me and walk with me in honor of Taylor. That was all the encouragement I needed, so we all registered online that night, kids and all. I can't wait! All glory to God!

We will be walking a 5K on June 2 in Orange County! Agh! I can't believe it!

So here I am, gearing up for a race! Who would've thought? Like I said, nothing is impossible for God. Nothing.

~Life As Lizzy

Monday, May 7, 2012

Expect to See Blessings Everyday

46 They worshiped together at the Temple each day, met in homes for the Lord’s Supper, and shared their meals with great joy and generosity[j]
47 all the while praising God and enjoying the goodwill of all the people.
And each day the Lord added to their fellowship those who were being saved.
~Acts 2 46-47


I was reading a daily devotional the other day The Confident Woman by Joyce Meyer... and something struck a cord.

"Resist and refuse to let doubt convince you that good things won't happen to you and your family; aggressively expect good things! Ask God to give you divine supernatural favor and then expect to see it in your life daily." (p.121) She follows with a prayer that I will tell, as I remember it (it is not word for word)...

Expect to see Your blessings poured out to you today.

Makes me take a deep breath.

When I was faced with the news of this illness, I couldn't help but fall into the deep abyss of doubt. I asked Him, if there would ever be any good for me in this life.
I didn't understand what it meant to praise during hardship.
I didn't understand that I'd see His hand like never before.
I didn't understand that I was actually being faced with an opportunity for greatness.
-For an ultimate blessing.
I couldn't see it then,

but I see it now.

I wake up everyday, asking with expectation for His blessings to be poured unto me.

Because He does.

Because He is faithful in doing so.

He has added to my fellowship, like never before.

I implore you, take a deep breath, look at the good.

Sometimes we dwell in the muck of the bad news. We entertain those thoughts in our head. One, two, three, we list all the things that we have going badly for us. We numerate them, caress them and guard a special little corner in  our hearts for that cancer of a feeling. Depression. Resentment. All ugliness that breeds in our hearts, grows with every drip of watering we add to it every day.

We need to stop.

I've learned that what my mind entertains, that is what comes out of my heart. And this is not just positive thinking. Looking at the glass half full. It is more than that.

It is taking every single negative thought captive. Looking at it, recognizing it, and then throwing it away. Trust me, it's not easy. I became use to it. It was my little pet that followed me around throughout my day, unconditionally faithful to me. It took a lot to change my ways.

The first step was recognizing that negative thought. That devil's lie.

Second, was throwing it away. Be done with it. Stop putting yourself down. Stop caressing that evil thought.

Third, believe in the One who gave it all up for you. He is your lawyer. He has taken it all on His shoulders. And He wants to bless you.

He wants to pour out so much goodness on you that you will have nothing else to do but gasp at His grace.

So every time I find myself praying like Jesus did in Gethsemane. The devil will try as hard as he can to put me down. I hear so many lies. So many put downs. He belittles me. He mocks me.

You'll never see this. You'll be dead soon. You can't do this, or that. The list goes on and on...

But I know I have the power to stomp on his head, just like Jesus did on that hill.

Romans 8 says, "No power in the sky above or in the earth below -indeed nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate you from the love of God..." (verse 39).

So when I'm out of breath, feeling the symptoms of this disease. I slow down. Take it in. I think back to the joy and generosity that He's surrounded me with and I praise Him. I choose to believe that He will pour out blessings on me. Right then and there.


He always does.

The blessings not only pour out, but cascades of goodness come over me. I have been able to do things, that I didn't think I could. His blessings never stop.

And He wants to bless you too.





~Life As Lizzy

Monday, April 30, 2012

Psalm 148

"He has made his people strong,
honoring his faithful ones-
The people of Israel who are close to Him.
Praise the Lord!"
~Psalm 148:14, NLT 

Simple, but infinite in my book.


Strength. Who doesn't want strength? We can all use some spiritual strength. Physical strength too. What about honor? The dictionary defines honor as 'High respect', 'good reputation', 'recognition'.

I was blessed by the mention of Strength and Honor and the intimacy in verse 14. I thought of these three as attributes that could potentially take me to a higher, and more rich, level of security, lets just say, a relationship with Christ. Ultimately I have learned that my strategic thought process attaches security into the realm of a relationship. That is what makes it valid in my mind. I feel secure, therefore I feel the relationship is not only real but deeply rooted. It is what I crave. And although I am not in the least worried or even preoccupied at the thought of not being accepted in society, even amongst friends. I have become this needy little girl, craving to be continually accepted by her father, in my case, God. I have come to understand that He is the Only One I need to please. And crave for, for that matter. But I know that there really is nothing I can DO to win His love. His love is grace. He gives it no matter what.

But I rest knowing that...

All I need is You.

But I should also mention that I also crave the deep relationships with my friends, and family. But ultimately, I know that He is above all else. I realize that He knows me better than I, he knows whom he's placed in my life and at what particular time.
{{Friends, you know who you are! Wink, wink. I. Love. You.}}

And then, He continues with mentioning that this relationship brings with it His honor. Oh, how I long to be honored by Him. To be able to hear those beautiful words of affirmation come forth from his mouth.

"Well done, good and faithful servant!"

And I ask myself: Lord, have I done what you've expected of me so far? This life has been tough, you know. A deadly disease is nothing to take lightly.
.
..Oh, but YOU went through so much WORSE, (I am reminded).

Yes, I know. {{sigh}}



--Silence.



-I can hear the wind outside my bedroom window. Wonder what the air sounded like when you took your last breath on that cross. Wonder how you felt when you saw my face and blinked for the last time.

As I am reading on, this verse speaks of those "who are close to him"?

Sometimes our circumstances inhibit an attitude of praise. We don't want to praise when things are going bad. When we're faced with difficult circumstances like sickness or death, or bad news like a job loss or even when we receive a simple dirty look from someone.

Reminds me of Romans 8...

Does it mean He no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (v.35)


It's hard to praise God in those moments. But He calls us to praise Him anyhow. He calls even the sun and moon to praise. What makes us better than the sun and moon? And his promise to us is strength, honor and to be close to Him -a relationship. This relationship is like no other. Nothing will ever compare.

I am close to Him. I am 'those' that verse fourteen spoke of.
 I am honored. I am strengthened. I. Am. His.

So praise on! Praise Him from anywhere and everywhere. Praising Him during rough circumstances changes everything. Especially- even more so, during those tough times.

And even though life has gotten a bit hard for me. It really is so much more rich because I am stronger.

~Life As Lizzy

Monday, April 23, 2012

Matthew 5:8 Pure in Heart

Matthew 5:8  "Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God."  

Who are the pure in heart? 
I thought about this for a few days.

I found myself one early morning in the stillness of the dark. 

I have made a routine, a precious one really, to go into both my kids' rooms, one at a time, and pray for them.

Hold them.

Smell them. 

I get to do this twice a week, right before leaving to work (its the only time I am ever up at 4am). They are so angelic in their peaceful state. I just love it. Reminds me of Jesus praying early in the morning in Gethsemane. Why do these early morning rises bring such deepness in thought? Jesus was troubled there, for He knew what was coming. And yet He still welcomed his Father's will -not his own. For his will was in harmony with the Father's will. When I awake during these early rises, I feel such a connection to Him. It feels like it is just me and Him.

And so, I try to pray like Jesus did...  Not my, but His will be done.  


Back in my kids rooms...
This is my prayer:

Lord, may J and LM love You and Your Word with all their hearts, all their minds, and all their souls. May they grow up to be a strong man and woman of God. ~Amen.

I realize that no matter what comes their way. If they just put Him first, His will, His love, then my kids will be alright... No matter what. I trust this because it has worked for me. When the devastating news of an ugly illness came knocking at my door, I began a journey of trust. I realized, that His will needed to be done before my own. And boy, have remarkable things occurred since then. I know, first hand that I can trust Him to never leave me alone.

His will, not my own, is the best policy.

And then after reading up on Matthew 5:8,
 I realized I was actually praying for them to be 
PURE IN HEART

That they will always long for the Lord with everything in their might. That they will seek first, His approval in everything they do.  And so this verse reminded me of what the Lord has placed in my own heart. A peaceful prayer has made its way out from that deeply rooted seed that the Lord planted and has come out strong and healthy into an overgrown flowery plant.

It is so obvious.

So much so that my kids also now long for that early morning prayer. J has come to realize that I do this. He expects it every time the day comes where I wake up early to go to work. He sleeps better that night, knowing that I will be there, in his room in the stillness of the dark to simply pray for him. Sometimes he greets me with a smile -eyes closed.

Pure in heart.  Pure in heart, for they shall see God.

And oh, how I long to see God in everything I do. Throughout my day. At work, at home, cleaning, teaching, reading, I long to SEE God.  And I do. Many a times. He blesses me with nudges. I describe them as kisses. I am able to grasp His kisses and return them with a thankful heart.

Pure in heart. 
And I get to see Him. 
Everyday.  

 ~Life as Lizzy

Monday, March 5, 2012

This Man of Little Words

Thank you Father for this man of little words

This man that receives me day in and day out
Who comes home after a long hard day at work and stands there
Listening to my every word
This man, with his sincere smile
My words, like a blabbering fool, spill out unto our conjoined air
He hears about my days' struggles,
The kids' fights,
The lady on the freeway who almost hit me,
The rumor my mom's entertaining.
This man listens to me
All while catching a glimpse at his callused hand
His eyes gloom down at his rough fingers
He's been at work all day
Hearing complaints, deciphering car problems, dealing with Insurance Adjusters.
Yet he stands there, itchy from the Shop's dust on his uniform
He still stands there, aching knees probably
And listens
Gives me a raised eyebrow here and there to let me know I've got his full attention
His big brown eyes, seducing.

God, I am so blessed.
Laying next to him, while he sleeps, hours later,
Recalling the previously-mentioned events.
I am in the dark, typing away...

I can here his breathing. He is so tired.
And he does it all for me.

Makes me feel like he is my Hosea. And I, I am the tattered woman.
Undeserving to have this man love me the way he does.

What can I do, God, to give him rest. To love him back.
What can I do. I feel I am not good enough. Don't do enough -can't do enough
Because of this sickness that plagues me. Why did you give such a good man
Me?
This lemon of a person?
This damaged wife?

So I ask him:

You love me so much. Why? Even with all my faults.

He answers:
Those faults are just superficial. I love YOU.

~Life As Lizzy

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Life Insurance Policy?

I know I have been sort of dormant lately. And that my followers have probably fogotten about me. But here I am again. This empty screen of mine, is so therapeutic. I love being able to just sign on whenever I feel, or hear, resounding words in my head. Words, that consequently I feel need to be in my blog. I know I don't write much. Less now, even. Life has gotten busy.
With my health in such a positive state, I have added more unto my plate. My husband might not think it's such a good idea. I think it's good.
Last year, a very special friend of mine invited me to join a 'Tech Accountability group' called Good Morning Girls (www.GoodMorningGirls.org). I am in two groups of about 10 gals each, which I LOVE) and we email eachother daily from Monday through Friday bits about our quiet time for that particular day. At first, I think my mind took it as a challenge that I could later, proudly accomplish. It wasn't easy at first. It's been more than a year and it is one of the best things I have ever challenged myself to partake in. Reading the Word of God, every single day. Studying it. Devouring it. Knowing it. The consequence? FEELING it. And then, expressing it through action. A certain transformation. A physical one, really. So stay tuned. I might post bits of my private postings here later! haha! I am learning so much. The main thing I've learned is that the Word really is LIVING. Because from the things I am reading, I am putting into action in my daily life. The Word, is transcending those printed pages, into my heart. Changing the way I think, changing the way I respond, changing the way I choose to love and be loved. My actions, my life, has changed because my perspective on life has changed with it.
I feel that I am putting myself in such a good position through this process of being in the Word everyday. Especially living with Pulmonary Hypertension. The Word of God, has helped me be okay with where I am today. That makes me a happier person. Which then makes me a healthier person. Which then makes those around me, less stressed about my situation. It is as if being in the Word of God is allowing my blood to travel through my arteries at a less stressed pace. My heart is less stressed by this new-found 'Insurance Plan'. Sorry hunny, I don't yet have the traditional life insurance we wanted, but I do have this spiritual insurance policy that doesn't require an out-of-pocket deductible. Oh and the 'big guy' who runs the company, he's been in business for a LONG time.
~Life As Lizzy

Saturday, March 3, 2012

To Share My Story

To share my story

It is but a wonder to really see what life is all about. To know, that I am still here even though a few years ago the harsh reality was that I might not be here today.

But I am.

Sunday, I was offered the wonderful opportunity to share a bit of my story at Moment Church. I am so humbled by all the lives that were moved. By this story of mine. A story of struggle, a story of sickness, a story of grey days filled with gloom. This story of mine that the Lord has turned around for the good. This story, which I thought was the worst thing I could face, has turned out to be the most beautiful thing I've ever been a part of. Here is a written version of what I shared on Sunday...

This story...


You know
When I was first asked to come up and share my story, I kept thinking
"What should I say Lord?"
I quickly realized that I was asking the wrong question. If its one thing I've learned through this journey, is that the "I" has to disappear. So the correct question is,
"Lord, what do YOU want THEM to hear from me?"

So, I prayed.

All of you need to know how God will provide. He provided for me every step of the way. He was there...

It's amazing to see, looking back now, how detailed the Lord has been.

-When I first began to feel the symptoms of Pulmonary Hypertension, I had just started my new job so The MEDICAL BENEFITS had just kicked in. He Provided me with insurance benefits, right in the nick of time.

-After being diagnosed in October of 2008, I was told I could never have more kids because the risk to carry a pregnancy could be fatal, for me and the baby... So God planned for me to have a baby girl, my second child, that January right before summer, when I would be diagnosed.

-I was told that the only way I'd be able to take my kids to Disneyland was in a wheelchair with a portable oxygen tank, I am now completely OFF oxygen. Two large Oxygen Tanks lived in my house & got refilled by a company every single month.
They're all gone, too.

-I've had four Cardiac Catheterizations and God provided me with friends who brought meals to my home every single night, for weeks after surgery.

-I use to live in Houston Texas where the humidity is very high. If I would have stayed there, I probably wouldn't be alive today living with Pulmonary Hypertension. The Lord provided a reason for us to move just TEN MONTHS before my diagnosis.

So no matter what I have been faced with, GOD HAS PROVIDED. HE HAS literally CUSHIONED MY WALK, every step of the way. Every obstacle has been overtaken by His hand.

Then a few days ago, God also reminded me of ME, before the sickness.
And where MY priorities were, back then.

This is the way I use to think...

God, I'm good. I'm a good person.
I never cuss.
I love my husband. Never been unfaithful.
Hey, I tithe.
I donate to charities.
I'm good with people, I don't discriminate.
Hey I even have a good credit score! I pay my bills on time.
I keep my house clean.
I go to church every Sunday.

And the 'good list' of ME went on and on...

But this is what I have learned...
That the "I" needed to die. I was so focused on being 'good', that I elevated MY life to be MY success. I was proud of myself. I could do it all.
I could, I want, I've done...

~ Matthew 10:39
"If you cling to your life, you will lose it; but if you give up your life for me, you will find it."

I loved my life more than I loved Him. My priorities were on ME, in this earth.
Not on Him.

"Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and He will give everything you need."
That's Luke 12:31

So I decided to change. Almost four years ago. I set out on a challenge to grow in my Faith. To believe in Him. To seek only Him and HIS will...

I made Him the priority. And you know what? The happiness that I had. I realized was just passing by. There was nothing to it. Nothing deep. Nothing Meaningful. But the JOY that I've gained through seeking Him first, is for eternity.

So wherever you might be. No matter your struggles. Whatever monster you're dealing with. Or trial or obstacle. He wants to be right there with you. Ask him in. Put your face down on the ground and humble yourself. Admit that you cannot do it alone. Remove that pride. Remove the I, and HE will provide for you, just like HE's done for me.

~Matthew 23:12 says
"But those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.

He will lift you up. He lifted me up. Forget about the successes that this world has to offer. Remove those fake veneers and Put Him first!

I want you to know that the thing that i was challenged with the most, was humbling myself. Because i thought i was all good. I wasn't. So, Humble yourselves everyday and show him that it's about what He wants to do with your life, not about what you want to do with your life. Give Him all your possessions and most importantly be willing to let go of your own life. Once you do that it's all JOY from there. Real, true, PURE, JOY.

Yes, you'll go through trials but James One tells us to "consider it an opportunity for great joy when struggles come your way, ". I have gotten so much from these struggles and I thank him for the opportunity to have met HIM in this way. In such a PURE and PERSONAL way. I know that no matter what happens I will be okay. And you should know that too.

Love you guys!

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-Life As Lizzy

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