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15 confessions from a pastor’s wife

24 things you didn’t know about us

the one thing guaranteed to end all marriages

why reading comprehension (and tostadas) is critical for life

Everyday Blowout and Curl

Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know

Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know our secret?⁣
⁣
When Matt and I went through marriage counseling I remember the man shared with us the term “work.” He said, “Marriage. Is. Work.” ⁣
⁣
If I’m honest I really didn’t like the sound of that. Inwardly I huffed, blew him off and rolled my eyes. I thought, well that must be for couples that don’t love each other like we do. ⁣
⁣
Later that night we were talking about that term “work.” I said something incredibly wise like, “Well, I just don’t think when you’re really in love marriage could ever be looked at as work. I mean, not HARD work anyway. I think marriage requires the kind of work that will be fun.”⁣
⁣
What I wouldn’t give to time travel and sit the “now” me in the backseat to eavesdrop on the “21 year old” me give such an amazing comedy show.⁣
⁣
The reality 19 years in: marriage is without a doubt hard work. And I’d even say there are times it’s more than work. Sometimes it downright feels like suffering. That’s right, suffering.⁣
⁣
We fight over dumb things, we miscommunicate over lame stuff, we can live in the same space and yet feel utterly alone. We are selfish, become frustrated, and annoy one another. ⁣
⁣
But here’s the magic we know now, the secret sauce: Marriage isn’t meant to be easy, and that’s no longer our aim. ⁣
⁣
Marriage is meant to point us to Jesus. It’s meant to sanctify us both.⁣
⁣
We are continually learning to say sorry, to repent and reconcile with one another. We must humble ourselves, and actively consider one anothers’ needs above our own.⁣
⁣
So you want to know our secret? Neither of us wastes any time now hoping for marriage to be easy. In fact, it’s the opposite. We welcome the work. The discomfort and difficulty that comes when two selfish people seek to serve the other first reminds us of our ever present need for Christ and His ever unfinished work in drawing toward Himself and sanctifying us both.

I’d love to hear, what’s one thing you believed before you were married you would now see as crazy?

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say enough about how thankful I am for a day that honors the lives lost to mamas all over the world.

For a long time this seemed to be a taboo subject and many women, including myself, suffered alone.

For those of you who are new around here this was our story, twice over, and I will never forget the pain those losses were, there just aren’t words.

Grief and loss are an interesting thing. If we don’t let ourselves feel, and if we refuse to go to those darkest of places, to voice the hurt, the struggle, the pain, we just cannot heal. The pain will still be there, and it will be dealt with one way or another, but it’ll bubble up when we least expect it.

I think we believe it’s easier to just stuff the hard things away, or numb ourselves or distract and keep ourselves busy with lesser things. We embrace the lie if we could just avoid “going there” we can find peace once again.

But that’s just not the way life works.

God asks us to bring it to Him. Just like the raw ugly cry with the life long best friend we can hang out with when we aren’t showered and have day 4 unwashed hair...God asks us to be brutally honest with Him in those vulnerable broken places. He desires to meet with us and His aim is to heal.

You see He knows a little something about life, and suffering, and loss. He knows and can relate, and He offers us the kind of comfort no other thing or person or temporary fix ever could. Even though we hurt over the far-too-soon-goodbyes of our precious little ones, He wants to remind us there is nothing in this world that will satisfy the desires of our heart, or soothe the deep wounds, or heal the broken bones like Christ.

If you’ve lost a baby, or two, or more...run to Him. I’m His presence is peace, comfort and fullness of joy. He is everything you need and more.

#infancylossawareness #youarentalone #healonesatisfies

I want you to have courage to continue on, even wi

I want you to have courage to continue on, even with the fear of being rejected.⁣
⁣
Let me tell you a little story…⁣
A long time ago I made a rash decision to respond in a way that was not loving. I wrote my feelings out and went on. In my mind I was “done” and more than justified to have said what I did.⁣
⁣
Then…time. Time has the ability to bring healing, to help us forget and also to convict. I soon realized my error. ⁣
⁣
But it was too late. Hurtful words were retuned and the wrecking ball was set in motion. ⁣
⁣
Relationships are messy sometimes. We are people, interacting with people, who are complex, filled with emotions, hormones, feelings, & desires. ⁣
⁣
At the end of the day I have to take 100% responsibility for my actions. ⁣
⁣
But can I be brutally honest here? One of my biggest fears in life is being rejected for who I am at my worst. What if, when all the fronts are dropped, I’m just not enough?⁣
⁣
Since this instance, I admittedly have felt defeated. I’ve let the lies of failure and rejection seep poison into my soul. Its made me quiet and reflective. ⁣
⁣
I’ve used the time to read, pray, and have battled through all of the struggles in resetting my heart. ⁣
⁣
Here’s what I know now…⁣
✨I am not defined by my worst moments. God, through the perfection of Jesus, gives us HIS righteousness. Salvation comes through faith alone not by works.⁣
✨I was never created to be perfect. I was, however, created to be predictable. WHEN, not if, I get it wrong, I am to handle that with repentance, trusting in the sanctification of Jesus to continue to grow me through all things, including my failures and triumphs.⁣
✨I am not to walk in fear. Because perfect love casts out all fear. And Jesus IS perfect love.⁣
⁣
And that’s exactly what I want to say to you: ⁣
Yes, there is risk that the people you love will reject you. ⁣
And no, not everyone will like you. ⁣
And yes, you will fail. ⁣
⁣
BUT..you are FULLY known and FULLY loved EXACTLY as you are by the One who knows every bit of your imperfection.⁣
⁣
So have the courage today to step forward once more, even if you’re afraid of rejection, and keep looking to Jesus for your perfection. There is none like Him.

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything here! My computer broke and my phone screen is cracked! I guess I just get so busy living our actual lives I forget to post here on our IG lives!⁣
⁣
We’ve been living the fullness of all of life right now, with all things homeschooling, babies, exercise, football and ballet...coming up with new rhythms and routines and ways to make life work. ⁣
⁣
And if I’m honest it’s not been easy! 🙈 Some days I feel things work and are finally coming together, and others I absolutely know they don’t, and I’ll have to start again with a new plan to reset. ⁣
⁣
Are you guys like me??? Do you all ever joke, but then are also really quite serious, that the “jobs” we have as mamas are the work of at least 4 different people, minimum!?! ⁣
⁣
Matt and I were talking the other day about this season and all it contains, and I used the words “invisible,” (does anyone notice?) “inadequate” (I don’t have what it takes) and “imperfect” (I didn’t handle that well) when describing how I have felt lately. ⁣
⁣
But here’s one thing I do know...our feelings are super unhelpful at times. ⁣
⁣
When we only trust in how we feel, and we don’t pass those feelings through a grid of truth it’s so easy to become overwhelmed and discouraged.⁣
⁣
I wanted to share a bit of encouragement for any fellow mamas out there feeling like this fall has been a huge kick in the pants...⁣
⁣
God promises we are loved fully and wholly and it’s not based off of any ability to accomplish all the things. ⁣
⁣
God promises He has provided, and even though we might not feel it He assures us we already have all we need for life and godliness—including every one of the fruits of the Spirit. ⁣
⁣
And God promises we are seen, not invisible at all to Him, and that He values us even more than the birds in the air.⁣
⁣
I hope this can serve as a reminder for even just one mama, to remind your feelings you will no longer entertain their overly loud lies. ⁣
⁣
Rest in Gods promises, it is there where we get to experience His presence. Happy Tuesday everyone!⁣
⁣
We are in full fall mode, but I’m already seeing everything out for Xmas!!! Lol!!! Who is already thinking Christmas?⁣

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Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know

Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know our secret?⁣
⁣
When Matt and I went through marriage counseling I remember the man shared with us the term “work.” He said, “Marriage. Is. Work.” ⁣
⁣
If I’m honest I really didn’t like the sound of that. Inwardly I huffed, blew him off and rolled my eyes. I thought, well that must be for couples that don’t love each other like we do. ⁣
⁣
Later that night we were talking about that term “work.” I said something incredibly wise like, “Well, I just don’t think when you’re really in love marriage could ever be looked at as work. I mean, not HARD work anyway. I think marriage requires the kind of work that will be fun.”⁣
⁣
What I wouldn’t give to time travel and sit the “now” me in the backseat to eavesdrop on the “21 year old” me give such an amazing comedy show.⁣
⁣
The reality 19 years in: marriage is without a doubt hard work. And I’d even say there are times it’s more than work. Sometimes it downright feels like suffering. That’s right, suffering.⁣
⁣
We fight over dumb things, we miscommunicate over lame stuff, we can live in the same space and yet feel utterly alone. We are selfish, become frustrated, and annoy one another. ⁣
⁣
But here’s the magic we know now, the secret sauce: Marriage isn’t meant to be easy, and that’s no longer our aim. ⁣
⁣
Marriage is meant to point us to Jesus. It’s meant to sanctify us both.⁣
⁣
We are continually learning to say sorry, to repent and reconcile with one another. We must humble ourselves, and actively consider one anothers’ needs above our own.⁣
⁣
So you want to know our secret? Neither of us wastes any time now hoping for marriage to be easy. In fact, it’s the opposite. We welcome the work. The discomfort and difficulty that comes when two selfish people seek to serve the other first reminds us of our ever present need for Christ and His ever unfinished work in drawing toward Himself and sanctifying us both.

I’d love to hear, what’s one thing you believed before you were married you would now see as crazy?

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say enough about how thankful I am for a day that honors the lives lost to mamas all over the world.

For a long time this seemed to be a taboo subject and many women, including myself, suffered alone.

For those of you who are new around here this was our story, twice over, and I will never forget the pain those losses were, there just aren’t words.

Grief and loss are an interesting thing. If we don’t let ourselves feel, and if we refuse to go to those darkest of places, to voice the hurt, the struggle, the pain, we just cannot heal. The pain will still be there, and it will be dealt with one way or another, but it’ll bubble up when we least expect it.

I think we believe it’s easier to just stuff the hard things away, or numb ourselves or distract and keep ourselves busy with lesser things. We embrace the lie if we could just avoid “going there” we can find peace once again.

But that’s just not the way life works.

God asks us to bring it to Him. Just like the raw ugly cry with the life long best friend we can hang out with when we aren’t showered and have day 4 unwashed hair...God asks us to be brutally honest with Him in those vulnerable broken places. He desires to meet with us and His aim is to heal.

You see He knows a little something about life, and suffering, and loss. He knows and can relate, and He offers us the kind of comfort no other thing or person or temporary fix ever could. Even though we hurt over the far-too-soon-goodbyes of our precious little ones, He wants to remind us there is nothing in this world that will satisfy the desires of our heart, or soothe the deep wounds, or heal the broken bones like Christ.

If you’ve lost a baby, or two, or more...run to Him. I’m His presence is peace, comfort and fullness of joy. He is everything you need and more.

#infancylossawareness #youarentalone #healonesatisfies

I want you to have courage to continue on, even wi

I want you to have courage to continue on, even with the fear of being rejected.⁣
⁣
Let me tell you a little story…⁣
A long time ago I made a rash decision to respond in a way that was not loving. I wrote my feelings out and went on. In my mind I was “done” and more than justified to have said what I did.⁣
⁣
Then…time. Time has the ability to bring healing, to help us forget and also to convict. I soon realized my error. ⁣
⁣
But it was too late. Hurtful words were retuned and the wrecking ball was set in motion. ⁣
⁣
Relationships are messy sometimes. We are people, interacting with people, who are complex, filled with emotions, hormones, feelings, & desires. ⁣
⁣
At the end of the day I have to take 100% responsibility for my actions. ⁣
⁣
But can I be brutally honest here? One of my biggest fears in life is being rejected for who I am at my worst. What if, when all the fronts are dropped, I’m just not enough?⁣
⁣
Since this instance, I admittedly have felt defeated. I’ve let the lies of failure and rejection seep poison into my soul. Its made me quiet and reflective. ⁣
⁣
I’ve used the time to read, pray, and have battled through all of the struggles in resetting my heart. ⁣
⁣
Here’s what I know now…⁣
✨I am not defined by my worst moments. God, through the perfection of Jesus, gives us HIS righteousness. Salvation comes through faith alone not by works.⁣
✨I was never created to be perfect. I was, however, created to be predictable. WHEN, not if, I get it wrong, I am to handle that with repentance, trusting in the sanctification of Jesus to continue to grow me through all things, including my failures and triumphs.⁣
✨I am not to walk in fear. Because perfect love casts out all fear. And Jesus IS perfect love.⁣
⁣
And that’s exactly what I want to say to you: ⁣
Yes, there is risk that the people you love will reject you. ⁣
And no, not everyone will like you. ⁣
And yes, you will fail. ⁣
⁣
BUT..you are FULLY known and FULLY loved EXACTLY as you are by the One who knows every bit of your imperfection.⁣
⁣
So have the courage today to step forward once more, even if you’re afraid of rejection, and keep looking to Jesus for your perfection. There is none like Him.

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything here! My computer broke and my phone screen is cracked! I guess I just get so busy living our actual lives I forget to post here on our IG lives!⁣
⁣
We’ve been living the fullness of all of life right now, with all things homeschooling, babies, exercise, football and ballet...coming up with new rhythms and routines and ways to make life work. ⁣
⁣
And if I’m honest it’s not been easy! 🙈 Some days I feel things work and are finally coming together, and others I absolutely know they don’t, and I’ll have to start again with a new plan to reset. ⁣
⁣
Are you guys like me??? Do you all ever joke, but then are also really quite serious, that the “jobs” we have as mamas are the work of at least 4 different people, minimum!?! ⁣
⁣
Matt and I were talking the other day about this season and all it contains, and I used the words “invisible,” (does anyone notice?) “inadequate” (I don’t have what it takes) and “imperfect” (I didn’t handle that well) when describing how I have felt lately. ⁣
⁣
But here’s one thing I do know...our feelings are super unhelpful at times. ⁣
⁣
When we only trust in how we feel, and we don’t pass those feelings through a grid of truth it’s so easy to become overwhelmed and discouraged.⁣
⁣
I wanted to share a bit of encouragement for any fellow mamas out there feeling like this fall has been a huge kick in the pants...⁣
⁣
God promises we are loved fully and wholly and it’s not based off of any ability to accomplish all the things. ⁣
⁣
God promises He has provided, and even though we might not feel it He assures us we already have all we need for life and godliness—including every one of the fruits of the Spirit. ⁣
⁣
And God promises we are seen, not invisible at all to Him, and that He values us even more than the birds in the air.⁣
⁣
I hope this can serve as a reminder for even just one mama, to remind your feelings you will no longer entertain their overly loud lies. ⁣
⁣
Rest in Gods promises, it is there where we get to experience His presence. Happy Tuesday everyone!⁣
⁣
We are in full fall mode, but I’m already seeing everything out for Xmas!!! Lol!!! Who is already thinking Christmas?⁣

Load More... follow @megwallace

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@megmariewallace

Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know

Next spring will be 20 years married. Want to know our secret?⁣
⁣
When Matt and I went through marriage counseling I remember the man shared with us the term “work.” He said, “Marriage. Is. Work.” ⁣
⁣
If I’m honest I really didn’t like the sound of that. Inwardly I huffed, blew him off and rolled my eyes. I thought, well that must be for couples that don’t love each other like we do. ⁣
⁣
Later that night we were talking about that term “work.” I said something incredibly wise like, “Well, I just don’t think when you’re really in love marriage could ever be looked at as work. I mean, not HARD work anyway. I think marriage requires the kind of work that will be fun.”⁣
⁣
What I wouldn’t give to time travel and sit the “now” me in the backseat to eavesdrop on the “21 year old” me give such an amazing comedy show.⁣
⁣
The reality 19 years in: marriage is without a doubt hard work. And I’d even say there are times it’s more than work. Sometimes it downright feels like suffering. That’s right, suffering.⁣
⁣
We fight over dumb things, we miscommunicate over lame stuff, we can live in the same space and yet feel utterly alone. We are selfish, become frustrated, and annoy one another. ⁣
⁣
But here’s the magic we know now, the secret sauce: Marriage isn’t meant to be easy, and that’s no longer our aim. ⁣
⁣
Marriage is meant to point us to Jesus. It’s meant to sanctify us both.⁣
⁣
We are continually learning to say sorry, to repent and reconcile with one another. We must humble ourselves, and actively consider one anothers’ needs above our own.⁣
⁣
So you want to know our secret? Neither of us wastes any time now hoping for marriage to be easy. In fact, it’s the opposite. We welcome the work. The discomfort and difficulty that comes when two selfish people seek to serve the other first reminds us of our ever present need for Christ and His ever unfinished work in drawing toward Himself and sanctifying us both.

I’d love to hear, what’s one thing you believed before you were married you would now see as crazy?

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say

Today is National Infant Loss Day and I cannot say enough about how thankful I am for a day that honors the lives lost to mamas all over the world.

For a long time this seemed to be a taboo subject and many women, including myself, suffered alone.

For those of you who are new around here this was our story, twice over, and I will never forget the pain those losses were, there just aren’t words.

Grief and loss are an interesting thing. If we don’t let ourselves feel, and if we refuse to go to those darkest of places, to voice the hurt, the struggle, the pain, we just cannot heal. The pain will still be there, and it will be dealt with one way or another, but it’ll bubble up when we least expect it.

I think we believe it’s easier to just stuff the hard things away, or numb ourselves or distract and keep ourselves busy with lesser things. We embrace the lie if we could just avoid “going there” we can find peace once again.

But that’s just not the way life works.

God asks us to bring it to Him. Just like the raw ugly cry with the life long best friend we can hang out with when we aren’t showered and have day 4 unwashed hair...God asks us to be brutally honest with Him in those vulnerable broken places. He desires to meet with us and His aim is to heal.

You see He knows a little something about life, and suffering, and loss. He knows and can relate, and He offers us the kind of comfort no other thing or person or temporary fix ever could. Even though we hurt over the far-too-soon-goodbyes of our precious little ones, He wants to remind us there is nothing in this world that will satisfy the desires of our heart, or soothe the deep wounds, or heal the broken bones like Christ.

If you’ve lost a baby, or two, or more...run to Him. I’m His presence is peace, comfort and fullness of joy. He is everything you need and more.

#infancylossawareness #youarentalone #healonesatisfies

I want you to have courage to continue on, even wi

I want you to have courage to continue on, even with the fear of being rejected.⁣
⁣
Let me tell you a little story…⁣
A long time ago I made a rash decision to respond in a way that was not loving. I wrote my feelings out and went on. In my mind I was “done” and more than justified to have said what I did.⁣
⁣
Then…time. Time has the ability to bring healing, to help us forget and also to convict. I soon realized my error. ⁣
⁣
But it was too late. Hurtful words were retuned and the wrecking ball was set in motion. ⁣
⁣
Relationships are messy sometimes. We are people, interacting with people, who are complex, filled with emotions, hormones, feelings, & desires. ⁣
⁣
At the end of the day I have to take 100% responsibility for my actions. ⁣
⁣
But can I be brutally honest here? One of my biggest fears in life is being rejected for who I am at my worst. What if, when all the fronts are dropped, I’m just not enough?⁣
⁣
Since this instance, I admittedly have felt defeated. I’ve let the lies of failure and rejection seep poison into my soul. Its made me quiet and reflective. ⁣
⁣
I’ve used the time to read, pray, and have battled through all of the struggles in resetting my heart. ⁣
⁣
Here’s what I know now…⁣
✨I am not defined by my worst moments. God, through the perfection of Jesus, gives us HIS righteousness. Salvation comes through faith alone not by works.⁣
✨I was never created to be perfect. I was, however, created to be predictable. WHEN, not if, I get it wrong, I am to handle that with repentance, trusting in the sanctification of Jesus to continue to grow me through all things, including my failures and triumphs.⁣
✨I am not to walk in fear. Because perfect love casts out all fear. And Jesus IS perfect love.⁣
⁣
And that’s exactly what I want to say to you: ⁣
Yes, there is risk that the people you love will reject you. ⁣
And no, not everyone will like you. ⁣
And yes, you will fail. ⁣
⁣
BUT..you are FULLY known and FULLY loved EXACTLY as you are by the One who knows every bit of your imperfection.⁣
⁣
So have the courage today to step forward once more, even if you’re afraid of rejection, and keep looking to Jesus for your perfection. There is none like Him.

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything

Its been a long week since I’ve posted anything here! My computer broke and my phone screen is cracked! I guess I just get so busy living our actual lives I forget to post here on our IG lives!⁣
⁣
We’ve been living the fullness of all of life right now, with all things homeschooling, babies, exercise, football and ballet...coming up with new rhythms and routines and ways to make life work. ⁣
⁣
And if I’m honest it’s not been easy! 🙈 Some days I feel things work and are finally coming together, and others I absolutely know they don’t, and I’ll have to start again with a new plan to reset. ⁣
⁣
Are you guys like me??? Do you all ever joke, but then are also really quite serious, that the “jobs” we have as mamas are the work of at least 4 different people, minimum!?! ⁣
⁣
Matt and I were talking the other day about this season and all it contains, and I used the words “invisible,” (does anyone notice?) “inadequate” (I don’t have what it takes) and “imperfect” (I didn’t handle that well) when describing how I have felt lately. ⁣
⁣
But here’s one thing I do know...our feelings are super unhelpful at times. ⁣
⁣
When we only trust in how we feel, and we don’t pass those feelings through a grid of truth it’s so easy to become overwhelmed and discouraged.⁣
⁣
I wanted to share a bit of encouragement for any fellow mamas out there feeling like this fall has been a huge kick in the pants...⁣
⁣
God promises we are loved fully and wholly and it’s not based off of any ability to accomplish all the things. ⁣
⁣
God promises He has provided, and even though we might not feel it He assures us we already have all we need for life and godliness—including every one of the fruits of the Spirit. ⁣
⁣
And God promises we are seen, not invisible at all to Him, and that He values us even more than the birds in the air.⁣
⁣
I hope this can serve as a reminder for even just one mama, to remind your feelings you will no longer entertain their overly loud lies. ⁣
⁣
Rest in Gods promises, it is there where we get to experience His presence. Happy Tuesday everyone!⁣
⁣
We are in full fall mode, but I’m already seeing everything out for Xmas!!! Lol!!! Who is already thinking Christmas?⁣

It’s national daughters day?! How did I not know

It’s national daughters day?! How did I not know? Oh what an amazing day to celebrate! Never in a million years would I have imagined I would have the honor of raising not only one daughter but THREE lovely daughters? (And if you’re count Willow bug that makes four! 🐶) My girls are the apples of my eye and I cannot begin to explain how humbled I am to serve and mother them.⁣
⁣
Just this past week, though, I was walking another mama through how to grieve with someone who has just lost a baby. I had trouble getting the words out as my throat was closing up. I can’t ever take a mama “there” unless I allow myself to go back to those places where my heart felt like it was being ripped out. I have to allow myself to feel again what our losses were in order to give sound advice or counsel to others.⁣
⁣
And I’ll say this...there are some pains too deep to express with any amount of words...and some joys too rich to be able to express. And often times they go hand in hand, simultaneously, like two pedals on a bike.⁣
⁣
If you neglect one, the other might not work properly. Grief and sorrow, joy and celebration are both necessary for the human heart to carryon. ⁣
⁣
If you’re a mama celebrating today the daughters you hold, raise and parent I celebrate with you. It’s an absolute miracle any of us have been given the undeserved privilege to raise these precious souls. Let’s not ever take for granted what we have been gifted. ⁣
⁣
If you’re a mama grieving today, either a baby lost, a child no longer, or a baby longed for I grieve with you. There is nothing apart from the love of Jesus that can quench the pain of an empty womb or empty arms.⁣
⁣
For all the mamas, and mamas yet to be...while I do want to give honor to this day and what it represents, I also want to remind you of #thematteringthings in that we need to always find our true hope, our true joy and our true identities not in motherhood but in Christ. He alone satisfies the desires of our hearts. Let’s make sure to worship the Giver, not just the gifts He is so gracious to give. The Lord gives and the Lord takes...𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 be HIS NAME!

It would mean the world to me if you’d tag a friend that needs to hear this. ✨✨

A few years back Matt was given a book written by

A few years back Matt was given a book written by a pastor for pastors. Never before has he been so moved by another writer. He was so deeply impacted by the authors heart that he contacted the man to ask if he could speak with him. That phone call turned into a friendship, one that continues to breathe life into my husband as he continues to serve the church today.⁣
⁣
My husband knows me well and knew I’d love it too, and while it is intended for pastors and those in ministry I found it extremely helpful and beneficial for my life as a mother. Its on my top 5 favorite books I’ve ever read.⁣
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Since then, Matt has continued to recommend and gift this book to friends, family members and fellow pastors. Even the other leaders at our local church have built and developed foundational markers and identities for our staff and people based off this book. ⁣
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One of the main phrases Matt and I love, and you may remember from some of my older posts, is the idea the “mattering things” in life. The mattering things are to love God and love others and most often requires us to continue being faithful in “mostly overlooked places over long periods of time.” ⁣
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It is in the ordinary, great things happen. ⁣
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“Jesus made a habit of giving his time to unknown, broken people in out of the way places, overlooked by the world, but known and delighted in by Him.” -Zack Eswine ⁣
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Moving forward for me here online, I want this to be clear. While I did not come up with the term “the mattering things” it is going to be how I will continue to describe what I’m all about here in these little spaces. I will still talk about motherhood, and yes I do love fitness and I’m all about having a conversation about the latest trends in lashes, but all of those things will fit under this umbrella of keeping first things first…and chasing, living for, encouraging you in and resting in the mattering things of life. ⁣
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Hi, I’m Meg. I’m always going to be a work in progress, but I want my life to be about what matters most. Will you join me in pursuing #thematteringthings?

This sweet boys’ first football game was tonight

This sweet boys’ first football game was tonight. I couldn’t be there to watch and was so sad. But...we still don’t have a car that fits our entire family and the game was over an hour away...so the girls did some shopping while the boys went to the game. ⁣
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Sweet Kai has worked really hard these past few weeks to train and I couldn’t be more proud. He even got to play tonight! Sadly, they lost, but he came home with a huge smile on his face. ⁣
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Never did I think I’d ever be a football mama! But hey!!! When in Texas...🏈 Go Lions! ⁣
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P.S. I love the way he looks at her by the way...melts my heart. ⁣
Tomorrow we are back at building our pool deck...tell me (it’s taking FOREVER!!! 😖 but it’s going to be incredible!) what are you all up to this weekend??

Never in a million years would I have dreamed of t

Never in a million years would I have dreamed of taking my SEVEN kiddos back to my college campus! Last week we traveled to Oklahoma (rented a huge 15 passenger van!) for Matt’s grandfathers funeral. ⁣
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On the way back we made some stops to see some family and friends and visit OU! I showed them the stadium, the library, the beautiful campus and my sorority house! We walked in and a few girls were on the lower floor eating and hanging out...and suddenly ALL the memories came flooding back! It was beyond wild to be there with my huge family! ⁣
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If you’re in need of the reminder today...let me assure you that sometimes the plans we make for ourselves absolutely pale in comparison to the ones God has for us. When I attended OU I was dating someone else I was convinced I wanted to marry...and being back there brought back to the surface so many old memories and feelings...but now when I look back from this perspective, walking the same paths with my family, I am SO encouraged that God knew exactly what He was doing in allowing my heart to be broken all those years ago. ⁣
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Maybe...just maybe...today’s struggles truly are for a greater good you just cannot fathom today but will make absolute sense in years to come. ✨ #myfacethough😂

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