Josh and I are coming off of an amazing few days in Corvallis this weekend, and my heart is overflowing tonight. For us, Corvallis is our second home. It's where we met, and two years later fell in love. It's where we worked ourselves to the bone, built lasting relationships with so many amazing people. It's where we discovered who we were, and the gifts God instilled in us that would later harmoniously work together to glorify Him in ways too great for us to anticipate. And it was the springboard that launched us into ministry, bringing us to Bend in the first place.
We love Corvallis. And how good it was be home again.
How good it was to sit on the 6th floor balcony of Strega on what felt like a summer night with my closest girlfriend on the planet. Sipping on drinks, and chattering for hours as the city spread out before us. Somehow, on that night, it represented something I had conquered. Endless sleepless nights spent in the dark room, my hands constantly dodging, burning, and rocking the trays of chemicals. Hours spent worrying over exams and papers. Six years of my life invested in that town, and there I sat, four years later, overlooking it and marvelling that I had come full circle and was returning to the very same campus to do an engagement shoot.
How good it was to gather some of our very favorite people (who haven't been in the same room together for nearly two years) into one place to celebrate Josh's birthday Saturday night.
How good it was to sit in church this morning, and look down the row and smile at the friends around us, who we have seen through eight years of seasons and growing up. People who knew us simply as ourselves long before we ever came together as "Josh and Jane." We didn't realize it, but we somehow sat in the order of our season in life: Dawson to our left, has stars in his eyes and recently proposed to his girlfriend at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Josh and I. Heath and Krista to our right, pregnant with their first child due in mid-summer. And Caila and Brian on the other side of them, visiting from Hawaii, with a 10-month old adorable boy (whose face you will see next week). As we sat in church, my heart was full. And I choked back the tears as I remembered the moment was fleeting. And in just a few hours, we would be going our separate ways.
Topping it off was an amazing message on Psalm 42. Part of the message included a video clip of a man born without arms or legs, and how drastically the Lord was using his story to impact hundreds of thousands of people. As we drove home, I thought about his story. And how small our struggles really are. And how God is to more than able to help us be victorious. And I knew I had to put it on here for you to see. The clip is 9 minutes long. If the profile music on my blog is playing, you will have to scroll down to the music player and click stop to hear the clip. I guarantee you, you will be blessed. And you will say "wow" at least once.
Be blessed today. Look for the engagement portraits later in the week.
We love Corvallis. And how good it was be home again.
How good it was to sit on the 6th floor balcony of Strega on what felt like a summer night with my closest girlfriend on the planet. Sipping on drinks, and chattering for hours as the city spread out before us. Somehow, on that night, it represented something I had conquered. Endless sleepless nights spent in the dark room, my hands constantly dodging, burning, and rocking the trays of chemicals. Hours spent worrying over exams and papers. Six years of my life invested in that town, and there I sat, four years later, overlooking it and marvelling that I had come full circle and was returning to the very same campus to do an engagement shoot.
How good it was to gather some of our very favorite people (who haven't been in the same room together for nearly two years) into one place to celebrate Josh's birthday Saturday night.
How good it was to sit in church this morning, and look down the row and smile at the friends around us, who we have seen through eight years of seasons and growing up. People who knew us simply as ourselves long before we ever came together as "Josh and Jane." We didn't realize it, but we somehow sat in the order of our season in life: Dawson to our left, has stars in his eyes and recently proposed to his girlfriend at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Josh and I. Heath and Krista to our right, pregnant with their first child due in mid-summer. And Caila and Brian on the other side of them, visiting from Hawaii, with a 10-month old adorable boy (whose face you will see next week). As we sat in church, my heart was full. And I choked back the tears as I remembered the moment was fleeting. And in just a few hours, we would be going our separate ways.
Topping it off was an amazing message on Psalm 42. Part of the message included a video clip of a man born without arms or legs, and how drastically the Lord was using his story to impact hundreds of thousands of people. As we drove home, I thought about his story. And how small our struggles really are. And how God is to more than able to help us be victorious. And I knew I had to put it on here for you to see. The clip is 9 minutes long. If the profile music on my blog is playing, you will have to scroll down to the music player and click stop to hear the clip. I guarantee you, you will be blessed. And you will say "wow" at least once.
Be blessed today. Look for the engagement portraits later in the week.
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