Uniquely Made

Women’s roles are so diversified and unique to each of us.  In my organizational mind, I try to categorize us into our different specialties and seasons.  If only it was that simple.  There are so many categories, and then within each category there are sub-categories.  For example, there are women who cook.  Some who cook professionally, some who cook as a hobby, some who cook only as required to feed their families.  There are women who use social networking.  Some as a fun way to keep up with family and friends, some as a therapeutic outlet, some as a career.  There are women who are moms.  Some are working moms, some are stay-at-home moms, some who are empty-nesters.  And on and on and on.

The cool thing is that God does not require us to fit into a certain category in order to use us.  He is not God in a Box.  He is infinitely bigger than any box we could put Him in.  The fact is, we can and should glorify Him wherever we are, in whatever station or season we are in at the moment.

I am looking forward to an upcoming conference here in Denver called Uniquely Made. It is a program designed for women of all ages and stages to come together and learn how to be intentional in using the different gifts and opportunities God has given us to best honor and glorify Him.  I am privileged to be one of the seminar speakers…specifically on the opportunities we are given through motherhood.  Mom or not, married or not, working/student/retired or not – if you are a woman, you qualify.  I hope all you ladies in the Denver area will be able to make it, April 20th and 21st.  Here is the link to find out more – Uniquely Made Conference.

For Mom

Edith Converse Williams

March 8, 1951

Born out of the marsh and society of a seaside city.  Loving her genealogy and heritage, rebelling against its restraints.  Intelligent.  Witty.  Eating up the thick air of her youth.

Guitar-playing debutante.  Barefoot walks in the lowcountry leading to barefoot walks on the campus of an urban university in a time of youthful upheaval.  The city where she would become wife and mother.

Matriarch to three daughters, and then two sons and another daughter.  

      

Leaving the sweet, salty land of her birth and life for the bluegrass of her true love. Grandmother.  Dog lover.  World traveller.  Survivor.

Ya-ya.  Belle.  Shop-aholic.  Chef.  Decorator.  Reader.  Green thumb.  Political. 

 Spiritual. 

Sometimes a little whacky.

Thriving on the love and thoughtfulness expressed in gifts.  Stronger than meets the eye.

Sixty years of living life.

Happy birthday, Mom.  I love you.

Shout Out

I just want to give a shout out to all of you for following along with me in this blog. I started it as an outlet for “grown-up” talk when there are no grown-ups around, and it has also turned into a place where I can talk about life in general, journal what God is doing in my life and all around me, and record some memories for my children. I hope someday they look back and get a small view into their mom’s heart during these years.  I think it would be wonderful if we all had that opportunity to travel back and see into our parents’ minds during our youths.  I honestly thought that just writing would be enough for me, but truth is, if I didn’t know that you were reading it, I wouldn’t write anything a lot of the time.  It’s been such a great way to connect with my family who lives far away, my new friends here in Colorado, and my old friends from other seasons of life.  Sometimes I attempt to wax theological, other times it’s just moments of our lives, and often it is meaningless fluff that is floating around in my brain (please, no comments on the vastness of the space where the fluff is floating), but whatever it is, I appreciate you sticking with it.  The good, the bad, the “what was she thinking.”  It means so much to me.

Rookie

To blog or not to blog…I’m afraid if I don’t start now, then blogging will be obsolete before I ever give it a go.  I would love to write a novel someday, but my three children have a tendency to prevent me from sitting down for any productive length of time, so I think I’ll get my feet wet here in the blogisphere.  At least it will keep me from playing Bejeweled Blitz.