A good friend of mine, nik hook, is part of a family devoted to each other, their God, and a full life. Nik's grandmother Maggie was one of those women that, at first glance, you assume is rather fragile in her older years. She may appear that way, but she was one of the feistiest women I have met, at any age. I'm sure she only remembered her age when she looked in the mirror and saw wrinkles because inside she was still a spry and fearless 20-something. During the reception to her memorial service yesterday I watched a slideshow of glimpses into her life and the lives of those she walked alongside. We listened to her family and friends speak of the way she created a home for everyone, the love which was so apparent between her and Ward, the adventures her entire family has treasured from childhood on, and her legacy which inspires celebration instead of mourning.
This family has life. They are outspoken and affectionate, gregarious and joyful, tight-knit and unique. They have their faults, as every family does, but seeing who Maggie was to each of them kept her alive a bit more as we celebrated her this weekend.
Our friend Joe came down for the service. A combination of Maggie thoughts and conversations with Joe about his life over the past few years have sparked something inside that I pray stays with me in moments of monotony and self-doubt. There is so much fear to be absorbed if we let it. Sometimes I am overcome by the fear of taking risks in my professional life. I'm young and inexperienced, but I have lived 24 years and have much less to risk than if I wait till I'm 44 to try something a bit outside my comfort. I said I am inexperienced, but that doesn't mean I have no experience. I want to seek a challenge, even if failure may creep in against all my best efforts. God is good and He will honor my heart and teach me through failures or victories if I am willing to step down from my own calculated life.
There are goals to be set and fullness to be tasted through confidence in God's guidance and greatness.
sidenote:
The story of Nik and I becoming such good friends is actually kind of cool. He and I both went to JBU - he from Colorado and I from NM. One day my mom said she met someone at a social event whose grandson went to school at JBU. It was Nik! His grandparents have had a cabin in Ruidoso for a long time and apparently his dad, aunt and uncle ran around with my dad and his friends when they were in high school and now Nik and I have a history we never knew existed. he's been coming to Ruidoso for holidays and family gatherings since he was born. Crazy! He's a good friend and I was so blessed to be part of the celebration this weekend.
Last weekend he went to prom with me to see some of the girls that work for me.
This is our prom pose.
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i didn't pose like that at prom...
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