Resolute

Hey everyone! I have been so immersed in life I have totally neglected to post about it!!!

We had a great Christmas, with lots of memories and a few too many helpings of the Pioneer Woman’s iced cinnamon rolls. Seriously, the woman makes me look like a gourmet chef. Which is almost like making me look like a laid-back flight attendant. Unlikely to say the least.

Might I say here that if you do not own this cookbook, you are living as a mere shadow of the person you could be with 11 more cups of butter and a room full of people who think you hung the moon? Seriously, y’all. There isn’t a bad one in the bunch.

Life is good…

I have been soaking up all the time I can get with Charlotte, lamenting every morning that she looks older and that soon she is going to be off to college and in love with some blue-eyed boy. What can I say? It’s the season for melodrama :) I am most definitely the worst mommy blogger on the planet because I have posted next to NO pictures of my sweet little one! I apologize, and I will do so as soon as I remember where my connecter-doohicky-thing is. Because I am a technical guru. And also, a pilot.

In other news, I have been working like a fiend on my book, which is due next month. I know that some of you must be praying for me because I am making progress!!! Thank you SO much and please continue to ask the Lord for favor, as it has really exhausted me. It is a beautiful mess of God and me right now, hopefully way more of Him. I have about 38,000 words as of tonight (But who’s counting? Oh wait. Me. Every three sentences I check it again.) and I need to have 60,000 by the end of January. Which, incidentally, is A LOT.

I am going to make a New Year’s Resolution this year, which I hardly ever do because I tend to like making them more than keeping them and then it just leads to lost motivation instead of weight. I am still fighting to get the baby weight off, but she’s worth it :) That, however, is not my resolution, because I haven’t decided I like my skinny jeans as much as the cinnamon rolls.

BUT, I am really going to try and be better about posting on here. I love the community and I have just been so busy with writing that when I come here I have no more thoughts left other than “need coffee…” and I just don’t know that this makes for great posts. Regardless, I love hearing from you all and I am going to get more on the ball and post more often (and maybe less deep for awhile while I work on the book…). I know this doesn’t affect your daily life, but I wanted to write it so that I would have something to look at while I’m kicking myself for breaking another resolution.

Cue the convo…what are you doing for New Years? Do you celebrate? Is Snooki really going to be in the ball on New Year’s? Are you going to make a resolution this year?

So many valid questions.

And so little icing.

I mean, time.

Love to all, and SEE YOU SOON!!!!!!!

Ang

p.s. I’m AFRAID I can’t share exactly what I’m writing about just yet, but don’t be FEARFUL about it, because I will definitely be announcing it soon. :) I am really SCARED my editor is going to pounce on me for this (she’s too nice to), but I couldn’t resist!!!!! :) Happy New Year!!!! To the year of writing more and fearing less…

Of all the things that inspire…

She is top of the list.

For years I have loved her from afar as she shared her God-breathed knowledge and insights. There aren’t words to describe how excited I am to share this with you…

TOMORROW (or today if you are reading this on Tuesday :) ) you can order Ann Voskamp’s book in the Kindle edition!!!!! I have read it and cannot recommend it highly enough. She is not just a friend, nor is she just a fabulous writer-I genuinely believe she will be remembered as one of the classic writers of our day. I could fill this page with words of admiration and excitement but I have met Ann on a few occasions and I am concerned about her having a coronary about the attention :)

I don’t think it would be too dramatic to say that what Ann offers in her newest book is life-changing, though, and I’m pretty sure you will agree. Years ago I sent her an email saying I adored her, assuming she had no idea who I was. Little did I know that she did know my story and could relate to it in a horrific way. I have never seen anyone take life experiences, Scripture, and a genuine passion for serving the Lord and combine them in a way that makes the reader long to be a true servant of God the way Ann does. Many of you already know and love Ann, but you might not know the details of her story that have carved the depths of her. I am actually choked up as I type these words because I so esteem her…she makes me proud to be a sister in the faith.

For a glimpse of sweet Ann’s book, please click here…you can thank me later. She’s like Target. You’ll go over there to look at this and you’ll end up there for 3 hours with a cart full of goodness.

And might I ask a favor of you? Would you please pray along with me for Ann during this time? Specifically that her book would reach many people and that they would be changed as a result. Pray for wisdom as she navigates life as a wife, mommy, writer, and (reluctant!) speaker. Please pray that she will have discernment, peace, and strength as she prepares for the book release, and that God will give her favor with her words. It is hard to open your heart wide and invite the world into the wound but I am so grateful that she did the beautiful, hard thing. It is exquisite

And now, I’m off to watch some football with Todd-he has been gone for five days and I am so grateful we have him back!!!

Before I go, I’ll give you the quote of the day:

Abby has decided she wants to read my book and she got to the part where there is a picture of Kate with chocolate on her face. She turns to Kate and says: “Good news. You’re in mommy’s book. Bad news. You’ve got some poop on your face.”

Awesome.

You all have a great night :)
XOXO,

Ang

I Can’t Believe It (and an announcement!)

Ok, for any of you who have kept up with me in the last several years, you know that I am quite a fan of Beth Moore. Fan is a gentle word, which conjures images of someone who appreciates another person’s gifting. It is a better choice than stalker, which sounds, well, weirder.

I got to hear her teach this weekend in Birmingham, and you will NEVER believe what I also got to experience.

Beth. In her jammies. With giant rollers and barely any makeup. In her hotel room.

Lest you have an image of me knocking out the room service lady, dressing up in her clothes, and sneaking up to Beth’s room, that is not what happened. That scenario was a not-so-distant plan B to actually being invited to meet her.

A few small points I would like to make here.

I did not throw up nor pass out when I met her ( which may have been directly related to the fact that it is hard to pass out in front of someone in pajamas) and also, she is exactly who I hoped she would be. I cannot tell you what it meant to me to stand with the woman who first introduced me to the Lord.

I’m pretty sure I said absolutely nothing of substance, but I am proud of the fact that I didn’t kick off my shoes and ask if all the girls could stick their feet in the tub together (that was part of the food delivery plan, which, in retrospect may have been flawed. And also, illegal).

I left the room after being encouraged in a way I never expected, and I cried when I got to the elevator. To the other 37 women who shared that elevator with me, I apologize and take full responsibility for making that the most awkward 54 seconds of your life.

I recovered enough to listen to Kay Arthur preach, and marveled at the way the Lord has used her testimony and her love for the Lord to inspire so many women. I respect her immensely and pray that one day when I am 77 years old I will be able to quote Scripture and rock skinny jeans and knee high boots the same way she does.

The next morning, Kelly Minter led a devotional and I decided to add her to my list of stalkees. Lucky you, Kelly. Lucky you.

Priscilla Shirer spoke next and I will not try to recreate the lesson for you. Sufficed to say, the hair on my arms stood up for an hour and a half and I took notes like I was in college again. But not biology, which I never took notes in because my professor wore holiday sweaters that played music and I couldn’t bring myself to look away long enough to do anything but imagine his closet. And also, did they ever start playing in the middle of the night? Creepy. Although it does have potential as a Lifetime movie mystery.

I digress.

Priscilla is one of the most phenomenal Bible teachers I have ever had the privilege of hearing. I cannot recommend her highly enough, and if you have never done one of her studies, you really should. One word of caution though. If you ever see her in person, do not sit directly behind her husband unless there is stadium seating. Noted.

Worship was fantastic. It was the first time I have ever heard Travis Cottrell sing live and he is honestly phenomenal in person. Being married to a singer I feel like I am always wondering if people can really sing as well as they do on CD because there is so much that happens in the studio. He is FANTASTIC, and so were all of the others who led worship.

I had a book signing and met some amazing women who I am still praying for, and I never cease to be amazed at how many women have similar stories or know someone who does.

Then, it was time for Beth.

It goes without saying that she looked fabulous (in a jacket she got at Steinmart, no less. Or, “Steinmarts” as Sophie has quoted..she was also there and I was so excited I kind of attack-hugged her :) .

She brought the house down as she always does, and if memory serves me correctly, she may have talked about me while she was teaching. Like, said my actual name that my parents gave me. I have a birth certificate to prove it. And also, she looked at me.

But I can’t give you any more details about that because I blacked out and concentrated on getting the feeling in my body to come back.

From what I recall, it was very kind.

Kay, Priscilla, Beth, and Kelly did a Q&A at the end and I think it was my favorite part of the whole weekend (minus Beth in rollers saying, “I know it’s hard to take me seriously this way, Angie…”). I laughed until I had tears in my eyes and walked out of there so grateful for a group of women who had all gathered together to meet with the same God.

I wanted to stay for the Compassion dinner and see all of my sweet friends (ones I have met and others I hadn’t yet) but the kids and Todd were with me and we felt like we needed to get home and put them in their own beds. So, we did.

I am so grateful to Todd, who spent the weekend taking the girls swimming and to Claire’s for earrings so that I could be there. I hate traveling without them, and it is a very rare man who can take care of 4 kids in another city to support his wife. He is incredible…I am so grateful for him and his heart.

So, if you have made it this far in the post, I want to share a little news with you (Why did you think I was going to say I was pregnant?!?!?! Because I am totally NOT :) )

A few weeks ago I alluded to a little secret I had and I can officially share it with you now…I think you will understand why I asked for prayer, and why I will continue to do so. This is not something that is in my comfort zone (as in, I would rather teach biology with a singing snowman sweater on), but I am blessed beyond words to have this opportunity.

I can’t tell you how much I hope I get to meet some of you ladies who I haven’t been able to yet…so when you get a chance, check out the info and see if you can join us :)

And please, please pray for me.

I want to serve Him well in this life, and don’t think I’m taking a minute of it for granted. January 17th will mark my tenth anniversary as a Christian and I am in constant awe of the One Who loves me so relentlessly…

Love to all…
Ang