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Lessons From The Oscars

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I’m currently watching the Oscars.  This happens every year about this time.  Award nights come around and I typically don’t care.  But then I catch a glimpse of one award or one actress and I’m hooked.  For the next three hours I’m cheering for these people as if I’m obsessed with their music or movies and talking to them like their my best friends. To a TV!!  They can’t even hear me.  They won’t see my tweets.  The only other person hearing me is a family member if they happen to be in the room.  What is this?!

I’m not one of those people who read tabloids and follow celebrities in the news.  I typically don’t care.  I follow their movies and occasionally hear about their lives from friends and am mildly interested.  I don’t try to know them, but when award nights come around suddenly I’m all about their lives.  When the Grammy’s were on a few weeks ago, Fun. and I were best friends, as if I’ve been following their band for years.  I haven’t.  I sort of jumped on that band wagon this past Fall.  So why do I get so invested in these people in one night?

Movie stars seem to be a bit different because they play a person we can relate to or we can see small clips of their lives and in our minds we relate.  We pretend we know these people.  George Clooney and I have been tight ever since I watched him every Thursday night on ER when I was five, and Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner have been a favorite couple since Ben was in Voyage of the Mimi which we watched in 6th grade science class.  But to say that I know them or anything about their lives is dumb.

Does anyone else find themselves starstruck with awards?  A few thoughts on why we do this and what I learned from the Oscar’s tonight:

1.  We all have a huge desire to be known.  We view these stars as people to strive to be like, and somehow think that if we know about these stars we will be known too.  We want to be like them because everyone “knows” them, and we long to be known as well.  Is that so bad?  Well, no.  God created us with a desire to be fully known by Him and that was broken with sin.  There’s a pit there.  So we fill our lives, our pits, with things that will make us known.  We chase stars, boy bands, even the star football player at school.  We surround ourselves with people who will know us and we put ourselves out there.  This isn’t necessarily bad, but only if we are filling our pit completely with God first.  We talk to Him, listen to Him, read what He tells us.  And then we can relate to other people and be known by them.  We know God and we know people.  Real people; not those who we pretend to know through a TV screen.

2.  Be in the moment.  One reason I want to know Ben Affleck was the contagiousness of his full presence.  As he was accepting his Oscar for Argo winning best film, he was all there.  Through that TV screen, I could tell he was absorbing being there, with those people, in that place, experiencing those emotions.  He was fully present.  How many times do I go through my day so busy that I miss out on the moment I’m in because I’m planning or thinking about the moments to come?  And then when those moments come, I’m not fully there either because I’ve already moved on to the next.  God gives us an exact amount of time, and what we choose to do with it defines our lives.  We collect the moments so that our lives have meaning and are full.  If we pass through each of our moments without absorbing them, they are not collected and they scatter – missed.

3.  Life is not about me.  Seth MacFarlane, who hosted the Oscars may have made some crude comments, but I felt that he did a fabulous job hosting.  He made the evening flow, was brief yet funny, and most importantly made the night about the films.  Most hosts/hostesses make the evenings about how great they are or all about how great their lives are; their jokes are at the expense of someone else.  But Seth did not do that.  He made jokes, but they were turned on him or the moment happening.  No one left embarrassed.  He wasn’t perfect, and I didn’t see the entire show, but from the majority of what I saw I was impressed.  This just reminds me not to make situations about me.  There is a time and place, but we don’t need to butt in to conversations or turn situations into “The Brittany Show.”  No one wants that.  In conversation, make sure you’re not monopolizing.  James tells us to be quick to listen, slow to speak…  Life is not about us.  It’s about bringing glory to the Kingdom of God.

4.  Embrace the lessons of the character whose story we’re telling.  We’re all telling a story.  By the words we say, the actions we do, even our thoughts.  Each moment collects and tells a story, making up the whole of our lives.  According to the previous point, life isn’t about me, therefore I’m not telling my own personal story.  I’m telling the story of God working in my life; it’s His story not mine.  Anne Hathaway taught me this lesson tonight.  She gracefully accepted the well-deserved award for her performance in Les Mis.  She gave a lovely speech and ended it with “Here’s hoping someday in the not-too-distant future the misfortunes of Fantine will be only found in fiction and not in real life.” #Classy!  Listening to that really made me think of the story I’m telling and learning from.  Anne told the story of Fantine’s misfortunes, but we get to tell a happier story.  One of life and hope.  Unlike Fantine, in the end Christ wins!  This is what shapes us and what molds how we live so that we’re telling it.  We’re telling of His work in our lives.  We also get to learn from the stories of others and allow that to shape us a little bit.  We can allow the story that we’re telling to become bitter and callous or open to compassion and love.  What story am I telling?   Let’s embrace the story of hope, of holiness, and joy.  And may our lives tell His story and not ours.

An Appreciation…

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Of…

Ego Problems.       Jamzzzzz.       DJ and Tour Guide Lessons.       Cursing.       Elevator of humor.       c-c-cool b-b-b-beans-beans.       Playing the Background.       Frat boys’ boxer campus-run-throughs..yikes.       Choir tour “kidnappings.”       Stayin’ alive.       Scrumptious cupcakes and melting dipped cones.       Stolen golf carts.       Uncle Don bathroom situations.       Mr. Magorium.       Jamz with Cademon’s Call, Jars of Clay, Usher, and some loudly yelled curse words.       Blap Blap Blap!       Can I get an Amen, Hello!       Prayer and it’s full importance.       A learning of student ministry.       Are you a man, or a muppet??  …hmmmm.       “Because I’m Oprah!!” and 3 a.m. Walmart runs.       DelTaco late-night convos.       Laughs.       Birds  (Are we talking the animal or the finger here??).       Whore sermons – thanks for letting that be an ok thing. I really like talking about whores…       Date bets and freak-outs.    Candle Vigils.       Trashcan? Hospital.       Expectation of God’s movement in student’s hearts.       Old-school footprint posters.       Pinching-even though I don’t think that “big brothers that I never had (thankfully)” would actually hurt me.       Pregnant with potential and other awkward statements.      Life being not about me or you.       Names that aren’t my own proper name (not sure why Beege has grown on me).       Full life.      Mentoring and pastoring.       Cheesy Events.       Andy Stanley mancrushes.       Learning to fully love God, love people.       Zombie obsessions – whether it be sheep or people. Yup.       Allowing God to use you and impacting my life for the Kingdom in big ways that can’t be put into simple stories.

Because you’re 40 and oh, so old, here are 40 things I fully appreciate about you, and one to grow on.
I’m so thankful to have the opportunity to do ministry with you and to have you as a friend.  (:   beeee!

-BG

Social Media Thoughts

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As Social Media director for our youth ministry, articles like these stand out to me. I love this blog anyway because the women who run it speak blunt truth to the teenage ladies of this world. But this particular topic has become an issue with quite a lot of girls lately (at least the ones I follow), so here’s a good, short read:

http://www.liesyoungwomenbelieve.com/index.php?id=1915

I think that it not only applies to Instagram, but Twitter and Facebook as well. Instagram is mainly used by middle schoolers and filled with “selfies”. Selfies basically tell the world that you think you’re the prettiest person ever and that you want some affirmation of that. As ladies, we especially thrive off of what other people say about us – shown in how many “likes” we get on a single picture. How vain do our posts then seem? Can we please find self-esteem in Christ, the complete Creator of beauty, instead of imperfect people?

This not only happens with pictures, but on Twitter as well. Apparently the new thing is to “subtweet.” This is basically complaining or gossiping about someone without mentioning who it is. It not only is annoying to one’s followers, it’s definitely not edifying to the Body of Christ. Would you say that tweet to their face? If not, why post it? There are much better ways to handle frustration. Does it really need to be said, online or to a friend??

What a great thought to use social media to glorify Christ instead of ourselves.
How would our lives look if we applied this not only to Instagram and Twitter, but to every aspect of our lives??

So as we consider what we are putting on social media, let’s remember to encourage one another, share the joy from our lives, and point to Jesus and not to vanity. I’m not saying to never post a “selfie” but to seriously think and pray about the motivation behind the post. And in any tweet or other picture, are your motives pure and will they encourage others or bring joy? These are things I need to think about myself.

As Daughters of the King, stewards of all that God has given us, being made holy by the Lord, and examples of who Christ is, let’s be mindful of what we are putting on social media, and what is coming out of our mouths and of our body language.

For The Girl…Whose Life is Changing

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Can I just say that I love new things!  New places, new cultures, new foods, new ideas, new people – I love it!

But man, oh man, change is SO hard!  It is a weird contradiction, is it not?

Do you ever feel like I do right now? Like you’re so content and happy to be where you are, but also long to be somewhere else? That’s what I’m feeling right now.  I love my new job in Frisco, and I love you girls that I get to hang out with and minister to.  But at the same time, some nights my heart longs to be in Arkadelphia.  I long for the clear, star-filled skies, the girls of my first youth ministry, and the comfort.

But then God reminds me that there lies the problem.  Comfort.  He told me a long time ago that my life is never to be comfortable.  Content, yes, but not comfortable.  And so I told Him that whenever I get too comfortable that He should move me. So He did. And I am so content, and life is full of joy.

God designed us to grow in change.  Have you ever been through a season of change, and came out a better person for it? It happens all the time.  We change from being elementary school kids to middle schoolers.  And when we leave 6th, 7th, 8th grades, we are better people. Hopefully.

Let me encourage you that as life changes, embrace the growth that can happen. Let God guide you through these changes so that each choice you make is one that pleases Him, and is guided by Him.  Change is hard, but without God at our side, it will be so much harder.  And we cannot stay stagnant, living without changing.  We must always change because time moves forward. We grow older, times change. And if we don’t change with it, our lives become lost.  Allow God to change you into the person He wants you to be.  Allow Him to change you into a holy, righteous person, living for Him.

So do new things, ponder new ideas, go to so many new places, make a new friend, and eat a new food. You might find that you like it.  And you will find that God has a plan.

Shall we change together?

The Everyday Me.

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The Everyday Me.

I wrote a bio a few months ago for the church website.  Bios are supposed to make you sound good and are usually formatted in a formal way.  That’s great and all, but let’s be honest…I’m just a normal person. So can I tell you a bit about me informally?  You might be able to catch on through my posts, but let me just lay it out for you.

  • I love rainy days. (Much like the one today, while I’m writing this.) I think it’s cozy.
  • Laughing is my favorite activity.
  • I love to travel, and especially cherish the summers I’ve lived in South American countries. Chicago is another favorite traveled place.
  • Also, I have a fetishes with the Spanish language, tea cups, pearls, and purple. (gift hints, yup…just kidding)
  • I’m currently living at home with my family.  And it is fun.  We’re not perfect, and it’s not ideal for a post-grad, student working on a master’s degree to be living with her parents, but it’s where God has me right now, and I really love my family. I have two brothers, a loving set of normal parents, and an old golden retriever named Molly.
  • I just moved back to Frisco from Arkansas and I’m dealing with a bit of culture shock.  I mean, really, who doesn’t shut down the town for lunch breaks? And the traffic!! I count my drives a success if I get out of the car and am not stressed or angry. I’m working on it. With that said, I left a wonderful adopted-family, church, friends, and university in Arkansas. I am who I am today because of what God did while I was there.
  • Squirrels are my favorite animals. I know, most people think they’re gross, but I just think they’re really cute. Not that I want to own one, but I sure like to watch them. Bats are another fascinating one to me.
  • I’m bad about cleaning up my room or car…I’m working on it.
  • I love old-fashioned things: Antiques, old barns, real honey from beehives, tea cups from my grandmother’s China cabinet, etc.
  • My favorite time of the day is that moment when the coffee cup and I become friends while listening to God’s daily whisperings.
  • I have insecurities, I have doubts, I have attitude issues; I’m impatient and I distrust; I forget to be thankful. But more importantly, I know that I can give my flaws to God to fix, and I know that He uses my weaknesses for His Kingdom.
  • The grace of God is more than I can wrap my mind around. And because of His great love, I have freedom to live rightly and completely.
  • I was called to missions in the 9th grade, but God decided that it was only for a time.  In college he placed a love for youth ministry on my heart, and here I am…doing girls ministry.
  • I love teaching truth to younger girls.  I was fed so many lies as a teenager and struggled with so many things of the world; I think it’s important for me to share what I have learned with those around me.
  • Middle school girls don’t annoy me.  Most of my friends think I’m crazy for spending weekends with 13-year-olds, but I think it’s a blast!  The drama that goes on is silly, but I never tire of hearing it.  Maybe God has me in the right ministry.
  • My favorite weekend pastime is to watch movies!  In my mind, movie nights should happen every day.  And I’m pretty open to every type of movie except horror films. Chick flick, comedy, action, cartoon. You name it and I’ll probably enjoy it.

So there’s a little about me. It’s not a complete list, but you get a picture of what I’m about.  I read this quote by an author, and I think it sums up my daily life.

“I feel like a success in my everyday life if I get through the day having spent time with the Lord, exercised in some way… and made a friend smile.”

Until next time, Brittany

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Weddings, Brides, and Refreshing Symbolism

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Weddings, Brides, and Refreshing Symbolism

I’ve spend the past weekend in what feels like my hometown.  Really it is my college town, but if you knew how much God changed my life while here, and the lovely relationships formed, you would see it as home too.

It was so nice to be back, to be surrounded by friends, and to have a beautiful reason to celebrate – a wedding!

It was the most beautiful wedding I’ve been privileged to be part of – and I’ve been part of some really great weddings.  This wedding was special not only because Becca and Adam are so in love, but mostly because Christ was the center and reason to celebrate.

It was so beautiful to be reminded that life is all about Christ.  this weekend, I was able to be part of conversations that I’ve missed in Frisco.  Conversations that are centered on Christ, not the next fashion or money or tv.  But Jesus.  That’s all that matters, and all that we need to center ourselves on.

As we prepared for a wedding, we were reminded that Christ, our bridegroom, is waiting for His Bride – the church.  As Becca came down the aisle, and Adam waited for her, Michael (the preacher) said, “Adam, your bride has arrived; Rebecca, your groom is waiting.”  What beautiful symbolism of Christ and the Church!  Such a good reminder that Christ is coming to heal this world and make all things new, therefore we shall run to Him.  So edify Christ, edify the Body, cherish the Church, nothing else matters.

The Question of Why

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In May, I stepped into the role of ‘girls minister’ at FBC Frisco. So many times I’ve been asked why it is that I do what I do.

Simple, Jesus told me to.

I grew up going to church, and came to accept Christ at an early age. While in the youth group, walking with the Lord became really personal and real to me. One of the most defining moments in my faith came the summer after my freshman year of high school at church camp. Every Thursday at camp we would spend the morning in what was called a “concert of prayer.” The entire camp would gather and pray over the government, schools, families, churches, missionaries, and so on. This one year, as we were praying over our youth ministers, my youth minister came up and put his hand on my shoulder, and we stood praying for each other for a while. It was a very special moment. When we were done praying, Adam gave me a hug and asked me if I had ever considered being a missionary. I said yes, my grandparents were missionaries in Africa, so going on missions was always an option. I had been on a few mission trips prior to that, and loved serving God that way. Adam told me that when he placed his hand on my shoulder, he had the most vivid image of me on the mission field surrounded by little black children. We talked more about it, and we really felt that God had shown Adam a clear direction for my life. God had called me to foreign missions. The call was as real and as clear as my mom’s call to dinner each night. The emotions of that day were so contrasting. What peace and excitement I felt that God would call me, but what fear there was also in living a life completely different from everything the world expects.

I continued to serve God and the church in various ways through high school. I was very involved in our youth group, and we experienced several youth pastor changes throughout my time in high school. I went out of the country on several trips, but found that serving God and being “on mission” did not strictly mean leaving Frisco.

In 11th grade, two faith-impacting things happened: I made a best friend, and my youth group was without a youth pastor for a very long time. (Which was also remedied in the most positive way later that same year). I had friends all through school, but never ones that I felt were true friends. I especially struggled in the youth group fitting in with the girls in my Sunday school classes. They were much “cooler” and more popular than me, and they had been friends for so long that I just did not fit in. When Amy moved to our church, we hit it off immediately. We were at a similar point spiritually, and we are so alike in many ways. Looking back, I feel that this was a changing point in my life – I had friends!

Losing Adam as a youth pastor was not as devastating as we thought it would be. It was a good move for him, and their family has done great, impactful things for the Church. And it was good for me to experience change. What happened when he left, however, was nothing. For a good amount of time there were no Bible studies happening, no outside events. Nothing. As I saw my youth group slow down, Amy and a few other close friends and I decided that we needed to do something. What could we do? We were only 17. It was intimidating to teach our peers, so we decided to do what we could manage. We started a middle school girls Bible study. When I tell people of this, they look at me like I’m crazy for willingly hanging out with middle schoolers. It was one of the most rewarding times. To teach girls the Word, to pour into them and build relationships, to laugh and have fun in a godly way; that time taught me so much.

The next few years, God continued to teach me through various situations and experiences. He used Chris, my youth minister, now “boss,” in big ways.  Joy and laughter permeated my years as his student.  Our close relationship helped me to see what ministry was like, and allowed me to be part of the leadership of our church. So the changes that happened in 11th grade were big, but so good. Looking back, despite the sometimes hardness then, God knew what He was doing. Throughout this time, my life was also consumed with band at school.  I had relationships with people who were so different than me and who believed different things than I did.

When I went off to college, I began visiting churches with my roommate. The second church we went to immediately felt like home. The church reminded me of FBC Frisco, and the people were so welcoming. Before the service was even over I had made up my mind to make it my church home in Arkadelphia. During the Sunday school class, a lady made an announcement asking for helpers with the youth group. Somehow, my introverted self found her at the end of the service and volunteered to help. What started as a small step, turned into what I think defines my time at college. For the first few years, I served with about ten other college students as an intern team under Jason and Sarah, the husband-and-wife youth ministers. It was such a blessing to be able to learn from Jason, and to do ministry and life with the team. We really became so close, and lived with a desire to impact students’ lives. The last two years, Jason asked me to fill the associate’s position as associate youth minister and girls minister. I willingly agreed and spent the summer with the Park Hill Youth. These kids became family. Jason and Sarah are more like parents than bosses, and God moved in such big ways through my time there. I’m struggling to even put words to my experiences in Arkansas, but overall God put a passion in me to reach teenagers for the Kingdom.

Throughout this time, there was always the 9th grade call to foreign missions in the back of my mind. I had spent the summer after 10th grade in Uruguay with missionaries, and a few other summer weeks in Jamaica since then with missions, but once college hit, my mission field was Arkansas. At times this was confusing. Hadn’t God called me to little children surrounding me in Africa? Why did my passport expire, keeping me in the States? I was loving where I was at, and God was teaching me so much, but what about that call? Last summer, my younger brother and I decided to go out of the country. We both love adventure, foreign missions and Spanish. Therefore we contacted some missionary friends and asked if they needed help for the summer. They needed some summer interns, and they willingly let us stay with them in Santiago, Chile. What a blast! We had the opportunity to teach in schools, share Jesus, and learn to ski in the Andes. (And so much more.) However, the entire time we were there Brandon and I would have conversations about why we were there. Not us specifically, but American missionaries in general. We did not feel that our trip was contrary to God’s will, but we did wonder why the IMB had so many missionaries in Chile when most of the churches in Santiago were run by Chileans and functioned on their own. What right did we as Americans have to impose our ideals on them? There was an uneasy feeling. As I was praying about it one day, God told me that the reason I felt so uneasy about the missions was because He wanted me in the States for a while. Maybe someday, for a time, I’ll live overseas. But for now I’m in the country.

A few weeks after Chile, I was having lunch with Chris and he asked me what I learned while in Chile and I told him about being in the country and not overseas. As he listened to my experiences and we talked through things, he then sat and thought for a moment and said that there’s an opportunity to start the girls ministry and have a full-time girls minister with the FBC youth group, and that we should pray about it if I’m interested. We were both pretty excited about it and hesitant at the same time. This would be so new for both of us. We knew we could work together because we had in the past, but is this the right position? For about six months we just prayed about it. No talking about it, no planning, just praying. One of the reasons I respect Chris is for his commitment to prayer. The more I prayed, the more excited I became. Ideas kept coming in my head. My dad was even very excited about girls ministry, and has brainstormed so many helpful ideas with me. Almost a year after those initial conversations, the idea came to fruition.  He called one night (far too late, might I add) and in a sarcastic mood, seriously asked me to come work for him.  After a year serious prayer over whether it was the right decision or not, I said yes, and have been so blessed to be back in Frisco – a place I never thought I’d move back to.

So here I am. Why Frisco, why Teal, why girls ministry? Because God has placed me here to build relationships, to walk with others as we walk with Christ. It’s simple really. I just tell God’s story and love much because I have been loved much.

Why Teal?

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Since before I became the girls minister at FBC Frisco, I’ve been wracking my brain for the perfect name for this girls ministry.  I’ve googled plenty of other girls ministries, and have found some good names and a lot of  really cheesy names. I wanted the name of our ministry to mean something, to be unique, and to be catchy and cool.  I am tired of lame acronyms and have been on the hunt for the best.  I know that every name could be modified but today I have chosen “Teal | A girly shade of Blue.”

I sat down many times today to make this blog, plan out a mission statement, and get a name for this girls ministry.  It’s been difficult and not every goal has been accomplished.  But I think we have a name!

At high school camp, earlier in the summer, I was hit with the idea of Yellow as our girls ministry name.  The spirit during rec this year was unbeatable, and the “yellow team” (11th grade) was huge and very spirited.  I had the thought that since we are called “Blue” as a whole youth ministry, why not name the girls portion a color.  What better to compliment Blue than yellow?  Well, as I thought it over more and more, the word “yellow” is just so long and awkward to say, and I wasn’t sold on the idea. I talked it over with a few people, and they liked the color theme, but yellow wasn’t really the color to do that with.

So then I used the ever handy dictionary.com to find some synonyms of “blue.”  The keepers were cyan, periwinkle, sapphire, and teal. None really caught my eye. :-/  But the more I thought about teal and a “lighter shade of blue” or “Girly shade of blue” the more Teal grew on me. It is also really pretty, so I figured we’d think on it.

As I was using dictionary.com, I found a few things.

1. The actual definition of teal is: “Any of several species of small dabbling ducks, of worldwide distribution, usually traveling in tight flocks and frequenting ponds and marshes.”
Not that I particularly love birds, but ducks are neat and what stood out to me is that they travel in “Tight flocks.”  The verse that I have in mind as the central verse for our girls ministry is John 13.35: “And they will know you are my (Jesus’) disciples if you have love for one another.”
I feel that the tight flock ties in nicely with that verse.  God calls us to be a unified body of believers and for our lives to be defined by how we love.  It is essential that as girls, we stick together in a close flock.

2. The color teal got its name because of a bird (see above comment).  This bird has teal all around its eye.  I find this interesting because eyes are very important.  Descartes (an old French philosopher) said that “the eyes are the window to the soul.”
I love that!  In scripture, time and time again, the psalmists write of lifting our eyes up to the Lord, both in praise and in times of trouble.  If our eyes are the window to our souls, and we are to constantly lift them up to the Lord, then it is as if we are to continually have our eyes and souls fixed on God so that He can see our very soul. God doesn’t need just our eyes to look at Him in order for Him to see our souls, He does that all the time – He knows our very thoughts.  However, our attitude and entire beings should be so fixed on God and our lives should be walking in the direction of the Lord that when God looks into our souls, He is glorified and ever so proud. I think these teal birds are onto something.. (:
Matthew 6 also says this about the eye: “The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light, but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!”  I think this lines up with Descartes and challenges us to live holy lives.

3. Have you ever had a weird dream and then looked it up on the internet to see what it meant, even though it might be sort of superstitious? Me too…probably more often than I want to believe.  Well, I looked up “teal” on one of those sights for color and found that teal represents “idealistic, faithful, sentimental; Emotional healing, rich, unique, and expensive.”  I like those words.  I especially like that teal represents that which is unique and expensive.  As daughters of the King, we are of greatest worth! Ephesians tells us that we are “His masterpiece” and Hebrews calls us royalty.  We are so much more cherished and loved than the world lets on to.  Christ loved us so much that He died for us; we were bought at a great price.  As daughters of God, we are unique, set apart from the world, and cherished by our Maker.  How wonderful to have such a gracious God!

 

So there are my thoughts on “Teal.”  It’s simply a girly shade of Blue.

May we be girls that hold ourselves and others as unique daughters of the King, keep our eyes and lives in line with Christ, and that are united in love – very much like a tight flock.