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I Don’t Matter


Three words. Three little words that I’ve run into all my life. I can’t remember the first time I ever heard this lie, but I can give you a list of people who have reiterated it to me over the years. Mostly with their actions, but one actually said it right to my face as our relationship ended. I have believed this lie many, many times. 

There’s something so desolate and hopeless about these three little words. Feelings of insecurity, depression, anxiety — they all are never ending company at rock bottom. Thinking that you don’t matter is one thing, but having other people tell you… It does something to your heart. 

There have been several times this year I have felt like I didn’t matter. Overlooked, ignored, left out, forgotten — you name it, I’ve felt it. 

I worked at a job for over a year where nothing I did was appreciated. Nothing. It didn’t matter, I didn’t matter. I was treated with complete disrespect every single day.
I worked relentlessly at home to take care of the house, but it seemed like it was never enough. No matter what I did, there was always something else I should’ve done instead. It wasn’t enough, I wasn’t enough

I’ve watched my friends hang out together without me (Thanks so much, Facebook). And even plan trips and vacations without a second thought. I seem to be in this constant state of being uninvited

But more than any of this, one fact has caused more hurt. So much so, I didn’t even want to include it in this post. 
I’m now twenty-six. And single. Now add to that list — unemployed. Not enough. Uninvited. Friendless. Unwanted. Alone. 
There are days that it honestly feels like my nephew is the only person who cares that I’m here. And it breaks my heart to think that one day he might not feel that way. Like once he gets older he’ll figure out what everyone else apparently has and not want me either.
It would be very easy for me to stay in that place. To believe those lies, to just fail to exist. But the lies aren’t true. I matter. And so do you. 
Have you felt like you don’t matter? Overlooked? Forgotten? Not wanted? If you have, can i just encourage you for a second? 
You matter. SO much more than you realize right now. You are NOT overlooked and you are NOT forgotten. You are so very wanted. 

Sometimes our lives don’t play out the way we want them to. And sometimes the pain we’re left with as we stand surrounded by our broken dreams is way more than we think we can handle. But even in the midst of hurt, of rejection, of plain cruelty, we are not forgotten. 
God has a plan for me and He has a plan for you. He sees you. He hears you. He loves you so much. I’m gonna say that again, cause I don’t think you got it. The Creator of the ENTIRE universe, the One who hung the stars in the sky, He loves you. So much so, that He died for you. Let that sink in for a minute. 
No matter how unwanted you feel, no matter how hopeless you’re situation looks, even when you think no one cares — look up. God is always right there. 

When the future you had hoped for is burning, when the dreams you held so tight have lost their meaning — Know that you are not forgotten. 
God’s plan usually looks way different than ours, and it’s ALWAYS so much better.
Even when it feels like the world is against you, God is for you. That’s all that matters. 
Keep your head up. You will get through this! 
You are loved. You are wanted. You are pursued. You are bought with a price. And you do matter.

Xo — Britt

New Beginnings

 

Every year I have a word. 2013 was the year of risk // 2014 was a year of moving on // 2015 was my year of bravery // 2016 is supposed to be a year of intentional purpose. We are more than half way through this year, and I honestly feel like I’ve wasted it. All of it. Until last Monday, I was working at a job that I hated. Every single day, I would sit outside the office and try to figure out anything else I could do to not have to go in. It. Was. Awful. I struggled every day knowing I was wasting precious time doing nothing. So last Monday, I finally quit. It’s a HUGE burden off my shoulders. I cannot even tell you how stressful that situation became right up until the final moments. Long story short – people are crazy. End of story.

Leaving that job has totally relieved my soul, but it has also renewed my hope. The hope that this year can still be a year of intentional purpose. My life is a blank canvas right now, I never know what the next day holds. All I can do is trust that I’m exactly where God wants me to be right now and that He will get me to the next. Some days, I’m totally fine with it. Other days, I struggle. That’s life, right? We all mess up, we all aren’t as strong some days as others, but God is always right there. He never leaves us, and He is always right there to help.

I titled this post, New Beginnings, because everything in my life is changing. I quit my job on Monday, and became an aunt again on Tuesday. (You cannot tell me that is just a coincidence; God was all over that. Juss sayin’) I’m also going to have a new sister-in-law this September. Like I said, everything’s changing. I don’t know where my next job will be, I honestly don’t know what my life will look like tomorrow, let alone next week. What I do know is that God has a plan for every moment.

Beautiful Promise is also going in a new direction. I’ve got some big plans, so you’ll just have to stay tuned to find out what they are. 

Writing has always been my favorite thing. Whenever anyone would ask me what I wanted to be, I would say, a writer. I’ve filled hundreds of journals in my short twenty-six years. Some with laughter, some with tears, some with dreams, and some with fears. I’ve filled them with hopes and also with bitter disappointments. About a year ago, I stopped writing. I walked away from Beautiful Promise and I didn’t look back. I let what other people thought mean more than the truth.

The truth is I don’t want to be a writer someday. I am a writer. I always have been, and I always will be. People won’t always like what I have to say, but it doesn’t mean I shouldn’t say it. The truth hurts, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t need to be spoken.

It’s time to stand up for truth. It’s time to fight for what’s right. I’m so tired of one person’s opinion meaning more than everyone else’s and common sense combined. I’m going to keep writing, regardless of what anyone has to say about it.

I hope that you will continue on this journey with me. And know that it’s never too late to start a new beginning. Let’s live this life with intentional purpose and see how God shows up every single day.

He is faithful.

Xo — Britt

Beauty in the Waiting

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I am not a fan of waiting. I never have been, and I am almost positive that I never will be. But ya know what? I’m really, really good at it. Seriously, it’s pretty impressive. I never even realized just how good I am at waiting until it was pointed out to me the other day. Which, obviously, got me thinking (I know, dangerous, right?), about how many people I know that are good at waiting. I couldn’t really think of anyone. No offense to the awesome people in my life. We are an impatient people living in a society where waiting is painted as absolute torture.

I started looking into this whole business of waiting and why it’s such a dirty word today.

Why do we hate waiting? Duh, because we want what we want when we want it, right? We have adopted the ‘don’t care how, I want it now’ mentality of Veruca in Willy Wonka. We all know how her story ends; she’s a bad egg, yeah? I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be a bad egg.

Here’s the truth: waiting is hard. It’s uncomfortable. It can be boring. And it’s even harder to wait for something that everyone seems to have except you. Here’s the thing though, waiting is absolutely necessary. When you bake cookies, you may want to immediately eat them as soon as they come out of the oven, but if you do, you burn yourself. That’s the perfect picture of our world today.

Look at all the people who have burned themselves by rushing into relationships simply because they were tired of waiting. I’ve definitely been there. It’s not a fun place to be and I don’t suggest you try to visit or live there, juss sayin’.

Waiting is a process that we need whether we realize it or not. It’s in the waiting that God prepares us for a future only He can see. If you skip your preparation, you’ll miss your destination. And I think therein lies the beauty of waiting.

I’ve been in a season of waiting in my life for much longer than I would like, but I’ve learned a lot of things through this journey.

My friend told me I was amazing at waiting, but I don’t think that’s really it. What it comes down to is that I know what it is that I’m waiting for. The promise in my heart is so beyond anything I could ever imagine and I assure you it is so worth it! After all, the absolute best things in life are worth waiting for, right?

It’s not always fun. It’s definitely not easy, but God has a plan for you. Hang in there and begin to appreciate the beauty in the midst of the wait.

Xo — Britt

Your Words Matter

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“The language we use to communicate with one another is like a knife. In the hands of a careful and skilled surgeon, a knife can work to do great good. But in the hands of a careless or ignorant person, a knife can cause great harm. Exactly as it is with our words.” — Unknown

I love words. I love them even more when they are eloquently flowing out of Benedict Cumberbatch’s mouth, but that’s another story for another day.

The dictionary defines a word as ‘a sound or combination of sounds that has meaning and is spoken by a human being’.

Our words matter. They mean something. I don’t think we take the time to realize just how much power our words hold. Take a second, think about the last words you spoke, were they good? Uplifting? Filled with love? Or were they negative? Unhelpful? Hurtful?

I read this quote the other day and to be quite honest, it totally wrecked me.

“Think twice before you speak, because your words and influence will plant a seed of either success or failure in the mind of another.” – Napoleon Hill

Whoa. If that doesn’t make you think about your words, I don’t know what will. I’ve been guilty of throwing around empty words, I’m sure we all have, but I don’t want to do that anymore. And being on the receiving end of harsh words has definitely given me a different perspective. How different would our lives look if we thought about the weight and importance of our words before we ever said them?

Like Napoleon said, our words plant a seed of success or failure. And friends, trust me, whatever seeds we sow, we will reap a harvest. So again, think about every word that left your mouth today. Did you plant seeds of love or hate? Hope or despair?

Your words matter. Still unsure?

“…but the human tongue is a beast that few can master. It strains constantly to break out of its cage, and if it is not tamed, it will turn wild and cause you grief.” – Robert Greene, the 48 laws of power

“But I tell you that men will give account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned.” Matthew 12:36-38

Jesus said it. I believe it. End of story.

Our words are worth something. It’s time we start acting like it. I don’t know about you, but I’m done with empty words. We need to build others up with our words, not tear them down.

Your words matter. Never ever forget it.

Xo — Britt

Keep On Walkin’ 

  

Some people are rude. Some are immature. Some are liars. Some are cheaters, and some are downright mean. But guess what? You don’t have to make a place for them in your heart or your life. 

One of the greatest lessons I’ve learned on my journey to be brave at every opportunity is that the wrong people won’t always just exit your life. Sometimes you have to be brave and show them out. And sometimes when they linger on your door step, you have to gently shut the door in their face. 
I’m not saying you have to be mean back, though I’m sure you will want to be from time to time. My point is, it’s okay to want to punch them in the face, just don’t actually act on it. 

So I’m sure you’re wondering, Britt, how do you deal with horrible people and not vomit every time you see them? Well, sometimes it is definitely not easy. 

•The first thing you need to do when you face a terrible person is to pray for them. Depending on their level of rude, and just how much damage they have caused you, this can be really hard. But trust me, you need to pray for them. God will help you not punch them in the face. I promise

Don’t sink down to their level. Take the high road. Again, not easy, I know. Especially when people are spreading lies about you and just being plain nasty to your face. If you are praying for the person and about the situation, taking the high road will become easier. Trust me. 

Don’t you dare vent your frustrations out on social media. DON’T DO IT. I’m not even kidding. This will cause more trouble and more drama than it’s worth. I’ve had friends tell me that once they put these people on blast, it’ll all end. So far, they’ve never been right. You’re basically throwing wood on the fire. DO NOT DO IT. 

And what if you have closed the door on someone and they have suddenly broken through a window? Don’t get discouraged. It’s frustrating for sure, but you will get through it. Trust God, seek Him, and lay every single frustration at His feet. You will feel the world lift off your shoulders, I promise. 

If they try to force their way back into your life, keep walkin’. Don’t stop for even a second to entertain the thought. You’re better than that. You deserve better than that. Don’t let them convince you that you belong on their level. 

Proverbs 20:3 says this, “Any fool can start arguments; the honorable thing is to stay out of them” (TEV). 

I know it’s hard sometimes, but there are people who are only meant to be in your life for a season. Move on and don’t look back. 

Keep walkin’. You’ve got this. 

Xo — Britt

Set Apart For Greater

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Here we are on the precipice of summer. Are ya excited? Are you bummed? Or are you not exactly sure how you feel? I was excited last week, bummed this weekend, and now unsure of everything. Internet fist pump if ya relate.

Have you ever noticed that new cliques seem to merge together right on the eve of summer? Let’s talk about it.

Summer can be an exciting time. Vacations, parties, bonfires, festivals, it’s all set up to be spectacular, yeah? But what about the single pringles? The random people who somehow find themselves standing on the outside of the newly formed clique. Has this ever happened to you?

The cliques form almost instantaneously. You don’t even realize it has happened until you’re the only one not invited. Not being included in plans isn’t so bad, because you don’t know until much later that all your friends were hanging out without you. HOWEVER, thanks to social media, the sting of being left out is a little harder to avoid.

You know what I’m talking about. Pictures and tagged statuses of inside jokes erupt on Facebook. The worst part is when you knew the event was happening, you just didn’t know when. And your friends told you they would let you know… But they never did.

Can I just speak to my fellow single pringles for a second? I know it’s not easy when you feel yourself being pushed out of your group, so let me encourage you, yeah? Ya ready?

These are just a few things God has really been showing me lately, and I hope they help you as much as they have been helping me.

First of all, realize that when it feels like you’re being left out, God is setting you apart for something GREATER. You may not know what that greater is just yet, but it does not mean it’s not there. God has an incredible, uniquely beautiful plan for your life. He is setting you apart for a reason.

Secondly, maybe your evenings are suddenly free because He is pleading for time with you. Use those lonely nights to dig into the Word and allow God to renew your spirit.

Just because you feel left out, does not mean God has forgotten you. Just remember, when you’re down to nothing, God is up to something! He’s moving on your behalf! Trust Him!

And don’t you dare pull the whole, “Oh, I’m being pushed out because I’m not good enough.” If that is truly the reason, then they aren’t really your friends. And you don’t need people like that in your life.

And finally, this one can be the hardest for us to remember sometimes: When you go from having all the friends in the world to only One, but that One is Jesus, you have all you need. Even if the entire world turns its back on you, He never will. He loves you, and He walks with you through every single day.

Being left out is one of the worst feelings in the world, but know that He Who is in you is greater than he who is in the world. You are not walking through this alone.

You are loved. You matter. You are NOT forgotten.

Keep hoping. Keep loving. And keep trusting. God will see you through. He’s got this.

Xo — Britt

Get It Together

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There is an elderly couple that attends my church and every time I speak with them, I leave hurt. I have gone so far as to avoid them at all costs, but unfortunately a few weeks ago, I was cornered on my way in for the Sunday morning service. Every single time I see these two, they ask me the same question, “Do you have a boyfriend yet?”

And I’m asked twice because they don’t hear the other one ask me the first time. This question is brought up Sunday morning, Sunday night, and Thursday night. Every. Single. Time. The one that kills me is the Sunday night one. They literally asked me if I was dating someone a few hours ago, do they really think I entered into a relationship that quickly? It’s so tempting to just be like, ‘Yeah, I stopped at the gas station on my way here and decided I’d just pick one up while I was there.’ Seriously.

So clearly, avoiding them has become a necessity. My last run in with them a few weeks ago was one of the worst ones yet. They started in with the boyfriend questions, I politely answered and slowly started scanning the room for someone, ANYONE, I could talk to instead; when she started to tell me why I didn’t have a boyfriend. As I stood trying to listen, one of my best friends walked in. I quickly excused myself and started to walk away when she barked these words at me that pierced my heart like a hundred tiny daggers: “You better get your life together one of these days. Just pick someone and settle down. You’re not getting any younger. You should’ve stayed with the last one. You’d be engaged right now.”

My dear friends, I cannot tell you how hard it was for me to not just explode right there. I have so many things to say and it would take me hours to completely empty my heart of it all. So let me just start with this. First of all, I don’t care what anyone tells you, you do not need a man to get your life together. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. I may not be married, but that does not mean I don’t have my life together. It’s not perfect by any means, but I love it. Ladies, you do not need a man to complete you and you definitely don’t need a man to start living your life and get it together.

Secondly, settling for someone just because you want to be married is one of the biggest mistakes you could ever make. God has a much bigger plan for you than you can see right now. I don’t know about you, but I sure as heck am not about to forfeit the amazing plan He has for me just because someone tells me I should.

And finally, be careful who you listen to. I love when people, who don’t even know me, like this couple, tell me who I should and should not be with. Ya see, the people in my life who actually matter and actually know me, know why my last relationship ended. They, unlike this couple, know exactly who my old boyfriend really is, and believe me, he had everyone fooled. The true friends I have in my life know that going back to that relationship will never, ever, ever, happen. And if it does, I should be sent to a mental hospital immediately because I have absolutely lost my mind.

I know the path that God has called me to. It’s not considered normal, I’m well aware of that. And it’s moments like these that I’m even more aware of it. We’re not called to be part of this world. We’re set apart and called to do extraordinary things for Christ.

To my single pringles, don’t give up. Help the toxic and negative people exit your life and surround yourself with people who will build you up and speak into your life. If you feel like you don’t have anyone in your life that believes in you, I’m always here. (beautiful_promise@yahoo.com) You can message me ANYTIME.

You are worth so much more. Don’t settle. Don’t give up. Allow God to grow your faith and take you places you never imagined.

We will get through this together.

Love always,

Britt

Camping Along The Border

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We are an impatient people. We hate waiting. No matter what it is we’re waiting for. We’re all guilty. Tell me you don’t get a little impatient sometimes and I’ll show you ten minutes ago when you hastily barked out your order at McDonalds and couldn’t get through the drive thru fast enough. And then you felt like Veruca in Willy Wonka. I want my chocolate milkshake and I want it now! (don’t judge me, I know I’m not alone in this! Ice cream has an incredible healing power. Amen?)

It’s okay to be a little impatient. It’s okay to question why you’re finding yourself in a season of waiting. Let’s say you and your three best friends are all waiting for the same thing. It could be a job, a relationship, a certain situation, etc. You’re all waiting. And one by one, within the same week, your three best friends all get the very thing they’ve been waiting for. The same thing you were waiting for…

But, you’re still waiting.

A myriad of emotions begins to well up inside that bruised little heart of yours. At first, you think your time has also arrived. The promise you’ve been praying for is finally being fulfilled! Yet day after day, week after week, you watch your friends enjoying the only thing you ever wanted and you’re still waiting.

It’s easy to feel left out. You ignore it at first, and act like you don’t even care. It doesn’t matter. And then one night the walls holding your feelings in bursts and before you know it you find yourself crying in your closet, eating a carton of ice cream, and asking God why He allowed Benedict Cumberbatch to marry someone else.

True story.

If you find yourself in what seems like a perpetual waiting room, can I just encourage you for a second? Don’t give up and don’t give in to the temptation to settle for less than what you deserve.

It’s okay to have questions. It’s okay to not understand. As long as you still trust God regardless of what your situation looks like.

“There is no passion to be found in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.” Nelson Mandela

As my Pastor says, why would we settle for camping on the border of the promises of God? It’s time to stop settling. God has so much more planned for us, we just have to take that next step and refuse to settle for anything less than the full promises of God. (For all the promises of God in him are yea, and in him Amen, unto the glory of God by us. (2 Corinthians 1:20 KJV))

Keep not settling. I know it can be hard sometimes, but hold your ground. I don’t want to give up right on the border of my promise, do you?

Keep fighting. Keep hoping. Keep believing. Keep loving.

You’re closer than you think.

xo — Britt

Brave New Beginnings

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If I could use one word to describe 2015 thus far, it would be change. My life is completely different today than it was a year ago. God has literally changed every aspect of my life in the past year alone, and ya know what? He’s not even done yet. Exciting, yeah? But it’s also terrifying.

I don’t like to be scared. I hate it actually. Which is probably why I had never ridden a roller coaster in my life until I was eighteen years old. It took me eighteen years, to finally take the chance and ride one. If we ever happen to be riding a roller coaster together some day, I’ll just give ya a heads up: I’m the girl who prays the entire ride and holds on for dear life.

It was terrifying for sure, but it was also exhilarating, intense and, dare I say, wonderful? I love roller coasters now, but if I hadn’t taken the chance just one time, I never would have discovered this.

This new year is full of opportunities to do the things that scare me to death and to be totally honest, I don’t know how I feel about that at all. But I do know one thing, God’s got this.

I want to be brave, more than anything. I want to be able to make the hard decisions, to stare fear in the face and take the next step regardless. Kind of crazy for a twenty-four year old who still has a massive fear of thunderstorms and has to have her almost twenty year old Simba stuffed animal to comfort her, right?

As I write today, I’m sitting by my great-grandmother’s bedside in a little nursing home cradled away in Pataskala, Ohio. One of the greatest influences she has had on my life is her strength. Strength to love, strength to survive, strength to live. And now at the end of her days, she is surrounded by family that now has to be strong enough to let go.

I wish I could sit and listen to the stories of her life over the past ninety-one years. I know one thing though, she can look back over her life and smile because she knows she was brave. And I pray that one day I can look back over my life and say that I was brave as well.

God is changing everything. Situations, opportunities, He’s taken people out of my life, and brought new people in, and I know it’s all for a reason. He’s setting up a much bigger picture than I can see right now. And this all happened when I prayed a simple prayer, “God, let me brave.”

I was hoping beyond all hope that He would just instill bravery in me and I would be able to face the armies of Mordor with nothing more than a bow and a single arrow. (I’ve never shot a bow before in my life, and for those of you who caught my Lord of the Rings reference, you’re awesome) So clearly, that’s brave. But He didn’t. Instead He’s given me countless opportunities everyday to be brave. Whether they are big or small, they still take courage and faith that He knows what He’s doing.

Can you imagine if we all chose to be brave as our first line of defense? My Pastor says that fear and faith have one thing in common: you have to believe in them. I don’t know about you, but I want to believe in faith.

I have a promise in my heart and believing that I will see it fulfilled requires me to be brave. In the midst of hurt and heartbreak, uncertainty, and doubt, I have to be brave to trust that God is working everything out for His good in His timing.

Do me a favor. Take one second to think about situations in your life. Those things that scare you to death, and consider for a moment how different everything would be if you chose to believe in faith instead of that fear?

We have so much more to live for than just surviving everyday and hoping things will just happen to turn around. Let’s be brave. Let’s have faith. And let’s watch God radically change everything for His Glory.

Xo– Britt

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