Now :: Five Minute Friday

Dec 17th, 2016 Five Minute Friday

It is funny how human behavior never seems to change. We are creatures of habit and tradition. Once we learn something works in our favor, we keep doing it, trying to gain the desired outcome or reward.

We have learned that people respond well when we do what they ask or like. We follow the rules, we avoid punishment. We give a gift, we receive one in return. We do something good, we are lavished with praise. The more esteem the rewarder has, the more valuable the reward.

So it is in our nature to try to earn love, praise, redemption, acceptance, all the things we value from God. The problem is, God isn’t a man. He doesn’t work like we do.

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What Matters: Learning From the Omissions

Dec 12th, 2016 Roots

Then there was the year we received a few newsprint wrapped packages tied with red yarn. I remember asking why the paper wasn’t Christmasy. Inside each package was the discarded toy of some other child, rewrapped and presented to us as treasure. The one with my name contained a doll. Her face was smudged with dirt, and her hair was cut at jagged angles. One eyelid was stuck open. I hated her and her simple stained dress. But she was given especially to me. I imagined my grandma painstakingly choosing her and figured she was the best offering. So I held the abomination close, said my thanks, and tried to love her as best I could.

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Joy :: Five Minute Friday

Dec 9th, 2016 Five Minute Friday

Every time I get frustrated or down or feel defeated, I always get that song from children’s church stuck in my head, “The joy of the Lo-o-o-ord is my strength.” I sing through each verse, especially the Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha one. Then I cheer up, dig in, and do what it is I need to do or at least try harder.

I knew the verse inspiring this song came from Nehemiah, one of my favorite books, but in my study of it today, I learned something new and awesome. When taken in context, this phrase evokes a more powerful meaning than can be expressed through sing-songy laughing.

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A Christmas Confession (and Playlist)

Dec 5th, 2016 Uncategorized

I abhor all things sappy. I am not a hugger or a cryer. I don’t watch movies or read books that make me feel things (except Harry Potter, of course.) I am a cold hearted woman who enjoys silence and solitude. But there is one small concession I am willing to make that will potential destroy my ice queen reputation. I can no longer hide…

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Unwrapped: The gift of Brokenness

Dec 4th, 2016 Cleft Lip and Palate, Faith

“I know what you are going to say, and I don’t want to hear it,” my husband said on the other end of the line. I had interrupted his golf game with unwelcome news.

“I don’t want it, either, but I don’t have a choice,” I said, hanging up.

Eight months later, the nurses shuffled me into a room and started hooking up the monitors. The machine charted my contractions like perfect mountain tops against a graphical horizon. They were predictable and strong. It was time to meet our baby girl.

We knew I would have a c-section. As the procedure began, my doctor provided a play by play. “Oh look! I see a pair of feet!” Then, “Have you ever seen a tush so cute!”

Then silence.

Weighty, breath stealing silence and the certainty of something gone wrong.