Monday, May 28, 2012

That thing that I am not very good at....

I do a lot of things well.
 Do you what I do not do so well.
I like to be busy. 
Because I associate being busy with being needed.
I like to be needed. 
When I know that I am needed, there is a deep part of my soul that feels whole. 
I believe that we were made to be needed. 
 But what am I sacrificing to fill this need to be needed?
Last night I came home exhausted. 
Monday's are my Sabbath, so on Sunday's the whole week kind of catches up with me and I am just a tab bit overdone.
Monday's are my day to rest.
I was telling my roommate about what I had planned for my day of 'rest.'
 She became quiet for a minute.
Then she said, "Monday is the only day you have to rest right?
But you never actually take a day to rest."

But then it got really good. 
"The Lord is chasing you Hannah,
maybe you should slow down and let Him catch you."

Let me be clear on something, the Triune God, does not need me.
He is perfectly sufficient all on His own.
This is the wild part though:
He wants me.
He desires to talk to me and for me to talk back. 
I certainly do not make Him any more God when I engage with Him,
but I sure do make Him happy.

In order for Him to catch up with me though, 
I have to slow down.
I have to rest. 

So this morning, 
I woke up[at 6:45.on my day off. I know.]
and I turned off my iPhone. 
I put aside my laptop.
And I picked up my Bible.
I sat.
I talked.
I listened.
I read.
I wrote.
I laughed.
I cried. 
I rested in His presence. 
 I do not think anything monumental came out of those few hours. 
I did not solve any major problems.
I did not have any grand revelations.
But I feel refreshed.
I know that great Friend was delighted as well.
He is enthralled by me.
The feeling is quite mutual.
This week,
I am going to rest.
I am going to slow down.
I am going to learn to listen.
I am going to be filled not by the needs of others,
but by the love of Jesus.
"Be still and know that I am God."
Psalm 46:10

Friday, May 25, 2012


Are you and iPhone or Android user? 
Do you have Instagram?
When I got my iPhone last summer, this was the first app that I downloaded and it is still my favorite!
It takes just an ordinary picture and makes it quite extraordinary. 
I am linking up with Jeannett over at Life Rearranged for

I always see these really fabulous meals on Pinterest, but when I try and copy them at home this is what my kitchen looks like. Not so fabulous y'all.

My friend Sierra always brings some instrument with her to the classes we take as part of out internship. This particular day it was a drum. Which also doubles as a table.

It has been in the 90's all.week.long. Using my hairdryer is a rare form of torture on mornings when it is only 7am and its already 80 degrees! Oh, the cross I must bear for naturally curly hair.

Last week was a particularly grueling one. So Sunday evening I grabbed my housemate and we went on an adventure to find a Coldstone(I had a gift card). This stuff hit the spot.

When I moved to Missouri I was unprepared for the amount of bugs I would be dealing with. Y'all, it's bad. We had a large number of crickets(three to be exact) in our basement and this is how we chose to get rid of them. We do not play around when it comes to bugs, thank you very much.
Pretty pretty flowers at my favorite cafe.

 This. This is what I had for lunch yesterday. Black beans, mango, avocado, tomato, cucumber and balsamic vinaigrette dressing salad. It was just...remarkable. Food should be remarkable, amen?

This morning I took a much needed personal day and woke up to a lovely rain storm. 90 degrees temps. No rain for two weeks. This is a beautiful sight indeed!

There you have it, my week in pictures! What was the most exciting part of your week?


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The place of prayer, not pancakes....

Do ya'll remember that one time when I was moving to Kansas City right after Christmas? 
That was fun right? 
Except, it didn't happen.
Sometimes, I mess up. 
This doesn't make God any less God, it simply makes me, well human.
And humans, well, we're just dust when you think about it.
Thankfully, I serve a gracious and compassionate God who is generous enough to help me get my head on straight when I mess things up.
So, instead of moving right after Christmas, I moved right before Easter. 
I have a cute little apartment in a cute little town right outside of Kansas City.
To say that i love it would be, well, the understatement of the century. Grin. 

Whenever someone asks me how my time at IHOP is going the only response I have is this:
I am not sure who I thought Jesus was before I came here,
but I like the one I've met in the last eight weeks much more.
Because, here's the thing: He[Jesus] likes me a lot more than I thought He did.
He enjoys me.
He delights in me.
He loves me dearly.
You too. 

So what am I doing all day in this crazy place? 
Well, praying. Grin.
In all seriousness I do spend just about 25 hours each week in the IHOP prayer room.
A place that has been engaging in 24/7 prayer since 1999.
During these 25 hours, I have been changed. 
I have been molded.
I have been broken.
I have been put back together. 
God is good.

When I am not in the prayer room, I am usually in classes at IHOPU.
These cover a range of topics from Revelation to fasting to how to successfully live this lifestyle in the long term. 

I also participate in serve through out the IHOP mission base during the week. 
I help teach a class of kindergarteners on Sundays.
They are just as sweet as could be. 
During conference weekend[IHOP has a lot of conferences] I often help by serving in the children's classes or ushering.
You could say I have been just a little bit busy.... 

Aside from the personal work the Lord has been doing in me, 
I have also had the great pleasure of meeting some of the finest people I have ever met.
People who love the Lord and love His children. 
People who encourage me and have helped me pick up some of those broken pieces of myself. 

I will walk away from this internship with[at the very least] the knowledge of who God truly is.
I will go home, but will never be the same. 
We are called to so much more than a Sunday morning church service.
We are called to a life of radical relationship with the Creator of the universe. 

Because of Him,