tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45308284994451039922024-03-13T11:47:12.085-07:00The Flowers That Bloom...Walking with the Lord while He makes everything beautiful!!Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-17339782991364998432014-10-21T15:03:00.001-07:002014-10-21T15:03:20.499-07:00Pigeons, Letters and Laptops....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When I was a girl, I had a pen pal. I would write letters and she would respond with a letter full of stories and memories. I remember waiting weeks for the mail to come to receive a precious gift of words. These were the good 'ole days......or were they?</div>
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Our society has definitely moved far from the old fashioned way of communicating. Even companies want to give their bill statements online rather than in the mail. It costs more to send paper statements. We pay bills online, chat online, Facebook message, email and text. It seems like our world has lost the unique gift of communicating face to face. There's even a gazillion (online) blogs that bring our attention to the lack of face to face contact. All of which we couldn't read if we weren't communicating online. I find it ironic.</div>
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My question is this: Have all our social media, online messaging, email and iphones taken away from our relationships or added to them? </div>
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It depends on the individual, I believe. Some may hide behind their screen at home and simply relate to people online. Others may use the world wide web as a tool to communicate with a larger range of people. It takes balance. We don't want to throw the "baby out with the bath water" so to speak.....but we need to find that happy place of balance. </div>
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As a people person who's also an introvert, I find online communication sweetens my relationships. It's a way I can stay in contact with long distance family and friends while still protecting my quiet time at home. I can chat with teenagers in a private space, where they feel comfortable typing. Some can share their feelings easier than in a crowded coffee shop. At the very least, it gives them an opportunity to set up a time to meet face to face. Without online relationships, I would never reach the amount of young people I do currently.</div>
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Within my homeschooling community, I have face to face interaction every Monday and Thursday.....while through email we can encourage each other the rest of the week. I receive insights, thoughts and support at least once a week. I look forward to seeing those messages in my inbox!</div>
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In ministry, I have 4 or 5 coffee dates a month with people that the Lord has put in my life. Some are mentoring relationships and others are just opportunities to know one another. All of those meetings are made through text messages. I treasure every coffee date and every word that's shared. My cup (no pun intended haha) is so full when I leave!</div>
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If it's been weeks or months since I've made contact with someone.....I might text them an encouraging note or send them something in the mail. I have typed out my prayer over a Facebook message, text or email. That encouragement is priceless to give and receive. Whatever way we choose to communicate, the bottom line is JUST DO IT. Go and have that coffee date, lunch date or phone conversation. Be that person that encourages someone else with a thank you card, a voicemail, a text or a hug. My concern is that we spend too much time trying to find the perfect way of communicating that we waste time NOT communicating at all. Ask the Lord what people need in your life and then obey that calling. Every one is different....God did that on purpose. The only common denominator is we were made in HIS IMAGE. So go and be Christ to the people around you.....whatever means He leads you to do that.</div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-68129586772511057592014-09-01T17:03:00.000-07:002014-09-01T17:03:11.529-07:00The Cut is deeper than you think...Three years and twenty-seven topics later, I have new insight into teen ministry. The Loft is starting up soon and I am reminded of what God has taught me. This will be year FOUR of trudging through the deep, icky topics of life that plague our young people. I love this ministry for girls because every topic NEEDS to be brought into the open!! There has to be a place where girls can safely talk about the issues in life and how to navigate through them. BUT.....there is ONE topic that has wrecked my heart more than any other. ONE topic that leaves me awake at night and gets me on my knees in tears. It's the topic of "self injury". This can be anything from burning to cutting. I have mostly seen the "cutting" side of this topic and it's heartbreaking.<br />
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I have different people, from time to time, write me and ask about their niece, daughter or friend who is cutting. I was asked for help today and I want to address it to help others. This is not a new issue but it's also not an old one. I think it's become more popular among teens as they grasp for answers. Usually at the root of self injury is an internal pain so great that they're finding a release in the "new" pain.....a pain that THEY can control. Often times, the pain they are dealing with is largely out of their control. The internal issues can be anything really. Some are incredible. Maybe they have suffered through sexual, emotional or physical abuse. Maybe they have lost a parent or a loved one and they are grieving. The pain inside can also be from anxiety, not fitting in, bullying or a combination of things. It's just whatever is in their life that is leaving them feeling out of control. It can be the deepest pain they have ever felt. They may not see the light at the end yet.<br />
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So what do we do? How can we as parents, friends, aunties and mentors help them? Here's some advice......<br />
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1. PRAY - I know this might seem cliche but without Christ there is no true healing. We need to bring this young person to the Father and lift them up in prayer. The enemy is real and is trying to destroy these precious ones. Pray for them. Pray for yourself....for wisdom, compassion and insight into their world.<br />
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2. LOVE - Be their friend. Reach out and love them. DO NOT TRY TO FIX THEM. This tactic never works. Only the Lord Himself can move the mountains of their heart to heal and put back what is broken. You cannot "fix" what is broken but you CAN be that confidant...that friend....that listening ear....that safe place. You can love them through Christ and walk this road of healing with them.<br />
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3. SEEK GODLY COUNSEL - Go to someone who the Lord has given wisdom to in this area. Maybe it's someone who has walked this road of self injury and has victory now. Maybe it's godly wisdom from a book or blog. Maybe it's your pastor at church. Whoever God leads you to, seek their counsel and insight.<br />
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4. DIRECT - The most difficult thing about cutting is that the person has to DECIDE to change. They have to want to stop. Cutting is VERY addictive. Every time someone cuts, the body releases endorphins which provide relief. For each time the emotions are high, the body craves this release. So as much as we cannot force an alcoholic to change, we cannot force anyone with an addiction...including cutting. We need to DIRECT our loved one to a counselor, a friend who is victorious in this area, to God's Word, to prayer....AND to a new way to handle pain.<br />
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5. OFFER NEW WAYS TO DEAL - There are a lot of articles online to help with self harm/injury. One of the things I learned, is that we can cope in new ways. You can offer new things for this person to do instead of hurt themselves. For example, I had one girl put rubber bands on her wrist so that every time she wanted to "cut" she could "flick" herself instead. It still stung but wasn't a dangerous action that could eventually kill her. Another idea is to have a piece of wood near by that they could carve into with a pen or pencil. One of the BEST ways to cope I have seen is talking with a counselor. Now, this is tricky because most cutters do this in private and in places no one will see. It scares them to admit they are doing it and even more so to talk to someone about it. BUT, if they are willing, a counselor provides a neutral party that they can talk to about what's going on. This is someone who can listen to their pain and get it out. I have seen much healing through a godly counselor.<br />
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I really hope this helps!! I know that for parents....discovering your teen is cutting...is shocking and heartbreaking. It is difficult to know what to do and where to go for help. We can't just look at our teen and say "STOP DOING THAT"!! That will never work. But we can come alongside them and go to the One who knows exactly what to do. Amen???<br />
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Love you all and hope you pass this on to someone who needs some wisdom. I have included the cover of this great resource! "Scars that wound: Scars that heal" is a great book about Jackie.....a girl who walked this journey.<br />
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<br />Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-43820421575529968712014-08-13T09:55:00.001-07:002014-08-13T09:55:02.533-07:00This side of Heaven.....Death on this side of Heaven, sucks. I'm just being real here. There's nothing glamorous, nothing pretty, nothing heart warming about it.....at least in my experience. It is ugly, messy, heart wrenching and at times a nightmare. My dear friend woke up this past weekend in the middle of this nightmare. Her teenage son passed away suddenly. He was a precious treasure of hers and now he's gone. There are no words to describe this loss, this grief, this pain.<div>
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There's no way to prepare our hearts to say goodbye to someone we love....especially our own child. It is in fact, a nightmare. I remember days after my mom died, I would sit straight up in bed gasping for breath. I would wake up from horrible dreams as my mind and heart tried to process what was happening. My husband would comfort me and help me through those dreams....but it was prayer that gave me strength and allowed me to put one foot forward each day.</div>
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God knows that death is horrible this side of Heaven. He knows the pain and the suffering. He knows how we feel. He knows the depth of our tears. His own Son, Jesus Christ, died a horrific death on the Cross to reconcile US to HIM. It didn't seem fair. His death seemed like a great loss......but instead, it was a great victory! Jesus said "it is finished". His death and resurrection saved us. It was the plan all along to reconcile all of creation back to our Heavenly Father!! </div>
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"For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16</div>
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Eternal Life. Heaven. The Glory of God. This is the only wonderful thing about death. We pass from this life into eternal life. A gift from God. Yes, on this side of Heaven death sucks. It's a messy process to go through physically, emotionally and spiritually. But when we make Jesus Christ the Lord of our lives and surrender our lives to Him.....we get to spend forever and ever with our Heavenly Father. My friend's precious son, is now in the arms of his Father, His Heavenly Father. There are no more tears, no more saddness, no more pain. One day, this mom will see her son again because they both made Christ their Lord. Do you know Him? Have you dealt with your eternity? The most important thing to think about today!</div>
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THANK YOU LORD, that even though we don't understand death on this side.....YOU DO!! Thank you that we can lean on you and you will carry us through the suffering. I lift up my dear sister in Christ......I pray that you will continue to hold her so close to you and use others to bring great comfort during this incredible time of loss. May everyone see your glory through this young man's life and death. May people come to know you and your salvation because of all this. Amen!!</div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-55320670609035646882014-08-11T10:24:00.001-07:002014-08-11T10:24:30.806-07:00The Storm, The Boat and The Life Preserver!!Most of us have heard the story of the drowning man who cried out to the Lord. He was out at sea during a terrible storm and his boat was sinking. He asked the Lord to save him and believed God would! A boat came by and the people reached out to him offering help. The man said, "No thank you. God will save me." The storm was getting worse and another boat came by. Once again, they offered to throw out a life preserver to save the man but he refused. Again he told them he was waiting on God to save him. The man drowned in that storm. When face to face with God, he asked why He didn't save him. The man said, "Lord, I cried out to you and waited for You to save me!" God replied, "Son, I sent you two boats and a life preserver and you refused my help!!"<div>
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We hear this story and roll our eyes thinking "what a moron!" It is clear that the Lord was sending him help and he was too stubborn to see it!! But the reality is that we are just like him. When storms beat us down in life, don't we cry out to God but then try to fix it ourselves? Don't we believe in His help but want it on our own time table? If our storms in life were real storms, we might drown too. </div>
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I am in week three of a messed up back. I pulled something while visiting Colorado last month and my back has not been the same since. It is 24/7 of pain. On a scale of 1-10, it can go from a 2 one moment to a 10 the next. Grrrrrr.......it is aggravating!! I feel like an old lady. My kids are constantly doing things for me that would normally be a no brainer. My husband has had to dress me and lift me into bed. (More and more, I am understanding the "for better or worse" part of our vows. :))</div>
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Three days after getting back from Colorado, we left for our Summer family trip! I have been looking forward to this camping trip fully unplugged!! It was such a beautiful trip....beautiful time with my family....beautiful landscape and I saw God's glory everyday. My back, however, revolted. It hated the air mattresses and the lack of rest/recovery. This has been my STORM! Waves crashing. Dark skies. Moments of tears and concern. I became hugely compassionate for all my friends who suffer in chronic pain day in and day out. I did my best to rely on God throughout our trip but it was hard sometimes. I smiled and I cried. I prayed and prayed. I leaned on Him.....and here's what HE DID!!!!</div>
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One morning, I was on my knees in the tent trying to dress myself. I was praying and asking the Lord to heal me. "Please Lord. Lay your mighty hands on my back and give me rest." I went outside the tent over to our picnic table for breakfast. Within one hour, our neighbor (a woman I hadn't met yet) came over to the table asking if someone had a bad back. I think she saw me laying on the ground the day before. I introduced myself and she went on to share their back stories. Her adult daughter had been in an accident years before and has to do special exercises for her back. They actually brought some different equipment specifically designed for lower back pain!!!!!!!! WHAT?????? Who does that camping??? What are the chances they would be camped in our campground next door to us??? They offered their help to me each day and we did these exercises together!!! Total strangers. Totally awkward.......and TOTALLY GOD'S PROVISION!!!!</div>
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Jeff and I both praised the Lord and were reminded of the drowning man. We both said, "This is God's life preserver for me!!" Now.....my back was not completely healed after those days of exercises. But, it did help me to walk better and enjoy our dear friends while camping. By Saturday, my back was spasm-ing and we had to get me a hotel room to rest. I had to be in a car for 7 hours yesterday to make it home. Again, in this storm, God sent me a boat in way of the hotel. I was able to lay in bed for 16 hours and rest my back completely!!!! I took medicine and put Icy-hot on my back Sunday morning.....which allowed me to sit in the car and come home!!! Had God not given me that rest, I wouldn't have made it in the car all day!!</div>
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I have learned so much through this. I have seen God's provision and His mercies new each morning. I have great compassion for those that are in pain constantly. I spent some time on my back outside.......I saw the beautiful skies, the amazing clouds and how they move, tree branches that hold birds and squirrels......I listened to the sounds of the creeks, I experienced true love from my husband and friends. This storm of dumb, annoying pain is frustrating.....but God has provided His sweet loving kindness and His mercy. For that I am grateful.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">YES!!! It is more than okay to like ourselves! In fact, since we are made in God's image....since we are fearfully and wonderfully made by our Father....since every good and perfect gift comes from Him....since He desires a relationship with us....since He sacrificed His own Son for us....since all the days ordained for us were written in His book before one of them came to be (Ps.139:16).....I would say that HANDS DOWN, we are to LOVE ourselves!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's been several years now, that I have focused more on Him and less on me. The freedom is huge! God does not waste time on garbage. Let's start praising Him for who He is and living a life by His Spirit!! Not a life full of regrets, judgment and hate....but seriously praising God and worshiping Him by the way He created us! Let's not waste our life so focused on ourselves that we forget the One who made us......the One who says "you are mine".</span></div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-51003830068171664912014-02-11T14:44:00.000-08:002014-02-11T23:46:18.088-08:00Top 5 Things To Help Your Teen...<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">People have told me over the years that they could "never do" what I do. That is, they could never be in teen ministry. I get it. Teenagers are amazing but they are not easy to understand. People that say they could never do that....aren't saying that because they're unloving or lack compassion. They really do care about teens. The issue is that it's not what God has called them to do and to understand. They are being used elsewhere by the Lord and that's awesome!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">There are other times when parents ask for advice about their teenage daughter. Many parents remember being a teenager and the difficult years in Jr. High and High School. We remember but we aren't sure what to do when it comes to our own girls. I have been encouraged to share the "Top 5" things you can do to connect with, help and encourage your teen girl. Whether you're a parent, a youth leader, mentor or friend, these will help. I have my own teenage daughter and have 16 years of experience walking alongside teen girls.....so these are tried and true with blood, sweat and tears. LOL!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">1. </span><b><span style="color: magenta;">BUILD A RELATIONSHIP:</span></b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"> This is so important. Teenagers don't trust easily so there has to be a relationship. Get to know who THEY are....not who you THINK they are. Youth Leaders - spend time just hanging out. Over time, they will trust you and that relationship will grow. Put out effort and seek them out. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">2.</span><b> <span style="color: magenta;">BE THE EXAMPLE:</span></b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"> I could repeat over and over that teenagers don't trust easily. They are used to people disappointing them and/or hurting them. It is IMPERATIVE that we are THE example. The whole saying "Do as I say, not as I do" is ridiculous! They will do as you do!! Check yourself and see what example you are to the teens around you. Hypocrites don't get very far in life with teens. They will stop listening and stop paying attention to you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">3.</span><span style="color: magenta;"> <b>LISTEN MORE THAN YOU TALK:</b></span><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"> Girls and women LOVE to talk! The average female uses 25,000 words a day! So listen to your teen more than you talk at her. They so desperately want to be acknowledged and valued. When we listen to what's in their minds and hearts, they feel validated. If we just interrupt them and tell them what we think of them.....we lose them. Go to a coffee shop and just sit and listen to the heart of your girl.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">4. </span><b><span style="color: magenta;">MAKE SURE YOU ARE MILES AHEAD:</span> </b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Many times when tragedy or suffering hits our girls, we are stunned. How could this happen? What went wrong? I never thought she would do this? The fact is, we live in a fallen world. Bad things will happen to our teenagers. The good news is that God is Sovereign and we can trust Him in it. As youth leaders, mentors and parents....we need to be miles ahead of our girls. How can we help them with safety on the internet if we haven't studied the different social sites? How can we know what they're dealing with at school if we don't pay attention and look closely at the school? WE HAVE TO KNOW THE WORLD THEY LIVE IN....NOT THE WORLD WE LIVED IN. This is huge! How we grew up doesn't matter anymore. It's all about the kind of world THEY are growing up in. So do your homework and be ahead of the game.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">5. </span><b><span style="color: magenta;">LAST BUT MOST IMPORTANT....KNOW GOD'S WORD, WALK IN HIS WAYS AND POUR HIS TRUTH INTO YOUR GIRL:</span> </b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Honestly, without this one, the other four things don't matter. We cannot expect our teens to go to church, go to youth group and be "good" if we as adults are not doing it. We have to know who God is and be secure in our Salvation. They need to see us walking the walk and talking the talk. Involve your teen in your bible study....in your walk with God. Share with her all the things God has done and is doing in your life. Walking with the Lord is an exciting adventure so show it to her. This way, when the trials come and the tragedy hits (which it will) you all have a firm foundation to stand on. And PRAY with her over and over. Don't ever stop because this will change your relationship. If she doesn't want to then at the very least, pray for her on your own.</span></div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-7165877293223989682014-01-25T21:04:00.000-08:002014-01-25T21:21:05.268-08:00Good to the last drop...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #ffe599;">I used to never drink coffee. Bleh! I never owned a coffee pot either. I loved tea, scones, shortbread and whatever would fit with my teacup and saucer. About 10 years ago, a friend introduced me to coffee and especially all the yummy-ness that goes in a cup. I loved everything about it. The cream, the sugar, the flavors....especially in the Fall....the pumpkin spice! I became a coffee lover!!!</span><br />
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Yes, I love coffee. More accurately, I love the creamer and goodness that goes into a great latte or mocha! But what I love more is the relationships. My life is full of coffee "moments" in different cities and towns; different coffee shops and stands. I have sat with countless teen girls sipping a mocha and hashing out life. I usually have one to two coffee dates every week!! Sometimes it's with a teen girl and other times a friend. Sometimes it's with someone who needs encouragement and other times a stranger who might be a speaker for The Loft. My memories are full of these moments sharing thoughts, experiences and life. When I think of coffee, I think of people. I think of relationships because I am usually sharing a cup with some precious soul. </span><br />
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I am grateful for this silly little drink. Just as it warms me up, it enables me to reach out to others and also share a cup with the Lord. Bible study and quiet time is amazing in a coffee shop.....or in my car :) I have been known to grab a coffee to-go and sit with God. It's the best sitting along a country road...reading, praying and sharing a cup with Him. Wherever it happens, I am thankful for all the moments I've sipped coffee. My life would not be the same.</span><br />
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Paleo.....Whole30....Clean Eating. I needed a change. I am not doing "Paleo" or the "Whole30" but I have definitely (for 11 days) been eating as natural as I can. By the end of 2013, I felt bloated. Fat. Unhealthy. Weak. Out of shape. Bleh!! I was tired of feeling that way and getting off track!</div>
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Over the past 4 years, I have worked out pretty consistently. I have done programs like Insanity for 60 days....P90X....Chalene Extreme and yes, Hip Hop Abs. Hehe!! Whatever it was I enjoyed. I weighed what I wanted, wore what I wanted and I felt good. I counted calories and watched how much I ate but NEVER did I watch WHAT I ate. I focused on the caloric intake but not the chemical or processed food I was eating. It was too overwhelming to figure it all out so I never did....until now.</div>
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I am on a new journey of eating clean and natural. I have felt SO much better over the last 11 days. I don't feel bloated. I have been exersizing but only 3-4 times a week. I am not overdoing at all. I don't count calories. I just watch what goes into my mouth. I am slimming down and building muscle. Everything seems delightful EXCEPT MY COFFEE ISSUE!!! I still drink creamer (chemically induced sweetness) in my coffee!!! And I don't want to give it up. At least not yet. I have been searching out recipes with coconut milk and coconut cream. I am going to try several recipes and see if I can have a nicely flavored latte in the morning.</div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-20243923949256103272014-01-16T13:40:00.003-08:002014-01-16T13:40:27.038-08:00"Closed" for business!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was shocked one morning when hiking, that some beautiful flowers lining the trail were all closed up! It looked weird to have their long green stems pushing up toward the sky but the flower itself was closed. Almost to say, "we're not awake yet".....or "sorry, closed for business". I really wanted to see their beauty as I started my hike. That didn't happen until later when I came down the trail and the sun was beaming. It was a beautiful sight. They lined up on both sides of the trail and almost saluted me as I walked by. </span></div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-70154040685622149322013-11-18T11:35:00.000-08:002013-11-18T11:35:15.570-08:00Light Bulbs & Conviction<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's an "A-ha" moment kind of day. The things that I have known to be true but for some reason today, slapped me upside the head! </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">We were sitting at the table reading our Bible study in Hebrews (which I don't do everyday with them). As I was sharing with the boys that Jesus is our High Priest and the sacrifice for us all....once and for all....I was struck. What if I never sat down and shared that Truth with them? What if I just glanced over that? What if through homeschooling I was more concerned about their grades, their test scores, accomplishing a certain amount of lessons a week? What would their adult life look like if we looked back and I had spent more time doing their homework than teaching them God's Word? The thought makes me cringe because that is the TRUTH in our lives right now!! I do spend more time worrying about their reading abilities and their homework getting completed than how well they know their Savior. I do spend more time watching movies with them than I spend time showing them how to hide God's Word in their hearts. Oh my.....a light bulb moment and a two by four conviction!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana;">"My Son, if you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God."</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">Our family loves the Lord. This is Truth. I am not saying that we shouldn't watch movies with our kids or be concerned about their grades. That is all important time spent. But what IF we as parents put that same effort and energy into teaching the God's Word....His very breath?? Wow! We can't show our kids who God is simply by living it out. We have to speak it out too! </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">Let us never grow weary of doing this. <span style="color: yellow;">"</span><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." Galatians 6:9... </span>Let us buckle down, dig in and speak the Truth to our precious little ones that God gave to us. I guarantee that when we stand before Almighty God one day, He will not ask us if our children were straight 'A' students.....He will hold us accountable to what we taught them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-18168523868678917922013-10-04T08:43:00.000-07:002013-10-04T08:43:17.475-07:00Not a sprint......It is a MARATHON!!!<br />
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Sixteen years ago, I began a great adventure. Back then I probably thought it was just for a short time....a sprint maybe. Then God pierced my heart for young people and showed me that this was a life long journey. He called me out of my sin, saved me and then used my stained baggage to help others find hope in Christ. It sounds so "spiritual" and looks simple but it's not really. Walking alongside young people is a daily battle that is repeated over and over. It's messy and I get dirty. I get discouraged. I get fired up! It's one of those amazing privileges in life that few words can even touch. I love and adore teenagers!!! I see girls on the street and I want to ask them how they're doing! Like truly "how are you???"...."how is your heart today?"....and I want to take them to The Loft (a ministry for teen girls)!! I don't actually do that because I know how freaked out they would be! Hee hee!!<br />
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"We who are strong ought to bear with the failings of the weak...." Romans 15:1<br />
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"Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love." Ephesians 4:2<br />
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No matter how messy this life is, we are to "bear with" one another. We are to uphold each other in a loving way. Teenagers have such a difficult road that they are trying to navigate. They are young adults who are still children. Each day brings about some adult responsibilities yet they are kids on the inside who just want to be loved and cared for. My heart aches for them when they fall. It aches for them when they know the Truth and walk away from it. Bearing with one another is not a simple task. It's not easy but it's not optional. It's not quick. Bearing with one another is committing to God's people....God's children....and walking alongside them in the valleys and the mountain tops. <br />
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What is the secret into a teenagers life? It's RELATIONSHIP. That's it. Building trust, love and sincerity with them. They won't open up to just anyone. They are private and they protect their hearts with an iron gate. If we want to break through, we have to put in the time.....and it take a lot of time. Some young people that I've mentored are still in my life today. One girl back in high school accepted Christ as her Savior at 15. God poured her life right into my heart. She's now 25 and married......we still have a wonderful friendship. It's a beautiful marathon for sure.<br />
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God never intended for us to walk alone. Teenagers often times feel this way.....and that lonliness turns into hopelessness. Let us, who are older and wiser in our faith, reach out to our young people!! Let's show them victory and hope in Christ. Let's get dirty and messy in this journey walking alongside them. God will give us everything we need to do so.<br />
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This life is just a blink of an eye but Eternity is forever. Let's fight for our young people and point them to the cross that will save them forever. Christ is our salvation!!<br />
Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-48971874590555459012012-10-02T13:16:00.000-07:002012-10-03T10:25:17.951-07:00It's Okay To Leak....<br />
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absolutely love this study on being “Anointed, Transformed, Redeemed”. As we
are diving into God’s Word each week, God is tilling up the soil of my life. He
is refining the fragmented places in my heart. He is addressing the things that
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">AND...this morning when He spoke into my face....and told me it's time to not be DEVESTATED anymore.....HE IS HERE!! I need to continue moving forward in my new life, trusting the promises He has given me. Friends, if your hurts have caused you to be frozen or barely moving forward.....it is time to not be devestated anymore. It is time to trust that God is with you wherever you go and you seek Him. Go to Him. Tell Him what's hurting you. LEAK!!!!! and Trust that He will make your name great for His glory!!!!</span></span></span></div>
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Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-79414132941505756152012-07-31T08:53:00.001-07:002012-07-31T08:53:11.738-07:00HE is worth fighting for....<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Come close to God, and God will come close to you. Wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world." James 4:8 NLT</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">This verse in James, cuts my heart wide open! I read the first half and think....awwwwww, isn't that so sweet of the Lord? If I come close to Him, He will also draw into me. Awwwwww..... </span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">But read on....."wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world." UGH! That's the part that gets me!! We are divided! I am divided!!! And that is not what God wants for us. He wants all of us....every bit. We were bought at a price. We are HIS! </span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">Last weekend, I was at a retreat where our speaker asked the question, "What relationship to you need to fight for?" She was asking us what relationship do we need reconciliation? Who have we set aside, given up on or been ignoring. As I sat all by myself on this beautiful hillside.....NO ONE came to mind. I sat and I prayed. Still nothing. Then the Lord's beautiful voice spoke, "Me, Treva. Me. You love others. You fight for others. You chase after others... making sure they're okay.....but what about ME!? Are you willing to fight for your relationship with ME?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">This is life changing to me. We all go through seasons of drawing close to the Lord and seasons of pulling away or becoming dry. I haven't thought of my time with God as a desert. Not at all. BUT, fighting for Him is a whole different story! That takes passion, committment, determination, deep love and discipline. What would my relationship or yours look like if we FOUGHT to walk side by side with our Savior? What would happen if we set aside the cares of this world and passionately studied His Word? I can tell you that my life would look so different. Deeper. More meaningful. More intentional love. Washing my hands of sin and letting Him purify my heart would change so much!!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">I believe that we need to recognize the seasons we are in with the Lord. Right now, the Lord is calling me to dig deeper in His Word......to come super duper close to Him!! Not accepting less than what He's willing to give. As I get ready for another year of ministry in Girls Nite In.....The Lord needs to refine me. He is chiselling off all my dead, gross stuff and making me new once again. He has plans for each one of us and He desires to walk intimately with us through life.</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana;">Will you join me? Will you dig deeper in your relationship with Him.....and FIGHT for the very relationship that saved you? Let us "come close" to our Lord and Savior and watch Him come close to US!!! Amen!!!</span></div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-86728508245070299042012-06-20T18:22:00.000-07:002012-06-20T18:22:56.328-07:00God Must Think A LOT of YOU!!<br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Ever had those moments in life, where you wonder just how much more you can handle? Or you look at someone else's life and think, "Wow! How are they still smiling?" </span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Recently I told my sister...."God must think a lot of you because He keeps allowing crazy hard things in your life." It's amazing to me the stuff Tina has had to endure. A year and a half ago, she didn't just bury our mom....she discovered the body. Four months ago, she had to send her teenage son to a boarding school in Missouri. He was so lost in his own grief over losing grandma, he began self destructing. Tina had to save him from himself. Three weeks ago, her precious husband lost both of his parents within 24 hours of each other. Again, Tina did what she had to do and stood by her husband's side as they said "goodbye". </span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">My sister has always been a rock. I am the ooey-gooey one and she is the calm, level headed one. She's the one I would go to if someone was messing with me in school. Let's face it, she was the scary one (kick your butt kinda girl) and I was the welcome mat. I would let people walk all over me.... and sometimes invite them to! LOL!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">I have seen things in my sister lately that are jaw dropping! How does ONE person handle all these tragic things, find the blessing in them and walk forward with some type of smile? How do you not have your son with you everyday and yet know that it is OK? How do you go through these things without your mom, mother-in-law or father-in-law for guidance? Sometimes I think she should be in a corner, sucking her thumb and rocking back and forth. She doesn't live in a fairy tale nor does she have a naive notion that life is just great no matter what. It's so much more. There is something STRONG and AMAZING inside of her! Something that keeps her feet moving forward and not dwelling in the past! I see her as a ROCK....strong, secure, grounded. </span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">His Spirit dwells within her and because of that, she can withstand all things. Tina trusts Him. She relies on Him. </span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Tomorrow, Tina gets to see her son! For the first time in 4 months she gets to hold him and squish his guts out!! She hates flying.....quite frankly she gets very anxious on planes and has to read scripture over and over to get through the flight. She could definitely stay home out of fear....but she continues to TRUST her ROCK, her God and believe that He will protect her. She is getting on that plane tomorrow to see her son....and there is NOTHING that's going to stop her. Not fear, not anxiety, not hardships. </span><br />
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<span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you sis for being an example to me of what it means to NEVER GIVE UP!!! To know that God never gives us more than we can handle. I know that God thinks a lot of you, Teen, but simply because He delights in you. </span><br />
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Over and over I<span class="indent-1"><span class="text Ps-126-5"> have told the teens in, Girls Nite In, that...."life is messy". It just is. We live in a world that is not perfect and everyone knows it. It's not God's original design. It is a fallen world with imperfect people. At every GNI meeting, I tell the girls that we (the leaders) are here to help them navigate through this messy life. I wish I had someone to mentor me and help me through my teen years. But I didn't...so I crashed and burned around every corner. The Lord has created me with an undying passion for these girls!!! I want them to know HIM....to walk with HIM....and to let HIM love them with an everlasting love. </span></span></h3>
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<span class="indent-1"><span class="text Ps-126-5">This past weekend, we finished our last meeting for Girls Nite In (for this school year). Our topic was "Loss & Grief"....one that I know too well and could probably write a book about. I had so many things I wanted to share with the girls and just a ton of thoughts marinating in my mind. It was hard to narrow it down to just 30 minutes of a my heart poured out for them. We had a few girls who had lost their mom or dad in the last year or two. We had other girls who's parents had left them through divorce.....and still others that were suffering through so many changes in life, it just all felt like LOSS.</span></span></h3>
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<span class="indent-1"><span class="text Ps-126-5">I was confident that the Lord had planted Truth in me to give out to them. It was a night that I will never forget. Tears, broken hearts, sweet faces looking up at mine. I will always remember how the Lord took my pain and His love....and gave them tangible, mind blowing HOPE. A hope that is like no other. It will never end. He gave them this Truth in </span></span></h3>
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<span style="color: white;">This year, though, God gave me a bigger and brighter gift!! One of our homeless teen girls that goes to Girls Nite In each month was there! I was in awe. As I waited in line for my food, this precious girl ran up to me, hugged me and said "HEY!!!!" I was so excited to see her and surprised! Here's this girl who lives in a shelter and she's SERVING breakfast to hundreds. She is starving herself but not for food.....she is starving for love, acceptance, family and the Lord's mercy. Every month at Girls Nite In, this cute freckled face girl runs up to me to say HI.....she hugs me each time and she SERIOUSLY melts my heart. I am not supposed to have "favorites" but I do. How can you not favor a girl who is that precious? </span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">God uses her in my life as a reminder. A reminder that all the studying, tears, time and work that goes into ONE Girls Nite In meeting is worth it........because she is there. God brings about 60 teen girls each month and a handful of them live at this shelter. There are not enough words to describe what that has done to my heart. It wrecks me. It melts me. It challenges me. God puts the girls' faces in my mind each time I prepare to speak. He has bound my heart to theirs and they have no idea!!! </span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">You know how with each child you have.....you wonder "how will I have enough love to go around?" I think every mom wonders that. Yet, the Lord gives us a never ending amount of love. He IS LOVE and when we know the Father, we have LOVE to give. The teen girls are like my adopted kids.....they move my heart, they overflow my cup and God uses each girl to multiply the love I have for them. Not only am I in love with my three precious children......but God has blessed my life with countless teens who........seriously......if they knew how much I adored them, loved them and thought of them.....it would scare them!!! I am beyond grateful for this journey God has me on. Thank you Lord for your amazing gifts!</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;">"But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love." 1 John 4:8</span></div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-78637704826182590162012-04-03T10:28:00.002-07:002012-04-03T10:33:29.648-07:00Naked For Jesus<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: white; font-size: large;">I love Vintage T-shirts!! You remember t-shirts with old logos like 7up, Atari, Coca Cola or some memorable year stamped on the front? They're new but they're made to look old and vintage.....like they have been around forever. They bring back memories of my childhood and remind me of days passed. As I was sharing my life with a dear friend the other day......I mentioned how I want a vintage t-shirt that reads <span style="color: white;">"Naked for Jesus"</span> !!! As we cracked up laughing (like seriously couldn't breathe laughing) at the thought of wearing this shirt and the looks we would get.....I asked her "is that inappropriate"? But when you understand the great journey behind those words.....it is perfectly appropriate!!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: white; font-size: large;">One of my biggest fears is public speaking. It's the number one fear of people. Isn't that crazy? Speaking in front of people in a perfectly safe environment scares people more than snakes, heights or car wrecks!!! But I will tell you that I get sooooo fearful before speaking. So, of course God has called me to speak once a month at Girls Nite In (a ministry to teen girls) in front of one hundred people. He hasn't called me to speak on anything "fluffy" either. He has called me to speak on topics of sin and self destruction. At Girls Nite In we talk candidly about life with these girls...like sex, teen pregnancy, substance abuse, eating disorders, divorce, self injury, loss/grief....BIG things!!! Our goal is to help them navigate through this messy life and point them to their Heavenly Father! I am so passionate about this ministry and yet it tears me up every month. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">"Humble yourselves before the Lord, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">and he will lift you up"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">James 4:10</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: white; font-size: large;">On my face before the Lord every month, I ask Him to speak through me....to take away my fears....to make me bold through His Spirit....and to give me every word for these girls!! It takes all of me to submit to Him and to humbly do the very thing He has called me to. The ONLY WAY to be victorious in this....is to LAY IT ALL BARE BEFORE CHRIST!!! When I stand in front of these girls....my heart beating rapidly, full of cotton mouth and sweaty armpits....I am naked. I am transparent. I am laying it bare. I hold nothing back. God has shown me lately that He can use me best when I hide nothing from Him. Forget trying to look like I have it all together.....forget trying to use the right words....forget pretending at all! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: white; font-size: large;">Is God calling you to lay it all bare before Him? What would our world look like if we all got "real"....and stopped pretending? What if we did the VERY things that GOD has asked of us.....plowing through the fear, being humble before Him and putting ourselves out there for others!?? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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I went to the bookstore today and it HIT ME!!!! As I was browsing all the books and reading the titles.....looking for something interesting. I saw the word STUCK!!!! A bright blue cover page with HUGE white words!!! That's ME......s.t.u.c.k......for sure! I am starting this bible study today and I can't wait to see what crazy things God will show me. I want to share with you what I wrote on the inside cover. It my reason for "why".....why this book. Why now.....<br />
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"Why this study? Because NOW 16 months after my mom died, I feel okay. But only "okay". It seems that when life becomes difficult around me, I cower. (my life is okay....but the people I love are hurting. My teenage nephew went to live at Agape Christian Boarding School in MO last week and my precious sister's heart is broken. My dear friends' son is have heart surgery in a few weeks for the third time. My other sweet friend lost her mom a few months ago and she is only 24. And there's so much more going on with other people I love.) It's not that I necessarily take on others' pain.....but I care.....and then I cower. I stop wanting to listen to God. Fear takes over and I question Him. What will you ask of me Lord? Will I be blindsighted again? Am I strong enough for the waves of life? And so, I am stuck. Here. With these questions."<br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, I don't have any breakthrough thoughts....YET! Just that I found a study that will lead me to the Truth. I am excited to face my fears and FULLY trust God with my LIFE. I am tired of being emotionally STUCK.....I want out. Now. </div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you are "stuck" in a place you want and need to get out of.....maybe this is a study for you too! At the very least, cry out to the Lord....tears, snot and all.....let Him pull you out!!</div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-58844666835905540142012-02-08T08:43:00.000-08:002012-02-08T08:43:23.774-08:00Reaching far far ahead......finally!<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifX4S75nl60C-mvswpHeF7OYBE-BxUJPtZZ2Gwy_Hq_OUN_AtVDZRhyripL2-ICeBxB7nGIXfxVMraFidA7BtxslmPHkHc_Bazc6gQt6oyUDise1H6cUWUIQSWSiR3sx_MW3XsrH0BoNk/s1600/reaching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifX4S75nl60C-mvswpHeF7OYBE-BxUJPtZZ2Gwy_Hq_OUN_AtVDZRhyripL2-ICeBxB7nGIXfxVMraFidA7BtxslmPHkHc_Bazc6gQt6oyUDise1H6cUWUIQSWSiR3sx_MW3XsrH0BoNk/s200/reaching.jpg" width="133" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Disappointment. Fear. Regret. Shame. Bitterness. I hate these words! Even just typing them makes my skin crawl. This is who I used to be. Walking everyday in these words. They defined who I was. I thought since I had done so many "bad" things and hadn't "arrived" yet, I should carry with me a few of these in order to suffer for my wrongs. I was imperfect. I AM imperfect. On this side of eternity, I will never be perfect! And I am learning that it's okay!</span></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Life doesn't end because I don't have it all figured out. It doesn't fall apart because I haven't attained perfection. God says in Psalm 46:10..."Be still and know that I am God". I am to be still....to stop moving for a moment and recognize that HE is GOD, not me. It begins with Him....with our Heavenly Father who loves us so deeply. I don't have to walk around in utter despair, disappointment or shame. Beating myself up for past mistakes or failures is not what God wants. He wants us to forget the things of the past....be still and know that He is who He says He is....and reach forward to the things ahead. </span></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Do you trust that He has amazing things planned for you? Do you believe that He can make the imperfect beautiful? He straightens out those paths that are crooked. He fights for us when we are down. He carries and forgives us when we cry out to Him!! God says in Jeremiah 29:11 - "</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."</span></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Dear sweet friends, let us forget the things of the past and reach forward to the things ahead. God has it all under control. He has amazing plans for us. Let reach far for Him and all that He is!!!</span></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"></div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-32106504465341171142012-01-22T11:41:00.000-08:002012-01-22T11:41:10.029-08:00Mommies can dream too!Have you ever daydreamed about being all alone, at home, for days with no one wanting anything from you??? I know you have......that hypothetical happy place where you clean something and it STAYS clean? You can watch a movie or piddle around on the computer with ZERO interruptions??? Maybe you dreamed something simple like going to the bathroom without a kid walking in on you??? I have been a mom for 12 years and I have had this dream many many times!! You see, I have gone on trips without my kids....or even my husband and have gotten that much needed down time. BUT....I have never EVER been alone, at home, with no hubby and no kids.....until this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yep you read that right!!!!! I have been alone for about 48 hours without my family!!!!!! (My amazing husband took the three monkeys on a special trip with him. Yeah, he rocks!)<br />
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I am so excited about this new phenomenon that I had to share! The first half of my time I went on a retreat with some dear friends. It was a much needed time of encouragement, laughter and hashing out life. I loved every minute!! The second half of my time has been spent in my jammies (yes, the whole time) with cups of coffee, purging my house!!! I want to use this time so wisely since I'll probably never get it again. When my family comes home I want to bless them with a clean and slightly organized house! I have to pinch myself over and over because once I have cleaned something.....IT STAYS CLEAN!!!! It's seriously so strange to walk back through a room, glance in and think "Wow, it still looks great".....hehe! I know that as soon as the three monkeys come home....it will all abruptly come to an end so I am treasuring it all right now.<br />
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As I thanked God this morning for my time alone.....and realizing what a gift this is.....I thought of how precious it is to be a Mom. We all know this already but it hit me hard this morning. For those of you that have never had this "dream" come true....I want to encourage you! It is pretty amazing to do what I want to do WHEN I want to do it. And being able to get my house in order with no distraction is great. BUT, and its a big but....nothing compares to the great joy and blessing it is to have our family. I miss them already. (Never thought I would say these following statements but....) I miss stepping on legos that are left mysteriously in the carpet. I miss the toothpaste smeared in the bathroom sink. I miss the socks that are left by the couch. I miss the hugs and kisses in the morning....and at night before bed. I just miss them. I have a new appreciation for the noise and the crazy that my kids bring into my life. My family is what makes life full and abundant!! Crazy, yes. But precious all the more.<br />
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Have you wondered what the house would be like without your monkeys running around demolishing it? It would be clean, organized and quiet. In other words....without your precious monkeys....your house and life would be way too perfect, boring, eerily quiet and not as much fun!!! So embrace the crazy!!!! Embrace the fact that as Mommies....we will be tired, overworked, underpaid but FULLY BLESSED!!!!!!Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-49226459822813724342012-01-15T22:10:00.000-08:002012-01-15T22:10:13.862-08:00Oh So Yummmay!<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="hrecipe"><tbody>
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<span class="ingredient">1/2 cup onion, chopped</span><br />
<span class="ingredient">1 can peas and carrots drained OR 1 can Veg-All</span><br />
<span class="ingredient">2 cans cream of chicken soup</span><br />
<span class="ingredient">1/2 cup milk</span><br />
<span class="ingredient">1 box Pillsbury pie crusts</span><br />
<span class="ingredient">1/2 cup cheddar cheese, shredded</span></div><br />
<div class="instructions" style="color: #772222;">Preheat oven to 425°F degrees. Sauté chicken and onions in a skillet with oil or butter until chicken is no longer pink inside. Prepare one pie crust in 9" deep pie pan. Add chicken and can of peas and carrots. <br />
Sprinkle cheese on top. Mix soup and milk and pour on top. Top with second pie crust, seal and cut a slit in top to release steam. <br />
Bake for 30 minutes or until golden brown.</div></td></tr>
</tbody> </table>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-29794805540470814162012-01-12T09:17:00.000-08:002012-01-12T09:17:18.348-08:00A Fork in the Road....For the past ten years, my life hasn't had many surprises. It's been fairly predictable. We've been in the same town, the same house and the same church for twelve years! Coming to a fork in the road never upset me. The decisions weren't life altering. I'd love to tell you that I'm so thoughtful and weigh out all my options....but NOPE....I'm spontaneous, impulsive and visual. Usually the best looking "road" WINS!! Up until this past year I was able to make decisions easily and without a lot of consequence.<br />
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This past Sunday, our "Girls Nite In" group met and we discussed toxic relationships. (This is a ministry to teen girls where we talk about real issues they face.) During my speaking time, I shared with the teens.....over 60 of them.....something HUGE that I felt God wanted them to know. This is the major lesson the Lord has taught me this past year:<br />
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When something major happens in our world (for me, it was my Mom dying).....when life is turned upside down....when we are hurt, frustrated and discouraged.....when people leave us or let us down.....we have TWO options. Only two......<br />
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We can give up. We can sit in the corner, with our head between our knees....rocking back and forth in utter despair....all alone. We can give into the emotion of the moments and let them eat away at us.(OR) We can run to God....with all our emotions, all our tears, all our muck....and cling on to Him for dear life. We don't have to understand the "whys" of what's going on. We don't even need to solve it....we just have to trust that God knew it would happen and He is holding us up!!! I shared with the teen girls that night, that the first option leaves us alone and empty. It might feel good to hide away somewhere and fall apart. It may satisfy something in us to remove ourselves from the world and the people around us. But this is only temporary because tomorrow will come and the situation will still be there. When we CHOOSE to follow option two....and draw near to God....that won't take away the pain and hurt. It doesn't make the situation go away. What it does is direct our footsteps to a loving God who desires to walk WITH US through the thick and thin. The muddied, messy life will come and God doesn't want us to be alone....HE wants to be WITH US!!! Are you letting Him be with you??<br />
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After my Mom died....I wasn't sure how to breathe. It was so sudden that I couldn't quite catch my breath. Each day of going through her things, cleaning out her house and going to the funeral home.....cut my heart like a knife. I hated every moment of that process! I had "a fork in the road" moment and I needed to decide. I will be honest....I wanted so desperately to throw my hands up in the air and give up. To tell the Lord I was done. This game of life is not fun and I am not playing anymore. But I didn't. Through different people and situations, God kept walking alongside me putting one foot in front of the other. He breathed life in me everyday and because of HIM I am on the end of the grief journey. I don't regret choosing to draw near to Him because He has shown me the better way. He reminded me last Sunday....we have TWO choices and only TWO: Give up or Go to God. Choose wisely my sweet friends!!!! <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ-iMEIpcTvZr6aj_5N4-x0xUM1x34YZaaGryVCSi7fMj6RyTPNhgK_RRVYKH1gSn39gbQTmrhieUoS9NZFC73ASNQsypvfqRxGSiJ9uzdcEfEbz4UN9FOGKAak0l9oQ8lKX5f9whxGU/s1600/forkinroad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ-iMEIpcTvZr6aj_5N4-x0xUM1x34YZaaGryVCSi7fMj6RyTPNhgK_RRVYKH1gSn39gbQTmrhieUoS9NZFC73ASNQsypvfqRxGSiJ9uzdcEfEbz4UN9FOGKAak0l9oQ8lKX5f9whxGU/s1600/forkinroad.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Consider it pure joy, whenever you have many kinds of troubles,<br />
because you know that thes troubles test your faith and will give you<br />
perseverance (endurance, patience).Let your perseverace show itself<br />
perfectly in what you do. Then you will be mature and complete and<br />
will have everything you need." James 1:2-4<br />
</div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-78998496980486569332012-01-07T11:38:00.000-08:002012-01-07T11:38:20.939-08:00Dutch LOVE!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDPbftpahyphenhyphenS2KtjpdB9MVZF9wMcaThZ6hQ3ub9QwNUlYLCzgA8F8yJoYIHZC9Wvtcx3Ilk8w9JLpr8B5lDZrLVU0HeSDJo7OQ7BthcwrhyT_nO787e4eYmvsTRB9oRh7GP8Ft7BVZCuU/s1600/dutchbaby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDPbftpahyphenhyphenS2KtjpdB9MVZF9wMcaThZ6hQ3ub9QwNUlYLCzgA8F8yJoYIHZC9Wvtcx3Ilk8w9JLpr8B5lDZrLVU0HeSDJo7OQ7BthcwrhyT_nO787e4eYmvsTRB9oRh7GP8Ft7BVZCuU/s320/dutchbaby.jpg" width="256" /></a>Our DUTCH BABY recipe!!!! The Kuypers are fully Dutch and so these are favorites of ours!!! I have done 4 of these this morning!!!! Yummo!!!<br />
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Dutch Baby Pancakes<br />
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Preheat oven 400:<br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show">Put 2 TB butter in a cast iron skillet and stick in the oven to melt the butter....just a couple minutes.<br />
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Mix: <br />
4 eggs<br />
2/3 cup flour<br />
2/3 cup milk<br />
1/2 tsp salt<br />
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Whisk this together.....take out skillet from oven with butter melted and pour this batter in. Put back in the oven for 16 minutes. It will PUFF up in a beautiful way and flatten on the plate. Serve with butter.....squeeze of lemon and topped with powdered sugar!!! </span></div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span> </div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"><span class="text_exposed_show">ENJOY!!!!</span></div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-38435696900932547672012-01-05T09:30:00.000-08:002012-01-05T09:33:27.477-08:00A square peg…and a round hole…<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Is it possible? Can a square peg actually fit into a round hole? We have all heard this phrase and it makes perfect sense! It’s a no brainer really. What I’ve been learning, though, is when we follow the Lord nothing makes “perfect sense” anymore. It is comical because everything seems to twist and turn to where I can’t make sense of it. God does things in our lives that blow us away and the logic of life is thrown out the window. I have stopped trying to figure out what God is doing…..(can this square peg fit in that round hole?)….and just go with it. I am letting God be God and I just trust Him.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Almost three years ago, God nudged me to take my kids out of private school and homeschool them. We were struggling after the market crashed and the economy took a nose dive. There were only a few options financially we could see. I remember dismissing these thoughts over and over because I never ever wanted to homeschool!!! When I say “never ever” that is almost an understatement. I used to say to people, “You couldn’t pay me to homeschool my kids!! I want to leave that up to the professionals….that’s what we pay them for.” (For those of you that are teachers, I applaud you. It is not my gift and I am in awe of all my teacher friends.) I just couldn’t believe that GOD would want me to educate my own kids!!! Really Lord? I am unorganized and scatterbrained. I need lots of alone time to rejuvenate and being with my kids 24/7 would alter that. For someone who is not gifted as a teacher…..I would have started schooling my kids in Kindergarten, 3<sup>rd</sup> and 5<sup>th</sup> grades!!!! All these grades at once! Really Lord? Are you sure? Did I miss something? What about me getting a full time job to keep them at Grace? What about hiring someone else to teach them? Could my husband get a second job? So many questions were coming to mind. I wrestled with the Lord on this for three months! I prayed and prayed….I pleaded….I cried. It wasn’t that I was against homeschooling at all. It was all about ME. I feared messing up my kids. I feared failure. I feared what people would think of me….how would they respond….what would they say about my kids? <o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">In my mind, God was trying to take this square peg and shove me into a round hole. Let me tell you, it was painful. I fought it every step. After three months of going back and forth with the Lord, I gave in. God brought so much truth to me….showing me that I needed to trust Him. He provided everything I needed to be successful. God gave me <st1:stockticker w:st="on">FREE</st1:stockticker> curriculum which blew me away. He also gave me a sweet friend who had homeschooled for over 10 years! She was and still is a tremendous help and support. He showed me that if I leaned on Him, He would carry me through. God taught me that He made me with a purpose. I didn’t need to look like all the other homeschooling moms. I didn’t have to fit a mold. I needed to trust Him and He would use the gifts He has given me to best educate my kids. I can relax about it and enjoy the road of homeschooling with my God.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Whatever your circumstance in life are…..whatever place you are struggling….if you feel like you are a square peg being shoved into a round hole…..remember that WITH CHRIST <st1:stockticker w:st="on">ALL</st1:stockticker> THINGS <st1:stockticker w:st="on">ARE</st1:stockticker> POSSIBLE. God may make you uncomfortable for a time. He may do some things in your life that are painful and hard to understand. But He has a great plan for your life and He will not ask you to do anything alone. <o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Proverbs 3:5,6 <o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<span style="font-size: 14pt;">“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">If you are in that same process I was in of homeschooling your kids, let me encourage you with a couple things I have learned:<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;">1.)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>BE YOURSELF. School your kids with your own strengths and not someone else’s. For example, if you’re like me and NOT a morning person….start school later. We start at 10:30ish and it works for us. Some people start at <st1:time hour="8" minute="0" w:st="on">8am</st1:time> and that works for them. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">2.) USE WHAT YOU KNOW. Everyone has gifts. Mine is art. Yours might be science or math. Use how God made you to teach and encourage your kids. I tend to be creative with every subject because that’s my bend. You might do labs and experiments more often. It’s all good no matter how you do it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">3.) PROTECT YOUR HOUSE. God has created us all different. He gave me my kids because He has a purpose for me and my husband raising them. He gave you your kids with that same purpose. You are not going to run your house the same way I do….and vice versa….because God made us different. So protect your house and the way you do things. Don’t let others thwart God’s plan for your family and your homeschool.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">4.) GIVE YOURSELF FREEDOM. Homeschool will not look like “regular” school (as my 7 yr old calls it). It will look different. Give yourself the freedom to try new things….to take an afternoon off is your child needs it….to let yourself be imperfect…to ask for help when needed. Give yourself freedom to NOT BE SUPERWOMAN.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">5.) LOVE YOUR <st1:stockticker w:st="on">KIDS</st1:stockticker>. This is probably the biggest thing I’ve learned. Homeschooling your kids is such a special time between you and them. I have grown so close to my kids these past few years and I love it. I may not homeschool forever….so I am taking advantage of our time together.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Blessings to you! May the Lord move in such a way that you live life to your full potential!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530828499445103992.post-46537481347728155072011-12-27T14:06:00.000-08:002011-12-27T19:18:45.648-08:00Coffee....Mocha....Latte....Mmmmm!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBsXQ2pCMAY/TvpBvxJJDqI/AAAAAAAAABU/9uvgEbdyO_k/s1600/667811-coffee-cup-with-heart-shape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBsXQ2pCMAY/TvpBvxJJDqI/AAAAAAAAABU/9uvgEbdyO_k/s320/667811-coffee-cup-with-heart-shape.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Everyone who knows me, knows I <span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: magenta;">LOVE</span></span><span style="color: black;"> </span>coffee!! In fact, when I see a Starbucks my heart goes pitter patter!!! Last year I actually bought a Starbucks Logo Car decal....haha....I got teased so much for how big it was that I ended up not using it. Crazy, I know but it's just ME and my love. :)<br />
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I started to ponder all the reasons of why I love coffee. It's not the caffeine since that doesn't affect me. I could drink decaf all the time and that would be great. It's not the actual taste of coffee.....I definitely DON'T drink black coffee. I am all about the cream, the fluff, the fat! Pumpkin Spice Latte or Caramel Mocha are my faves!! So after many years of teasing....why coffee and me are synonymous....I had to figure out "why". Today I did.<br />
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My sister and I went to Starbucks this morning. She ordered an iced Pumpkin Spice Latte and I got a Caramel Brulee Latte with a blueberry scone for each of us. YUMMM! As we sat outside Starbucks at a cute little table in the sun we caught up on life. We don't live near each other and so it was nice to spend time together. We chatted about our kids, our families and our lives. We talked about what God is teaching us and what we struggle with. A special time with just the two of us. <br />
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I realized today that it's not really about the coffee or about Starbucks. It is about the time spent with special people in my life. I cannot tell you how much money I've spent on "coffee" over the years....or how many times I have taken up space in a Starbucks. (Although, I could come close by counting how many city mugs I own!!!) I CAN tell you that I thoroughly enjoyed my time with my sister today sharing our lives....and all the times I have sat with a teenager hashing out life.....or chatting with my friend about how to be a better mom.....or another friend venting about the frustrations of life. "Coffee" for me is not about the beverage but about the experience. It's about the memories made with people I love. It's special to me. <br />
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So now, I don't usually ask someone if they want to hang out....or go to dinner or whatever. I just ask, "Do you wanna go to coffee?" Even if we don't end up at a Starbucks....we will do something together and spend some special time. A coffee....mocha....or latte....it's ALL good!!!!Treva Kuyperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09950432271980590691noreply@blogger.com1