Simplifying Sarah

Archive for July 2010

There are some posts that just kind of roll straight from my brain to my finger tips, before I can even  really think carefully about what I write. This is kind of one of them… I have realized today that in my quest to be a good wife, there are some parts of me that I have lost! Nothing really important, per say, but little things… So here’s a few!

  • I used to take frequent bubble baths, or have personal ‘spa’ time in my bathroom, while listening to Norah Jones & Michael Buble
  • I LOVED listening to country music while cleaning on Saturday mornings
  • Watching movies before bed time, reading almost constantly.
  • Walking aimlessly around, shopping by myself, going to the movies by myself, etc. (A lot of these were things I used to do while in Philly & Philipsburg, that are harder to do in the country).
  • Day trips, photography, scrapbooking, travelling- all things we don’t really have a lot of money to do right now. I used to love going to local parks, or places in the city and just falling in love with the scenery bey camera lens.
  • Crafty stuff, I really don’t have much of a desire to be very crafty after planning the craft event of the year, oops I mean, my wedding!
  • Web design, Graphic design, I used to love messing around with stuff and making cool things

All of these things are wonderful things, and part of me wishes I still had passion for some of them, and others I’ll come back to and pick up, now that I realize I haven’t been doing much of them… but all in all, I’m pretty glad I’ve found myself as a wife, and it’s a different person than lonely Sarah the single-girl.

What are some things you’ve sort of lost, and some things you have found in replacement (or in addition)? Soon I’ll post things I do now that I never really did much of before…

Loving Life,
-Mrs. W.


When the trash can is full and its starting to stink, what do you do? You take out the trash, put a new bag in the bin and start over. The thing furthest from your mind would be to cover it up and pretend that it doesn’t stink, right? Why do we do this so often with relationships? We pretend that everything is “fine and dandy, sweet as candy” when sometimes its just not! I know I’m guilty of letting things just blow over for the sake of peace when in reality, its just not okay! As a Christian, I’ve done this in all aspects, from friendships to my marriage relationship, to my relationship with God. There seems to be a certain level of fear- “Oh I can’t let them see me like this!”.

One British term I loved was saying things are “rubbish”. From how one feels to literal garbage, it just has a way about it. Right now, some stuff is really rubbish. Yep, some areas are stinking in my life. To get real, Mr. W and I have recently sat down and admitted just how rubbish our marriage currently is. We are committed to fixing it, which might mean taking out the parts that stink and not pretending anymore. We are surrounded by other couples from our church who have strong marriages, so I know we’ll find support there. We are picking up the pieces of our together prayer and Bible study time, putting them back together- basically starting from ground zero. We are learning about our love languages and reading through books together. We are on a journey to find what we have lost, and to get rid of the junk we’ve picked up along the way.

Psalm 127:1 says it best “Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain.” This is proving so true. We must find our center, in God, because everything else just brings destruction.

What’s rubbish in your life? Is it time to take out some trash?

-Mrs. W

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Isaiah 43:1-3a, 18-21, 25

“But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior (v. 1-3a)… “Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. The wild beasts will honor me, the jackals and the ostriches, for I give water in the wilderness, rivers in the desert, to give drink to my chosen people, the people whom I formed for myself that they might declare my praise. (v. 18-21)…“I, I am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake, and I will not remember your sins. (v.25)”

This is rocking me today. I woke up with “Isaiah 43” on my mind/heart, and had to read it. Now, the words are coming alive, almost as if God is saying these verses straight to me- specifically

  • Don’t be afraid of what is coming, stand strong in the Lord
  • Don’t get stuck in the past, allow God to be God.
  • Praise your way through, it is as essential as water.
  • God casts my sins away, and forgives me for HIS sake…

The last one is the most exciting ever!! He forgives me for HIS sake! It’s not about me, it’s NOT about me!!!! We get fixated on ourselves, so much of the time, that we miss what God is trying to do all around. If it was about me, and he saved me for my sake, then I’d be full of pride. But since it’s all about HIM and what we do for HIS glory, that means messed up me gets to make HIM famous!

In my very best moments, as a child, I could make the ‘Niglio’ name proud. Now a happily married woman, I could make Mr. W proud… but it’s not about Niglio’s, or Mr. W.’s namesake- I’m part of God’s namesake. I’m his. Because of his choosing, and doing.

It’s never been about me, isn’t that great? Guess what…. it’s not about you, either.

-Mrs. W.

I’m not feeling the best today, but at least I have the love of my wonderful husband, and of course my dog, Berkley. (The cat likes me when I feed her). Meet Berkley! He’s awesome :-).

PS: Thanks for all of the awesome comments on my first real post on WordPress. Wonderful!

-Mrs. W.

I feel like I’ve been experiencing so many changes in life, lately. I’m learning a few things about change, and I guess my first ‘real’ post on wordpress can be this blog. Just a few thoughts I’ve had running around my brain.
When everything changes…

Where are you?
When everything changes in life, where do you go? Do you turn to God, to your church, and to your brothers and sisters in Christ… or do you turn to “the world”? The world can only offer superficial things, depression, heartache, loneliness… possibly happiness, but not true joy. I’m noticing more and more that I used to turn to the world, even though I loved God. It wasn’t that I didn’t know better- I just didn’t think about my actions, before I acted out… this definitely led to some instability and depression. Now, I’m trying to stop freaking out when stuff starts cracking… I’ve been turning more to God- letting him pick up the pieces, count them, and put Humpty back together again. My glue kind of sucks, even when I’m successful in and of myself. However, God’s glue is more potent than Gorilla Glue.

Who are you?
When everything changes in life, who are you? I’ve been thining lately about things I’ve seen and done in my past, as well as things I’ve seen others do. I’ve seen people go through times of change and lose their identity. One minute you know them, and the next minute they act completely different, and sometimes it makes you think ‘Who are you, and where did _____ go?’ Those moments are OUCH moments. Ouch when you have to ask someone that, because they’re typically offended, and ouch when it’s your turn to be asked those questions… It’s like- hold up, whoa, stop for a minute, sorry for the inconvenience, but in whom does your identity lie? I’m guilty of saying I’m a Daughter of the King, but when it comes to harsh changes, questioning that same King. In those times, I need to ask myself “Hold up, who are you- and where did Sarah really go?”

What are you?
When everything changes, what are you really made of? This isn’t really a point as much as it is a question. I’d say that concerning Mr. W’s job changes we’ve dealt with since marriage, that I’ve consistently been in a whirlwind of change. Sometimes it feels like just when the winds stop blowing, and things start to settle, I see the trees blowing softly again, the winds starting all over again. My faith needs to be built on solid rock, not shifting sands. There is nothing worse than a windy day at the beach when you get sand blown into your eyes. It’s happened to me before, and it basically sucks. If you build your faith, and your foundation on something shifty, it’ll ruin your vision and your perspective.

Once again, Mr. W is changing jobs. We’re hoping and praying that this job will be the one he gets hired in full time. It’s been since December of 2008 since he’s had a full time permanent job (not through a temp service). I feel as if my glue bottle is empty, and God is the only one I can turn to. People ask why he is changing jobs so much, and I don’t have an answer- I just don’t know. All of this has helped me grow into a woman who turns to God, and who isn’t afraid of asking for help from her church family… I’m also no longer afraid of boldly proclaiming that I am a Child of God, and that I’m pretty sure I don’t have bones, I have steel rods that keep me standing. 🙂 Okay, maybe no steel rods, but I’m solid.

Where, Who, and What…Three questions to ask yourself in the midst of change… and maybe just maybe, the “Why is this happening to me?” won’t overtake you as much.

Praying God’s Best,
-Mrs. W.

So, I’ve heard that wordpress is more customizable than blogger, and with deleting my old maiden name email address, I deleted my old blog, sort of intentionally, sort of accidentally. Here I am. This is a bit more difficult to navigate than what I’m used to. I’m trying to figure out how to make it look like I want it to. How do I change my header font?

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