adoption photography

Back in March I was shooting a wedding with a photographer friend of mine( and she is fantastic, has her own successful business, and it fun to work with! I expressed an interest in getting into photography and she volunteered to take me on as her pupil one day.

I started thinking and praying about moving forward and asking God how on earth I could combine this with other passions I have; teaching English, adoption, and ministry to families with little ones. Then suddenly I knew. [Birth family photography.] I remember how wonderful it was to have a friend come and shoot some sweet(professional) pictures of Kip and I right after he was born. Why not pursue doing this for other birth families and forever families?!

I’ve gotten slightly more acquainted with photography and, specifically, Canon cameras since March; the more I do it the more I absolutely love the feeling of capturing moments of life!

I’m pursuing this in prayer, asking God to supply my photography needs(camera and gear, $ for training, etc…). I would love it if you would consider praying about this with me! Also, please share any concerns and/or encouragements.

Children and mothers never truly part, bound together by the beating of one another’s heart.


comparison vs thankfulness

“Circumstances don’t breed discontentment, comparison does.”

When I first read that it hit me like a half-ton of bricks(not quite like a full ton).

Then I started thinking about how to combat discontentment. I’m not really sure what the actual opposite of comparison is, but I decided that for me it is [thankfulness]. Does that make sense? I’ve made up my mind to start naming off things I am thankful for when I start to feel that need to compare and feel sorry for myself.

God has blessed me with so many wonderful gifts and has placed me in such a great place. And it is a much better use of my time to be thankful for what He has done for me and the opportunities I have to be light than wishing I thing were different.

Are you in a place in life where you really need to choose thankfulness? It isn’t usually the first thing we turn to do. But may we learn to first choose thankfulness before complaining/comparing/self-pity.

Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

500ish words

A few months ago I had to put mine and Ben’s story into 500 words. It was *hard*. There is a lot that went on between the bellow paragraphs, but if I was to write it out we would be here for the next week 😉

Enjoy! Feel free to leave questions/comments or private message me via facebook 🙂 

 ❤ …

One evening in the fall of 2010 I came home and sobbed my heart out to Abby, my roommate. You see, I had this thought that I hoped that some day something could come of this boy and I. I felt awful about it though. Ben is 3 years younger, we treated each other as brother/sister, and he probably didn’t even think of me beyond that.

The Wishart’s became a big part of my life and so I spent a lot of time around them. I saw the respect and admiration Ben has for his parents/older siblings/leaders, how he treated those god put in his path, and his passion for pursuing God and applying Truth to his life. He treated Abby and I in a fun, but respectful, brotherly fashion.

Over the end part of last year and early part of this year I thought I had convinced myself that I didn’t care about Ben in “that way” and that would be that. But…things started coming up again. I’d catch Ben’s eye or he would make some comment and it would make me wonder if something was actually there. Could it be?!

As things continued to build I talked to a few close friends and asked them to just be praying. I refused to be the one who would initiate the DTR, as badly as I wanted that conversation to happen. I don’t think I have ever been taught so much about patience and waiting on God’s timing as I did this spring. 

During a conversation I ended up telling Ben that I just wasn’t sure where I stood with some people and it was hard. Heh. He knew exactly what I was reffering to. April 29th Ben said he wanted to grab coffee that week and talked about what we were thinking, feeling, and just have some things out on the table. We worked things out to meet at a coffee shop on the 3rd. All day long my heart was in my throat. Would he say he wanted to clarify that I am just a sister to him…or…would this be the beginning of “maybe someday”?

It was the start of Maybe Someday! Benjamin and I have been dating for 10 months now. Since we have known each other for several years our conversation is not the usual “getting to know you” questions. But we still have SO much fun together and always learn something new about each other. I fall in love with Benjamin a little more each day. I love how he sees life and how he goes after it; I adore his odd sense of humor; how he helps me see and understand God more; and the fact that I can just be myself around him. 🙂

God’s timing is perfect…He sees all the little details of our stories and how they will be best woven together!

Giveaway link!

So, there is a lovely little Shabby Apple giveaway going on over HERE. You should totally check it out!


I would put the gift card toward this lovely little number (I need this color in my wardrobe!)

AND you should totally check out the rest of the YoungHomemakers website, because there is some really good stuff being said 🙂

Soon enough I will be refreshing the look of the blog and updating you all on the happening of the last 1oish months. It has been the most wonderful, yet sometimes painful, but ohsowonderful! God is good. His gifts are good. He is faithful!


Bex (Rebekah)

love anyway

I came over here to blog a little about being open and real with those I love and how that leaves me vulnerable and a scared.

Then I realized I had just blogged about that a few weeks ago. 😛 I guess I am still facing that though. Now I sound all angsty-teenager-dealing-with-being-insecure. Oh dear.

But…I do have a few thoughts to write out.

When you love someone you are honest and real with them. Yes, that makes you vulnerable and feel scared…wondering if it is joy or a hurting heart that will come later. But it is worth it; that is what I keep reminding myself of.

Love anyway.

HE loves even when I am turn my back to Him. HE loves when I am completely unlovable. HE loved me before anyone ever did. And HE showed His love for me by dying for me. So I will love Him and seek Him…and I will love those He has placed me in friendship with.


Sometimes things are better left unsaid. You see, once spoken it can never be unsaid. But, is that so bad? A fear exposed, love confessed, a dream shared, joy expressed. This is what makes, and I suppose can also break, relationships.

Be vulnerable.

This is coming from the girl that “seems to always have friends” and trusts to a fault. While making friends is easy and something I love to do, deepening a friendship is something that scares the heck out of me. To put it bluntly. “He/She won’t understand this part of who I am” is a something I often face…even with friends I have known for quite a while and know me fairly well. But all of my past God has used to make me who I am today.

Be vulnerable.

I keep telling myself that it is worth it to be vulnerable. I *know* it is. But being so is easier said than done.

Nothing else to share…yes, this is all.  Just some thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head the last little while.