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My name is Courtney. I am a Substance Abuse Therapist training to be a Mental Health Counselor. I desire to possess a sense of wonder each day. Join me.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Too much

My day was too full. My heart is heavy. My mind is busy. 
I want to yell or cry, but I don't have the time or energy for either.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Blessing

Courtney Lyn
daughter of Michelle Kay
daughter of Janet Kay
daughter of June
daughter of Margaret

Tonight I was able to attend the baby/belly blessing of my dear friend, Jen.
We made yarn bracelets that felt together as you wear it.
As you wrap the strands around your wrist you share your lineage as the Hebrew women would do.
The bracelet is a reminder to pray for this new baby and the family.
Traditionally, you cut the bracelet off after the baby arrives.

We discussed connection and womanhood.

I was the only single/childless woman present, and it was an honor to be include with this group of beautiful, Christ-following ladies.

We prayed over Jen.

Her tummy was decorated with Henna.

A special time of celebration, wonder, and anticipation.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

This day

I haven't felt too happy in my job as of late.

I do care deeply about the teens that I work with,
but I've felt so exhausted, drained and discouraged by the little details of my position (driving too much, late nights ect).

 Isn't it amazing that The Creator of the universe knows our hearts perfectly?

Today, I was provided with necessary encouragement.

After lunch, I went to see AJ. It was my first time seeing him since he's returned from intensive treatment. AJ said to me, "Courtney, I just feel so good (being clean)". He shared how he has gotten rid of his drug paraphernalia and had his mom clean out their medicine cabinets. "I'm just really into skating and staying out of trouble now". Happy for him.

At 2:30pm, I returned to the office and found two former clients waiting for me. They randomly stopped by "just to check in". They are both doing well. One told me about his new job. The other pulled a mini NT out of his backpack. Then, he read Acts 17 aloud to me. I felt that Christ was literally the fourth person in our unexpected conversation that followed.

I mean seriously? only God could be making up this stuff...

Most days, I feel that I put in lots and lots of effort but rarely see clear pictures of redemption, but on this day I have been acutely aware of the greatness of God and my role in His story.

Thankful.