December 6th, 2012 by Lisa

I often use lisabeloved as my username when signing up for something online. It goes as far back with me as being my main email address, and it’s really become part of my identity online. And for some reason, I just felt inclined to explain what it means to me.

What does it mean.

Well, I stole it from John. John the beloved.

There was actually a study I did called Beloved Disciple. Not that I really remember much about the study itself, but the impression it left on me really stuck. The intimacy of being a disciple, of being close to Christ. It’s the farthest thing from religion you can get.

Every time I see or write that name, lisabeloved, I see myself being loved. I hear God saying my name and calling me His beloved. It really is the most tender and intimate thing. And it’s my name. It’s my identity.

Barbra, Josh, Barbra + Josh

December 5th, 2012 by Lisa

Not too long ago I re-watched Hello Dolly, and also watched Funny Girl for the first time. Needless to say I’ve been on a Barbra Streisand kick ever since! (If you don’t know who she is, all you have to do is listen.)

While listening to a Youtube playlist, I came across a duet Barbra sang with Josh Groban, my other favorite voice! I was ecstatic. After that I got on a little Josh Groban kick (again), and came across a certain song I’ve heard before, but it hit me in a whole new way this time.

So I invite you to listen to my little song compilation: People by Barbra (from Funny Girl), Hidden Away by Josh, and You’re All I Know Of Love by Barbra and Josh.


Hidden Away

You’re All I Know Of Love

And hey, here’s Hello Dolly while I’m at it.

Barbra with a dash of Louis. You’re welcome.

What Faith Really Is

December 4th, 2012 by Lisa

The fire beneath is of orange and black
A gift to souls full of lack
Hunger feeds, rising recedes
The earth is full of such glory

Commanding, contrasting, contemplating
Slow down, confound, compound, relax
Let go, too slow, don’t show, too much
Some seasons change and stay the same

Creaking, creeping, crawling, cautious
Wary sinners, weeping, wanting
Once in a lifetime, never again
Old senses dawn new thought

Drink up, drink deep, drink well
It’s here for you, so take it
Over and over, never will fail
Stars breathed to life
In His arms lies us all

To rest is to trust
To have faith beyond sight
To not know but assured
when it’s out of your hands
To believe is to live with your life
what you know in your head
To remember His faithfulness
is what faith really is – I’m Impressed!

November 28th, 2012 by Lisa

Just stumbled across this site in my entrepreneurial pursuits, and it blew my mind! Actually, I have my mom to credit for finding it. But this is awesome, not just for the idea itself, but for all the ideas people come up with to sell for $5! is a website where people sell a wide variety of skills, services or resources for $5. The simplicity of it is sweet, and the ideas people come up with to sell are both entertaining and impressive!

It’s true that it’s a great way to under sell yourself, however if you’re smart with it you can sell simple tasks or abilities you have that you enjoy doing – for me, playing with photos – and get paid for it! Even if it’s just a few bucks, it can add up quick!

View my profile and my first few Fiverr gigs:

fiverr website

Jillian Nicole

November 16th, 2012 by Lisa

I almost forgot to post these!

P.S. My sister is gorgeous

His Most Excellent Harmonies

November 11th, 2012 by Lisa

Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.

Summing it all up, friends, I’d say you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious – the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies.

Philipians 4:6-9, The Message

Perfect Self-Reminder This Morning

October 22nd, 2012 by Lisa

“This is true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy”
-George Bernard Shaw

Secondary, Primary

October 20th, 2012 by Lisa

Is poetry a rose
Is emptiness black, or white
Is shyness a veil, or a wall
Is victory a flag
Is sorrow a blanket
Is love binding, or dividing

Are shadows transparent
What sounds like relief
When does lightning strike
Who comes at the cry
Where goes the dawn

Does loveliness speak
Does shame know no song
Does swiftness prolong
Does redemption relieve

Made to be held
Two halves of a whole
Need foundation besides

Secondary, primary
Set up to fail

Let me fail, Star Breather, let me fail

Leaving on a Jet Plane

October 16th, 2012 by Lisa

This song is a long time favorite of mine, aaaand as I’m leaving on a plane for Arizona tomorrow, thought it appropriate to share!
Sweet scene from the movie Armageddon:

Full song by Chantal Kreviazuk:


Painting with Questions

October 15th, 2012 by Lisa

When is love gentle, and when does it rage?
When is it honest, and when does it save?
What can I trust, when can I speak?
Where does the truth and my feelings meet?
Can I trust myself, catch a glimpse of liberty high on the shelf.
To what does my soul bring, to what does it sing.
What do I wait for, what do I mean?

How long, how far, how come, why?
Who knows, wind blows, snow’s cold.
How soon, how near, how goes the storm?
Need to stay safe, need to stay warm.

All I have, and can give, these liquid prayers.
And thanks for goodness I know that is not yet here.

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