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When We Believe

2020-12-10
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We always thought that we’d spend a few years living internationally.

It was a goal, in a way, a dream even, especially for Jake. He joined a company out of college in part because of their work all over the world and opportunities for that.

So far it has taken us to a handful of places across the country that we’ve grown to love. We imagined our next project would be the right timing for an international assignment when this one ended this year. Perhaps Australia, Europe, the Middle East. It all enticed us with the opportunity for experience–for all of us.

We planned to spend maybe seven more years living in diverse places and then settle down and build our own home on a piece of land somewhere closer to family.

Covid changed trajectories for a lot of people, and we did not escape its course derailing. There’s still hope for the possibility of international living in our future, we haven’t closed those doors, but it’s interesting to me that even before covid, before the world stopped and changed so many plans, I was already feeling the desire to change mine.

The summer before last we stumbled upon a piece of land among sprawling pastures and green hills and my heart drew me in to the possibility of settling down, sooner. I felt drawn to this land like nothing before. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was breathtaking! My mind caught hold on all the possibilities of working together on our own piece of land, sooner, and my dreams started building themselves.

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We researched the land and considered our options, but still the price and so many unknowns in our future seemed daunting at best. We didn’t know where our next job would be, how we could afford it, or how it would all work out, but when I starting thinking on these things, a whisper of encouragement often entered my mind,

“With God all things are possible.”

It was subtle yet unmistakable, because I knew the whisperer.

I just needed to trust Him.

I clung to those whispers to hold onto hope and possibility and started building my dreams until one day in prayer He whispered to me again. I felt it so clearly in my heart and in my mind.

We had arranged the financing, researched the land, worked with the agent, and considered our plans, praying for help and guidance through it all.

A few days before we put in an offer on the land, I prayed to Heavenly Father about it all and asked if we should move forward with it.

That’s when He whispered to my heart again. It was an overwhelming love, a distinctly fatherly love so encouraging, and I felt Him say, “Go get it, I’ve got your back.”

For the past year I have clung to those words and that feeling as people changed plans, better offers came in, and we stepped in hole after hole in our efforts to obtain it. But God was planting seeds in those holes, and those whispers gave me hope enough to believe it, even while our feet felt stuck.

Over the past year with each offer and change and roadblock, my heart would sink and anxious stirrings captured my thoughts for a time. But then I would settle, and I’d remember that God keeps His word. And I’d remember the words He shared with me, the whispers that I felt, and I’d keep hoping.

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I remember when I first felt that assurance I told Jake, “Even if we hit roadblocks or if other offers come in, or whatever, I just know that He is going to help us get it. I just know it.”

That’s how powerful connections with heaven can be. That’s why we need to record and remember them.

And we need to believe.

Now here we are, 16 months since those first whispers to my heart and the land is finally OURS. 😭🙏❤️

God is real. His love is real, and so is His help.

He is over all, so aware of us and desiring to help us if we trust Him, if we hope, if we BELIEVE He will.

We still have challenges, but it’s the greatest feeling having God on our team. I feel so very hopeful! I KNOW that with God ALL things ARE possible.

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#mamanotes

“God expects you to have enough faith and determination and enough trust in Him to keep moving, keep living, keep rejoicing. In fact, He expects you not simply to face the future (that sounds pretty grim and stoic); He expects you to embrace and shape the future–to love it and rejoice in it and delight in your opportunities.

God is anxiously waiting for the chance to answer your prayers and fulfill your dreams, just as He always has. But He can’t if you don’t pray, and He can’t if you don’t dream. In short, He can’t if you don’t believe.”

-Jeffrey R. Holland

I wrote an instagram post back in July of 2019 when I first saw the land, a year and a half ago. It’s beautiful to me to look back on that hope and those dreams that I’m still dreaming. They are so much closer now. <3

You can read it here.

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Oregon Coast Road Trip

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We took a road trip to Oregon in the fall of last year. It was one of those trips I wanted to take for years, and one I often think about since.

Sometimes we even dream of buying a little cottage along a river nestled in those pines and wild blackberry bushes, minutes from the coast, even for just a year or two. It’s a happy thought I dream of from time to time.

Someday we’ll be back, if for nothing else than to feel the thrill of our heart’s content.

This was a last minute trip (as most of our trips are). We had hardly a plan except to explore and enjoy, which landed us on top of a volcano, through the cityscape, and to the sands of the pacific just on day two. We struggled to find a place to stay each night (it was Labor Day weekend) but ended up with just what we needed.

In four days we totaled 31 hours of driving in the car, but we mixed it up with park stops, beach play, and lots and lots of snacks. And the drive was half the fun with all the beauty we got to see together!

It was an incredible trip, one of my very, very favorites.

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What we say (almost) the most

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We celebrated 10 years together this summer. It’s been so great. I could go on about the profound blessing of these 10 years married to him, but I’ll save that for a love letter (for now 😘).

BUT I would like to share something. It’s what I write on advice cards at bridal showers.

Throughout our whole marriage, other than “I love you,” the thing that Jake and I say most often to each other is, “we’ve got to get to bed earlier.”

I know that everyone is different with different circumstances (including babies that don’t sleep through the night 🙋‍♀️) but if I can offer any advice it’s this–

Go to bed early and get up early and establish this routine IN YOUR BONES so that when the babies come & the schedules change & all the hard things stand in your way, you will be able to stick to this one DOMINO habit that affects the success of EVERY day & every other good thing you desire to do.

We’re still trying to be more consistent with this (clearly 🤪) but we KNOW. It’s incredible the difference it makes!

When we go to bed early & get up early before the kids & before work, we get that quiet space just for us, that time to think and read and pray and create. Time with God & with our thoughts. And time to get our bodies moving.

At night we can still have the kind of easing out, connecting space after the kids get to bed. But when we forego the tired, decompressing scrolling space that we drag out at night because it’s just so nice to have that time to ourselves or forego trying to get those things done that we’re too tired (or emotional) to do anyway… if we give that up and go to bed early…

We get the inspiring, rejuvenating, illuminating space that is ours to do whatever we want with in the morning (and without the guilt of staying up late!)

It’s motivating & centering & helps us start out the day on top (which is so great because we all know how we can feel at the end.)

And this is coming from a long time night owl🌙. It’s worth it! Early mornings alone are incredible (& life changing).

Plus it’s in scripture & so many people recommend it too. So there’s that.👌🌤

(Now if we can just make a SOLID habit of it 😜.)

We will, eventually👊😘

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Taken Care Of

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Ava was surprised the other day when she heard that we can bake things with pumpkin.  (Clearly I’m still coming out of hibernation after having the twins, just starting to make a full week of dinners over here.)

BUT I am excited about baking again, it satisfies Ava’s love of making things and I love the opportunity it gives us to give some away, to have an easy excuse to go visit people.

We made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies for the first time the other day. I promised the kids that we’d get outside and ride bikes, and as the last of the cookies finished and the sun began to wane, we quickly dropped some off to the lady a few doors down that let us borrow her ground cloves.

As the kids geared up to head out the door again, I thought about how this may be the best time to offer them to someone else, so I stood by the door wondering WHO to bring them to.

I quickly thought of the elderly man a few floors above us, he lost his wife to cancer just the week before.

I had never met him, but I cared about him. I put a few on a plate and wrapped them up, wrote a note at Ava’s request and ran out to meet the other kids already playing in the hallway.

I imagined he might have family there, might be out somewhere, or might not care for visitors. Maybe he was doing just fine, we could just drop them off real quick.

He didn’t have family there, or visitors. A pile of funeral programs and two vases of flowers still sat on his table. He greeted us gratefully, responded that he was “hanging in there,” and didn’t seem to mind the kids hanging on my legs as we talked.  He told me about his family, showed me a poem his autistic granddaughter wrote for him, and spoke of his last days with his wife with tears in his eyes. We talked for thirty minutes in his doorway, he mostly talked and I mostly listened, feeling my own tears and wishing I knew a way to better comfort him. Another lady down the hall toted my kids back and forth in her wagon until she got tired and Thea had to go potty.

I mentioned we’d better go home to the bathroom and he offered we use his. So we went inside and talked some more.

When we turned to leave, he looked down at the cookies and the funeral pamphlets next to them, his mouth pressed to keep back the tears.

I felt for him.

I wondered then, hesitant to leave him, perhaps people aren’t as “taken care of” as we think.

Are we ever “taken care of?”

I’m learning just how much we are all in need.

It’s inspiring to me the way God weaves our paths with others, the ones we need and who need us. When we are open to it, we see how we can reach out in simple ways. Ways for Him, and ways that take care of us both.

There’s a powerful feeling that comes when we take care of each other, when we try where we can, even when we’re not sure it’s needed or not sure we know how.

I imagine we both feel it. It’s God’s love we’re really sharing. We learn how to love more like Him and we get to feel His love because of that. Because we try. And that makes all the difference. #mamanotes

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Potty Training Twins

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(and how I’ve actually enjoyed it)

Potty training the twins has been so interesting to me. I dreaded it and put it off and mentally geared myself up for it for weeks while they insisted on using the potty and tried to put on underwear. So when the rain came and planned to stick around for days, I figured we might as well go for it since we’d be staying inside a lot of the time anyway.

But I still dreaded it.

Monday morning I thought of a great heap of reasons why we should put it off another few days or weeks, but Ava was too excited to show them their new underwear and I’d been putting her off for just as long too.

So we did it, we’ve been doing it. Five days in and we’re still not in the clear, but we’re getting there! And it’s surprising to me how much I’ve been enjoying it. How in the world have I been enjoying it?!

I’ve been back to back wiping up messes, folding laundry, dumping potties, picking up juice boxes, and soaking up spills. We’ve been up a lot at night, up too early in the morning, and up more than my body seems up to. I’ve been so tired. 

But I planned for this.

I planned to be 100% present and 100% WITH THEM. (Because how can you protect your couch without that?)

But that has made all the difference.

I think perhaps I have enjoyed my twins more than I ever have before. I’m enjoying them so much! We all are. I’ve laughed with them, cuddled with them, cheered for them. All day I read with them, played with them, LOOKED at them. Really saw them.

And now I see their squinty eyed, gap-toothed smiles as they lean their face into mine and feel my heart swell to bursting because of just how much I LOVE them. And I love this time with them. They are so adorable! So despite the challenges and the fatigue and the many moments I sink, I appreciate all this. It’s been so good.

And it’s inviting that much more joy in our home. #mamanotes

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