Skip to content

STEFANIE BOYCE

  • WELCOME
  • ABOUT
  • BLOG
  • ENDORSEMENTS
  • TEACHING
  • SPEAKING
  • MEDIA
  • CONTACT

Grandpa Bolling

Grandpa Bolling

May 22, 2009March 26, 2016 stefanieboyce

Look no further! We have found out where Jayden get’s his size…Stefanie’s dad, Grandpa Bolling!

Share this:

  • Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)
  • Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)
  • Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)

Like this:

Like Loading...
Posted in Uncategorized

Post navigation

Previous postmy newest cleaner!
Next postEmily…a great new seat!

Recent Posts

  • finding myself in the midst of grief
  • Clippings, Lashes and Lament
  • One year after the funeral: Comments on Light, Comfort, and Community

Categories

Search

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

  • Facebook
  • Instagram
  • Pinterest

Facebook

Facebook

Instagram

When I was completing my yoga immersion certification program, I noticed the way I was learning yoga was the same pattern as discipleship: learn, watch, practice, teach, repeat. We began learning in a classroom setting, understanding the background and foundations of yoga. And because I took class with #YogaFaith everything was taught from a biblical worldview. Then we moved to our mats, observing our instructor demonstrating what each pose looked like, examining the cues to get into the posture, with modifications and ways to explore each pose. Then we practiced with our own bodies. Everyone’s poses a bit different because each body, experience, and individual practice is different. Yoga isn’t about perfection, it’s about the process. Once we practiced it for ourselves we cued one another, teaching the pose. I’m not gonna lie, I was intimidated to teach what I myself was still learning, but my yoga instructor told me, all teachers are students. The minute you stop being a student, you cease being a teacher. It’s the same for discipleship. We begin by setting our foundation firmly on Scripture. It’s through this lens we practice. As we begin, we watch. We watch the examples of the lives left behind in Scripture, we watch Jesus, we watch one another and take notes. But watching isn’t enough. We have to actively engage our faith. We have to practice. At first, it’s awkward trying new ways of love or being in the world. But we make adjustments and over time notice the more we practice, the more familiar we become with the ways of Christ. Then as we practice-because we never arrive-we pass on what we know. Over and over and over again. It’s this continuous process: learn, watch, practice, teach, repeat we work out our faith. It’s this continuous process We live and move and have our being. How are you living this out on or off your mat? Do your work this week 9:30 a or 6:30 p. TU + TH. Men and women welcome. Beginners especially welcome but classes are open to any level. Gentle flow, deep stretching, some balance work. Increase your flexibility and spend time breathing into whatever season God has you in.
Another great weekend logged in the camper! We had such a great time with the Karlstrand’s, Cathy said she may even go again! Thanks for inviting us!
My first pediatric hospice patient I met passed away today. My heart is heavy knowing a mom down the road from me is in her first few hours of day one on the other side. And I am here. Helpless. I left a message, but in times like this, I wonder. Do I just show up or do I respect her space? I want to rush over there. But that may not be what she wants-and that is what I want most-what she wants. To be honest, I don’t think there’s an “appropriate” response. I am a volunteer, not a “friend” or family member. And as much as this is not about me, I find myself wondering, how do I go about my day holding this news in tension with my own grief and my own plans for the day? Tangled-I wait for a response. I can’t just get this news and continue about my day without pausing-regardless if she responds-without remembering this sweet little girl that in our brief encounters, impacted me deeply. So we painted rocks. I told Ellie the news, because this little one has been on our prayer list for awhile. Because I am not protecting her from bad news, I am teaching her how to navigate bad news. We talked about J and B and how they have a new friend to welcome. We talked about the sister who remains and how she must feel. We picked out a rock that represented heaven’s newest one and placed it next to Brooklyn’s magnolia tree. “Mom, do you think Brooklyn will pull her new friend’s hair?” We laughed. “I don’t know, Ellie. I bet she’s a bit nicer in heaven, but still a stinker.”
I have a few tickets left...don’t miss out on this great opportunity to help get @matthiasacademy doors open! . If J and B were here, this is where they’d go with their friends when they turned 22. Let’s help create this wonderful space where exceptional people can thrive! $20 ea
It’s always good to go back and ask, “why am I doing what I am doing?” The beginning holds all the answers. And God loves small beginnings. He loves to see the work begin. But sometimes, we lose sight of why we started, or we keep doing the same thing without ever pausing to see if it’s time to grow or shift, stop or change, continue or undo. We get stuck working the same job, having the same conversations, and doing the same things without ever asking if it’s what we should still be doing. Just because it was right two years ago, doesn’t mean it’s right now. Remembering and revisiting our why is a great way to live intentionally. Spend some time today remembering why you started: Yoga 9:30 a + 6:30 p 2901 N Delany Rd suite 104 First class is free.
Bowling with friends...not a bad way to spend a rainy, summer day.
Powered by WordPress.com.
loading Cancel
Post was not sent - check your email addresses!
Email check failed, please try again
Sorry, your blog cannot share posts by email.
%d bloggers like this: