Meet Christie – I think she might be my red-haired, Southern twin. Thanks for humoring my questions, Christie! From our most recent chat:
I remember a few moments during our session where you were sitting apart from the kids, watching them play with their dad. And you were contented and smiling – you said something about this being your Year of Jubilee. Do share.
Last year – 2010 – was a really difficult year. The worst year of my life so far. I honestly wondered if I had done something to make God unhappy – it almost felt like it must be a punishment. At some point, though, I had a moment of clarity. And it was confirmed when friends from church came over and said God had these words for me – that this would be my Year of Jubilee. The word sort of tickled me – “jubilee.” But basically she was saying that this would be our year of favor and I took it to heart. It was like permission to move forward and dream again.
Faith is the evidence of things not seen. I decided to walk in it [my year of jubilee], even before I felt it. That’s one of the reasons that we decided this was the year to do pictures. I would have normally been more frazzled at the session but I had a peace about it. Even down to that yellow dress. An hour before our session I had nothing picked out. And then I put that on and Peter said you look pretty and I even felt pretty, and that’s just not something I say about myself.
Things are just really…good for us now.
And three boys – is it really as difficult as some imagine? I mean, do you get a lot of comments about it in public?
Yes, and it bothers me. I want people to know that children are a blessing. I only know boys because I only have boys. Sometimes I think people are limited in their thinking about boys; honestly, when I think about my boys I see their potential. I am teaching my boys to be Godly leaders…and people should be grateful for that. I think it’s an honor to have boys. [pause] And they’re so sweet…they love their mommas.
Do you have any parting words?
Honest. Love it. Seriously…twin.