How did Easter Become About Eggs and Bunnies?

40 Days of Easter | Day 1

Today is the first day of lent.  This Lenten season I am committed to blogging daily about Easter.  This idea came around Christmas when I was doing 12 Days of Handmade and Homemade Christmas.

I love Christmas.  I love the love, joy and hope that comes from the greatest gift born to us that day, Christ.  I love the spirit of kindness and gift-giving that I see all around me because of that.

Christmas marks the birth of Christ.  Easter marks the death and resurrection of Christ.  Our salvation.

To me, Easter seems like it should be more important than our culture cares to make it.  Instead of Easter bringing the highest level of joy and hope anyone could possibly experience while dwelling in the truth of our salvation we are actually merely celebrating an ode to the coming of spring by saturating this holiday with bunnies and eggs.

I want to bring Easter alive and, if not for anyone else, wrap my heart around the gift I was given 2013 years ago.

So, today is day one of prepping my heart for the Easter celebration of our risen savior.  I thought the best place to start would be to educate myself and my readers on the origins of the bunnies and the eggs so we can move past that 🙂

How did Easter Become About Eggs and Bunnies?

Today, on Easter Sunday, many families wake up to Easter egg hunts and Easter baskets brought by the Easter bunny.  Kids run around the house hunting for eggs and munching on candy.

Hares and rabbits historically are a symbol of fertility because they reproduce like crazy.  You know, the whole “making love like rabbits” idea still persists 😉  Because of their symbol of fertility they naturally became the symbol of new life in the spring celebrations.

The Easter egg hunt began because children believed hares laid eggs in the grass.  This idea comes from historic Rome because they believed “All life comes from an egg.”

The origin of dying or coloring eggs is unclear but in ancient Persia, Greece, Rome, and Egypt they colored eggs as a part of their spring festivals.  And in medieval Europe colored eggs were given as gifts.

See ya tomorrow for more!

Kaia Calhoun

A Musician’s Wife’s Reality

Wednesday Words

My friend Becky posted this blog yesterday morning and inspired me to share my similar, yet different story.

A traditional marriage has a stay-at-home mom, kids, and a 9 – 5 working husband.  In this model the husband works all day to provide for the family while the wife stays at home caring for the kids and then they all get to spend the evening and weekends together.

A couple of years ago, within a month, Josh and I both transitioned into full-time self-employment.  A year later Citizen Way, Josh’s band, was signed and I had to wean off of most of my part-time/freelance gigs to put enough time into my business, a Sunshine Moment.

As a result, in my marriage, I am the bread-winner right now, which is a joke because I am an artist, and my husband sometimes spends weeks at a time away from the house.  This makes me responsible for taking care of our home, making the money, doing our budget, paying the bills, taking care of the dogs, and taking care of myself. I’ve become all too aware that this wouldn’t be nearly as difficult if I was single and only paying bills for one person while splitting the rent with a roommate or two.  Not to mention, I’d have people around.

So, as Josh is gone for days or weeks at a time I work overtime in my little corner to pay our bills.  I don’t complain anymore.  Yes, this means I used to.  I used to take it hard when Josh left for a few days at a time.  Now our normal is weeks at a time so I push any inconvenient feelings into a box in the back corner of my brain and lock them back there.

Most people think what we have is ideal.  I mean we’re doing what we love and getting paid for it right?  Yes we are doing what we love.  But, currently, Josh isn’t really getting paid for it and I’m barely getting paid for it.  It’s the fact of our life and a risk we have to take in hopes that money will come eventually.

So this is my norm.  And after this past week, I would take that every day if I didn’t have to live what I’m living right now…

On Thursday Josh left for 4+ weeks of nonstop touring.

On Friday my mom called to tell me my Grandma decided to stop dialysis (this means she has about 2 weeks to live).

On Sunday that knowledge, despite my best efforts of to contain it, traveled from my head to my heart and spilled over as buckets of messy, snotty tears.

Yesterday I was pushed further.  Sam first snatched a chocolate chip cookie right off the table while I was in the bathroom.  When I found him all that was left were crumbs and chocolate smears all over my couch.  A couple hours later I came home from running a vital errand for the band to find he’d managed to get into the bathroom and distribute the contents of the trash all over the house and snatch the box of donuts off of a different table and polish them off.

Something in me snapped.  After almost throwing Sam out of the house to be in time out I melted to a puddle of wailing in the middle of my kitchen floor.  I picked myself up only to crumple again onto the more favorable, carpeted floor of the living room.  When I finally reached a state of numbness, I let Sam in, and spent the next two hours completely still and silent on my couch.  I dozed in-between bouts of just staring at the wall.  I have never felt so alone and helpless.

The worst part is I told myself I would be strong because there’s nothing worse than having a needy wife at home making a mess of herself.  But it appears I can only manage for so long before succumbing to my black hole of remorse.

My grandma does not know Jesus.  So even though she is still alive my fear and grief for her soul is consuming my whole body.  I have prayed for her consistently for a year and a half and now and with only two weeks left to reach her I simply feel hopeless.

Perhaps this is me reaching out for help. But all I really want is for my grandma to find Jesus so I ask that you simply pray your hearts out for her because the prayers of one broken-hearted girl is not enough anymore.

Book Review: A Voice in the Wind

Josh has been gone for almost a week and a half so that means I’ve finished a 496 page novel and already started the next on in the series 🙂

Ordinarily I succumb to watching Disney movies, or at least having them on for the vocal company, but for this spread of alone time I resolved to commit to keeping the TV off and picking up a book instead.  I had barely started A Voice in the Wind before Josh left and I finished it at 2:30am Saturday night.

If you are like me and prefer to know as little about a story as possible before diving in, I simply tell you this tale is about a young Jewess facing the calamity and debauchery of a post Nero Roman civilization.  So, count this your SPOILER ALERT and skip the Summary but the rest of the content is safe for you.  However, I do reveal very little in the Summary.

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SUMMARY

A Voice in the Wind is the first installment of a three book series by Francine Rivers called Mark of the Lion.  The story is split from multiple perspectives with a main character a couple secondary characters and a couple more tertiary characters.

The predominant main character is a teenage Judean slave girl named Hadassah.  She is a soft-spoken, humble, and compassionate Christian.  The reader begins with her in a rotting Jerusalem with her dying family.

Our secondary characters, Atretes, Marcus, and Julia, narrate the story intermittently as well.

Atretes has the second most noticeably dominant voice.  He is a barbaric and to-the-core macho, yet beautiful and soulful Germainian clan chieftain’s son. The reader starts a journey with him in the middle of a thick forest in Germania at war with the Romans.

Marcus is a handsome and cunning wealthy Roman aristocrat.  He is the very image of corrupt Rome and gives voice to Rome’s debauchery and vile desires.

Julia captivates the reader briefly at the beginning of the story as the innocent and beautiful little sister of Marcus but her brightness rapidly dissolves rendering her an utterly selfish and loathsome character.  Not too far into the novel she is presented with Hadassah as her personal slave and the story unfolds deeply from there.

Tertiary voices include Marcus and Julia’s parents Phoebe and Decimus, the dark Calabah, and a generous sprinkling of other characters.

REVIEW

To be honest, I avoided this book for years.  Josh and several other friends highly recommended the book to me but, as a writer, I struggled to bring myself to start because of my experience with River’s Redeeming Love several years back.  In Redeeming Love I found that I loved the story but the overbearing amount of sappy loving and the undesirable, and sometimes unprofessional, writing style almost had me setting the book aside.  River’s is a brilliant story weaver but sometimes emotions run rampant and the Christian aspect gets in the way of the storytelling.  That being said, I am a strong advocate for Christian fiction because I love learning Biblical messages in a creative way but it irks me when it’s an excuse for bad story structure and evangelical interruptions.  I am a firm believer in practicing love and life to emit Christ rather than always confront non believers over the head with Bible thumping and I find too often that Christian fiction falls in the latter category.

Anyway, I committed to reading it and fell in love with learning about Biblical and Roman history in such an entertaining way and, in the end, I found myself convicted by the character lessons within the story.

A Voice in the Wind gave vivid picture and detail to the history of Rome and Ephesus as it coincides with Biblical history.  I cherished learning about historical Rome at the collapse of Judea, post Nero, and in the midst of gladiators.  One of my all time favorite movies is Gladiator so naturally that was an easy point of connection and intrigue but I also love learning about world history, especially as it pertains to the Bible.  I found River’s depiction of Rome visually and socially very enlightening and infinitely interesting.

The other aspects of the novel that struck me were the lessons I was left with to ponder when I turned the last page of the book.  I won’t divulge too much of what happened because I truly hope you will commit to reading the book yourself but I found myself left with convictions to boldly speak up, stand up firmly in my faith, and persevere down God’s path even if death looks me in the face.  I have a new and profound respect for Christians that lived, loved, and died during that time period and feel so blessed with the religious freedom I possess.

My grievances with the novel were in the characters, the plot and the structure.

The most believable character, and, thus, my favorite character, was Atretes. But I struggled with the other main characters.  I found Hadassah unrealistically and irritatingly long-winded in her evangelical exploits and her personality somewhat inconsistent.   I loved her gentle and compassionate spirit but I never fully loved this character that the reader is supposed to adore because she sometimes spends pages reiterating Biblical passages, she rarely spoke a word that was her own and not recited from the Bible, and she had bursts of boldness that were uncharacteristic of everything I’d learned of her personality.

As far as the plot is concerned, I found most of it more than satisfactory.  Overall it was continuously engaging while remaining believable.  However, at the introduction of Hadassah to other Roman and, later, Ephesian Christians I was occasionally subjected to lengthy Biblical banter consisting of scriptural recitation and rigid religious conversation.  Plot interruptions by Hadassah’s occasional Biblical rants were also unnecessary and unwelcome.  I liked River’s intention of driving a message home but I just wish she would have done so with more brevity and cleverness.

The structure of everyone contributing their perspective in the story is interesting but somewhat immature.  I believe a good writer should be able to give a well-rounded view of their characters, story, and the setting without having to succumb to grappling for every character’s perspective.  I can appreciate a good novel with a few narrators but not everyone should get their voice in the story.

CONCLUSION

Despite my qualms with the novel I do highly recommend it.  The reward of learning more about the history surrounding the Biblical letters and the personal Biblical conviction delivered is well worth trudging through moments of religious rants and disagreeable characters.  Not to mention, the story is captivating.

My highest recommendation in reading this book is reading it along side Romans.  I so happened to accidentally stumble on this excellent pairing.  When I started Voice in the Wind I simultaneously and coincidentally started Romans for my daily devotions.  I loved the picture painting of the novel paired with the Biblical history and telling of Roman civilization.

Wednesday Words: Walking through a Desert

Today my world suddenly crumbled beneath me.  I can’t specifically pin what started it but all I know is I suddenly, involuntarily succumbed to messy tears.  To say the least, nothing was going right and I was feeling significantly lack luster in my line of work.

I stumble outside, hop in my car, turn the ignition .. some whiny noises then the clicking sound of death.  She was not going to start.  I marched to our other vehicle and she hesitantly gave way to life.

I headed on my way to meet some girl friends at Starbucks while popping in at various establishments to accomplish some errands while in transit.  At none of these places did I get helped by anyone I’ve made friends with, nor anyone that was particularly kind; I realized later that was for the best because with my dam threatening to break a kind word would have meant my overflow.  So, I made it to the post office, the bank and Starbucks intact; however, I was slowly breaking and my last shred of will power almost crumpled while waiting for the barista to finish my hot chocolate.  The girls didn’t pay notice to me except for Erin who simply said she’d meet me back at their place because there were too many of us to fit at Starbucks.  Again, thankful nothing else was said because it surely would have meant my end.

I trudged to my car again and felt my face shattering along the way.  I hurried my fanny onto my driver’s seat, shut the door, and sobbed.  My phone rang and I proceeded to hastily blubber to Josh that I didn’t want to talk and I would talk to him later or something.

“But I kind of need to talk.”

“Fine, you can talk but I don’t want to so I’ll just listen.”

Of course, after he opened up about his trying day I was able to calm my inner storm enough to share my trouble with him.

I had to pop into UPS to drop a package off so we had a brief conversational interval and I’m fairly certain the other customer in the store and the clerk could tell I had been crying but I was all too aware there was nothing I could do about it.

When I got back in the car I spilled over again and was starting to reach hyperventilation.

I finally reached the bottom line of it all in our conversation, I was so lonely I felt sick and I was struck by the realization that with my husband out saving souls with their ministry my job of photography felt utterly meaningless.

It amazes me how, so often in our marriage, he knows just what to say.  This time he simply told me he understood and that he knows what it’s like to be walking through a desert.  He also said that it is always right after the dry seasons that God pours out the biggest blessings.

Since I had reached the hyperventilation level of blubbering I continued to sob until my emotions ran out.  A short walk and two long hugs later I could breathe easy again and sorrow gave way to an unmistakable rise in hope and thankfulness.

Now I am excited to see what lies at the end of this desert.  And, even though I live an out-of-the-ordinary marriage with my man on the road, I’m so thankful that the love we share is forever deep and that I have a husband who adores me, misses me, calls me often, and encourages me.  Today I count myself so blessed.

Growing Up

I left for college in the fall of 2007.

I lived in Africa in the spring of 2009.

Josh and I got married in October of 2009.

We moved in the summer of 2010.

We got Haley three days later.

I launched a Sunshine Moment in the first week of 2011.

I graduated college in April of 2011.

We moved again in the summer of 2011.

We moved again in the first month of 2012.

Citizen Way got signed in February of 2012.

We got Sam in April of 2012.

My Guide to Growing Up

Josh and I have been through a lot in the five years we’ve known each other.  We have grown up in so many ways and to address each area of growing up would be a full book of words but, today, I’m particularly inclined to talk about the way we’ve grown up professionally.

Professionally, Josh and I are self-employed artists and we’ve learned that this means it often feels like we are selling ourselves to our clients or fans.  Yesterday we were talking about how this requires a lot more of us in appearances.  Sounds shallow but it is true whether we like it of not.  In business, you are how you look.

We’ve learned that we’ve had to step it up in what we wear, cleanliness, how our hair looks, and how our house looks.  As a professional it is important to look the part when engaging in anything involving your clients.  I even consider it important to look presentable any time I am out in public.  For me these means my hair has been groomed, I smell nice, and I’m wearing well-kept clothing.

What to Wear

Of course there is an element of style involved here so you can make it your own but there are some key elements in the three main scenarios Josh and I find ourselves in.

The gig

For gigs, whether Josh is performing at a show or I’m photographing wedding, we both dress business casual in neutral or almost neutral tones.  As a wedding photographer it is important to not be distracting to guests so it is important not to wear bright, fun colors.  As a musician it is important because the idea is to look better than your audience and bright colors under concert lighting can be blinding and generally give the aura of youth.

Josh and I have also discovered that money does go a long way in the world of clothing.  Typically, the better the brand, the better the clothes withstand wear and tear – and the less they shrink and stretch in the wrong areas over time

I recommend to all professionals to dress to impress.  So, whether you are a waitress, an actress or in business it is important to dress to impress.  Whether you appear for an interview, a video blog, a presentation, a speaking engagement, a gig, or a meeting it is your job to show your clients that you care and take them and yourself seriously by dressing professionally.

Artists are absolutely not exempt from this rule.  A common misconception is to look cool if you’re an artist.  That is overrated and immature.  Yes, I view my clothing as another opportunity to bring creativity, life and art into daily life but to get too “trendy” or “hipster,” again, shows youth and looks unprofessional.  As an artist you should go to battle for your work until you reach the point when people take you and what you do seriously and with respect.  By growing up in appearances you are engaging in the quickest, easiest, and most important advancement technique that showcases to others that you are serious about what you do and that you are experienced.

Out-and-about

Up until a year or so ago Josh and I frequented the shabby and torn look.  We simply had a tendency to wear our clothing into the ground.  It is common to view artists in this light – their attire is slightly mismatched, seen too many days, and most likely not fitted.  However, as a professional I have found it important to retire those clothes to a “just around the house” basis.

Don’t go overboard here though either.  You don’t need to be prim and perfect all the time or use this as an excuse to frequent the mall.  You just need to step out of the youth tendency to go everywhere in sweatpants, stained t-shirts, ripped jeans, and an overall dryer wrecked wardrobe.  You simply never know how and when you will engage in a conversation about your work or business so it’s best to look the part.

Working out of the house

I know that the first thing Josh does every day is get fully ready as though he had a traditional job.  This means he’s showered, dressed, and well-groomed before he sits down at his desk.  This is a very helpful attitude to take because it gets the mind properly prepped for work and naturally focused.  On my end I will occasionally spend the day in sweatpants and a sweatshirt – this is my strategy to keep myself comfortable enough to stay planted at my desk when I have to crank out the editing.  However, without otherwise getting ready for the day though I find I am sluggish, easily distracted, and have an overall unproductive feeling.

Cleanliness

It is important to be well-groomed and good smelling in the adult world.  This element is a key separator of the youth from the professionals.  It is common in college to forget deodorant, go without a shower or touching your hair.  But, first impressions are key in the professional world.

Clean, dry hands

You will most likely greet your client with a hand shake.  This being said you want to be sure to have clean dry hands when you go in for your firm and confident hand shake.

Done, dry hair

Notice how I didn’t say clean.  I am a strong advocate of not washing your hair every day but it is important not to go so far as letting it get visibly oily and unkempt.  Personally I find it is best to shower and not wash my hair everyday but to at least get it wet.  Whether I hop in the shower or not, however, I always touch it – no more rolling out of bed and walking out the door.  Sometimes this is just a simple braid or my natural, wavy look and other times, if I’m feeling fancy, I’ll take a curler or straightener to it.

Having dry hair, or at least seemingly so, when meeting a client is important because you will look unfinished if it is still wet.  Again, this points to inexperience and youth because wet hair in public is often only worn on people of college age and under.

Pleasant smelling

I do advocate deodorant but not in the traditional way.  I find that by eating a diet complimentary to my body’s needs, all I need is coconut oil under my arms and I’m good for the day.  If you are a heavy sweater rub a drop or two of tea tree oil into some coconut oil before applying.  If that’s still not cutting it add a little baking soda and that should do the trick.  Also, please note, that it will take your body several days to adjust to natural deodorant when it’s used to competing with manufactured ingredients and aluminum ridden contemporary deodorant.

I also advocate giving yourself a pleasant smell, but personally perfume gives me a headache.  By showering daily you are already taking care of yucky smell build up but if you want to smell a little extra lovely I recommend going to a natural and less abrasive scent –  Whole Foods carries some natural “perfumes,” you can use an essential oil (just a drop or two behind the ears and on the wrist will do), you can apply some naturally scented body lotion, or you can shower with Sabon Body Scrub every so often and the natural oil residue smells fantastic.

Grown Up Hair

I love the natural world and natural living so, naturally, I love the look of a natural hair-do.  And I can do this in a way that is still professional and classy.  Done are the days of bad box dyes and shaggy hair cuts.  I am blessed with a wonderful hair stylist whom I can trust completely.  In going to her I have learned a lot of ways to keep my hair “me” but also clean-cut.  I let her take care of my split ends and ask her for recommendations in regards to keeping up appearances.  I let her tell me when my roots need help, I let her choose my hair color within an idea I propose, and I let her choose how best to trim my long locks because if there’s anything that reveals youth it’s overgrown roots and bad cut and color jobs.

Color

For the last several years I tried every hair color extreme in a manner of three years – red, black, super blonde and some in-between.   So, naturally, my hair paid some damages from all my drama and Tracy has been trimming up the pieces for a while now.

Hair is one of the first qualities someone will notice it you.  Therefore, if you have wicked roots or hot pink hair it will not go unnoticed.  For this I would say a good rule of thumb is to let a professional take care of you, and make it someone who you can trust and want to grow a relationship with, because they will have the best recommendations for getting your hair healthy and how long you can go before touching up your color.

Cut

Shaggy hair is the result of going too long between trims – wicked split ends are a no-no.

Grown Up Home

The days of a house full of hand-me-downs and thrift buys are over.  Since I launched an in-home studio space about a month ago the rest of my house had to grow up. This meant matching furniture, unified design, and de-cluttered living spaces.

I recommend doing this as you enter the professional world too because you too will eventually, most likely, host some clients or coworkers.  Besides, it’s a blast!

Matching Furniture

When I started getting into interior design for Sherwin Williams I quickly started noticing how all the showcased rooms had matching furniture.  So when I set out on my home improvement project that was an obvious place to start.  This meant I got rid of and sold quite a bit of furniture and bought a few new pieces.  My tips for matching furniture in any given room are as follows:  make all your woods match, you can get away with different upholstery but be sure to stick to your color scheme, and an accent piece is ok but be sure to keep it within a set of design boundaries.

Unified Design

To achieve unified design it is important to stick to a color palette.  You can stick to just neutrals or go color crazy like me 🙂  Successful color palettes have anywhere between 0 – 5 colors with one or two neutral tones.

Another important element is choosing your accent color because that color will be the cherry on top of your home improvement sundae.  Josh and I pretty much chose yellow to be our accent color in the whole house, thus tying our whole home together nicely.  However, you may instead choose a set palette for your whole house and that will also guarantee a sense of unity in the whole.

The design of your furniture is also something to consider, you will want to stick to one furniture identity.  So, if you’re going for rustic, modern, eclectic, or contemporary stick to your commitment.

De-cluttered Living Spaces

A cluttered living space is like mismatched, over-worn, and baggy attire.  By opening up your living spaces you are showing yourself and others that you are past putting all of your favorite things on the walls, on your tables, and in your nooks and have matured into a breathable and more conducive living standard.

This means being bold and getting rid of things.  It boils down to only sharing what is most important.  This, ironically, ends up showing who you are in the way you decorate your home because, in the end, you are revealing only what’s most important to you and committing to those things.  For a couple examples, in my case, we have a collection of prints of Josh and me from the past three years as our sole wall decoration in our living room and instead of having a bedroom we chose to commit to sleeping on our hide-a-bed in order to have a living room for fellowship and a studio space for each of us.

It’s funny writing all of these things down since it is always wise not to wrap yourself up in material things.  But I find that my most common advice and encouragement to friends is to commit to your passions and do so by giving them the attention they deserve.  I so often encourage my friends and family and sometimes even random strangers I end up in conversations with to be bold and start doing what they love rather than simply doing work to get to the weekends.  By following that path all of these tips will help you find success in your new career path, whether self-employed or not.