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We’re Getting Married!!!! (The Proposal Story)
How do I even begin to describe the best day of my life without sounding like the sappiest person alive?!?
Well–anyone who knows me can tell you that I’m a sap with the tiniest little every day things, so sharing this proposal story will be no exception. So grab some popcorn, lots of tissues and get comfortable–this is gonna be good, I promise.
To start, we’ve gotta go way back. January 2014–I’m literally arguing with God during my drive to church. Pissed off and slightly broken hearted over my lack of love life I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I finally surrendered the one thing I just couldn’t seem to let go of, my heart. I trusted God and His faithfulness, but I was getting impatient. So, cruising down the 101, I threw my hands up and gave up the idea of ever meeting my future husband in California….but with one catch “God, if I ever meet a guy, could I PLEASE at least meet him at church?!?”
Well, sometimes God works fast. And fifteen minutes later, there sat this handsome guy in cowboy boots in front of me…at church.
The next year and a half was a whirlwind of Texas two-step, dating adventures in southern California, road trips (LOTS of road trips) moving to Montana, falling in love, moving to North Dakota, moving back to California, moving to Washington, dating long distance, too many hours to count spent in airports, thousands of miles driven between North Dakota, California & Washington, countless hours spent on Skype, even more hours on the phone, hundreds of miles of hiking trails explored, five (or more) broken cell phones and a lot of adventures and mishaps in between. So as you can see, things get a little complicated when people ask how and where we met.
And this brings us to October 15, 2015. On my way to pick up a dear friend at the airport, I had no idea what the day would hold. Brooke had asked me what felt like months prior if she could stay with me during an photo shoot in Seattle. A missed ferry and a few wrong turns later and we were on Whidbey Island, rushing to the beach for the last little bit of the sunset.
The Olympic Mountains were glowing pink as the cotton candy sky reflected off the water, my favorite kind of sunset. The islands in the distance soaked up the last few minutes of sunlight as Brooke and I made our way down to the sand. Looking out, I saw a trail of yellow and orange rose petals, candles and folded up love notes leading up to a beautifully constructed driftwood cross. “Look Brooke–someone is getting married here tonight!” I exclaimed with excitement. Not wanting to ruin someone else’s moment, I suggested we go somewhere else. Clearly I wasn’t really getting it…yet.
Cue Randy Houser’s “Like a Cowboy” and a confused look spread across my face. In the distance I see someone walking towards me and all of the sudden–everything clicked. There was no couple Brooke was meeting for an engagement shoot and this set-up of roses and love notes in the sand, it was for me. I turned around and Brooke was snapping pictures as Josh and I walked towards each other.
You know how you dream of a moment for years and all the sudden it’s happening? Well it’s a lot more overwhelming than everyone makes it out to be. Josh and I rush towards each other and I can’t even cry, I’m happy, excited and confused all at the same time. How did he get here? What is going on? Is this what I think it is?
Josh leads me to the cross and shares with me a letter he wrote. Well honestly–it was more like a rap….that’s a long story. When Josh and I first started dating, we would send each other Man Crush Monday and Woman Crush Wednesday rhymes that essentially turned into long raps constructed during the early morning hours when we should have been working or sleeping or eating breakfast. In this letter/poem/rap, he shared his heart, his love, his hopes for the future as the love songs I’d been listening to for months on Spotify played in the background. He sat me down and sings to me “Never Stop” (go look it up & you’ll definitely understand why I cried the whole time.)
After many tears, laughs and butterflies Josh tells me how he hopped on a plane a week earlier to go back to all of the special places we went together when we first started dating in southern California. He then pulls out a water bottle of dirt. Ok, ok stick with me–this is some meaningful dirt. The first time Josh and I ever hung out was a spontaneous day spent driving to San Diego with the windows down, country music blasting, breakfast at the beach, a traffic-filled drive home, a long, windy drive into the mountains, capped off by a sunset hike at the highest point in the Santa Monica Mountains. So Josh knew he wanted to propose on that very mountain, but with me being the hardest person ever to surprise, he knew he’d have to bring Sandstone Peak to me.
Teary eyed, he poured out this nearly sacred dirt at my feet as he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I could barely breathe, see, feel my face, or even think as I somehow managed to say yes. The ring box could have been empty or crawling with spiders and I never would have noticed. After a long hug of tears and joy, he slipped the ring on my finger. Cue more tears.
We prayed and worshipped at the foot of the cross that Josh had so thoughtfully constructed. God’s faithfulness has never been more clear than it was in that moment. The sun was long gone, but the sky was still glowing with every shade of pink and purple. Josh handed me a book that I’d mentioned to him a few times when we started dating. “1,000 Places To See Before You Die.” My parents had given me the world version years ago but I had always wanted the US & Canada version. Josh had marked a page–Whidbey Island, the very spot we sat. Cue even more tears.
Josh then tells me we’ll be hopping on a plane in the morning to celebrate with my family and friends in California. And just when you thought more tears weren’t possible, here we go again. After a long drive home and a delicious dinner at a Seattle restaurant that stayed open late for us, I’m pretty sure I just lived out a fairy tale a thousand times better than I could have ever dreamed of. My face hurts from smiling so much, I’ve run out of happy tears and I can’t even sleep. God was so good to me when He gave me this man. Joshua Kyle Cristy–I can’t wait to marry you!!!
All photos taken by Brooke Borough Photography.
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My Journey
I still can’t believe I’m here…in Montana. A place that I specifically told myself several years ago that I would NEVER live in, ever…under any circumstances. But, God changed my mind, He changed my heart & He changed all of my plans. The choice to move here was the biggest leap of faith I have ever taken in my whole 25 years of life. As I reflect on my last two weeks here, I am still piecing together the crazy way that God brought me here and I can’t help but be overjoyed as I share it with you all. So grab a comfy chair, a big cup of coffee and come on into my heart and into my life and prepare to have your mind BLOWN by the way that God knit this beautiful story together.
To truly understand this story, let’s rewind a few years…I’m 21-years-old and feeling a desire for change, BIG change. I’ve just moved to California to finish my last two years of college in a suburb just north of LA and something is stirring inside of me, a desire to leave behind the familiar, put school on hold and move to Kona, Hawaii to become a missionary with an organization known as YWAM. I’ve researched, I’ve studied, I’ve spent hours reading everything from student testimonies, to packing lists, to curriculum, to staff blogs. But, there were a million little excuses stopping me from going, so naturally my priorities shifted and I returned to school, forgetting about YWAM for years.
Fast forward to life post-college…I am restless, once again, desiring to GO. But, it’s not the right time, it never seems to be the “right” time. So, I stick around the suburbs for a few years, dabble a bit in grad school, work in a wide variety of different jobs, take up surfing, explore southern California & decide that I will most definitely be a California girl forever. Little did I know, God had some really different plans for me.
It’s now fall of 2013 and I’ve just wrapped up the most sun-filled, joyfully exhausting, Jesus filled summer I’ve ever had. But, something isn’t right…fall drags on with the buzz of the Holiday season on the horizon and out of nowhere, the company I work for is forced to lay off 1/3 of their staff. I am devastated….I finally had a job with potential, a job with a hope of growth and a future, a job with my own desk and an OCEAN VIEW. Ocean view people! So, I did what any 24-year-old trying to pay off student loans would do, I panicked. That day I was on my computer sending off resumes to jobs all over the country; Texas, Colorado, North Carolina, Tennessee, Virginia, Florida…you name the state and they probably have one of my resumes gathering dust somewhere.
But as I have seen in all seasons of my life; God is good. He is faithful. He provides. Only three weeks after being laid off, I was back in the saddle, starting my first day of work with a marketing company. I spent my first month really struggling at my new job…wondering God, really? Is this what you have for me? Working in such a fast paced, revenue driven industry was HARD. I knew this wasn’t what I was made for. So, I kept searching and searching…unaware of what God was doing in me and what He had just on the horizon.
Through this time, I kept seeing a picture in my head. A daydream of sorts, a vision of a lake; beautifully crystal clear, surrounded by tall pine trees and the most majestic snow capped mountains reaching for the sky all around. It was a place I knew I’d never been before, something that only my imagination could dream up. Little did I know how much this picture would speak confirmation to me in the future.
In January, I knew I had to give my restless heart a break. I knew that if this was where God would have, then I needed to find rest and joy in that. I threw every expectation I had out the window and took my eyes off the world around me and learned to truly look up. Funny how when we surrender our desires to the Lord, He can turn around and bless us in the most unexpected ways.
Enter Josh. My very own country music loving, two-step twirling, mountain climbing, Jesus following, Texas
boyman. We met at church and instantly bonded over our choice of footwear that day; cowboy boots. The first time we hung out, we ended up spending the entire day together…like literally 15 hours of non-stop chatter, butterflies, and adventures. I knew this guy was something special, so I admit, I pulled out all the stops and baked enough cookies to feed an army. Countless hangouts, dates, prayers, laughs, late nights and dreams later we knew that this weak in the knees feeling was the real deal so we decided to take the plunge into a relationship. These last few months have been such a JOY getting to know this amazing guy God brought into my life and I am SO thankful for who God has made Josh to be and how He has brought us together.Josh has taught me SO much since I met him. He’s challenged me, he’s pushed me, he’s encouraged me, he’s showed me how to test the limits of faith, life & love. He’s showed me how to live a life where the answer to adventure is Y-E-S, the solution is always JESUS, and the secret to joy is laughter. He’s held my hands through the hard days and has remained a true and faithful friend even on days when I don’t deserve it. He’s made me laugh until I cry, taught me how to climb the side of a mountain, talked my ear off with random facts, and listened to my hearts deepest desires day in and day out.
When Josh and I first met, he had shared with me his dream to one day work for a non-profit Christian architecture firm in Montana called 100 Fold Studio. They operated on one of the largest YWAM bases in the US, in Lakeside, Montana…on the most beautifully blue lake, surrounded by tall pine trees with snow-capped mountains everywhere….Fast forward to March, Josh has applied for a summer program with 100 Fold and is waiting to hear back if he’s been accepted. We talk through the idea of him living in Montana for the summer and half jokingly dream big about how amazing it would be for God to one day put us in the same place at the same time, doing something similar to the work of 100 Fold. But, we knew it would be some sort of miracle for someone who knows nothing about architecture to get a job at an architecture firm.
Fast forward…it’s a random Thursday in the end of March and I decide to take a closer look at 100 Fold…12 pages deep into a Google search (now that is dedication) I stumble on the most obscure website…only to find a job posting at 100 Fold, they’re looking for someone with my type of skill-set. Within a few hours, my resume, cover letter and portfolio are off to 100 Fold and Josh has been accepted to the program. What ensued over the next few weeks was a whirlwind of phone calls, emails and big prayers. Before I knew it, I was on a plane, headed to Montana for the first time ever…I spent four days soaking it in before I was on my way home to southern California, with a packing list and a job offer in hand.
Three weeks later I was hopping in an over-packed car bound for Montana with Josh in the drivers seat. All the way from California to Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Missouri, Nebraska, Iowa, South Dakota, Minnesota and North Dakota, we made it to Montana in one piece. From scorching hot temperatures and tepees in the desert to dust storms and small towns in the plains, from humidity and hospitality in Dallas to a tornado watch in Missouri, from the open spaces in Kansas and the rolling hills in South Dakota to two nearly blown-out tires in Fargo…we had quite the adventure. An adventure that had only been just a far off dream weeks prior. An adventure that meant an opportunity to begin the journey of lifetime.
Life in Montana is a far cry from life in SoCal…I share a room with two other girls, a bathroom with 20 other girls, and I eat cafeteria food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I don’t have a car and I had to get rid of half of everything I owned just to get here. I’ve taken a cold shower more days than not and I’ve forgotten what “personal space” even means. I’ve been bitten by more mosquitoes and spiders than I’d really like to even admit and my shoes feel perpetually soggy from all the rain. But, for everything that seems hard, there are so many more things that make it all worth it. So, I’m here, doing it all joyfully. This is God’s good and perfect plan for me, sure I’ve had my moments of doubt, my moments of wavering faith, my times of frustration and fear, but God always comes through. I am amazed as I sit here and am reminded of how personally God chose ME for this. How faithfully He directed my footsteps to get me here, now, for this time, to do His work. My heart is full and I am thankful to see God fulfilling His promises, redeeming the broken pieces and walking beside me through it all. He planted the seed for this opportunity long before I even knew of 100 Fold, long before I knew Josh Cristy, and long before I would have ever agreed to live in Montana.
God is bringing together the pieces of this story before my very eyes; YWAM, a lake, an opportunity to GO, to serve, to live life on mission. He is making whole all of these desires I have had and building something bigger than I could have ever dreamed of. I am in awe that we have a God that is capable of the most intricate designs such as this one I am living out. So, I have learned that God is our architect. He is our designer. He knows how all of the pieces fit together. He knows our strengths and our weaknesses and He knows exactly how they will work together to fulfill His good and perfect plan. He desires to shape our lives into something even better than we could ever hope for. He knows us through and through, just like an architect knows their designs through and through. So thank you God, for bringing me here…for being an architect, for designing this journey for me before I even knew who you were.
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MONTANA!
Nearly 4,000 miles, 13 states & 7 days later….we’ve made it to Montana. I have been here barely over a week and I’ve already fallen in love with the magnificent beauty that I wake up to each morning. Whether it’s the bright morning sun that peaks through my curtains in the early morning hours, the gentle pitter-patter of rain drops outside my window as I fall asleep, or the soft breeze that constantly blows through the pine trees, I am in awe of this place.
California was my “home” for the last five years, but with each deep, long & slow breath of fresh Montana air I take, I feel more at home each day. But the glory of this place stretches far beyond the sparkling clear lake, the majestic snow capped Rockies & small town charm. I am learning that this is a place where relationships are built, strengthened and deepened. A place where people are free to live out their callings and passions. To see how personally God has called each person to be here in this community has been a true testimony of His love and faithfulness in this new season of my life.
As my second week in the 100 Fold Studio office kicks off, I can’t help but be overwhelmed with excitement for the many great things to come. From a missions training center in Cambodia, to a rescue center for children in Thailand, to volunteer housing in Mexico, to a missions campus in Nepal, to a school in Palestine & even local projects right here in Lakeside, Montana….100 Fold has a full plate of projects all over the world. So far, it has been incredible to work alongside the highly skilled architects that I am now blessed to call my coworkers and get a glimpse of the work they do. (To see more information on the projects at 100 Fold, click here.)
My role in the office has been a lot of learning…new systems, new people and new procedures. As I start learning the ropes, I’ve had the opportunity to work with our current Development Coordinator and Accountant to gain a better understanding of the inner-workings of a nonprofit. Eventually, I will have the chance to spearhead a social media campaign with our graphic designer as a way to keep donors, family & friends in the loop of everyday life at 100 Fold.
Even though the day is a dark and dreary one here in Lakeside…I can’t help but find the sweetest light in the midst of the heavy raindrops and thick clouds. The work that is being done here at 100 Fold is the light & joy in places that would have otherwise remained dark and silent. The impact of this architecture firm goes far beyond a design or a building….the work 100 Fold has done touches the hearts of those in need of hope, in need of faith, in need of Jesus. What a blessing to be a part of a story that is being written by our loving and faithful God, a story that involves people all over the world, lost and broken souls like you and me, being touched by the love of Christ.
To all my friends & family who have supported me in prayer or financially….THANK YOU. Your love and encouragement means the world to me, it is because of YOU that I am blessed with the opportunity to be here in Montana! To learn more about 100 Fold Studio or to become a financial partner or prayer partner, please visit 100foldstudio.org
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A New Adventure, Part Two
Today, I come to you all overjoyed as I pack my bags and get ready to move to Montana. Yes, I said Montana…and yes, this sunshine loving, California girl is pulling out her winter coats and heading north, way north.
It has been my genuine and heartfelt desire over the past few years to live life on mission while demonstrating the love of Jesus through the talents He has blessed me with. Since receiving my Bachelor’s Degree in Communication from California Lutheran University in August of 2011, I have found myself blessed with opportunities to learn and grow in different work settings and I strongly believe that each of these experiences has prepared me for a role in a story much bigger than I could have ever imagined.
And here is where the story gets really good…After deliberate prayer, mentorship and meditation, I have decided to faithfully pursue a new opportunity to combine my unique professional skill-set with missions. I recently discovered 100 Fold Studio, a non-profit architecture firm that provides innovative and affordable design services to charitable organizations around the world. They are committed to demonstrating the love of Jesus by designing safe, efficient, and inspiring structures for all, regardless of religion, ethnicity or tradition. On June 1, I will be moving to Lakeside, Montana to serve with 100 Fold on the Youth with a Mission (YWAM) campus. (100 Fold Studio partners with YWAM and all their employees go through YWAM’s discipleship training school for cross-cultural missions training. The offices of 100 Fold are on the YWAM campus.)
My Role: I will serve as the Office Administrator & Donor Relations Officer at 100 Fold Studio. It will be my job to share the story of 100 Fold Studio through digital media while representing their gospel centered mission and values. I will also be a liaison between 100 Fold and its donors while providing general office support and administration.The initial phase of my commitment is a three to six month internship. I will then participate in a six month Discipleship Training School (DTS) where I will spend four months studying the Bible while equipping myself with the necessary tools to better share the Gospel while on mission. The final two months of my DTS will be spent serving overseas in international missions. Upon my return, I will make a two-year commitment to 100 Fold Studio and YWAM and be welcomed on as a staff member.
And here is the really exciting part…This story includes YOU. Would you consider partnering with me & 100 Fold? The operational costs and salaries of 100 Fold Studio are supported solely by donations. As the majority of 100 Fold projects serve the poorest nations in the world, they rely on financial partnerships from churches and individuals who have a desire to invest in what God is doing around the world. With faith in God as my provider, I am raising $2,000/month in support for the duration of my time with 100 Fold. It is my hope that you would partner with me as I embark on this new mission, whether financially or in prayer I truly value your support.
So my dear family & friends…this is my new adventure. A complete and total faith walk, an act of obedience to the call on my life, a grand adventure with our loving & faithful God. Come alongside me and watch this adventure unfold. I am only one small piece in a much larger story that is taking place at 100 Fold…so please PRAY BOLDLY with me as I step into a new season of life. I believe God is forming a team of financial supporters, prayer warriors, sojourners, and friends who simply help to spread the word. Thank you for your prayers and words of encouragement!
If you wish to donate please go to http://100foldstudio.org/donate.php
**Please select “Staff & Intern Salaries” as your gift designation and “Lilly Price” as your staff contact**
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A New Adventure, Part One
For the last year, there has been a quiet rumbling in my life that I couldn’t quite get a grip on. Between different jobs, different relationships, different apartments, different churches, God has uprooted a lot of the certainty in my life this past year. He took me from a place of misaligned identity and brought me to a place where I could firmly stand on the shakiest ground and still know who I am in Him and Him alone.
Last year was a trying year to say the least, one where life seemed anything but easy but led me to a place where I’ve realized my life is fuller than I could have ever dreamt of. Through this uprooting, I felt like God was pushing me to go….but where though? First I looked in Texas…thinking; I like country music, I have cowboy boots, I like barbecue, this must be the place for me. Then it was North Carolina, then South Carolina, then Virginia, then Tennessee, somewhere….anywhere but here, I kept thinking.
I never would have thought that a die hard, beach babe like me could ever possible uproot and move away from the place I came to call home over the past 5 years. But the funny thing is that when God gets a hold of all the little parts of your life that you’ve been holding onto…He can really stir things up.
After a while, I knew it wasn’t Texas, I knew it wasn’t any of the southern states I had dreamed about, it wasn’t Virginia, or Washington, or Colorado, or any of these places I had been looking. So I took a step back and recognized that I needed to wait. I knew that a grand adventure was on the horizon, but I didn’t know when, where, or really even why.
Months later…here I sit, in an airport on the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by snow-capped mountains and about 40 degrees colder than my beloved beaches of California. I’ve just spent 4 days in the most amazing place. Praying, searching and deciding what God has next for me.
Now, I’m saving the juicy details for part 2….but I’m about to embark on a journey that will take me far from home, far from the familiar, and plop me right smack dab in a place I told myself I would never live. But, God has a sense of humor like that, He delights in taking us to places that we never expected to be and showing up in our lives in the most fantastic ways. This decision will be the biggest leap of faith I have ever taken….and I pray through this time that God will show up in such miraculous ways that only He could claim the glory of it all. So friends & family, follow me on my journey and see what happens next…I promise this is gonna be a story you don’t want to miss.