Save the Cowboy

Save the Cowboy

If you know, you know. This was by far the largest order to date (this is just a partial shot), and the most meaningful. A friendship that spans a decade. That predates this brand, the ministry, the miles. That started over a glass of ice tea in Ft. Stockton Texas. One that has included countless inside jokes, buttermilk pie, prayer, and even when one of us hasn’t asked, accountability. We’ve watched each other’s kids grow up, and watched each other grow in faith. Always there to pray over my family, talk through life’s downs, and cheer through each other’s victories.

I always pray over the new owner of the rags I make, but it was humbling and a true blessing to pray over this order. Looking forward to shipping them off to Colorado!

#flyingsrcustomworks #cowboylife #keepinthewestwild #believeboldly

When Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds

As I was driving this morning, conversations with dear friends lately were replaying over and over in my mind about the loss of loved ones. Bear with me for a moment…

Last week, I came across some notes that Mary Jo had sent me. She was amazing. You would have absolutely adored her. She lit up the room when she walked in. She was faithful, smart, kind, compassionate. She had a big spread in Alpine but lived in Lewisville for family reasons. She was as ranchy as could be but such a lady. She died unexpectedly, leaving us all grief stricken. I sat here last week reading her words, with tears…big tears…rolling down my face.

And it hit me. Grief never leaves us. Loss of family, loved ones, relationships. It is something we will carry forever. But I think we work so hard to disconnect from it – to separate ourselves from the pain. We work ourselves to the point of exhaustion. We make ourselves laugh. We find people and activities to busy up our time so that we aren’t having to deal with the quiet time.

But those moments when we are reduced to tears and sit in silence (or with the Ray Price radio on)…I think that is THE time in which our loved ones are reminding us to slow down. To live life. To enjoy it. To do the things and go the places we promised we would. To be the person they saw in us and encouraged us to be. To quit working so hard to just get through the day, but to enjoy it. Savor it.

Don’t let so much time go by and work yourself so hard that you forget to still be alive and LIVING!
Love,
RED

She is You

(Wrote this a few years ago, but it showed up in my memories)

Woke up with this on my heart, so grab your coffee and sit for a spell.

I spend a great deal of time in conversations with other women, some in a coaching capacity, some at church, and well, the rest of the time because I have an amazing tribe.

This isn’t about any one woman, or myself for that matter, but more food for thought. This also isn’t about or for my 20 something girls. This is about the 40+ women who have seen, experienced, and championed over life. This is mainly for those who are single, but there are some married friends that need the reminder, too.

Dear ladies:

You have overcome some of life’s most difficult challenges: you’ve cared for aging parents or spouses or buried yours before you should have; you’ve singlehandedly raised your children, your grandkids or raised them alone because your spouse worked, was deployed, passed away or just an ass. You’ve championed over disease, depression, loss, disappointment and bad fad diets. You didn’t just survive that abusive relationship, you picked up your shit and you walked out, knowing damn good and well your Momma didn’t raise you to be treated that way. Or you stayed in the relationship and stayed brave and prayerful that you’d stay alive because the risk of leaving was too great.

You have worked hard for everything you have, not asking for handouts and very rarely asking for help. It wasn’t out of pride, it was to prove to yourself that you could and would do this! You may not have much, but what you do have, you appreciate it even more because you know life isn’t about stuff and God always provided what was needed.

You’ve taken care of your kids, their kids, their friends, your friends. You’ve opened your home and your heart to those in need, giving shelter, nourishment of the body and soul, and a safe haven for all those who wander without any place to set an anchor.

While some see your attention to yourself as vain or self indulgent, such as pedis and manis, treating yourself to a piece of jewelry, regular trips to the salon, a new pair of shoes, a regularly posted SM selfie, you see and know it as self care … nurturing and loving yourself enough to feel good on the outside too.

You have grown to an age where you just really don’t care. And no, I don’t mean your give a damn is broken. I mean, you really don’t care what people think. You don’t care that you’re single and 40+ or 50+ or even 60+ because you know life isn’t about making others happy or fitting into everyone else’s idea of what your life should be like.

You’re a prayerful woman and your faith is stronger than it has ever been and yet, you’re still growing in your walk with God. You know that to be single puts you as the head of the household, but you’re not willing to sacrifice that spot until there’s man willing to chase after God with the same passion and purpose that he chases after you.

You are a passionate woman. You love with your whole heart and you love unconditionally. You accept those around you with all their darkness and brokenness because you carry your own too. You see the good in everyone, hoping one day they see it too, but you don’t take any shit from others, either.

You’ve learned to quit fighting for a place in other’s lives. That doesn’t mean just because you don’t see someone for a while or talk to them, you give up or walk away. It means that no matter what you do, they don’t see the person you’ve worked so hard to become or value the fact that you had to take some time to fight your battles or slay your own dragons.

You are brave, beautiful, brilliant. You’re educated (even if that means at the school of hard knocks), classy, and hard working. You can do a ‘man’s job’ and rock it like there’s no tomorrow. You laugh out loud, you smile at strangers, and you pray for those who don’t like you. You live each day filled with joy and happiness and you do laugh without fear of the future. You are amazing and courageous and looking for and are living a life of purpose and filled with passion.

Peace, love, and pie.
Red

2019: Bold and Unapologetic

I love reading everyone’s posts reflecting on 2018 and dreaming big for 2019. Years ago, my dear MOJO taught me to spend time in quiet reflection and prayer and listen to what God was writing on my heart for the upcoming year.

2018 was #theyearofpurpose. I wasn’t sure what that was going to look like, except that #purpose struck a chord in so many ways. As 2018 came to an end, I believe I let God guide me to understand what purpose really meant, and my heart and spirit rejoice in what He’s shown me.

My 2019 word/phrase hit me like a 2×4. It isn’t about becoming something, it is about:

🌻Embracing who I already am in Him.
🌻Being bold and unapologetic in my faith.
🌻Rejoicing In the spiritual gifts God has given me.
🌻Sharing my unwavering and unconditional love for others.

Many dreams were gifted over this household in 2018. I don’t believe just because a new year is upon us, those dreams disappear. I believe that if we let Him, He will guide us, using whatever choices we have made, into manifesting those dreams that He has given us. Some may come true, and some may shift like the warm summer breeze. There are goals that were set that were not met, and I believe that there is a purpose for that. You’ll start seeing the ones that stir my soul manifest, there’s no doubt.

I refuse to make resolutions that will only set myself up for failure and disappointment in myself. However:

🌻I will establish goals that work towards what sets my soul on fire and what I feel my purpose is.
🌻I will (try) learn to not be so hard on myself.
🌻I will embrace and rejoice in the glory and hope of each new day.
🌻I will no longer apologize for being passionate, full of joy, or loving people unconditionally. These are my gifts to the world. It is no one’s place to refuse them of others.
🌻I will continue to nurture my tender heart and not let the world harden God’s gift to me.
🌻I will be brave in stepping out where I am often most uncomfortable.
🌻I will not feel guilty for enjoying the gift of good food with family and friends because we all know food is a love language in this home.
🌻I will not chastise myself for not going to the gym because I hate my body. On the contrary, I will go to the gym because I love this vessel that has carried me through the storms, peaks, and valleys of life.
🌻I will TRY to not take life so seriously, because God knows, we don’t get out of it alive.

My promise to myself is that I will live boldly and unapologetically in His grace, abundance, and purpose over my life.

I will continue to create and rejoice and dance in the beauty of each day and to continue being a dreamer, encourager, and champion of the lost at heart and downtrodden spirit.

I encourage you today to set down the resolutions that are temporary and dream of what soothes your soul, bewilders your spirit, or sets your heart on fire and make 2019 all about that.

My verse of the year: You may make your plans, but God directs your actions. Proverbs 16:9

Happy New Year to my friends and family. I pray joy, healing, laughter, happiness, peace, and health over you and yours. Remember life is short, so live your legacy each and every day.

Here’s to an absolutely, positively, unforgettable 2019.
Big love,
RED

#boldandunapologetic #authentic #fireinhersoul #graceinherheart #lifeonthehorizn #turquoiseismysoulcolor