Monthly Archives: January 2012

Sweet Isaiah

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I feel the need to remind you of the bigger story, for we must never forget from where we came. I am absolutely blown away by the Lord. It has been almost 2 years now since HE laid this difficult yet beautiful chapter of scripture on my heart. I have wept and wept over these words wondering why on earth I had to go through the hell that has been my story. I cried out to the Lord desperate to understand these passages. I had no idea what HE meant by this and I still don’t fully know:

“Do not fear, for you will not be ashamed; do not be discouraged, for you will not suffer disgrace; for you will forget the shame of your youth, and the disgrace of your widowhood you will remember no more. For your Maker is your husband, the LORD of hosts is his name; the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer, the God of the whole earth he is called. For the LORD has called you like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, like a wife of a man’s youth when she is cast off, says your God. For a brief moment I abandoned you, but with great compassion I will gather you. In overflowing wrath for a moment I hid my face from you, but with everlasting love I will have compassion on you, says the LORD, your Redeemer.” Isaiah 54:4~8

The LORD is a Redeemer. He turns your ashes to beauty and your weeping to JOY. My heart breaks right now as I write this knowing that some of you are going through hell. You want to quit, there seems to be no way out, and you feel like there is nothing good that can come from your messed up story.

That is a lie. Please fight. Please get on your face before the LORD. I beg you. He is an awesome GOD up to good. My prayer is that this will encourage you to fall in love with Jesus, for without HIM, I am just a mess. But with HIM, my story becomes a Beautiful Mess.

Please feel free to contact me if you are going through some shit and need to talk it out. I had 2 wonderful divorced, single moms who walked by my side through the whole process…whom I didn’t know..they were on the other side of the battle and were able to encourage me while I was in the trenches.

Thanks for reading.

~Bre Chang

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Europe: Chapter II

I have never been so excited to write a blog post. On our trip, I wasn’t allowed to blog/tweet/instagram/social media. I convinced my love to let me at least ‘check in’ to a few places. I knew this going into the trip so it wasn’t THAT difficult yes it was.

So, we got to Paris at like 5:30am, found a cab and took that straight to here:

I always thought that when I said my vows, it would be in a little cute church somewhere in the midwest, with all my friends and family. I would have about 5 of my favourite photographers shooting our big day and we would eat bbq and ice cream at the reception. I would wear a vintage dress and do my own hair/makeup. This was my little story. However, when you allow the Lord to write your story, it looks a bit different.

You sit on the steps of the Basilique du Sacré-Cœur in Paris wearing jeans, a blazer & a scarf. You open up your iPhones and read the vows that you wrote to each other. You say ‘I do’. You are married. Just the two of you. No family. No photographer. No dress. No bbq. You walk down the millions of stairs to order crepes.

You are now Mrs. Chang.

And that is your story.

Europe: Chapter 1

I don’t know about you, but I LOVE surprises! So when my fiancé told me that we were going on a trip over Christmas/New Years, I just didn’t want to know where. He booked the trip in September and has been tricking me these past 3 months as to where we were going. Until a week before, I was for sure it was Japan. He has a friend of his ‘accidentally’ mention our Japan trip over Christmas thanks Blake!. I mentioned in a blog post last year, CLick to read, that I wanted to go to Europe. I was secretly hoping that we were heading to a land of gluten & espresso..and we were.

As I sat in the airport the day of Dec 23rd, I still had no idea where we were going. I made it through security without knowing. As it was time to board, he showed me the boarding pass that read PARIS. Holy.crap!!!!!!

And so began our adventure. We only spent a day in Paris, but that was just enough time to eat a crepe and start an epic adventure….