Photoshoots?!💥

Hi Everyone!

Lots of news over here 🩵

MY BOOK IS ALMOST DONE!!!!!! My editor and I are wrapping it up. It has an amazing cover, and will soon be formatead beautifully (thank you Brenda Bird!) It will be uploaded to Amazon SOON.

Also, my brother in law started a business! He’s creating and selling hat pins. Click here to see his website. The newest ones coming are rad!

AND! Since my book is done I’m taking on a couple photoshoots.

I have a wedding booked in Newport Beach in June and then I come to Seattle.

Newport Beach: June 9-11

I can take ONE family shoot.

Seattle: June 23-25

I will take FOUR Photoshoots (I shoot purely digital.)

Shoots can take place indoor, outdoor, whatever you want. They will last 45-60 minutes, and cost $300 (payable via Venmo).

Writing has become my favorite pastime. With this book almost out, I hope it’s the beginning of many more—starting with a children’s book my sister and I plan to collaborate on. And, I finally hope to get a podcast or two rolling that have been in the works!

As always, lots of big dreams, and lots more of trying to figure out how to make them happen!

I send my love to each of you, and hope to see you in Seattle 🤍

Christina

momentum comes from Jesus

I have a favor to ask everyone: will you please pray for me to finish my book? It has been 3 years. I want to get it out already! I have two children’s books also in the works that I would like out of my head and into whoever’s hands who want them. But I need extra help!

Please and thank you thank you thank you! 

AnnieKate and MayMay,

This mama is full of mortality’s shortcomings, weaknesses, and frailties, but there is nothing of which I am more certain: Jesus Christ and repentance.

The last few weeks I have pondered momentum. 

Where does it come from? How do I get it? 

My recurring thoughts are: come as you are–slow, depleted, with a dead battery, even dead stagnant. It doesn’t matter because momentum comes from Jesus Christ, not works, or goals, or promises. Everything you need and want comes from Him, through repentance.

Culturally we hear “do more, be more, just try. Even if it’s small, do something. Momentum can’t arise from nothing, so start somewhere.”

But what about when I can’t?

One day you may find yourselves like me–crushing it: homeschooling, cooking delicious food, taking care of the baby, doing it all, for a whopping 2.53 seconds! And then, for reasons known or unknown, you find yourselves flat on your face, on the floor, flat as a pancake, no momentum anywhere in sight.

What now? When you lack the strength to get back up, when you don’t even want to, and when you can’t start small, when you don’t even want to, what then?

Consider my life experience and knowledge of Jesus Christ:

Momentum can (and does!) arise out of nothing. 

Momentum can (and does!) come regardless of what we are, or are not, doing. 

Momentum comes from Jesus through our repentance.

Momentum comes because of Jesus Christ, Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end.

I am not Alpha—my beginning—He is! 

Even my momentum starts with Jesus.

The Savior has perfect momentum! So cry out every woe and difficulty and slipup. Cry out your paralysis. Cry out your pains and frustrations that keep you from being who you want to be and doing what you want to do. 

Girls, never forget! You cry until momentum comes. You cry until you are moving in the direction you want to go. And you don’t stop crying until change and miracles come. This is repentance–crying until change and miracles come (Alma 34, 33, 32). This is repentance— “looking to Him in every thought.” Every, every, every thought, regardless of how good or bad, happy or sad.

Jesus is Alpha and Omega–the beginning and end of everything you wish to be, everything you want to do. When you have nothing to give He puts you in motion, not because of what you’ve done but because of everything He did.

He is Alpha, your kickstart, your jumpstart: a “...connection to electrical power…or another source of current; -- an emergency procedure used when a vehicle's own battery has insufficient power to start the vehicle normally. …a speedy start to (an activity) using the assistance of some external impetus...”

When your battery is dead and you have no momentum, when you don’t even want momentum, repentance plugs you into the source of infinite power, infinite momentum, Jesus Christ.

Don’t get hung up on what you need to do, what you’re not doing, what you think you should be doing. Don’t look to yourself in every thought, “look unto Him in every thought”. Send every thought and feeling and problem to Him, every time it arises (repentance). He will do His work: He will send momentum, miracles, and change, even when your battery is dead and you couldn’t be any more stagnant.

When you start to think of what you’re not, “always remember Him” and all He is. Wait for Him, wait on Him, crying out until momentum comes.

I love you. He loves you most, 

Your Mama

Just Jesus

My three beautiful girls,

Damion stopped me in the store tonight raving about the cashew sour cream I held in my hand, the juicery he owns in Layton, his favorite kimchi on the shelf, and “Taron Johnson who plays for the Bills, #24, is my best friend!”

I had just wrapped up a writing zoom seminar and was thinking about the books I’m writing, why I’m writing them. When the conversation about food and healthy gut biome ended, of course my mind continued the conversation (KLOVE had been cranked in the car and I was rocking out to Promises), “I’m writing books…religious books…” Then wondered, are they religious? Are they Christian? LDS? How do I categorize the books I’m writing?

In my experience, once something is labeled it gets murky. Then when I try to describe it it is constrained to “that thing”.

I started attending the temple every week again (it’s been two weeks ;). A best friend and I meet there, sit in the celestial room, discuss things on our mind, in our hearts. I feel revelation beginning to flow again. I have more questions and subsequently feel more answers.

And so continued my trail of thoughts. …writing an LDS book puts it in a box—an LDS box. Writing a Christian book puts it in a Christian box.

I’m writing Jesus books, no box.

Maybe sometimes even the church gets between us and Jesus.

Maybe the church is just a vehicle that gets me to the temple, and the temple is a vehicle that gets me to Jesus.

Girls, I have one wish for you: don’t get caught up in the myriad of voices at home, at church, anywhere. Go find Jesus—preferably in His house. He will tell you everything you want to know.

I love you more than you love me, your mama

Mis tres hermosas chicas

Damion me detuvo en la tienda esta noche delirando sobre la crema agria de anacardo que tuve en la mano, la compañía de jugo de que es dueno en Layton, su kimchi favorito en la estantería, y "Taron Johnson, que juega para los Bills, # 24, es mi mejor amigo ! "

Acababa de terminar un seminario de escritura por zoom y estaba pensando en los libros que estoy escribiendo, por qué los estoy escribiendo. Cuando terminó la conversación sobre la comida y el bioma intestinal saludable, mi mente continuó la conversación, "Estoy escribiendo libros ... libros religiosos ..." Pero pensé, son ellos religiosos? ¿Son cristianos? ¿Cómo categorizo ​​los libros que estoy escribiendo?

En mi experiencia, una vez que se etiqueta algo, se vuelve turbio. Luego, cuando trato de describirlo, se limita a esa categoría, y no se puede pertenecer a ningún otro.

Empecé a asistir al templo todas las semanas de nuevo (han pasado dos semanas). Un mejor amigo y yo nos reunimos allí, nos sentamos en el salón celestial, discutimos las cosas que tenemos en la mente, en el corazón. Siento que la revelación comienza a fluir de nuevo. Tengo más preguntas y siento más respuestas que vienen de los cielos.

Y así continuó mi rastro de pensamientos. … Escribir un libro de la iglesia lo pone en una caja. Escribir un libro cristiano lo pone en una caja cristiana.

Estoy escribiendo libros de Jesús, no caja.

Quizás a veces la iglesia se interpone entre nosotros y Jesús.

Quizás la iglesia es solo un vehículo que me lleva al templo, y el templo es un vehículo que me lleva a Jesús. Él hace todo lo demás.

Niñas, tengo un solo deseo para ustedes: no se dejen atrapar por la miríada de voces en casa, en la iglesia, en cualquier lugar. Ve a buscar a Jesús, preferiblemente en Su casa. Él te dirá todo lo que quieras saber.

Las amo más de lo que me aman a mí, tu mamá

MayMay-cita


May Marielle Judd came Jul 20th around 3am (I think ;))

She is a dreamboat and we do nothing but swoon over her (well, there’s not a ton of swooning every 2-3 hours all night, but during the day she is perfection in baby form.)

There is radio silence over here while we maul our baby, and get back into homeschool and extracurriculars, but I did want to share something I was part of this morning:

My friend, Tracy’s, The Thy Neighbor Podcast.

This is our 37 minute chat, where I bare the things of my soul regarding faith in Jesus Christ, repentance, and why suffering.

These are my favorite topics in the entire world. This podcast is full of my rambling, emotion, and deeply imperfect communication skills, but if you listen, I hope you hear the Savior talking to you, more than either of us.

My love runs deep for Him, His mercy, His grace, His priesthood power that He sends to everyone who wants it.

día dos

(we have been up since 3am and are now in a hotel where I cannot upload my latest photos to this post! For those of you here for the photos (Jenna, xoxo) I’m sorry ;))

Repentance is about hearts more than works.

Today I am thankful for a Savior who makes our hearts one with his - not by our works, rather by our trust in Him that turns us to Him. He in turn makes our hearts one with each other.

Faith unto repentance is more like faith unto oneness.

El arrepentimiento se trata de corazones más que obras. 

Hoy estoy agradecido por un Salvador que hace que nuestros corazones sean uno con el suyo - no por nuestras obras, sino más bien por volvernos hacia Él y escucharlo - para que Él cambie los corazones que sean uno con Él y todos los demás. 

La fe para el arrepentimiento tal vez podría ser mejor dicho: la fe hasta la unidad.

expectativas perdidas - unmet expectations

*** If you know anyone around Phoenix or Gilbert, AZ, Palo Alto, CA, or Los Angeles, CA and would like to share These travel dates with friends, in community groups, or on social media I would be so thankful! Here are my upcoming travel dates:

Arizona Oct 22-24

Palo Alto Oct 30-31

Los Angeles Nov 13-15

I can take 1-2 more shoots in each location.

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The other night, a good friend laughed saying 90% of her problems stem from missed expectations. That night, in my scripture study, I read the story of Abinadi and all I saw were what could have been unmet expectations.

As a background, King Noah was not a good guy. He had many wives and concubines, caused his people to commit sin, and taxed them practically to death to maintain his lifestyle according to "the desires of his own heart."

Abinadi, a good guy, lived in King Noah's pueblo and the Lord sent Abinadi to tell everyone to believe in Christ and repent (of course).

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Abinadi preached the greatest message of all time, and naturally, they wanted to kill him. Two years passed and Abinadi again, this time in disguise, returned. They captured him and took him to King Noah to be killed. But King Noah and the priests first questioned him, specifically asking about scriptures they, as priests, did not understand. Abinadi must have spent hours conveying the most beautiful and brilliant message about the Savior, quoting Isaiah and Jesus in a masterful testimony. He reminded everyone that Jesus Christ would live and die for every one of us. That He loves us! That He helps us! That He knows our pain and heartache and answers prayers and will give us power and bring us home — only to be sent to the dungeon for three days. When the priests brought Abinadi back King Noah said, "We have found an accusation against thee, and thou art worthy of death."

Abinadi was burned alive.

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I wonder what went through Abinadi’s mind!

I wonder if he asked himself what he did wrong, if he felt guilty no one listened. I wonder if he felt like God should have chosen someone else for the job. I wonder if he felt he failed.

I don’t think he thought that. So why do I?

My self talk would have immediately spiraled downward, "That didn't go as planned. I followed the spirit! I did what I was told! I was full of power! Did I misunderstand the revelation? Does Jesus love me? What went wrong?"

But when you and I read that story, we see - we know - everything went right.

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Abinadi’s last words were: "Oh God, receive my soul."

“No matter what happens to me let God prevail. The Savior has not forgotten me. Let God prevail. He's in charge; I am His. Let God prevail. He will fight my battles. Let God Prevail.“

What does Abinadi (and Alma who was converted then had to run for his life to hide from the guards who hunted him!) teach me? When it all seems to be going wrong, it might actually be going right; and it’s one more opportunity for me to prove that no matter what, more than I want anything else, I first want God to prevail in my life.

Problems do not always mean things are wrong or broken. A situation can be hard, insane even, and still there could be nothing more right.

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La otra noche, una buena amiga se rió diciendo que el 90% de sus problemas surgen de expectativas perdidas. Esa noche, en mi estudio de las Escrituras, leí la historia de Abinadí y todo lo que vi fueron lo que podrían haber sido expectativas incumplidas.

Como trasfondo, el rey Noé no era un buen tipo. Tuvo muchas esposas y concubinas, hizo que su pueblo cometiera pecado, y los gravó para mantener su estilo de vida según "los deseos de su propio corazón".

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Abinadí, un buen tipo, vivía en el pueblo del rey Noé. El Señor envió a Abinadí para decirle a todos que creyeran en Cristo y se arrepintieran (claro).

Abinadí predicó el mensaje más grande de todos los tiempos y, naturalmente, querían matarlo. Pasaron dos años y Abinadí de nuevo, esta vez disfrazado, volvió a predicar. Lo capturan y lo llevan al rey Noé para que lo maten. Pero primero el rey Noé y los sacerdotes lo interrogan, específicamente sobre las escrituras que se supone que ellos mismos conocen como sacerdotes. Abinadí debe haber pasado horas transmitiendo el mensaje más hermoso y brillante sobre el Salvador, citando a Isaías y a Jesús en un testimonio magistral. Cuando terminó, lo enviaron al calabozo durante tres días. El rey lo trajo de regreso y dijo: "Hemos hallado una acusación contra ti, y eres digno de muerte".

Abinadí fue quemado vivo.

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¡Me pregunto qué pensó Abinadí! Si fuera yo, habría pensado: "Eso no salió como estaba planeado. ¡Seguí el espíritu! ¡Hice lo que me dijeron! ¡Estaba lleno de poder! ¡¿Hice algo mal?! ¿Olvidé algo? ¿Entendí mal la revelación? ¡¿Jesús me ama ?! ¡¿Qué salió mal?!"

Pero cuando usted y yo leemos esa historia, vemos y sabemos que todo salió bien. ¡No había nada más que Abinadí pudiera haber hecho!

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Garantizado, Abinadí estaba más lleno de fe y arrepentimiento que yo, sus últimas palabras fueron: "Oh Dios, recibe mi alma". Me pregunto si pensó, no importa lo que me pase. Deja que Dios prevalezca. El Salvador no me ha olvidado. Deja que Dios prevalezca. Él está a cargo; Soy su. Deja que Dios prevalezca. Él peleará mis batallas. Deja que Dios prevalezca.

Y eso es solo Abinadí. ¡Todavía está Alma, el sacerdote que sintió el Espíritu Santo y se convirtió! ¿Cuáles eran sus expectativas? ¡Estoy siguiendo a este profeta! ¡Sentí el espíritu! ¡Dios me dijo que esto estaba bien! Pero tuvo que correr y esconderse para salvar su vida mientras el rey lo perseguía diciendo que "estaba incitando al pueblo a rebelarse contra él".

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Ser fiel y arrepentido no es el camino fácil. Pero con un pequeño cambio de paradigma, cuando todo parece que va mal, en realidad podría ir bien.