Years ago if someone had asked to feature my Thanksgiving Table with you all… I would've wanted to run out Pottery Barn and buy all the pretty, impressive things.

But the truth is… this table shows the essence of me & my thankful heart far more than a perfectly curated tablescape ever could. It is mismatched, vintage, and random, but I suppose that's a little bit of who I am & each piece tells a story, inviting the loved ones from our past and present to our table. 

The plates are a collection of my Great Granny's from London. The linen napkins were handed down from my husband side. The teapot, my mother's heirloom.  The antlers, from my man who takes providing for his family with unmatched conviction, the wooden spoon, a gift from a dear friend serving God in Mozambique. The decor...foraged by Mila and I in the city. And these gorgeous handmade bowls created by artisans through Bought Beautifully {I cannot WAIT to share more on these}.

But quickly! I wanted to share my {rare/improbable} thankful table this year:

  • First, I am thankful for less. Our culture is constantly calling us to want more, more, more. But unless it's my toddler asking for more broccoli, the only thing I want more of right now is my Savior. We are expecting A baby in March, so it seems only logical as our family expands to cut our belongings & square footage in half. :-) But there is something so freeing about cutting the clutter, the noise, and being content right where we are at with half of what we had before. 

  • I'm thankful that my husbands meniscus tore. Ok that sounds sick. {I promise I love my spouse}. The truth is…the timing of an inevitable surgery the day after we moved seemed almost comically terrible at the time, but it has forced my hard-working husband to slow and not have to travel as much. So if it had to happen...the timing had a silver lining.

The Bonus: instead of him commuting an hour back-and-forth every day like he did in Milwaukee … We pick him up and take him to work.

Every morning.

And Mila gets to snuggle her daddy. It's priceless. And there's nothing more tender than intentional time. 

  • Guys. For the first time in all of our married life we are actually able to sit down and have dinner as a family. Not because we didnt want to or strive for it. But our entire married life, he was in seminary until late at night, I was teaching at my art school, or he was working as a therapist. We've never done the traditional dinner thing. Until now. And we LOVE it. Which also means for the first time in our married life… I am learning to cook & I'm actually excited about cooking {well, most nights :-) }. 
  • I am thankful for moving and stretching. My heart sunk and shattered at the idea of closing the art studio. Our sense of community and our hometown are a huge part of my soul. But I knew in moving me out of state and my comfort zone, God had bigger and better ideas for my pillow of comfort that I all too often rested my head upon. Is it weird that I am loving the growing pains I am currently feeling? More time in prayer and leaning on Him. That just one day spent with my college roommates here, after 10 years apart, could fill me up emotionally for the rest of the entire week!?

  • I am thankful for loss. Please don't misunderstand me. I craved and loved the baby we lost with all of my being. And not a day goes by where I wonder what it would be like to meet that precious love in heaven someday. But sometimes in a broken world, the outcome is not what we wish for. But I am greatful for a God who sees me and makes beauty of my agony. The way my God nurtured, held me and met Nick and I in our marriage. That experience gave me something pure and unshakable I could never have learned on my own. 

  • Regardless of how overwhelming the election months felt...I am grateful for an opportunity to listen to loved ones that had differing opinions than my own and learn on an entirely different level, what it means to love in indifference. Its hard guys. But I am so thankful for it.

  • And of course. For our precious Mila, friends, family, and these tiny, tender kicks I am feeling at 1am as I write this. God is really so sweet.

Finally, I am so thankful for the women and men that are leaving the world more in love with God and life than they found it. Companies like Bought Beautifully are not only providing jobs, but with every artisan are intentionally encouraging & sharing the gospel.

And every piece tells a story.

Example: Check out these incredible bowls. {Words From the Company}: "These Barro Bowls are handmade with "barro" (clay) harvested from the mountaintops of Honduras and accented with a rim of intricately woven pine straw and thread. Not only does this bowl provide employment for the artisan who made it, but it also provides them with an opportunity to be discipled by the ministry they work with. For some this is their first or only opportunity to truly learn about Jesus."

It sure is a beautiful reminder every time we use them to be thankful for how little or how much we have. And how we measure what we have, versus who we are in Christ.

That said...I would LOVE to know what you are thankful for this season. Please Share!

And if you have a moment, please also check out the Thankful Tables of Bought Beautifully & my dear sisters, {speakers and bloggers} Teresa and Molly as they share their thankful tables!

I so appreciate you taking the time to engage with a part of my heart on your busy Monday.

Happy Thanksgiving! #LiveOutLOVE