About Megan Webb

http://woodstockpeace.com

I am a 20-something year old, a wife, a mom, a friend, an adventurist, an optimist, a creator, a musician, an artist and a dreamer. I love God, and I love the potential I see in people. Maybe I can inspire that potential in you and bring about some smiles along the way. What I don't want this space to be is a place where I reap glorification. The only reason I have the ability to do the things I do is because of The Creator. Understand that I will probably make many mistakes and might fail a time or two. But I am ok with that, and hopefully you will be too.

Posts by Megan Webb:

Sweet Boy.

I know I already did a picture post of Abram recently, but MAN I took these pictures of him a few days ago while we were playing outside and I can’t NOT share them!

But before I do, just an update on me: I had a rough week. Monday’s post was all about needing God, and it rang true for me the past few days. I really let most things defeat me this week. It’s just one punch in the jaw after another, and this morning I woke up with achy eyes and the beginnings of a sore throat. It’s difficult not to allow myself to fall into a depression or feel like God is against me. But I press on, with the promises of scripture and the encouragement that surrounds me all the time.

Tomorrow Daniel and I leave for St. Augustine for our 2 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!! It’s gross how fast time has come and gone. I hate it. But I look forward to spending a few days with my husband, celebrating one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. We are staying at the Cedar House Inn and booked a room that looks very similar to the one we stayed in on our honeymoon. I can’t wait to see the fort tomorrow and go on a wine tour and tasting Saturday afternoon!

Enough of me though, here’s my cute boy:

I know. I can’t take it either.

Jess and Miguel.

Back in November of 2011, I had the pleasure of being apart of a beautiful wedding for my two friends Jess and Miguel. Not only did I get to be a bridesmaid, but Daniel and I did the wedding pictures. It was our first team effort, and our first wedding gig ever. The entire wedding was D.I.Y. down to the cupcake cake and the tye dye table clothes. The day could not have been more gorgeous, and it was a great celebration with friends. We had a lot of fun, and for our first wedding I was very pleased with the photos we got out of it. But the most rewarding part of it all was that the newlyweds loved them, and that is all that matters. Here are some of my favorite shots from that beautiful day.

More Than The Song I Sing.

I need God.

I need even more of Him.

More and more….and even more.

It’s a scary but also a weight lifting reality to be unveiled from the illusion that I don’t need God. I NEED HIM. For His help. His comfort. His understanding. His mighty hand. His death and life through the son. His grace. His humility. His strength. His hope. His wisdom. His truth. His courage. His discernment. His patience. His fellowship. His joy. His wild ideas and his huge calls. His whole and complete love.

Do you see? All good things come from the Father.

Without Him, I can only have specters of such things.

This truth makes me want to burst. The passion, the compassion it creates. Oh friends, it is overwhelmingly sweet.

See, when I come to this place, when I get a glimpse of such complete unity with my Creator….. I just want everyone to know. I want everyone to have Him, to hold on to Him and to be held by Him.

I think about all the people I’ve passed by; all those souls I’ve written off, whether it be for my lack of faith or because of my overflow of selfishness.

I think about high school. All of the friends and spectators who were put in my path. Everyone who saw something in me, but never got to hear what that “thing” was all about.

I think about my best friends, their struggles, and my blatant apathy towards them.

I think about my family members who know nothing of grace but only of abandonment, rejection, bitterness and self-service. And my fear of them not wanting anything to do with me.

I think about my communities past, present and future. All of the broken pieces, the wandering and the dead bones.

Thankfully He is a God that cannot be tamed, and what He wants will surely come to pass. So perhaps all of the ones I’ve passed by have, are and will get to thirst after and taste reconciliation and restoration, and just a bit of His glory.

I know that some of those reading this are not about God or religion or Christianity. I’m o.k. with that. Please, don’t write me off. We are all apart of this big beautiful painting. Lets live this life together, whether you’re here in Lake City, Florida or you live clear across the globe.

Please, ask me any question. All the questions. Stir up the wells and the deep waters. Lets dance in the rivers and carry each other through the scorching desserts.

Go, and be encouraged this Monday morning. You are not alone.

Hallelujah.