Because I really like my work and am so happy to dive right in, I like to spend Monday mornings reflecting, reading, and listening to a sermon or two. This might seem strange since we keep Sunday as our Sabbath day, but its easy to leave it there, on Sunday.

Part of our pastor’s message yesterday focused on a little challenge he set up for himself; He gave himself about two minutes to pick his favorite 5 verses. Or rather, what things about Jesus would he want to tell someone?

I thought it was a good exercise and decided to do it too. It’s quite revealing of how we view and relate to God. So, off the top of my head, here is what I chose (mine definitely became 5 passages rather than 5 verses).

His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.

Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?

I awakened you under the apple tree.
There your mother brought you forth;
There she who bore you brought you forth.

Set me as a seal upon your heart,
As a seal upon your arm;
For love is as strong as death,
Jealousy as cruel as the grave;
Its flames are flames of fire,
A most vehement flame.

Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor can the floods drown it.
If a man would give for love
All the wealth of his house,
It would be utterly despised.a

Now I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God. And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.  And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written:


God, who made the world and everything in it, since He is Lord of heaven and earth, does not dwell in temples made with hands. Nor is He worshiped with men’s hands, as though He needed anything, since He gives to all life, breath, and all things. And He has made from one blood every nation of men to dwell on all the face of the earth, and has determined their preappointed times and the boundaries of their dwellings, so that they should seek the Lord, in the hope that they might grope for Him and find Him, though He is not far from each one of us; for in Him we live and move and have our being, as also some of your own poets have said, ‘For we are also His offspring.’c

God, who at various times and in various ways spoke in time past to the fathers by the prophets, has in these last days spoken to us by His Son, whom He has appointed heir of all things, through whom also He made the worlds; who being the brightness of His glory and the express image of His person, and upholding all things by the word of His power, when He had by Himself purged our sins, sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high, having become so much better than the angels, as He has by inheritance obtained a more excellent name than they.d

For your Maker is your husband,
The Lord of hosts is His name;
And your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel;
He is called the God of the whole earth.e

a. Song of Solomon 8:3-7; b. Revelation 19:11-16; c. Acts 17:24-28; d. Hebrews 1:1-4; e. Isaiah 54:5 NKJV


Wednesday was my birthday, and, although it was a pretty low-key day and we weren’t able to squeeze in everything I had hoped, it was nice. AND I won’t feel guilty to keep celebrating a little and squeezing in those extra things in the coming days :) I’m hoping to spend some time this weekend making the apartment feel a bit cozy and festive and spend a couple of hours shopping in the East Village. David got me a beautiful wood slab cake stand, and instead of cake we had root beer floats.

Now back to work. After a birthday and Thanksgiving, I’m feeling behind. We’ve been blessed with several opportunities lately to take photos for friends. Adding those sessions to the wedding we shot this past weekend, I have much to do! Good thing I love it a lot :)


Breakfast with friends is completely worth a few extra dishes.

Our friend Josh’s fiancé, Heidi, has been in town so Dave invited them over for crepes this morning. Saturday morning crepes are as traditional as Christmas in the Poyzer home (seriously, check facebook or instagram on a Saturday, and you’ll see they’re all doing it).

Josh and Heidi asked us a couple of weeks ago if we’d photograph their wedding next spring to which we feel excited and honored. We think it will be an awesome shindig, plus we’ll actually get to spend most of the day with them. Many of you have probably experienced traveling to a friend’s wedding only to leave feeling like you didn’t get to spend hardly any time with them. It’s typical on such a full day. Well, its our little secret that wedding photography is the way we get to spend such a special day with our friends :) We really love it.

Today the weather is unexpectedly beautiful, and the light and breeze matched with such great company made for a lovely November morning. Today reminded me how much I love living in our neighborhood and how privileged we are, all of us, to open our homes and our hearts to people.

I hope you’re all having a beautiful weekend,



Hello my neglected blog and readers! I’m checking in only because while I’ve been amassed in wedding polaroids, I came across a few photos from vacation and realized I never shared any. ANY. It was really a great time, and I find myself more and more longing for the beach. Summer has been a hot one, but somehow this August has quickly moved into more fall-like weather than normal. Which in many ways is great and so welcomed, but in others, I feel like I am missing out on summery things. We’ve barely made it out on the boat this summer, haven’t floated down any rivers, nor picnicked enough with friends. Still, I’m not discontent. These days, this last year of my life, have been so beautiful. I’m finding friendships deepening, my body is growing healthier, vision is being cast, and time is being stewarded.

A week or two ago, I made myself a schedule. This is something I try to do as often as my schedule shifts, but I haven’t done it in a long, long time. At the top of this new schedule I wrote out the core values for my life as well as a few reminders. Keeping these in front of me remind me why I prioritize my time as well as what is given priority. If I want to be a certain person in 5 years or 50 years, then today I need to put into practice the things that will shape me. It looks something like this:

Be and do all God dreamed for me.

Know the Word
Be a good wife/mother
Be healthy
Work hard

I am not going to feel guilty when I can’t do one more thing.
I am not going to feel lazy when I need to rest.
I am not going to be lazy.

and finally, a couple quotes:
“If you don’t create a plan for your life, others will create one for you… If you aren’t controlling your life, someone else will.” Kris Vallotton

“Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.” Proverbs 29:18


While Dave’s out filming a wedding this evening, I’ve been home working on wedding photos. I catch myself at times being caught up in the emotions of the day. During the first time the couple sees each other, I’ll find myself on the edge of my seat, maybe wearing an open smile or sometimes a tear. As the festivities progress, and we move closer to the ceremony, photos of the groom bring me anxiety. I begin to feel the nervousness he may or may not have felt. It’s really so exciting sharing in this. I have the privilege (and sometimes the dread) of seeing more photos from the wedding day than the couple will ever see. After a recent wedding, Dave brought home over 2500 photos. I take this pile and I begin to sort it down, hopefully closer to 600-800.

I love the subtleties in the photos, the motion. When you are snapping photos near constantly, you can see the action in a bride reaching for her groom’s hand, and it is just so beautiful. I especially love those photos that happen right after the wedding party is finished with “formal” photos. They show their ruckus-ness and youth, regardless of age.

It truly is a joy, an honor really, to share in moments like these with couples. It’s so easy to grab a camera and snap a photo. We carry them in our phones daily, but do we realize the gravity and beauty in freezing a moment in time, to relive with friends or your love over and over?

I’m just feeling grateful for my job today. It’s pretty amazing to have spent my Saturday working, and it has all been joy and creativity in abundance.



My goodness, this week is flying by. Though it’s warming up again, this few day break from the heat has been awesome. I’ve finally been leaving the house much more willingly. Sunday evening, Dave and I met up with my parents and younger brother for a round of disc golf. It’s only my second time playing, but I’m seeing an improvement. My arm/shoulder wasn’t even killing me the next day :) I considered not mentioning this because disc golf seems somewhat unlike this blog. I guess I mainly write about food and pretty things, but really I want to keep this space a place I can share my heart and all around life happenings. Well, I love, love, love my family, so here you go. Also, I want/need/feel convicted to share more about health, my health. This might be for accountability, but also for keeping things well-rounded (hopefully not me), it’s a huge need in my life after all. Please remind me if I don’t hold to these words!

Back to Sunday: Doing something outside without melting or being consumed by mosquitoes was exceptionally nice. Hopefully, I’ll get one more round of disc golf in before my other brother and his wife come home from vacation; I’m looking forward to showing him my sweet moves (see below).

While the boys decided they needed to play just a little more, Mom and I got in touch with our not-so-inner-children. I love this picture of my mom on the blue hippopotamus. Oh, and then that sunset. We were really met with a beautiful night. Afterwards, we loaded in the van and headed to my parents’ where we couched it and watched a movie.


I hope everyone is having an awesome day. I think Dave and I will be taking it easy today. He is feeling pretty worn out after a busy week+. We spent last week filming another music video for the band Parlours. The song and concept for the video warm my heart. I realized just in the last day or so, that all that the video celebrates, we got to celebrate too. Hanging out with good friends on warm (!) summer nights, biking and catching fireflies… is just dreamy. I can’t wait to show it to you :)

Last night Dave and I met with a couple of other good friends for a night of hanging out with God, creating. Bri brought all kinds of art supplies and we just got to play, enjoyed communion together, listened to this Commencement Address from Makoto Fujimura, and finished the night off with sparklers. You know, anything to invoke wonder :)


We had a FUN night. We are apart of the ministering prayer team at our church. We meet formally once a month, and each month we receive “homework”. It usually involves spending a certain amount of time with God, reporting on an article, etc. This month our assignment was to have fun and act childlike. We all did different things throughout our month, some did several things, some picked just one. Dave went storm chasing, bought a record, I bought a wire basket for no reason other than I wanted it :), rearranged furniture in the middle of the night, you get the idea. Some people may have even tee-peed our pastor’s house.

To top it all off, tonight was our once a month meeting. About an hour and a half before the start time, we received a text message telling us we’ll be meeting at a different address. We spent the evening with friends in the junkiest of movie theaters Des Moines has to offer, catching popcorn in our mouths and laughing loudly while we watched The Lorax (ok, maybe I teared up a little in there too). Afterwards, we stopped for ice cream.

If you haven’t for a while, will you do something just for fun as well? Maybe get a manicure, roll down a hill, laugh and don’t try to stop, eat candy for breakfast, wear mis-matched socks, buy something you wouldn’t normally buy yourself, you get the idea. I’d love to hear what you do :)



Maybe not everyone has a man in their life like this, but I know a few people who do. You know, the kind of man that sometimes picks up after himself, but certainly likes to leave socks, cardigans, hats, or coats draped from chair or couch arm or sometimes, just strewn about the floor. My man also has this thing with dishes. It is very regular that he will have about three glasses/cups on his desk at a time. The glass from his first thirst of the day, the cup from his morning coffee, and maybe a new one come lunch time because he forgot he already had one out.

There are times when these things make me livid. I don’t touch a thing, just waiting for him to notice what a beast he is being. All the while, my blood is boiling along with my patience.

There are times when I try to calmly ask him to pick them up when he gets a chance, but really I mean “do it right this very second or I will implode”.

In comes my new perspective. I save myself emotional turmoil (and a messy home), by just picking things up as they come. Why allow myself to be annoyed a second time when I notice it again? That dirty glass on the nightstand with the residue of dissolvable vitamins? He won’t be using it again; I may as well let it soak in the sink. The socks that somehow missed the laundry basket by 8 inches? I put them in there myself. You might think that this is enabling, but I see it as living peaceably. My blood pressure isn’t raising, and I’m not about to boil over in rage and yell at my husband. Phew!

Everyday isn’t like this. Dave can be super helpful, and when I know he isn’t extremely busy, I’ll ask him for help. This is just something I realized I have been doing lately, and it’s working for me, for us.


I can’t help but post this. This is the message from this past Sunday. Maybe it was because it had been six weeks since I had heard a sermon in “adult church”, or maybe it was because it was really that powerful, but this was so penetrating. I’ve mentioned to a few people that I was so close to jumping up and giving a standing ovation while my friend and pastor was still speaking.

If you love Jesus, give it a listen. And if you don’t, you just might end up loving Him.