Hi! We’re the Statons!
We’re a young family, livin’ and lovin’ deep in the heart of Texas.
I’m Hannah. I’m a twenty-something coffee-drinker, bookworm, and admirer of all things floral.
I love languages, and want to speak them all. Current obsession: American Sign Language.
I love lifestyle and design blogs, but have zero natural skill for applying any of it to my actual life.
I am terribly indecisive. Like squirrel-trying-to-cross-the-street indecisive.
I. love. babies. In case you can’t tell.
I met Kip while we were playing sand volleyball with a group of friends from our church. I saw him and my first thought was, “That guy would never like me.” I am so glad I was wrong! A couple weeks later, we had our first date, and six months from that day we were married. Eleven months later we welcomed our sweet Rosie, and 14 months later, our Sammy boy was brought into the family. Our 3.5 years together has been a whirlwind that I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world. When I was younger, I always dreamed of what my future family would look like… and now that I’m actually in this season, I am blown away at how beautiful it is. “Grateful” doesn’t seem like an adequate word to describe how I feel. I don’t deserve these people.
You’ll see that I write a lot about Jesus. That’s because without Him, I would have no life, no purpose, no hope. Here’s the deal: we all know we’re imperfect. We all do things that are ugly and selfish. No one can honestly deny that. We may have a hard time seeing it beyond all the “nice” things we do, or maybe how other people perceive us as a “nice person”, but basically, we know we’re broken. That’s why we’re always looking for a fix. We look for it in relationships, jobs, addictions, distractions… but none of these things last. There has to be an answer, a reason for this life. And if all these wrong answers fade away, doesn’t it make sense that we’d look for something eternal? Someone eternal? Jesus, the Son of God, was tortured until he was so maimed, He no longer looked like a man. He was nailed to a cross by His hands and feet. He was mocked, cursed, and spit upon. And even during all this, he said, “Father, forgive them.” He endured the Cross so that we might have eternal life. Life beyond the hurt of this world, life free from the penalty of our sin and from the constant reign of it over our lives. Three days after his crucifixion, Jesus was raised back to life – victorious, even over Death itself. And now, He is seated at the right hand of God, and He lives to pray for us. One day, He’ll return to gather all His people together, and put Evil to death forever.