Blog Elder.

Recently, my girls and I have come to "name our elders". It began one day when we liked a girlfriend's hair and asked her how she did it. She sweetly gave a mini tutorial (yes, in the cafeteria), and we affectionately named her our “Hair Elder”. Since, we’ve appointed our Fashion Elder, Bachelor Elder, Library Elder, and Cooking Elder. I assure you, there are more to come.

This week I've come to realize that the blog world can be an inconspicuous beast. Let's get real, it's overwhelming, no? Everyone can have their own site, style, posts, and "voice". This tiny-itsy-bitsy, little-read blog of mine is only one among millions.

And I want a Blog Elder.

You know, someone who will weed through all the posts - good, bad, and ugly - and tell me what is worth reading. Someone who will pull up awesome anonymous bloggers that I can't seem to get my hands on and the ones I didn't know to be looking for.

And so…

I thought I would share some of the best ones I know. Give a little blogger love over here, peeps…

These two have to be some of the cutest newlyweds in the history of ever and ever.

This little lady is not only downright precious, but authentically expresses the real stuff of life. She won’t fake it and tell you every moment of married life is blissful, but when a bliss-filled moment comes along you can’t get her to pipe down; she decorates on a budget but writes about resisting materialism and craving contentment. Also, she has some stellar give-aways.

This guy is a favorite gentleman of mine. He’s just awesome. He writes poetry and prose and the occasional rant. You’ll like him, I promise.

This little lass is made of simply good taste. Need I say more?

Justin Taylor on Reformational Theology as it intersects with culture … swoon.

I have an adorable friend who makes everything look unexpectedly cute. She creates pretty things, takes pretty pictures, and loves Jesus hard. Don’t forget to check out her engagement story – simply darling.

Singing is not something I do other than in the shower, the car, my room, or … anyway, it’s not something I do well. But Tim, on the other hand, can belt it out with the best of em. He’s a performer with a Jesus-tender heart. And he is such a superduperawesome writer.

Sigh. If I can't shoot like this, I want to at least be able to afford this magnificent photography duo some day.

Mama Sarah is a dear friend of mine. She loves her babies well and talks openly about the hardships and delights of adoptions and multi-cultural family life.

These girls are some good thinkers. They love Jesus with all their minds in a strikingly beautiful way. Imagine my written rants coming at you in lady-like form and that’s what you get here… can’t imagine it? Well then, you had better take a looksie over here.

I know, I know… for the rest of your day you will be procrastinating your work as you skip from blog to blog … you're welcome.