How Two Complete Strangers Really Made Me Think

Hello there, beautiful people!

I think I've mentioned a few times now how much I've changed over the past couple of years and how I've come out of my shell a lot more. Today, I want to talk about that a little bit.

Before, when I was probably 12 or 13, I didn't talk to people. Let me rephrase that, either strangers, or even people I know but not that well. I was very quiet, reserved and I was terrified of saying anything to anyone. I was afraid of checking out my books at the library because I might have to talk to someone! That's changed quite a bit.

Today, I'm still pretty quiet, but I'm not as cautious to not talk to strangers. I love people! I'm just not very loud about it. 

So the first instance where a stranger influenced me? I was at A.C. Moore with my Memere and she was having a bow made at the design center. At first, this lady seemed like she wasn't in a very good mood. Maybe she wasn't? I don't know for sure. But while she was making the bow, something told me to try talking to her. I was reluctant to do so, but before I could hold the words back they kind of poured out of my mouth. Like a faucet. 

 "You must have made a lot of these, huh?"

 She looked up and seemed almost a little shocked that I talked to her. I don't know if it's because she doesn't often have teenagers talking to her or what, but the words were out of my mouth. A little bit of that dread I used to feel when having to talk to strangers came back, but it quickly went away as the conversation carried on between this lady, my Memere and I. We talked and she seemed to be in a better mood, or maybe it was my mood.

 This conversation with this lady made me really think about how we can influence other people's attitude. With so much negativity and stress and bad stuff in the world, sometimes I think some people just need a smile, or a kind word. It works wonders trust me!

The second instance where a stranger influenced me was at Walmart with my Mom. We were standing in line at the pharmacy getting allergy medication when a woman came up behind us on one of those zippy scooters. (She later explained to us that it was her own and not the ones Walmart had). 

She started a conversation with us and we were talking about how she's had issues with MediCare etc. and hasn't had her meds in over a month! Poor lady! She said she's been feeling awful, but now that she can get her meds she'll be up and walking with her cane in no time. This woman wasn't a senior citizen, by the way, just had some sort of handicap in her legs. Upon continuing to talk, she said something that's really been sticking out in my mind. She said, "Just taking a daily walk down the street will be amazing!" 

The reason I think this stuck out in my mind so much is because I feel like we all take these healthy bodies we've been given for granted. I'm serious! Not everyone does, but we don't realize the amazing things our bodies can do and what a true blessing it is just to be able to walk in general.

 So I guess being more willing to talk to people has its advantages. I know I've definitely learned two things in the past week. Appreciate the healthy body God gave me, and always smile at strangers, whether they think you're crazy or not :)

                                                   Kelsey :)


Faster Than the Speed of Light

Hello there beautiful people!

  So when I think about the expression time flies, I usually have one of two reactions:

1. "No! It's not going fast enough for me. I just want to be an adult, have a job, get married, have kids.." You get the picture. 


2. "Time flies? Ha! More like time folds itself up, jumps into a rocketship, and zooms off faster than the speed of light! Could it slow down a bit, please?!" 

  In thinking about this past year, I'm thinking my answer wouldn't be either of those things. Because in some ways this past year has dragged on, but in others, it really has traveled super fast. Sometimes I feel like I'm riding on the back of a monstrous snail, and others I feel like I'm on a roller coaster (one I had no idea I had gotten on) and I'm just zooming at the moment, everything passing in a blur. 

 One year. Today it's been one year since we got back to Massachusetts from Indiana. One year since I drove down a street I hadn't been on in two years. One year since I moved into a house I never thought I'd live in again. 

 All of the moments over the past year have been hard, but not all in a bad way. Challenging? Yes. Scary? Yes. Totally uncertain? AMEN! But everything has been possible. Every obstacle has been possible through the One who makes all things possible. He's been there for me over the past year. 

 I've grown so much over the past year. In faith, in maturity. Sure, it's been a whirlwind, but there have been so many moments were I've just been in complete awe of what God has done in our lives. 

 It's amazing all of the support we have around us. Not only in the people we live with, or just our family, but the friends we have. New and old. I didn't realize how much I'd missed that companionship of being around friends until we came back here.

  It's been an amazing, crazy, wonderful, scary year, and I can't wait to see what comes next.

                                                         Kelsey :)


I'm Feeling the Joy of Life... And I Don't Plan on Stopping

Hello there, beautiful people! 

  Within the next couple of days, it'll be the one year anniversary since we moved back to Massachusetts from Indiana last year. It's been a crazy year, but it's been blessed. I've had some of the most amazing experiences this past year and had we not come back, I would probably still be the extremely shy, safe, sheltered girl I let myself be for so long. I wasn't sheltered by my parents or something like that, I allowed myself to become sheltered. I let me shelter me, if that makes any sense. 

  This past year has definitely been challenging, crazy, tough at times, and it's definitely made me want to just bawl my eyes out a time or two. But I've also experienced more joy in the last year than I have in a truly long time. 

  Just yesterday, my Mom, brothers, and I went hiking. It was amazing! We had so much fun and there's just something so calming about hiking through the woods. 

  Sure, life has a lot of ups and downs, but I think the problem with being unhappy lies n the lack of finding the happy. Because joy is something you have to chase after, grab with both hands, and hold onto until your knuckles turn white. Because life won't be happy all of the time unless you find the joy in the little places. 

  I've discovered that over the past year. If you want joy you have to seek it. Because it's not just going to be handed to you on a silver platter. Quite the opposite actually. It's like this world is just going to keep handing you more and more negativity and more and more pain and more and more hardship, and God is whispering in your ear, reminding you that you can find joy in Him. You can find joy in his creation, in friends, in family. Wherever you need to find it, find it. I promise it'll be worth it.

  Once you feel that deep, solid joy, you'll just crave more. And you have to find the thing that keeps you full of it, the person that encourages it, whatever it may be that causes you the most joy. Because life can try and bring you down, but I'm a firm believer that God wants to raise you up. I've been clinging to the verse in Nehemiah that says, "the joy of the Lord is my strength," for a long time now. Because even if you feel like you can't find that joy, you can find your strength in his joy. And that's what I like to hold on to. 

                                           Kelsey :)


There She Goes Thinkin' Again

Hello there, beautiful people!

I haven't posted for a bit, but I've been lacking in inspiration. It happens a lot, I'm afraid. 

Life is kind of strange right now, but it always seems that way. Things are always changing, people are coming and going, and God is always  moving. 

I've had this particular thought for awhile and I've decided to share it with someone (besides my mom). So I figured, why not just post it on here? I wrote it down the other day, so I'll just write exactly what I wrote down.

"Life seems, to me, a lot like a campfire. The people around you are the community you have with God. The fire itself is the mesmerizing world of sin. Enticing, but hot.

Some sit on their seats, watching the fire but, knowing they'll get burned, they keep a safe distance.

Some go full-force into the fire, either unsure or uncaring about getting burned. The fire is just so hypnotic and tempting.

Some touch the fire slightly, with a toe or fingertip, but know not to touch it again, because it hurts. Sin hurts.

And some sit on the ground. Between the fire and their seat. Either unsure of which way to go, slowly being hypnotized by the flames, or having an internal struggle of which way to choose. 

All of us are near this sin-fire. We all feel the heat of it. We all touch it at some point. The only difference is; the sum of your burns is determined by the choices you make."

This is what I wrote down the other day and I've been turning it over in my head trying to squeeze some other sort of answers out of it. 

I feel as though there are three types of people around this fire, those who seek God after they've been burned, those who stand in the fire until it's too late, and those who stand with their hand in the fire trying to hash out what they've done wrong. Almost like a transitional stage between either jumping into the fire or taking Jesus' hand and letting him heal their scars and burns.

I just thought it was interesting. I hope you did too.

Kelsey :)


That Thing Called Summer

Hello there, beautiful people!

Summer... A time to have fun, a time for no school, a time for lots and lots of reading, and for some, a time of summer romance. 

For me, personally, this summer involved a lot of self discovery. Not big, life altering self discovery. It's more like I just discovered some things about myself I've never really known before. 

I guess most people are kind of sad that summer is over. Me? Not so much. I've always liked starting the new school year. I love school. It doesn't bother me that much. I know the vacations, and the beach trips, and the outings with friends, and summer romances, and sleeping until 10 a.m. sound HEAVENLY, but I like Fall. I like the leaves, sweaters, jeans, cooler days, pumpkin stuff, apple stuff, books, school, and Thanksgiving! October-February are the best months in my opinion.

Now that summer is over, I'm getting back into the swing of things and I like it. This school year will be great, I'm sure!

                                   Hope you have a great night!!

                                             Kelsey :)