My Story (or at least some of it)

I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother and friend. Above all of this I am a true believer and follower of Jesus Christ.

Although, it didn't always used to be this way.

When I was younger I was wreckless and rebellious. I was a deliquent and did many, many things I was not supposed to do. I was very manipulative and had many different faces. I drank and did drugs and witnessed many different things a young person should never have to see. I did believe in God but truly thought He had given up on me and therefore I did not like or respect Him.

Little did I know He had a plan for me.

One day, while drinking myself silly on my balcony with some friends, I heard an inner voice ask me "What the hell are you doing? You deserve so much better than this!" (I believe in treatment they call that a moment of clarity. ) Of course it didn't stop me from drinking that night but it did start a chain reaction of events that lead me to where I am today.

I did check myself into treatment not long after that event and I have been sober every since. That was on March 3, 2000.

Since that time I have graduated from college with a B.S. in Geography specializing in cultures. I have found the love of my life, Jeff, and we got married on May 27, 2006. Very soon after that we got pregnant (surprise!) and we had Gracie on March 17, 2007. We moved to SC in June of 2007 and we had our son, Donovan, on February 10, 2010.

I have been blessed in so many ways. I have the love of a good man, 2 beautiful children, the support and love of a wonderful family and amazing friendships that have lasted through good and bad. I know that God has a purpose for my life and I am so grateful that He has given me a second chance at living.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010


I have been reading a lot lately about faith. Many of the bible verses that have been coming into my head are about this subject. I think this is God's way of trying to tell me something.

Now I have a tendency to think I have a great deal of faith but I have noticed (recently) that this is usually when things in my life are getting hectic and stressful. I know during these times God is there by my side, faithfully helping and teaching me every step of the way.

However, when things are calm and collected and everyone is well and happy, I have noticed I don't pay much attention to God then.

Don't get me wrong, I know he is always there. But I think I take the 'good times' for granted; not realizing I still need to have the faith in Him that he will continue to deliver on His promises and see those promises through.

So I think it is time to 'flex my spiritual muscles'. I need to remember to carry my faith with me in everything I do with my life and in every situation that arises. Regardless of the situations in my life, even the good ones, God will always rise to the occasion and will continue to be faithful. So I need to remain faithful as well.

There is a very short poem that I read recently that did help put things into some perspective.
The poem is called "To Walk By Faith" by Wava Campbell.

To walk by faith is such a great adventure;
It thills the spirit every passing day;
To see God's hand, to know whatever happens,
He understands and He will lead the way.
To walk by sight is something very tragic;
It makes the spirit droop, the heart grow cold.
It makes the Christian plan and fume and fumble;
It makes his body feel so tired and old.
Just how to walk life's road is our decision.
God leaves the choice with us and us alone.
But if we choose to walk by sight, we'll see not.
By faith His will is seen and felt and known.

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