Eyes Wide Open

When I was little, I always had a fear of riding a bike. In fact, it took me a long time--much longer than it took my other friends---before I felt comfortable riding around the neighborhood. And all this fear was rooted in falling off that bike. I was terrified to fall off my bike and hurt myself. I had seen countless injuries from my friends, from broken bones to scraped knees. I remember my parents teaching me that I can't be scared to fall if I wanted to ride a bike. I had to learn how to fall first. So I practiced falling. Over and over again, I fell onto the grass until I felt comfortable enough to get on my bike and fall off. And what do you know...I overcame my fear and even walked away with a couple of battle scars of my own to show my friends. Our relationship with God needs to be just like this. We need to be willing to fall in order for Him to catch us.  When I first went to school in Georgia, I thought I would be safe from the world. With over 27,000 privately ...

It's me. Ya girl. I'm back to blogging, but decided to revamp my blog a bit. Don't worry, though. If you want to look back at my posts on my old blog, I'll be keeping a link for it in the sidebar. I'll probably delete it later on once I add more posts to this one. I like to look back and see how far I've come and I'll be updating some of the more important posts on this blog. So let's start with some updates: I got married in October 2018. That's right, ya girl who posted all the time about being single and break up drama is now happily married. I started a new job. My last post on the old blog talked about how stressed I was about my job at Chick-fil-a and how frustrated I was that I hadn't found a job in my field of study. Well, ya girl went and found one! I began working for the Lee County Humane Society in April of last year as an animal caretaker and I recently was promoted to Programs Assistant last month! This means I ma...