My Year

My Year

Hello friends! After a month of not writing, I am finally back, and it feels good to be back. I hope that y’all had a Merry Christmas and a happy new year!

To kick off 2017, I want to start a tradition on my blog to write about each passing year. You see, in my 19 years of living I have learned that it’s so easy to pass by and forget moments that got you to where you are in the present. You look at where you’re at now and you think, “Wow, how did I end up getting here?” And it stinks, because those moments are moments where we can thank God for what he’s done, whether it be big or small, and we can see how his faithfulness brought us to the present. I don’t want to miss out on glorifying my king. I want to tell the whole world what he’s done in my life.

So here it goes.

2016 for me was.. a lot, if I’m going to be honest. There was a ton of pain, stress, and fear, but there was even more joy, peace, and celebration. It was the year where everything changed because I finally let Jesus live in me. He wasn’t just a visitor that I invited in for a cup of tea every once in a while. No. I asked him to move into my heart.

Because of that radical invitation, Jesus completely came into my life and swept me off my feet. The first major sign of his newfound presence was when he called me to create this blog. Y’all have no idea how baffled I was. God wanted little ol’ me to create something on the internet for everyone to see. What? There’s no way I could do it!

But I did, with His help. After weeks of trying to figure out how this whole shebang works, I uploaded my first blog post. Then the next one, and the next one. Next thing you know there are people calling and messaging me telling me how touched they are by my posts, or how they enjoy my makeup videos. That’s when I knew that the Lord was in the middle of all this. And I just want to say thank you to all of the people who have responded in any way to my blog. It means the world to me, and you should know that what I’m doing would be nothing without my Jesus. I couldn’t have done this without Him.

Another huge milestone for me this year was finishing high school and going off to college. God has done such amazing things through my education. Not only am I attending my top choice school, but he readily prepared me for my 4 (maybe 8) year journey by blessing me with an amazing roommate and awesome friends. I was so excited to enter college with a fresh start and make new friends, but little did I know that God would fulfill my heart’s desires before I even started my first day of classes! Wowza. He just blows my mind.

While being at UT, so many blessings and miracles have come my way that I can’t even count them. But, there are some that I would love to highlight and touch on.

First would definitely have to be starting a bible study in my residence hall. I’ve never mentioned it on my blog, but at the very start of my fall semester God called me to start a bible study. Again, I was baffled and I didn’t know how the heck I was going to pull it off. I had never EVER attended a bible study, let alone led one, but boy oh boy did the Lord step in.

On my very first day of classes I stepped into an elevator to then meet one of my future friends, Christian. He pointed at my shoes that say “Jesus Rocks,” said they were cool, and it all snowballed from there. I got to meet his friend Carolyn who also felt called to start a bible study within the residence hall, and BOOM! We made it happen. Now some may say that it wasn’t a very successful bible study. We had a few people show up here and there, sometimes it was just the main squad, but ultimately it didn’t really matter. I think the bible study has been super successful, and one of my favorite parts of college yet! Getting together with friends to just talk about life and learn more about Jesus has been one of the biggest blessings, and I couldn’t be more grateful that God once again called little ol’ me to get out of my comfort zone.

Another big part of my experience at UT was how I spent my Thursday nights. For 2 hours every week I got to hang out with some really cool kids who live in under-resourced communities through a non-profit called “Mount Nebo”. These kid’s living situations are more than likely way tougher than mine, and I am so grateful that I got the privilege to love on them and share the gospel with them. It has opened my eyes to my own resources and how incredibly blessed I am. Not only have I gained a thankful heart, but the desire for helping children has flooded inside of me. I look at them and I can’t help but smile, and when they’re in pain I’m in pain; it’s been the craziest feeling.

I’ve also recently been given the opportunity to be a part of the marketing team for Mount Nebo, which I am super excited for! The Lord has been ever so present in this journey, and I’m so excited where He going to take me within this ministry.

Now like I said in the beginning of this post, 2016 did have some very rough patches- in fact, it was probably one of the most difficult years of my life. I battled with illness, illnesses in the family, deaths in the family, anxiety, depression, low self-esteem, loneliness, and a ton of other things, and I tell you all these things because I want you to know that I still believe that God is good.

I am able to sit here and write because the Lord was faithful in every. single. situation. There was not a time that I called out for Him where He did not show up. That doesn’t mean that my experiences were painless- no, not in the slightest, but my devoted Father would come in every time and give me peace when I cried out. Sometimes I wonder where I would be right now if it wasn’t for God; I don’t think it would be a very good place.

I am excited for 2017. The word “hope” has been stuck in my head the past few days and I think it’s a reminder for me to keep my eyes on the Lord, because the mountains that I faced in 2016 that are still in my way will one day be totally obliterated. I have hope in that for me, and I have hope in that for you too. Oh dear reader, I hope you know how much you are loved by our Father. He cares for you so much, and He wants you to experience his sweet love. I encourage you to let Him in, and let Him in all the way. I did in 2016, and I honestly wish I would have given it all to God sooner.

But now all that we have is what is ahead. So take heart and keep your eyes on him, for he has overcome the world.

Much love,

Kassie

 

 

 

First Semester and My Faith

First Semester and My Faith

I did it. I made it. I got through my first semester of college.

Wow.

With me being on break now, I know many of my family members and friends are bound to ask the question, “How was your very first semester of college?!” And I’m here on my blog to share with everyone how my first semester actually went. It’s so easy to be passive and say “It was good!” but I don’t want to be passive; I want to be honest.

And honestly, this was one of the hardest seasons I’ve ever been through in my entire life, and not for the reasons I thought it would be.

It wasn’t the transition, the classes, or the time management that made my semester so tough, but my relationship with Lord was constantly being challenged by hurdles I had already gotten over. But that’s the thing- I got over them, but I didn’t actually confront them head on. And on top of that, there were new hurdles that I had to face.

These hurdles that I’m talking about are things like anxiety, depression, low-self esteem, illness and fear. Some I battled with every day, and some crept up on me every so often. The worst part of it all is that I expected these things. I expected to feel anxious in certain situations. I expected to wake up and hate what I saw in the mirror. I expected to have a stomach-ache every day. It was routine, and I hated that I was becoming accustomed to these feelings that are not of God.

While all of this was happening, I was also pursuing the Lord the most I ever had. My. heart. was. on. FIRE for the Lord when I entered college. It was crazy. All I wanted to do was spend time with him, talk about him and see him move on my campus, and man were those promises fulfilled.

But I was confused. The Lord’s presence was everywhere I went and infiltrating everything around me, but he wasn’t infiltrating me. Well, at least I thought. I couldn’t understand why I was mentally battling myself all the time and the Lord wasn’t coming through for me.

Then it hit me a few nights ago. I was taking a practice exam for my philosophy class (which I do not recommend unless you are a die-hard fan of Aristotle or Locke), and after studying for an entire week my grade barely improved from the first time I took it, and the first time I didn’t even study at all.

I cried. If I made a bad grade on this exam there was a likely chance I would make a C in the class, and if you know me you know that it would be devastating to me if I made C. My sweet roommate came over and gave me a hug, reassuring me that things would be okay. After my little episode, I went and took a shower to cool off. I was so frustrated. I cried to God asking why this semester was so dang difficult, and that I wanted it to stop.

Then Matthew 6:24 popped into my head:

“No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.”

Now my situation doesn’t necessarily involve money, but as I kept thinking about this verse I made a connection. 

For a majority of my life, I have been giving in to what the world says is true. Just like people depend on money more than the Lord’s provision, I was putting more trust into what the world said about me and my abilities than what God says about me; more crucially, I was believing the lies that the enemy was constantly whispering in my ear. And this verse reminded me that I can’t believe in those lies anymore if I want to continue to pursue the Lord with all my heart. 

When we allow God to move into our lives completely, he doesn’t want to have roommates. He doesn’t make room for fear, anxiety, insecurity, or idols to reside in our hearts- he wants them out. 

Such love has no fear, because perfect love expels all fear. If we are afraid, it is for fear of punishment, and this shows that we have not fully experienced his perfect love. – 1 John 4:18

Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. – 1 Peter 5:7

God knows the desires of my heart. He knows that I have been running after him faster than I ever have my entire life, but he also knows that for me to continue following him I have to change some things. I have to kick my old residents out so he can completely settle in. He made that apparent to me as I was continually facing my bad habits and the lies I kept believing. 

I want to encourage any of you who are going through something similar to keep pushing through and CLING to the Lord as you’re fighting your way through this difficult season. It’s not going to be easy, but the end is worth it. I haven’t reached the end myself, but I know that it’s coming soon and I am so excited to see what’s in store. I know it’s bigger than what I can imagine; the smallness of my thinking has limited me in the past, and I don’t want that to happen anymore. I don’t want that to happen to you. Our God is so huge and he has big plans, and that’s why we need to pursue him and him alone, not the lies that the enemy tells us.

Ironically, I would like to end this post with a quote by a philosopher named Augustine,

“Since God is the highest good, He would not allow any evil to exist in His works, unless His omnipotence and goodness were such as to bring good even out of evil.”

Much love,

Kassie

#outwiththeold #inwiththenew

 

 

Rest

Rest

Hi friends. It’s been a while since I’ve just opened up my laptop and just started writing. I’ve missed it!

I was inspired to write about what the Lord has been doing in my life, specifically what he has been doing today, and that is the fact that he has been giving me rest.

I’m a college student. It is the most hectic time of the semester with finals rolling around and trying to finish up the last of my tests and papers,

but I’m not worried at all. Not one bit. Isn’t that crazy? It blows my mind how swiftly the Lord’s peace moves. Theoretically, I should be freaking out, having breakdowns, crying ten times a day, but everything is smooth sailing. He makes it smooth sailing.

Another thing: not only has the Lord given me peace, but he has take away my fears and anxieties subsided them to a minimum.

For example, today I had to do a presentation for a class. Normally, I would get extremely anxious to the point where I’d feel like fainting, but today God swooped me in his arms and said I’m loved and cared for. I woke up with 1 Peter 5:7 as the first thing on my mind, and that helped carry me through the time up to my presentation. I wasn’t anxious; I actually felt confident! It was something that has been foreign to me for such a long time. It was nice to once again fall into the Lord’s peace.

I’m writing this on my blog because I want all of you out there who are stressing out, extremely anxious, or just overall having a bad week to know that YOU ARE LOVED and God WANTS to give you rest! You just have to truly invite him in to do so.

I promise, He will be there the second you call for Him.

Much love,

Kassie

 

What story are you grateful for? #30DOGC

What story are you grateful for? #30DOGC

I’m going to break the rules for this question, and say that I’m grateful for many stories and for many different reasons.

I’m grateful for the story of the gospel, and the smaller stories in it that it holds.

I’m grateful for the stories of “way back when” that elders always tell us young folks about.

I’m grateful when I get to dive into a book and read the stories of fictional characters.

I’m grateful for the stories I share with friends, and when we look back on them together and laugh.

They all serve a different purpose, whether it’s wisdom, joy, or pure entertainment. I’m thankful for all of it. Also, I think it’s cool that I have my own story to share with the world, and so do you!

What’s your story?

Much love,

Kassie

 

P.S. Sorry for my absence, I have been hanging out with family and friends during the break! The challenge is still going strong, and I’d love for you to join me.

Who in your life are you grateful for? #30DOGC

Who in your life are you grateful for? #30DOGC

Honestly, I am incredibly grateful for so many people in my life- my mom, my dad, my grandparents, etc. But, I want to give a shout-out to a special friend because she has helped me so much through this season of my life,

and that special friend is Mariana.

As y’all may know from one of my posts way back in May, Mariana is my roommate and I am SO GRATEFUL that she is.

I think my first semester of college would have been 10x more difficult without her. It has been so nice to be able to go to my dorm and feel at home because my roommate greets me with so much love. I never thought I’d be the person who would become best friends with their roommate, but I’m so glad I was wrong.

Much love,

Kassie

What touch are you grateful for today? #30DOGC

What touch are you grateful for today? #30DOGC

Eeek. Sorry friends. I know I was supposed to do this post yesterday, but life got a little crazy. I’m sure you understand 🙂

Anywho, I’m going to answer this question as if I was writing this post yesterday because it was definitely a day I was grateful for.

In terms of touch, I am grateful for the touch of helping hands. This weekend I went to go visit my boyfriend for his college’s last home game. It was SO much fun! I got to explore a new town and make new friends. I went rollerskating, and that was was when I needed help, haha. My newfound friends were there to pick me up when I fell, and also to keep me up from falling again.

What touch are you grateful for?

Much love,

Kassie

What knowledge are you grateful for? #30DOGC

What knowledge are you grateful for? #30DOGC

I am incredibly grateful for the knowledge I have gained this past semester. Something that is continually being taught in a majority of my classes is that there is very little equal opportunity in America.

Before this semester, I knew that minorities are not given the upper hand. I knew that women receive less pay for doing the same job as men. But I didn’t ever really see how often things like this occur. After reading countless articles, watching documentaries and movies, and seeing unequal opportunity with my own eyes, I have realized how many people are affected by unequal opportunity.

I’m grateful that I’m no longer ignorant to the hardships that people endure because of things they cannot control; it helps me be thankful for what I do have instead of concentrating on what I don’t have. Also, I can empathize with those who are discriminated against, and to me that is so important because they need to know there are people on their side.

Much love,

Kassie