Off on the Next Adventure!

Well 2014 has been running strong and keeping me busy.  Just a week ago today I was driving through South Dakota, the week before on a plane to Missouri, three weeks prior to that I was on my way up to Northern California, and the week before preparing to walk for my college graduation!  These past weeks have certainly been filled as is usual of the lifestyle I have created for myself.

Along this same theme, I take off again tomorrow for Arizona.  Differently from my past outings however I will be serving others as opposed to myself.  My college church group and I are off for a week to work with the community of Tucson, to share the Lord’s love, offer a helping hand, and minister with children.  Yes, I am very excited for this new and unknown opportunity however to say I am nervous would be an understatement.

I would like to ask for your prayers throughout the next week.  We are a young and small group, hopeful to shine brightly for the Lord and spread His love.

“Declare His glory among the nations, His marvelous deeds among all peoples.”

Psalm 96:3

Much thanks and many blessings!  xxo, B.


A Day of Thanksgiving

I have been trying to figure out an interesting start to today’s post for some time now.  An special anecdote.  A cool lead.  A quote that identifies exactly my feelings.  But at last I am at a loss.  Instead I just write, in hopes something creative, something honorable will be the end result.

I have been counting down to Thanksgiving for five weeks now and for good reason.  For as long as I can remember it has always been my favorite holiday.  No pressure.  Good food.  Macy’s Day Parade.  My Family.  Anticipation for the future holidays.  The holiday defines bliss.  For me at least.

This Thanksgiving is different however.  46 years ago today a blonde haired beauty was born.  She would be 23 when I was born.  I would spend the next 20 years admiring her.  And so I wish a Happy 46th Birthday to my Auntie Cheryl.  With every passing day I miss you more and more.

Today Cheryl Lynn is celebrating with the Big Guy above just as she does every day.  And I could not be more thankful yet still I am at a loss.  There are days when I think about the events that took her away from us – her husband, her baby boy, her family, her niece.  The sense and the clarity of those 10 days we had to say goodbye have never come and I am not sure they ever will.  It has not become easier with time, only more confusing as problems still persist.

And thus in my confusion today becomes a day truly dedicated to thanksgiving. Thankfulness for an aunt that was intelligent and truthful, stunning and spunky.  Thankfulness for an aunt that was definably unique and unbelievably special, a person I had the privilege of knowing the way I did.

I have numerous other things to thank the Lord for today.  My family and roommates, homes, education, health, jobs, church.  The list goes on.  But most importantly today I thankful for the blessing of the time I spent and the relationship I had with Cheryl.


It’s endless and yet not at the same time.  It cannot be predicted and yet I still make endless lists of things to be done everyday.  Today on what would have been her 46th birthday I honor the life my aunt led and will try to continue to live out her legacy through this blog.  I wish a happy, happy birthday to Cheryl’s twin sister, my auntie Carol; your kindness and generosity are beautiful.  I love you.  I pray you are all having a blessed Thanksgiving.  The next few weeks are bound to fly by.  Christmas lights will be put up and taken down.  A new year will start.  Take TIME today to realize what truly matters in your life.  The people.  Today I thank the Lord for being so good.

“Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever.”

Psalm 107:1

All my love, xxo!

Cheryl and me

Frustrated, not Flattered

I apologize for the ever long time that has passed since my last post.  For my loyal followers, especially Nat, who in her “sweet” way always seems to remind me of how I have failed to write, summer has started and with it, new opportunities have begun.  I am working.  I am relaxing.  I am preparing for a family road trip.  I hope your summer has begun just as well.

Summer has always seemed like a time for change, a time to accomplish the kinds of things you can’t with the anticipation of class the next morning, a paper due the following day, or pages to read of yet another textbook.  And yet when school begins to come back around in the fall, most of the time my list is never complete, and rather far from it.

“Patience is a virtue.”

Could there be a truer statement?

I can tend to be very … impatient.  I want things to be in place.  To make sense.  I want to know where I will end up, what I will accomplish, who I will be, and who I will share it with.  And yet at the end of the day, complications still continue.  Things don’t add up.  My prayers don’t seem to be answered.

I wish I could write of the incidents (some incredibly comical, others rather frustrating) that have happened over the past two or three weeks.  For now, I stay reserved though in fear the characters of those stories could happen to pass along this post.  And thus the only bit of information I will give is to discourage the male  population from grabbing a lady’s hand at a mall, introducing yourself, and not letting go.  This will indeed accomplish exactly the opposite what you intend and in my case, send her hurrying to buy a pretzel and leave the mall, no longer in the mood to shop, even if it was for shoes!

You see, things like this annoy me to no end.  My impatience to have the movie-style “happy ending” already steps in, to no longer deal with these events where I am put on the spot.

And so I share a little more about my aunt.  I have written about her before.  She is who I have dedicated this blog too.  She is my guardian angel.

Some of the last advice she gave me was when I was frustrated about yet another “something,” another minor and unimportant happening.  She told me in time it would all make sense but for now to continue to work hard and focus on what I was doing.  I couldn’t change the doings of others.  She told me … to be patient.

With this in mind, maybe things don’t need to make sense just yet.  Maybe the events that annoy me now only happen for the time being to be told as a humorous story, or used for a blog post for that matter.

I think back about summer, my time of change, to achieve the unachievable.  Maybe God’s whole goal in this time for me is to finally learn patience and what it represents.  And with this that list will eventually be accomplished.

And so I see why “patience IS a virtue.”  I encourage you today to wait on the Lord with a patient heart.  In time …



(I realize the theme throughout this post has become a bit of a consistent idea throughout my posts …                                                it seems to be a dominant message in my life lately so I figure it deserves double the dosage!)

Midweek Pick Me Up

 I’ll keep this short and to the point … mostly for my own sanity.


It has been one of those days where everything seems a little out of place.  Too many things all at once causing me only to pity myself and think “why?”  To the rest of you about at this same point, I leave you with a verse from the Bible that is very necessary.

“I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

You are stronger than you think you are because Christ is the one who gives you strength.  It will all make sense in time.

Until then …


It only takes a phone call … to change your life forever. Some are brilliant and blissful changes, and yet others so tragic they can only result in anarchy. A year ago today my aunt passed away at the age of 44. I cannot describe the pain the family has gone through as a result of this loss for it is far worse than any other feeling I have felt before.  What I can describe however is how beautiful a person Cheryl Lynn was.

Intelligent. Compassionate. Humorous  Stunning. Honorable. Loving. Faithful. Resourceful. Kind. Spunky. Fashionable. A woman seeking after God’s glorious heart and perfect will. And it is with the strong impact she had and has on my life, I begin this blog.

As a junior in college so unsure about the future I have chosen to double major (Child and Adolescent Studies, and Journalism, respectfully) I can become a bit confused and ever so frustrated about what exactly I am supposed to do.

“My calling,” I like to call it, changes quite often. Endless lists are created for what’s to be done and yet none really contribute to my future in the real world, past the hours of endless studying that has filled my last 15 years. What is “my calling?” What will be my legacy?

My aunt left behind a legacy undeniably remarkable. She left behind a steadfast faith in Christ, a precious son, and a devout husband. She waited patiently on the Lord. And she accomplished exactly what the Lord intended for her to do.

Three years ago, at my baccalaureate for high school, our speaker gave a powerful message. He ended with two sentences I will never forget. “This is your story. Make it a great one.” Cheryl led a “great story.” And she left behind a “great one.”

It is with these influences I begin to write now and tell my story. I’m a words type of person. Alliteration. Passages. Rhyme. Quotes. They inspire me to do better, to be better. So it is here I will share various quotes that inspire me to continue with my story, in search of my calling, to leave behind my legacy. The inner journalist in me is sure to come out as well and share the various events that occur. To search for greater meaning in the many changes of life, the phone calls I face.

For now I am at ease knowing at least one person knows “my calling” in this brilliant and blissful anarchy. He’s had it in mind all along. And knowing Cheryl is in His constant presence brings tremendous brilliance and bliss, causing the anarchy to cease.