tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46958344097176947702011-08-30T22:54:27.278-05:00free entertainment for your 30-minute lunch breakKaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-89825496430226740612011-07-21T14:37:00.003-05:002011-07-21T15:55:52.713-05:00

In June, I got the amazing privilege of traveling with a team of 20 people from our church to take the message of Christ to the people of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. We were evangelism team that just happened to be doing medical missions while we were there—through an eye clinic, medical clinic, pharmacy, and dental clinic. My technical responsibility on the team was in the pharmacy. But my real

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One of the highlights of my life is the friendship I have with my sweet friend Elizabeth. She and her family bring my life so much joy. Elizabeth and I once worked together in the church. We walked together every day, shed tears and joys on those long walks, ran (errr...walked) the Country Music 1/2 Marathon together, and shared an office where she got to know full well my...ah-hem...behaviors

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Back in the fall, I was discontent. It was growing out of control. I wanted out—out of Tennessee, out of my job, out of this neutrality. I wanted to go home to Texas. No, desperately wanted it. I talked about it, prayed about it, and thought about it to an unhealthy, annoying degree. But it made complete sense to me. My parents are getting older and I want to be close to them. My brother and

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-80842881256580892282010-08-20T10:54:00.018-05:002011-01-25T00:58:37.761-06:00

Before I turned 30, I made a 30 by 30 list—a list of thirty things I wanted to do before or during my 30th year of life. Some of those items included: buy my dream car, get out of debt, and get in shape. Those are a few of the big rocks, two of which I'm still working on. Pray for me. The one I'm most excited about is taking my first international trip. I don't have to dream about that one

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-12404331743110706622010-08-02T10:12:00.002-05:002011-01-25T17:59:22.732-06:00

I'm pretty consistent about getting into the habit of blogging a good two times a year. It's a lot like the amount of times I start getting really serious about diet and exercise. And then, of course, I fall off the bandwagon every time. Here I am again...trying to make a new start. My problem with blogging is that I don't know how big my filter should be. Who in the world wants to know every

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Life is changing and it makes me uncomfortable. My roommate is getting married and moving out; therefore, my living situation is changing. As a matter of fact, several friends have announced they are either engaged or preggers in the last few months. Ugh. Happiness for them, indeed, but change nonetheless. One of my recently established soul sisters moved out of the country. Sometimes you cross

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-9804034356966836862009-12-21T19:35:00.005-06:002011-01-25T18:00:35.021-06:00

Growing up the daughter of a small-town Baptist preacher, I soaked and marinated in that life for 18 years. I knew all the hymns by heart, became a professional at incorporating the right Christianese terms into conversation (when needed), mastered church traditionalism by age 7, and even became a closet fan of the Gaithers. I experienced and relished in everything that comes along with the

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-28202596101236386652009-06-24T14:19:00.005-05:002009-06-24T14:25:32.323-05:00

My prayer today:Here, before your altar, I am letting go of all I've held—of every motive, every burden, every thing that's of myself. I just want to wait on you, my God. I just want to dwell on who you are.Beautiful, beautiful—I am lost for more to say. Beautiful, beautiful—Lord, you're beautiful to me.Here, in your presence, I am not afraid of brokenness, to wash your feet with humble tears. I

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-3427325570782106632009-05-21T16:00:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:22:31.119-05:00

Jesus said, "That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life—whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear. Isn’t life more than food, and your body more than clothing? Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-271038595325046222008-10-08T16:16:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:23:04.292-05:00

Ever since I was little, I’ve always had a fear of being alone. I think it all stems from one particular experience I had as a child. You see, I was a sneaky kid. My mom had to literally put extra bolts on the doors and watch me like a hawk because I would figure out ways to unlock them and get out of the house and into the streets. Once, when I was five, I woke up in the middle of the night to

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-22207458759126915722008-09-30T23:24:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:23:48.407-05:00

As a kid, I used to think Jesus' prayer for daily bread in Matthew 6:11 literally referred to three square meals a day. And it does. But I've come to realize that it goes beyond that.I've been learning a lot about what my daily bread looks like. It crosses lines of activities in my life—training for the 1/2 marathon in 2009, waiting for what God has in store, dieting, relationships, etc.And I've

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-50799029598061027042008-09-01T02:09:00.001-05:002009-06-19T13:24:04.558-05:00

I love where I'm at in life. I love my friends. I love where God has me right now. But lately, I've really been evaluating my life.It's really been a combination of things: Will I ever get married? Are my decisions the smartest I can make for a healthy lifestyle? I'm 28 and single...why not just leave where I'm at and go live in Italy for a year? Where will I be in 10 years? How should I prepare

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-89742565110838452842008-08-08T02:35:00.001-05:002009-06-19T13:24:18.010-05:00

In 2006, God broke me—but I asked for it. I lost my job. I was poor—in spirit and my pockets. My grandfather died. I began to slip again spiritually. And God told me to leave my family and friends in Dallas—my comfort zone—and go to serve him at a suburban church just southwest of Houston. All within the first six months! I remember my second interview with the south Texas church very well. I

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-3573466179930748202008-07-03T11:43:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:24:31.817-05:00

In my mother’s womb, my parents dedicated me to God. At six-years-old, I realized I was a sinner, begged for His forgiveness, received His grace, and committed my life to Him. At 15, even when I didn’t understand His call, I surrendered to serve Him in ministry with my life. With our history together, He wasn’t going to let me forget these things and His purpose for me.When my world came crashing

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-31734851481359578172008-07-03T11:08:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:24:50.161-05:00

In my mother’s womb, my parents dedicated me to God. At six-years-old, I realized I was a sinner, begged for His forgiveness, received His grace, and committed my life to Him. At 15, even when I didn’t understand His call, I surrendered to serve Him in ministry with my life. With our history together, He wasn’t going to let me forget these things and His purpose for me. When my world came

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-7999193115853981122008-07-02T23:59:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:25:07.515-05:00

When I left my adolescence and graduated to middle school and the first two years of high school, I was more than made fun of for my faith. Consistently, I was called “God’s daughter” and “Prude” and “Jesus freak” to my embarrassment. (Actually, I proudly wore the last label since that particular DC Talk song was popular at the time.)I was left out of most secular social activities. I was mocked

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-100829236330511482008-06-19T10:55:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:25:23.533-05:00

My dad sent this to me this morning. He’s had it written on the inside cover of his Bible forever. I think he got it from one of Charles Stanley’s sermons a long time ago.Every once in a while, he brings it out and e-mails it to my brother and me. It’s incredibly powerful. I hope I live my life every day just like this.Jesus is Lord of my life when...I obey the initial promptings of the Holy

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-30811196532855217402008-06-12T17:10:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:25:38.092-05:00

I’ve decided to break up the story of my journey in search of God into a few parts. Being a writer, it seems like the right thing to do since my life has worked itself into some semblance of a novel—broken up chapter-by-chapter. Hopefully, mine will inspire you to seek God and know that not all stories are perfect—but are pieced together like a patchwork quilt with various God experiences, wrong

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-78276471282021753732008-03-18T18:15:00.000-05:002008-06-11T18:19:05.152-05:00

A lot of people think that seminary graduates are all knowing in theology, Scripture, and have some sort of inside connection with the Almighty. I’ve had so many people say, “You must know everything there is to know about the Bible and God!”That’s just funny to me because it’s so far from the truth. I don’t fit into their perceived stereotype at all—it doesn’t exist. As a matter of fact, there

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-80887308963634538142008-02-28T18:10:00.000-06:002008-06-11T18:14:58.303-05:00

At church, we’re doing a study on Nehemiah. Most recently, the pastor taught from the fourth chapter titled (in my Bible): “Progress in Spite of Opposition.”Background up to this point: Nehemiah, the Persian king’s cupbearer, heard about the destruction of the walls of his hometown, Jerusalem, and the devastation of his people, the Israelites. He got permission from the king and left with his

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-85013732232651491542008-02-20T18:06:00.000-06:002008-06-11T18:09:33.484-05:00

It’s not often that you hear of young people who are changing the world. If teens today are anything like I was, then most of them are only concerned with sleeping in and doing everything possible to not miss the next big social event.Recently, I read an article about five guys from Acworth, Georgia, who don’t fit the mold mentioned above. No, they aren’t superheroes; they are life-changers.It

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-85145884597098522462008-02-19T17:58:00.000-06:002008-06-11T18:05:14.326-05:00

“Set apart the Messiah as Lord in your hearts, and always be ready to give a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you.”—1 Peter 3:15 (HCSB)I’ve heard sermons and Bible studies based on this verse more than once in my lifetime. But just recently, it came alive for me in a real-life situation.A new girl joined our small group this past week. We’ll call her Sarah. A

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-64628415027806441252008-02-14T17:46:00.000-06:002008-06-11T18:05:49.579-05:00

Every February, during the days leading up to the 14th of the month, you can walk into almost any store and find an abundance chocolate hearts wrapped in foil, stuffed teddy bears in a wide variety of colors, cards that send out affectionate messages, and pink- and red-colored everything else.In the United States, Valentine’s Day is the holiday when both lovers and friends express their feelings

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-53388086322177300292008-02-04T17:37:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:45:14.775-05:00

My prayer life took a dramatic turn a few years ago. I was thriving in my freelance writing jobs. But after a year of commitment to their projects and when I least expected it, my most solid client dropped me like a bad habit.They said, “It’s not you, it’s us.”Classic breakup line, right? I felt so rejected and almost a little betrayed. My mom and dad couldn’t provide the answers as to why this

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-74480217380829819782008-01-25T17:33:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:36:38.484-05:00

Like most young people, I struggle to stay afloat financially; I miss my family, who live far away, so bad that I constantly hound them about moving my way; and I wonder when, or if, I’ll ever find that “someone” and get married.This short list is just a fraction of a more extensive inventory of things that cause me to worry, keep me up at night, and stay unchecked on my never-ending “To Do”

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-21011811898704226582008-01-22T17:25:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:33:27.561-05:00

On the first day of 2008, I joined thousands more Americans by adding “Lose weight/Get fit” to the top of my New Year’s resolution list once again—something I’ve done every year since I graduated high school.But this year, I have determined to actually accomplish my goals (again, something I say every year). I have, however, done something new this time around that I haven’t added to my workout

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-84946329238325113692008-01-18T17:24:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:25:24.288-05:00

Growing up as the kid of a pastor was hard. I didn’t realize it at the time, but looking back I see why I walked away from my relationship with God and rebelled during my senior year in high school (and a couple of years beyond). I lived constantly under the “eagle eye” of a condemning, judgmental church. I grew tired of church member’s criticism and complaints. It seemed I couldn’t do anything

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-23985578551975806112008-01-01T17:21:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:23:55.116-05:00

As a single girl, I’ve lived by myself, making my independent way in the world, for the last five years since I graduated from college.I recently decided I needed to leave my spinster-in-the-making ways behind and start a fresh adventure. So I moved in with two other girls into a comfortable three-bedroom house.In my excitement, I didn’t realize that this would cause me to do some serious

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-22806160495390807122007-12-27T17:18:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:20:42.433-05:00

I pride myself on not associating with anything outdated and cheesy. Instead, I work hard to be a complete knower, faithful follower, and participant in all things cool. (I’m sure I’m way off the mark more than half of the time.)But when it comes to Christmas, those rules go flying out the window. I love Christmas—the lights, the songs, the holiday parties, spending time with my family—and even

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-11890738611358814842007-11-15T08:29:00.001-06:002008-06-11T15:45:48.493-05:00

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-10689596479473414862007-11-14T12:36:00.000-06:002008-06-11T16:51:26.747-05:00

Yesterday, I was reading through 1 Corinthians and came across this verse (17:7, The Message):"And don't be wishing you were someplace else or with someone else. Where you are right now is God's place for you. Live and obey and love and believe right there. God, not your marital status, defines your life."Don't you hate it when you're trying to be a good (maybe sometimes a little too mundane and

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-69391307561776666112007-10-19T12:42:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:51:51.889-05:00

Almost as bad as Britney Spear's needs a few people to take away her crack pipe and smack some sense into her, I also need some serious intervention. I thought I had controlled my outrageous obsession last year...keeping it under wraps for most of the season, but it's back in 2007 with a vengeance.For the past week, my ear buds have been glued to my head at least 9 hours out of each day. What

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-32065149449533054862007-09-19T11:09:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:52:45.000-05:00

"The 10 Best Things About Being Single"By Wendy Bolton-Floyd and Judy BoltonSingles often feel left out in our couple-driven society. Whenever you're tempted to feel down because of your singularity, remember these reasons why flying solo can be the best way to go:1) You can make last-minute plans with your friends and stay out all night if you want.2) You can lie on both sides of your bed and

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-91238615957774473192007-09-12T11:37:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:53:38.622-05:00

"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia."--E.L. Doctorow

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-91530896288269298202007-09-10T23:17:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:54:31.185-05:00

As Chuck, Whitney, and I headed to get some ice cream tonight, we got to experience another local celebrity sighting (two in one day for me)--the Belmont midget in the flesh (God bless his soul). :)

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-85485706117430570942007-09-10T15:36:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:55:57.672-05:00

So...today I had to go to the Cingular store in Franklin (just 5 minutes from my job) to get my number changed. Apparently, my apartment peeps won't issue me a code to give out to family and friends so they can enter the gated complex without a number that has a 615 area code.I went over my lunch break, so I was trying to make it quick before a 1:00 PM meeting. I got there around 12:15, and was

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-42614337141839123172007-09-07T11:07:00.001-05:002008-06-11T16:56:27.982-05:00

My mom sent me this devotional a couple of months ago when I was going through some tough stuff in my job and really looking to move on. I love it. I'm such an impatient person--I always have been--so this is perfect advice for me put to good use on a consistent basis.———————————————Waiting is hard for me. I want answers now. Postponements perplex me; deferrals daunt me. I’m baffled by God’s

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-18775836429107096922007-09-05T16:01:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:40:21.568-05:00

NOTE: If the information below is too much for you to read in one sitting, then take it in slowly. Allow yourself breaks and come back to it later.So, leaving Sugar Land was a little harder than I thought it would be. I can't believe I only lived there one year and one month. It feels like so much more time was spent in that part of Texas. But having looked back and reviewed how life has been

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-78189812075370477062006-05-04T13:30:00.000-05:002008-06-11T16:57:07.679-05:00

Here are some senseless ramblings about life with my new pup--Princess Mia Antionette Thermopolous Renaldi Christopher (aka Mia, for short):1. This is the last time... I mean it. If my little puppy doesn't stop chewing on everything is sight, it's going to drive me insane! I know that she's teething, but I've given her chew toys, rubber bones, blah, blah, blah...and she still goes straight for my

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-35836322364359337462006-03-27T10:27:00.000-06:002008-06-11T16:00:46.498-05:00

In happy moments, PRAISE GOD.In difficult moments, SEEK GOD.In quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.In painful moments, TRUST GOD.In every moment, THANK GOD.

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-52262524887373788742006-03-24T04:29:00.000-06:002008-06-11T16:57:55.257-05:00

I was searching through my Bible this morning and found a comic strip stuck in the pages that a very dear friend mailed to me a year ago when I was going through a difficult time. It is so profound for my life right now:"Along our path of life we get a series of detours and we all get frustrated and impatient when we feel we have to leave the path we've chosen. But what if the real path of life

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-18428452427623179362006-02-23T06:05:00.000-06:002008-06-11T16:58:22.480-05:00

This has become my daily ritual. I'm up again at 4 a.m. praying and praising. I opened my Bible and found this:The Power of God in His Deliverance of IsraelPsalm 114When Israel went out of Egypt,The house of Jacob from a people of strange language,Judah became His sanctuary,And Israel His dominion.The sea saw it and fled;Jordan turned back.The mountains skipped like rams,The little hills like

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-70089835178229644372006-02-22T02:11:00.000-06:002008-06-11T16:58:41.741-05:00

I'll be the first to admit it. I have always lacked self-confidence and worried about things in life. These two things are obviously detrimental in a devastating and desperate situation such as now. Tonight...I opened my Bible begging God for a fresh perspective on His next move for my life and I found this in the side notes:"Worry is always wrong, for it paralyzes active faith in your life. When

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-53395265592025607062006-02-15T04:59:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:00:01.455-05:00

Dark, scary-looking clouds riddled with doubt and fear of what was ahead rolled into my life almost a month ago. Then the thunder came shortly after, and rattled the walls of my security sending me racing for some sort of shelter.Needless to say, I've been running around frantically for three weeks trying to take cover...somewhere, anywhere.But today, lightning struck leaving me in complete

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-11941517680693020532006-01-19T12:36:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:00:24.714-05:00

The last few weeks I "feel" like I've been wandering around aimlessly in the dark regarding what God wants me to do next. And then there are days when I "feel" like God has just flown me out to a desert, dropped me off in the middle of it, and vanished into thin air. I have been left with no direction, no road signs, and no compass to point me in one direction or another.Take your pick...either

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-26136689576572711612006-01-18T15:17:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:00:53.467-05:00

We are such selfish beings.How often do we pray, "Lord, help me with this or that," or "Lord, quench my thirst and satisfy me, me, me!?" It's always about me...me...me in my relationship with the Lord. Is it that way with your relationship with Him?I forget that my ultimate goal should be to please Him...in serving Him certainly, but not foremost, because then I would be putting my service to

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-84926207676522898052006-01-10T16:45:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:01:14.614-05:00

Lord, how my foes increase!There are many who attack me.Many say about me,'There is no help for [her] in God.'...But You, Lord, are a shield around me,my glory, and the One who lifts up my head.I cry aloud to the Lord, and He answers mefrom His holy mountain.I lie down and sleep;I wake again because the Lord sustains me.I am not afraid of the thousands of peoplewho have taken their stand against

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-62431670960321839762006-01-09T16:15:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:01:46.261-05:00

Isn't it funny how right when you think you're settled in a good spot on solid ground, God rips the rug right out from under you? You're sent flying through the air only to land on your back with the wind knocked out of you.I'm feeling pretty beat down right now. Don't worry...God has provided alternatives for work and I know He's in control. I may think I walked out into the unknown, but He was

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-91426235017500596492006-01-04T05:26:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:03:18.645-05:00

It has been an incredibly crazy and almost unbelievable past two days. I'm not really sure what God is doing in my life right now. I am feeling:Discouraged, yet empowered.Fearful, yet filled with hope.Uncertain, yet reminded to have faith.Betrayed by some, yet encouraged by others.Very alone, yet comforted because I know He is by my side.Anxious, yet full of peace as I wait for the next

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-17885059785772306052006-01-01T14:08:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:06:22.204-05:00

***Prepare yourself...this is going to be a long post.***I am always incredibly amazed when I come upon a new year and look back over the last. I can see times when God carried me through difficulties and I couldn't even see it at the time...and there are times when He lifted me up and I neglected to praise Him for it.This past year, God has truly taught me the meaning of faith. And while I am

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Merry Christmas!I know it's a little early...but I just can't help myself. If you were to walk into my apartment right now...you'd think Christmas stopped by and threw up all over my living room.I'm glad I live by myself because if I had a roommate or significant other...they would certainly be exhausted by the constant repeat of Christmas carols that ring throughout my place every evening. And

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-36097368821439445872005-12-06T21:05:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:07:52.887-05:00

Each year that passes, God teaches me something new about the real reason for this season. I try to visualize the night when Christ was born and the events leading up to it.Joseph, an ordinary man, must have been devastated to find out his beloved was pregnant with child and it wasn't his (sounds like an episode of Jerry Springer, right?)! Just as this happens today, it happened over 2000 years

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-41929819427163420302005-11-30T13:36:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:09:05.367-05:00

I had the AMAZING opportunity to minister to a beautiful, godly lifelong friend of mine today. She has always been a great encouragement to me for many years (especially through college), so I so enjoyed returning the favor. I thought I would share with you what I did with her...with some more personal parts deleted, of course:I guess there are two parts that I feel like God wants me to share

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-90532186165002733762005-11-17T13:12:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:10:13.417-05:00

Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for Him; do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, because of the man who brings wicked schemes to pass.--Psalm 37:7God is really working on me right now. I met with a fabulously godly lady today, with whom I work, and had coffee. She was such an inspiration to me and gave me great words of wisdom and encouragement.I've been frustrated for a while

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-22161364270681139482005-11-15T13:20:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:10:46.811-05:00

As a side note to Krista's recent post...I totally agree, sister!I am tired of jingling around nickels and dimes in my pocket when God has a 20 dollar bill out there He's just waiting to give me. I'm finished with the nickels...I'm ready to pocket a crisp, green 20 dollar bill.You know...I'm convinced that God was trying to teach both of us a lesson that day we found the 20 dollar bill out in the

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-52704069428144857802005-11-10T13:00:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:11:21.873-05:00

Here are a couple of quotes that really moved me today:"Were there any place better for you than the one in which you find yourself, Divine Love would have placed you there. ... If this is, in fact, the best place for me, I want to seize and celebrate it, and not miss whatever purpose God might have in placing me here."—Leigh McLeroy"As long as you maintain your own personal interests and

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-88531916268631723152005-11-02T20:18:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:11:46.684-05:00

When I was little and crossed the major road that carried lots of traffic close to our house without asking permission, what happened? I was spanked.When I told a lie, what happened? I was punished.When I acted out of rebellion and defied my parents authority, what happened? I was grounded or seriously disciplined.There's never been a time in my life when I've NOT struggled with the issue of

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-52355916433348147622005-11-01T12:26:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:12:26.161-05:00

I don't want to just post Oswald Chamber's devotionals on here every day, but during this time in my life...I feel like I can share what's going on through my daily devotionals:"Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own..." (1 Corinthians 6:19)."We are not sanctified for ourselves. We are called into

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-50432605328411976482005-10-31T12:05:00.000-06:002008-06-11T17:13:10.840-05:00

Today's devo from "My Utmost for His Highest" was perfect for my recent emotional transaction:"He replied, 'Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you'" (Matthew 17:20)."We have the idea that God rewards us for our faith, and it

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-51508725659587188462005-09-29T13:08:00.000-05:002008-06-11T17:15:46.680-05:00

Lately, I've been questioning God as to whether or not this whole writing/editing thing is "my calling." I mean, He didn't exactly strike me with lightning and speak forth from the heavens. There wasn't even an inspirational passage of Scripture that spoke to me. Neither did I awake in the middle of the night realizing the great revelation of God's call.So, I began to wonder if this is really

Kaylanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849770317422796201noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695834409717694770.post-30713876073839565512005-09-13T22:05:00.000-05:002007-11-14T16:05:11.101-06:00

Finally realizing that your grandparents are slowly fading away from this life is a brutal punch in the face. My Grandpa Christopher (affectionately known to all the grandkids as "Pop") is in the hospital right now and in surgery at this moment to remove a tumor from his bladder.The doctors have pushed it back over and over the past couple of days, so I'm a little anxious at this point.

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