The last time I was blogging regularly was about 4 years ago when I was living in Thailand. I was 21, single, brave and a little reckless. And I think that’s exactly who I needed to be to do what God called me to in that season. I was working with a safe house to help get girls out of prostitution in the Red Light District in Phuket. Bangla Road. For such a dark and scary place, Bangla Road holds some of my most joy-filled memories. I don’t think I have ever lived with as much passion, courage and faith as I did those summers – dodging mafias, drug dealers and bar owners to hang out with girls most of the world had forgotten about or wanted nothing to do with. I was walking so confidently in what God had put before me that I literally laughed thinking about being “taken” or something bad happening to me there. He had my back. And I knew it. It’s so interesting how close to heaven I felt in that place. How intimately I knew and was known by God. I had literally nothing, but Him. And He was more than enough.
I had full intentions of moving back there for an indefinite amount of time. Why wouldn’t I? It was obvious that this is what I was meant to do. But as that last summer ended, so did the safe house. Not completely, but it wasn’t long after I left to go back home that everyone packed their bags and said bye to Thailand. So there I was. One semester left of school at Appalachian State, my dream to live and work in Thailand shattered.
So, what happened after that? Well, it’s been a little bit of a whirlwind to say the least. I started dating my husband one month later. Fast forward one year, and I was walking down the aisle. 6 months later – you guessed it, pregnant (on birth control, by the way). Now, I’m 25, living in North Carolina – a stay at home mom to the most wild and sweet 18 month old little girl (with another little girl on the way), and juggling 2 small part time jobs. So what now? Most days I still feel like I’m playing catch up. Trying to go back over the past few years and process everything that’s happened. Trying to let my mind and my heart catch up with my life.
So this blog is an effort to stop, I think. To slow down. To embrace each day. To own my calling as a wife and a mom. To live with passion and courage and faith. To see God’s power the same way here in North Carolina as I did in Thailand. To live with purpose and joy and excitement. To be a part of what God is doing always. No matter where and no matter when. And I hope if anyone read this, that it encourages you to do the same.