The Pain of Growing Up. 

So I’ve been looking for a job for a long time. A LOOOOONG time. Today I finally got a call from a local temp agency letting me know that they have a job for me that can start on Monday. Which is awesome. It’s totally an answer to prayer. But here’s the thing-I have to stop volunteering at the K-5 program I help with on Wednesday afternoons. This honestly breaks my heart.  I have a group of nine kids and we are totally at that part in the school year where we all mesh and get along. Three of my kids have memorized enough verses to get a t-shirt! And the others are SO CLOSE. I’ll have to leave them with no notice if I take this job.

Wild Wednesday is not one of those things that I do because I feel like I need to make a better resume, or fill up my time while I’m waiting for the next thing in life. It’s one of my passions. These kids LOVE Jesus. The kids who aren’t Christians love Jesus and they don’t even realize it. It is amazing to see God working through this ministry. We have a huge group of kids that attend the program. Awesome doesn’t even begin to describe it.

 I know that taking this job will give me new opportunities to witness and I’ll still have Ignite in the evening, and Fab Friday events once a month, but still my heart is breaking. I don’t want to be the person who forsakes their passions to make a buck. However, I do need to leave this house and have a place of my own and be able to support myself. It’s the worst catch 22 I’ve ever experienced.

Oh life, why do you have to be so complicated?

BEDA

So here's the dealio: people on the interwebz are talking about Blog Every Day in April (BEDA). I'm going to participate. I'm not sure how it will end. Part of me sees a disaster in the forecast, but the other part of me thinks I'm up for the challenge. Stay tuned for another episode of Katy doesn't know what to write about!

Here's to hoping I make my blog posts earlier in the day when my brain isn't so drained!

Conviction

Matthew 25:31-46

The Sheep and the Goats

 "When he finally arrives, blazing in beauty and all his angels with him, the Son of Man will take his place on his glorious throne. Then all the nations will be arranged before him and he will sort the people out, much as a shepherd sorts out sheep and goats, putting sheep to his right and goats to his left. "Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Enter, you who are blessed by my Father! Take what's coming to you in this kingdom. It's been ready for you since the world's foundation. And here's why:

   I was hungry and you fed me,
   I was thirsty and you gave me a drink,
   I was homeless and you gave me a room,
   I was shivering and you gave me clothes,
   I was sick and you stopped to visit,
   I was in prison and you came to me.'
"Then those 'sheep' are going to say, 'Master, what are you talking about? When did we ever see you hungry and feed you, thirsty and give you a drink? And when did we ever see you sick or in prison and come to you?' Then the King will say, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored, that was me—you did it to me.'
 "Then he will turn to the 'goats,' the ones on his left, and say, 'Get out, worthless goats! You're good for nothing but the fires of hell. And why? Because—

   I was hungry and you gave me no meal,
   I was thirsty and you gave me no drink,
   I was homeless and you gave me no bed,
   I was shivering and you gave me no clothes,
   Sick and in prison, and you never visited.'
"Then those 'goats' are going to say, 'Master, what are you talking about? When did we ever see you hungry or thirsty or homeless or shivering or sick or in prison and didn't help?'
"He will answer them, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you failed to do one of these things to someone who was being overlooked or ignored, that was me—you failed to do it to me.'
"Then those 'goats' will be herded to their eternal doom, but the 'sheep' to their eternal reward."

Reading these verses, and watching this video God has convicted me so much. I can’t tell you the number of times that I’ve been so sarcastic to people I’ve never met before in my life. I can’t tell you the number of hurtful ways I’ve cut people apart for no reason whatsoever. I don’t know who I need to apologize to, but I’m going to apologize to whoever I need to. From this day on, I will be searching for the hungry, the thirsty, the broken, those in need of love.


As a Christian, my testimony is more than a paragraph about the steps that brought me to accepting Christ into my life- it’s how I live my life. It is my duty to love everyone unconditionally, no matter the cost. I don’t get to focus on my dreams or desires. I don’t live in a city where people sit on street corners begging for food. I do live in one of the most impoverished counties in New York. I cross paths with people who have to choose between buying fuel to heat their homes and food to feed their children. I have so many blessings in my life and so many ways that I can use them to bless others. I pray God can bring opportunities to love unconditionally.

Flight School

Author's Note: The following is a poem I wrote about a year ago. I was reading through an old journal and it seemed fitting to post, especially with the birds in the corner of my blog. I do feel my time to fly is nearing, that my time to take a leap of faith may be in the coming days or months. I can feel God shaping me on a daily basis. I know He is molding me into the woman of His dreams, and I cannot wait to see the results.

Flight school is hard.

Learning how to fly takes time.
It's not a lesson learned in one night.
Not in three, not in four or five,
but in months, sometimes years.

One must learn how to do the job right,
or they will spiral to the ground.

Some will doubt you,
but don't heed their lies.
They tried to learn long ago,
but impatience kept them from soaring.

You have the power of an eagle,
and are as delicate as a butterfly.
Follow the owl, and heed his every word.

Flight school is hard.
Learning how to fly takes time.
It's not a lesson learned in one night.
Not in three, not in four or five,
but in months, sometimes years.

Today is not your day,
and tomorrow does not look bright, either.
Your day is closer than it seems.
When it comes, seize the opportunity,
and soar.

An Introduction 

The name's Katy. I'm 20 years old, and work at a store that smells perfumes and lotions. I have a passion for changing my community and social justice. I'm going to change the world. I like photography, reading, and exploring.

Hopefully this attempt at blogging is successful. The plan is to post at least one blog per week. Some may have more, and others less. So let's see how this goes!