Faith · My Writing

Help Me to Keep My Eyes on You: A Poem


As balls of stress form knots in my chest,

Help me to keep my eyes on You.

Help me to remember

That You are bigger than what I am feeling,

Help me to remember

That I am not a grade on a test,

And I am not the math problems I don’t understand.


No. No, I am Yours.

I am Your Child,

Created in Your image,

Created for Your purpose,

And You have me

Right in the palm of your Hands.

Even though the future is filled with unknowns,

And my journey

is full of unexpected twists and turns

May You be my Constant,

May I hold steadfast

To Your love and to the promises You have made.


You have said that You go before me,

And everything works together for my good.


Help me to trust You

And as the storm swirls around me and I wade into unknown waters,

Help me to keep my eyes on You.


You Need Only to Be Still

“The Lord is fighting for you, you need only to be still.”

-Exodus 14:14

Ever since a family friend shared the verse with me when I was younger, it’s been one of my favorites. But this morning, when I came across it on my Twitter feed, the verse took on another meaning for me and I fell in love with it all over again.

To put it lightly, the last month has been a roller coaster. Between classes, scholarships, and trying to regain my strength after I had surgery, my life has been a whirlwind. And to make things even more interesting, I found out whether or not I got into Florida next Friday.

Next Friday. That means in eight days, I’ll know whether or not I got into my dream school.

I was a little nervous to even apply, for fear I’d get rejected and my heart would break. My parents encouraged me to do it anyway, because as they pointed out, it was a definite no if I didn’t submit an application.

So I applied, and over the course of the last five months, I’ve fought a mental battle. Some days, I feel the same way I did the day I applied: there’s no way I’ll get in. And then other days, I think I have a fighting chance. God’s done amazing things before- why can’t He do it again?

As the date inches closer, He keeps reminding me of His strength. Sometimes, it comes in the form of Scripture. The other day, I felt led to read Chapter 8 of Romans, and when I did, I came across this verse:

“If we look forward to something we don’t yet have, we should wait for it patiently and confidently.” Romans 8:25

The verse quieted my nerves and reminded to trust in His plan because it’s perfect, and He knows where I need to be, whether it’s UF or somewhere else.

Sometimes it comes when I’m able to do something I couldn’t before. Before my surgery, it was always difficult for me to frost cookies or butter bread because of the limited dexterity in my hands. You could always tell which Christmas cookie I had decorated, because it wasn’t exactly the prettiest. But the other day, I had a craving for peanut butter crackers. Even after someone offered to put the peanut butter on them for me, I was determined to spread it on my own. I knew that if anyone else wanted a snack, they would make it themselves, so why should I be any different? I did it, but not only that, the procedure had strengthened my left hand, so I was able to do it with much more ease. It’s funny how God can use something as small as peanut butter crackers to remind you that He’s stronger than the trials we face.

And sometimes, it comes from things that I’m positive have to be divine intervention. For example, the Tim Tebow Foundation’s annual Night to Shine prom is next Friday. It can’t be coincidence that the dates of both things coincide. And I’ve been blessed to receive scholarship opportunities that have given me options at a few other schools I’ve been accepted to.

Seeing Exodus 14:14 made me think about each of those things, and the words resonated with me in a way they hadn’t before. God is fighting for you, you need only to be still. As much as I feel as though I’m fighting this battle on my own, I’m not. He’s on my side, which means impossible things can come true.

What Bible verses have resonated with you lately?


Ascending Mount Kilamanjaro

A few months ago, I shared about Alexis, a friend of mine who is climbing Mount Kilimanjaro for the Tim Tebow Foundation. She’s been planning her climb for over a year, tirelessly fundraising, training, and preparing so that when she begins to climb in February, everything goes smoothly!

To help fund her climb, Alexis entered the #ChipStarter contest, a contest sponsored by Chip and Joanna Gaines from Fixer Upper. They invited contestants to submit videos explaining their dreams; Chip and Joanna would then select three finalists to fly to Waco and pitch their dreams to them in person, and from there, they would pick one winner and invest in their dream. Alexis made a video explaining why TTF and her climb were so important to her, and then, the waiting game began. I think I was just as nervous as she was…. so you can imagine my excitement when she texted me and told me she’d been selected as a finalist! You can read all about her experience as a finalist in Waco here. (I won’t spoil the ending for you. 😉)

Earlier today, TTF shared about her climb on their social media platforms, and I wanted to share it with you, in hopes that you’ll be as inspired by her story and her dream as I am. Alexis is one of the kindest people I know, and has such a beautiful heart. No matter what I need, she’s always there, and is a complete ray of sunshine. Her faith is so strong, and she has an amazing heart for serving others and serving the Lord. It’s been such a blessing to be a part of this journey with her and help her as she fundraises for the climb, and I have no doubt that not only will God use it to help TTF, but He will use it to bring others closer to Him and demonstrate that with Him, no mountain is too tall to be climbed.

To learn more about why Alexis is climbing and see her speech to Chip and Joanna, visit this link. You can donate to her fundraiser if you wish, and also read part of a poem I wrote about how faith, hope, and love move mountains!

Cerebral Palsy · Faith

Appreciating the Little Things

I had surgery about a month ago, and it’s made me put things into perspective and be grateful for things I’d once taken for granted. Spending Thanksgiving at home, for example. My family and I spent the holiday in the hospital, and it made me realize what a blessing it is to spend holidays at home. Now, as Christmas nears, I find myself thinking about all of the kids who are still there, and it breaks my heart that they won’t be in their own home to celebrate the holiday.

I had to lay flat on my back for the first week after the procedure, which made me grateful for something else I’ve always taken for granted: being able to feed myself. Since I was completely flat, I couldn’t take a bite without dropping the food. My parents, bless them, good naturedly fed me for a week. The day I was able to sit up and eat breakfast on my own was a wonderful day, and I’ll always be grateful for the ability to feed myself independently.

Not being in pain. For the first few days after the procedure, every breath I took was painful. And once I was able to sit up, I felt a stinging pain in my hamstrings, because laying flat had stretched them in a way they’d never been before. But I’ve got to stretch somehow, right?

Walking. I’ve made countless comments on how I wish I could walk without the walker, but now that I have to use a wheelchair, (just until I rebuild my stamina) I’m grateful for it. It allowed me to get around without assistance, and I miss being able to walk with my family and friends. I can walk a little with my walker right now, but I can’t go very far without being exhausted. My goal is to be back in my walker by the time school starts, because I sort of feel… trapped in the wheelchair.

My family and friends. My family stayed by my side the entire time, and made the hour drive from our house to the hospital every day. They kept me encouraged, they kept me laughing, and made a difficult ordeal much easier. And I was so touched by the way my friends texted, called, and visited. They were right there for me the entire time and wrapped me in light and love.

The journey was a little different than we’d expected, but the Lord carried us through it and surrounded us with people who were so kind and generous and selfless. My mom’s coworkers made us meals, a family friend froze a Thanksgiving turkey for us, my AP Literature teacher brought me lunch and checked on me every day to see how I was doing, and the doctors and nurses took such good care of me. My recovery isn’t over yet, but I know with His love and the love of the people around me, I can make it through it.

What little things do you appreciate this holiday season?

My Writing

Some People Come Into Our Lives: A Poem

Some people come into our lives,

And leave a mark

That can never be erased.

They touch our hearts

In a more profound way

Than we ever expected

Or imagined.

They come into our lives,


Without warning,

And fill our days and minds,

With a light

That is pure

And golden

And beautiful.

Those people are rare,

Those people are special,

Those people are gifts

To be cherished

And held dear.

They come into our lives

And leave a mark

That can never be erased.

They touch our hearts

In such a profound way

That we

Are never the same.

My Writing

She Just Wants To Be Loved

She just wants to be loved.

She wants someone to come into her world and set it on fire with a flame that will make her glow, not burn. She wants to be with someone who understands her better than he understands himself; she wants someone who will hold her when she cries and be there for her whenever she needs him, whether it’s 3 PM or the middle of the night. She wants someone to share her secrets with and experience life with.

She longs to love. Her heart is overflowing with love; she longs to drown someone else in it. She’ll love him in a way he’s never been loved before; she’ll protect him, she’ll cherish him. He’ll never have to worry about being left alone or wonder if he’s enough, because when she loves, she grabs on and holds for dear life. She gives everything, regardless of whether the other person deserves it or not. She has to. It’s just the way she’s wired.

She just wants to be loved. She wants to be swept off her feet; she dreams of walking into a room and having him pull her into his arms. That’s what she wants: to be held, to be hugged, to be kissed, to be loved. That’s all. She just wants to be loved.

Cerebral Palsy · Faith

Perfect Love Casts Out Fear

Moments ago, as I sat trying to focus on the music I’m listening to, this verse came into my mind. I clung to it, trying to find comfort in its words and in His promises and love. I’m having surgery Monday, and I’m going to be completely honest with you: I’m as nervous as I can be.

Everything’s fine. This procedure is to help me get around better and improve my quality of life overall, and it’s had miraculous results for others I know with cerebral palsy who have also had it done. I’m excited to see how it will help me, but as Monday creeps closer and closer, the more nervous-and somewhat afraid-I become. Questions race through my mind:

How much pain will I be in?

How will I feel after it’s done?

How difficult will recovery be?

And on and on and on. I haven’t been sleeping the last few nights, because I wake up and my mind instantly begins to spin. I alternate between completely trusting Him and feeling a wave of nerves overtake me. But it’s like a family friend once told me: Prayer is the bridge between panic and peace, so I try to just pray through the panic and the worry. Sometimes they’re well thought out, but other times-like moments ago- they’re spontaneous thoughts: “God, I’m terrified. Please take this fear away. Please drown me in Your love so completely that I can’t feel anything else.” And as I pray and pour my heart out to Him, I think about the ways He’s already been so present in this process. Having my path cross with the friend who told my family and I about this procedure. Guiding us to doctors who are kind and wise. Letting me know that this is the right thing to do, even though it scares me. Surrounding me with family and friends who will stay by my side throughout the entire thing and who have and will continue to cover me in prayer. The entire thing has happened in such a way that I know He has His Hands in it, and I know He’ll continue to hold me and carry my family and I through this. His love is stronger than my fear, and it’s like Hillsong UNITED says in “Oceans”: He’s never failed, and He won’t start now.