A Bigger And Better 2018

A Bigger And Better 2018

Refuse to let the enemy run your year.

2017 was one of the best years that I have had so far. In January, I went with the girls at my high school to our senior retreat and spent two days with the friends I have grown so close to throughout the previous four years. In February, I spent a day at the beach for Mardi Gras with my best friends (and everyone in the area) and the weather was perfect.

In March, I got to visit my future college with my future roomie and fell in love with my new home. In April, I went to Harbour Island in the Bahamas and came back home to spend my last high school spring break with some of my favorite people – the best week! May was full of celebration and fun – my birthday, graduation, graduation parties, and Hangout Fest. In June, I was able to hangout with my friends that I would soon be leaving and blessed to work with some awesome people. I watched the Blue Angels fly in July, which is always one of my favorite days of the year.

Then came August… From August to December, my family moved me into my cozy dorm. I went through sorority recruitment and talked to some of the most amazing and inspiring people that I have ever come across. I became a part of a sorority and met the coolest girls ever. I did well in my classes and finally learned how to study when finals week rolled around. I started going to an amazing and welcoming church. I realized how grateful I am to be in Tallahassee, but also how blessed I am to be from Pensacola. I understood how important family was on the weekends that I went home. I went to New York for the first time and fell in love with the city.

Needless to say, my year was full of blessings. College was scary to me – but God put me right where I belong. Not only did 2017 treat me well, but it was also a year of internal growth. My relationship with God was tested throughout this year. I feel like when life is going really well, I tend to forget that I have nothing unless I have Jesus. While I had a lot of fun and got to do a lot of things, I grew further from the only thing that can provide me with eternal joy and allow me to do all things. It was not until I attended Passion that I fully understood the extent of how much I need a savior – not just when I feel like I do. I came into year feeling heavy. I was chained to a new lifestyle. I felt like I lost my opportunity to live the life that God wrote for me.

This attitude is exactly what the enemy wants us to have. He wants us to feel like we are too bad, too unworthy, we drink too much, we are too judgmental – there is no way God would want us back. When we let these thoughts take over our minds, we are giving into the enemy. We are allowing him to take control without realizing that Jesus has the victory. When I left for college, my mom started pressing into me that God has a plan for my life but so does Satan.

When I made the realization that the enemy was targeting me, I made the decision to not let him win. When I understood that he was using the things that trigger me the most, I wanted to do everything I could to spot him. I refuse to live another year letting Satan think that he has me in the palm of his hand. I will not let him steal, kill, or destroy any of my relationships, opportunities, or thoughts anymore.

While 2017 will be hard to beat, I believe that God is going to do big things in 2018. Jeremiah 32:27 says, “Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh. Is anything too hard for me?” By giving God control, there will be nothing that I can’t accomplish.

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If you have not had sex yet, wait.


Premarital sex is not a new concept, no matter how much people like to pretend it is. You can trace scripture and historical texts back thousands of year to see that lust and fornication have been a problem since… well, since we humans have been problems.

They tell you in sex ed that sex causes you to form a bond with someone. They throw some big chemical names at you that are apparently in your body and cause that emotional attachment to happen, then you move on (or back to) how important condoms are and why STDs are so scary.

As a middle schooler or teenager, you can't understand what it means to become permanently connected to someone as a result of a quick, physical act.

If you haven't even had your first kiss, you really can't imagine what it's like to develop such a complex and intimate connection with someone because you have yet to feel the butterflies in your stomach from a kiss. So you really don't know what it's like to have a whole different type of feeling in your stomach.

You never forget your first love. It's one of the most cliche things you consistently hear, but it's true. Ask anyone. I guarantee your parents can still spurt out their first love's name in a few seconds. And most people never forget their first time. I know all my friends can recount that often awkward and slightly terrifying moment as if it happened an hour ago. When you mix those two, especially if you are in your teens, oh boy.

You never forget that. No matter how hard you try.

Everything you hear about sex is true: it's amazing, fantastic, life-changing, etc. There's a reason people have done it as frequently as they do, for as long as they have. But every time you sleep with someone, you leave a piece of yourself with them. Every time you choose to take that final physical step with someone, you cannot go back and collect that piece of your dignity and soul that you left with someone.

So, imagine what happens when you break up with someone you've slept with. Or that you just hooked up with. You have given someone a little slice of yourself forever. And you can never get it back. And imagine what happens when you do that multiple times. You give a piece of yourself to five, 10, 15, 20 or more people. Then you meet the person that you want to spend forever with. And you no longer have that whole part of you. You've given pieces away, and you can no longer give those to the love of your life.

So, save those pieces for your future spouse.

If you have not had sex yet, wait. If you have, consider not giving more pieces of yourself away to people who are not your spouse. Sex was created to be between two spouses, nobody else. So we need to try to maintain its integrity.

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The separation of Church and State is a thing for a reason...


Growing up in a Catholic family is rough. Now, my family was not a strict Catholic family that you would see in the movies, we barely even went to church. But when I was in the church, even with my young eyes I could see the corruption unfolding before me. I was forced to go to "CCD" or Sunday School as most people know it. I don't even know what CCD stood for but I just went with it. I was the only kid in my class that had no clue what the Bible said or meant but all I really knew was that I didn't care. My mind was always cluttered with, "anyone could've written that" or "that doesn't even sound like it could physically happen in the world".

My final straw with Catholicism was when I was criticized by one of my peers who also went to my church for believing evolution. If a church couldn't even accept what was going on in front of them, I wanted no part of it. I was in 7th grade when I finally learned what I was, Atheist. Finally, someone put a label on it, I was very confused by the reaction from people when I said that. Growing up in a small town with a bunch of bible busters didn't help my case at all. I was told, "just go to church and God will find you", or "it's just a phase, you will find Him soon". But truth is, I don't want to find Him, or Him to find me. I have been berated over and over again about my choice of "religion". Like I said, I lived in a small town where everyone is religious except for a select few.

When I played volleyball, my team would pray before every game and I would stand to the side because I wanted no part of it. Or when my senior class decided to pray after the bus accident we endured, I choose to step to the back and play on my phone. Going to a public school you would think that there was the separation of church and state, NOPE. Going to a small school made it so much worse. There were church services at the school and religion would be tied to the lessons that were taught. I was absolutely appalled at what I was seeing, now that I am at college, I ask others if their high schools were like that and they said absolutely not.

So please, if we could respect those that do not have a religion or a religion other than Christianity, that would be great. Just recently, I revealed to my mother that I was an atheist, we were going through a very rough patch in my mental health journey and I felt like it was the right time to tell her. With all the support she has been getting from her posts about me, I would like to say thank you, but instead of praying for me, pray for those in your own life that are too scared to come forward about their mental health; I am slowly making progress, and that doesn't mean that I won't slip back down the hill. If you feel like you must do something for me, pray for yourselves and the loved ones in your life with mental health issues.

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