Hi, I'm Kadie. I'm 14 years old. I have an amazingly close family – Dad, Mom, and Jace, my 18 year old older brother. I live in Winnsboro, Texas, a small east Texas town. I'm a freshman at Winnsboro High School. I play Varsity Basketball with my best friends, and we're good, like ranked #1 in the state good. And I have a gorgeous, quarterback of the football team boyfriend. Life. Is. Good.
Where will I be in 10 years? Well… I'll have an undergraduate degree in Social Work. I'll have a graduate degree in Counseling. I'll have the job of my dreams, a LPC with my own practice. I'll be married to the love of my life (hopefully that gorgeous football player). We'll be talking about having kids, or maybe we'll already have one. I don't know where we'll be living, but no matter where we are, we'll have a lot of friends. Life. Will. Still. Be. Good.
Hi, I'm Kadie. I'm 18 years old. I have an amazingly close family – Dad, Mom, Jace, Phylesha, my 20 year old sister-in-law, and Payton, my one year old niece. I live in Lubbock, Texas, a west Texas college town. I'm a freshman at Texas Tech University. I'm single. God has set before me a new opportunity, a fresh start. He is asking me to seek Him, to run after Him, to allow Him to show me new things, and to allow Him to heal my broken heart. Life. Is. Going. To. Be. Good.
Hi, I'm Kadie. I'm 20 years old. I have an amazingly close family – Dad, Mom, Jace, Phylesha, Payton, and Preslee, my niece who passed away 17 days after she was born. I live in Lubbock, Texas, a west Texas college town. I'm a junior at Texas Tech University, but I rarely attend class. I'm still single. I'm trying to seek God, but it's so hard. Worldly things are easier, so I choose those things instead – alcohol, so much alcohol, more than enough alcohol to make me forget "real life" at least for a night, and new football players that might help me forget the old one. This. Can't. Be. Life.
Hi, I'm Kadie. I'm 22 years old. I have an amazingly close family – Dad, Mom, Jace, Phylesha, Payton, Preslee, and Judson, my two year old nephew. I just graduated from Texas Tech University. I'm moving with my parents to the Dallas/Fort Worth, Texas area, as in I'm going to live with them. I have no idea what I'm going to do when I get there. I'm still single. I have no idea about a lot of things these days. I'm in a constant battle between God and Satan. This. Is. Not. What. I. Had. Planned.
Hi, I'm Kadie. It's 10 years later. I'm 24 years old. I have an undergraduate degree in Human Sciences. I don't have a graduate degree. Honestly, there were days when I questioned my ability to graduate with my undergrad. I hate school more than I hate waking up early. I'm a Qualified Mental Health Professional for Dallas Metrocare Services in Dallas, Texas. It's Dallas Counties MHMR, and I work in the Birth to Six program. It pays my bills. I'm still single. Reality is, I haven't had anything close to a boyfriend since high school. I don't have any kids of my own, just three nieces (Payton, 7 y/o; Preslee, our precious angel in heaven; and Phynlee, almost 3 weeks old) and one nephew (Judson, 3 y/o). I live with my parents in Haslet, Texas, a small town about 15 miles north of Fort Worth, Texas. And I receive wedding invitations and/or baby shower invitiations in the mail on a daily basis. That's not depressing or anything. I'm not unhappy, but… There's. Got. To. Be. Something. More.
I've been broken. I've been confused. I've had dreams that didn't come true. I've been discouraged. I've been empty. I've been lost. I've been in lust. I've known sadness. I've known God, and I've chosen to walk away from Him. I've screamed out to Him in anger saying, "I don't want You," and He's replied over and over and over, "I want you, your mess and all." He wants to heal me of my brokenness. He wants me to know His peace. He wants to give me new dreams. He wants to encourage me. He wants to fill me up. He wants me to seek Him so that I can find Him. He wants me to experience love, everlasting love. He wants me to feel joy. He. Wants. Good. Things. For. Me.
So, who am I? Honestly, I'm not sure, because somewhere along the way, I've allowed my mess to become my identity. I do know this though – I'm a World Racer. I've chosen to give up literally everything for 11 months to follow the Lord through 11 different countries to serve "the least of these," – I'm stepping out of my comfort zone to step out into the unknown to share the Gospel, to serve His Kingdom, and to love His people. My prayer is that through this journey, I'll find my identity in Him and lead others to find their identity in Him as well. I. Want. More. Jesus.
