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Let us open with prayer. Heavenly Father I pray to you today to bring joy to our hearts, to heal our bodies of such pains, to guide us through life in your warm arms. I pray that you bless my readers with kind souls and support of this journey you have paved for me. Father I thank you, we all thank you; for the life you give us and the strength you bless us with everyday. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Katelynn Boyd, the girl in school always known as ‘one of the twins’, or ‘oh you are ___ little sister’. Although I had all my own qualities, completely different interest than most of my siblings and had my own group of friends…I was still somehow related to any one of my siblings no matter the conversation being held at that time. Don’t get me wrong, I am far from ashamed to be in the shadow of my siblings, altogether there are eight of us you cannot stand out if you tried. YES EIGHT! My identical twin sister and I are the youngest of three half brothers, one full brother, and two step brothers. I like to say we are the ‘big growing crazy family’. All of which words are way too accurate. I am the proud Aunt of six precious little girls, two darling nephews, and two soon to be sweet little baby girls. Growing up was always new, and truly never a moment to be just like another. I come from a family of divorced parents and remarried Father, my childhood was not hard nor easy; it was full of adventure, new family members, many miles traveled to the other parents, fights on fights, and a love I truly cannot put into words. I was not always raised in a Christian home, at least one whom all attend church on the regular, said prayers at meals, and danced in the kitchen to worship music. I was apart of the average family home, we were constantly on the go to sports events, some cousins birthday party, birth of new babies, graduations, or just simple BBQ’s. I was and am still surrounded by what I believe to be some of the greatest people, the people who made me who I am. My life is practically all family, but the few friends I do have I squeeze a little harder and thank a little more. My friend groups are full of exceptional humans, those kind of people you all want to be friends with (seriously trust me on that). I speak about family and friends like they are all I see, when truthfully it is not often enough. I am a strong believer of hugging your loved ones even more, because in my life I truly never know if I will be there when need be.
I am 20, with two jobs, mission preps, church, and health; where is my clock at? God has gifted me with the power to be fresh in my career as a firefighter so early on in age, he has given me the strength to juggle my crazy God chasing life while working as a part time barista, and he has blessed me with the ability to love the people I do not see or thank near enough. Now God, HE IS THE MAN. Like in kindergarten I always questioned how the teacher did it, 30 or so kids all the same age stuck in one room for hours at a time, bless your soul Mrs. Long. I question God everyday, not for the bad in my life or for why I deserve the good I have, but for his power, willingness, and love for all. Why him? I am always at wonder with that. He really gets it, he is the OG of Heaven. I didn’t find God early on, I always knew of him of course, but I didn’t know, know him (if that makes sense). This life with him is better than any life. Junior year of high school….it all began when my brother married his wife and then became the father of their first baby…(sorry to all my siblings we all know my favorite). His wife was a regular attendee of the church I am apart of now, Loma Vista Community Church. And hanging out with my brother and his family in the ‘cool’ way consisted of church on Sundays’, how awesome is that? As time went on I became very fond of what God was doing, the miracles he was working in my tough later years of high school. To this day I am still amazed with his work every day, simply blown away at the beauty he brings to this life, and this missions trip he has called me to SERVE on. While applying for my mission I said so many prayers, I swear my application process felt like a lifetime. I sat around very impatient like waiting for that phone call, email, text, letter in the mail, ANYTHING. The day I received my call, the same day I gave my mission oath and acceptance in return; that day was full of so many emotions, and I was mid fire shift, how does one handle this? It has all been a blur this past month. Here I am today, writing this blog, my very first mission blog (hopefully not boring you). Now you know the little bits and pieces to my life, and hopefully you can put a face to this crazy personality. I am so excited to share this adventure with every single one of you! To stay fully updated with my time in Thailand or even my time before departure in January be sure to subscribe to my blog with email, in the ‘follow me’ tab! I thank you all for your kindness and willingness to support!
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