This week for many marks the beginning of another year of school. Honestly, really weird that I am not starting classes again, but at the same time, it’s pretty great. I remember one year ago, I was starting a pretty lax senior year class wise. However, I was SO freaked out about what the next year would bring and what I would be doing post-grad. Fast-forward to now, where I have a job, back in the state of Arkansas surrounded by my family and oldest friends. I never would have thought this is where I would be, but let me remind you… God & his plans are SO good.
Last summer, I was having lunch with one of my favorite ladies, Mrs. Meredith Jackson. We always talk about a wide range of topics when we get together. Somehow she started telling me about how she had taken a section of her closet, which was big enough, and made a prayer wall. She had seen this wall in the movie “War Room” (which is wonderful, by the way). She explained how she wrote every little prayer she had, light or serious, on that wall. She said when she walked in her closet there was always this immense peace she felt. She suggested I do the same because I had told her I was going to be having a very large closet. If you visited my house last year in Fort Worth, you have probably seen my prayer wall / remember the size of my closet. Gosh I miss that thing. Anyways, Mrs. Meredith said everyday she would read her bible, add things to the wall, and pray over them. I decided I should do the same.
Y’ALL. It made such a difference in my life. I loved being able to see all the good and bad things up on the wall. I had a decorative wood painted bible verse on the wall and then I would write my prayers, worries, fears, etc. on a note card and tape each individual thought on the wall. It grew to fill the whole wall eventually. Obviously, a lot of it was private and personal, but it felt good to see it each day and ask God for help and praise him at the same time.
Every so often I would take a black sharpie and place check marks on the things that had been resolved. It has so fulfilling seeing the different ways God was working in my life, as well as in others. It simply made my life so much better. I felt less stressed. I was reminded every time I walked in my closet to pray. Oddly, like Mrs. Meredith said, there was this particular peace in that room.
Lately, with all the change going on in my life, I have been feeling more anxious than normal. A few weeks ago I realized that part of it was because I didn’t have my prayer wall set up where I am now. It is something I will be doing this week. If you have bad anxiety this is such a simple yet effective way to reduce it.
Like I said, I placed so many things on that wall. I had a few pictures, bracelets from fun events, memorabilia, stresses, the negative / positive things in my life, and generally anything I felt that would fit there. Every time I walked in my closet I felt so so grateful. Therefore, my advice for anyone in general, but especially those starting school… find a space, big or small, and make a prayer wall. It will enrich your life in ways you can’t even imagine! I will share pictures I took of my prayer wall before I took it down last May. I miss it, but I can’t wait to start fresh with a new one. Stay tuned! Also, fill free to ask any questions as you make your own! You won’t regret it. In fact, shocking I know, I believe you will be thankful for it!!
Southern and Thankful
This is totally unrelated and honestly kind of random. Most weeks I try to plan out my blogs and their topics, but I am completely okay with the spontaneous writing currently taking place after seeing an Instagram post.
I am not even going to get into the root of the post or the purpose (if you are dying to know I’ll share it below), but one year ago Taylor Swift won her sexual assault case against a Denver DJ who groped her. The jury ruled in her favor one year ago yesterday. She spoke about it really for the first time publicly last night and it got me thinking.
Thank goodness for the listeners and believers in the world. The people who take the time to listen and understand. Our world is so FULL of judgement and ridicule. I can personally attest to going through something hard and not wanting to talk about it for fear of what people would say?
how would they respond?
would they care?
what will they say about me behind my back?
would they want to help?
The list of inner self-doubt can go on and on for miles in a person’s mind. I have been on both sides of this equation. I have spoken about hard things and been so supported and loved by so many. Sadly, I have also seen the other side where “friends” at the time ignore or run the opposite direction because they don’t want to be bothered when things get hard. Or even worse maybe they don’t believe you. To speak up and not be heard is crushing, but to not speak up at all is nasty, too. If we did not have the listeners and believers of the world, where would we be?
I wanted to take a second to thank the hearers and supporters. Thank you to the people who take the time to talk to people. To reach out to one another with nothing but the truest of intentions. Thank you to the people who can easily recognize character over corruption and see when someone is simply speaking his or her truth. Thank you to the individuals who don’t take the fastest route out of a hard and unpleasantly dramatized situation, but instead lean in closer.
I have lost relationships over the simplistic quality of sticking around when the going got tough because sadly not just anyone will do that. However, I have also gained some of the greatest relationships too because I allowed myself to be open to the least expectant listener. To the listeners, pat yourself on the back, you’ve done good, and keep doing exactly what you are doing. To those scared to talk about their heartache and struggle, do not trust everyone, but don’t be afraid to trust someone. Everyone deserves to be heard, loved, and supported no matter what they are going through. Be open to one another and don’t you even think about going to old judgmental ways… it will never, ever be your place. Do not be naïve, but also do not be selfish.
This may seem too deep for you, but bottom line is: listen and believe one another in order to build each other up. I will preach this for the rest of my life. Today, and every day, I am thankful for the listeners and believers. I trust, however small or large, they (we) will change the world !
Southern and Thankful
This may be a tad bit hard for some to relate to, but I am going to give it a go.
You see, as a millennial, we are going to have some “firsts” that other generations will not have. For example, the first TV show we binged. Stay with me, I promise this is important.
I have always loved television shows. The stories they tell, no matter how dramatized they may be. However, as long as I live I do not think I will admire a show more than I have admired the series “Nashville.” It was the first show I binged watched to get caught up to it “real time”. I have loved it ever since. It always stood out to me and I believe I connected with it for reasons other than the cast, or the storylines (though I have been obsessed with all that), but this show has always done a remarkable job at representing the city of Nashville and the making of some wonderful music. I even ran in to Charles Esten (who plays one of the main characters) in Nashville of all places. He was so down to earth and so similar to his character, in the good ways, which made me love the show even more.
I was continually so mind blown by the idea that not only could I watch the show each week, but that I could also then buy the songs. Just as easily as I can equate chart topping songs back to a moment in my life… I can do the same with songs from this series Nashville. There is one song that I listened to on repeat in the Spring of 2017. My anxiety and depression was hitting pretty hard and this song, titled “Sanctuary” gave me immense comfort. I still to this day cannot listen to it without crying. Words are powerful enough on their own, but when you turn them to music, I believe (and know), they have the power to heal. That is one of the great things I learned by watching this show.
For the longest time I wanted to be just like these characters and musicians. Funny...because I cannot sing at all. I am not sure when I realized this, but one day I remember watching the show and having this major eye-opening moment that I didn’t want to be like the performers or the actors… I wanted to be like the songwriters. The people that create such magical pieces of art. It’s so comical because once I had this realization, I got this crazy idea that I could turn my words and poems that I have been writing for years into music as well. So surprise…. I have been songwriting (if you can call it that at this stage) and I am even learning to play the piano. Really exciting, and hopefully with hard work, my songs can affect others the way Nashville’s affected me.
This show has given me so much and, you might be thinking that this sounds crazy because it is a TV show, but God’s timing is so wonderful & I feel like I watched this show so that it could inspire me. And wow...that it has! Thank you Callie, Connie, Lennon, Maisy, Charles, Hayden, Clare, Sam, + everyone else that made this show lifechanging for me. You will never know the magnitude at which you have impacted your fans. I already miss it & those friendly characters, but I look forward to seeing how I can take the love for songwriting that I found thru this show and turn it into a reality. I never would have found that, or made it through dark times, without Nashville. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, if anyone remotely close to the show ever see’s this, you are appreciated!
PS- The show is on Hulu…I 100% encourage you to watch. Also, I know very little about songwriting, or how to even go about getting my stuff out there. So...If anyone has ANY tips or wants to help me out, I would not mind one bit (actually...I would be totally grateful!!).
Southern and Thankful
Blessed is an understatement when it comes to my life. Each and every day I am amazed by God's steadfast love. In return, I have claimed this space to show my thanks and whatever else comes along the way. A recent graduate from Texas Christian University who loves any creative insta post, all donuts, and dress pants that make you do a double take. I pray God has a grand purpose for me and I plan to get there with a little Southern and a lot of Thanks! Join me!