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The Hard Truth: Sisterhood

     I was recently asked to write for a new website called the Female Athlete Mission. So much of what they stand for is sisterhood, love, compassion, and obviously trying to live a faith-filled life. I wanted so badly to write about the bonds of sisterhood and how our relationships should reflect the acceptance and boundless love that we are shown by Jesus. I started writing but I felt a little tug on my heart.       I just wasn’t right. And I had no business writing this because of my personal life. There was a friendship that had been scorched by the fires of jealousy, insecurity, and just straight up pettiness. Ugh I hate to confess this. But pride hates to apologize.      Proverbs 15 says, “a gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare.” LOL I am not your tight lipped, sweet smiling, let you walk all over me type of Proverbs 31 woman. I have ALWAYS struggled with this mold I feel like I need to fit into in order to be deemed a “woman of God”. Where do
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I'm Engaged!

As engagement announcements flood my timeline I just want to share this article, this well written, beautiful article that serves as a reminder. But first, a few things that my young and inexperienced self have learned over the last few years.  I’m not engaged. But I want to be. This doesn’t mean what you think, bare with me. Something I've learned the last few years, through experiences of my own and my friends, is that you can be with someone, and still feel completely alone. No, its not all their fault you feel this way. So you can't blame them when it's over. As much as you'd like to, it only eases the pain temporarily. We figure, if we blamed him or her, for all the reasons that this didn’t work out, blamed them for all the pain, then it would all disappear, In a perfect world we'd feel great and move on.  Wrong! I realized that one, it was a heart issue. Not his, but mine. I looked for love in the wrong place. Don’t get me wrong, when dating some

Why Do We Doubt?

Ever heard the story of Peter walking out to Jesus on the water? If not, [Matthew 14:22] basically, there was a raging storm, and the men on the boat were absolutely terrified. Then, there appeared Jesus on the water. Peter asked, if it's really you, beckon me out to you. So Jesus said, come. Peter walks out, and is walking on waves. Not just still water, but humongous storm sized waves. Then, he starts to look around and begins to sink. H e was afraid and, cried out, “Lord, save me!” Jesus grabs his hands and pulls him up, then responds, "You of little faith. Why did you doubt? " And when they both got on the boat the men rejoiced saying, "Truly YOU ARE the Son of God!"  I was reminded of this story reading a book. (How's Your Soul? By: Judah Smith) And while reading this book, I honestly had tears streaming down my face. Let me explain why.  Peter. Was face-to-face with The Savior. And STILL he doubted. He could physically reach out and touch the Lord

The Polaroid.

Wanted to share-A moment I'll never forget...The first time I saw someone purchase my jersey. Won't lie, it got to me.  I remember being 8 and dreaming of moments like these. I'll never take these things for granted. And I made a promise I would never give up.  New post//link in bio.  I've found lots of time to write lately. So here it goes! Throughout the season one of the things I found the greatest joys in are gamedays. Obviously! It's a day where we get to see our hard work pay off but most importantly, have fun. Oh, and win. This team sure does know how to win. And winning is also really fun. For me, I really enjoy seeing all the fans after the game. It feels personal for me. I very vividly remember being eight years old and getting to be a ball-girl for the Lee's Summit North High School Varsity soccer team. Wednesdays were truly my favorite day of the week. I wore my t-shirt to school every game day. It was a quote picked out by, i

Oklahoma State Will Overcome

I know we hear all of the time, "life is short" or "tell the ones you love that you care" etc, but I beg that it doesn't take a tragedy for us to understand the fragility and importance of life and love. We hear all too often about discovering love through pain. Yesterday's events were earth-shattering for the town of Stillwater, the University of Oklahoma State, and for the state of Oklahoma. Stillwater is a fairly quiet town. My family is from here. My mother grew up here, went to HS down the road, then went on to graduate from OSU along with 98% of my family. This town means so much to our family. The people mean so much. My memories are a safe town. A place where we don't lock our doors, we walk around the neighborhood, and we go to every OSU sporting event. No matter their record that year. We walk around, smiling and waving and shouting "Go Pokes!" That's what I grew up with. Tradition, hospitality, loyalty, and a love for this scho

Rookie Year

Year one. I just wrapped up my first rookie year in the league. What a wild ride it's been. Lots of sweat, some blood, and maybe even more tears haha! I'm confident enough to admit to that though. It's been the most challenging year of my career. I have learned so much more about myself as a player, a competitor, and about the game in this short season than I thought I would. I still wake up and can't believe I get to play a game, yes a game for my job. It's what I dreamed of as a kid! And hopefully I'll continue to live out that dream and reach other goals I've set for myself. I'm not sure what comes next. But I want to share what I leave this season having learned.  There are no shortcuts on the road to success.      I could write a novel on this. (Maybe one day) I've been told this repeatedly my entire life. My parents were athletes and coaches, and the "hard work beats talent" mentality was ingrained in me and my siblings at a youn

My Heroes

I can guarantee that every single person reading this has had a friend, family member, or loved one who has been affected by cancer. As it has affected my life, and those I love in more ways than one one.  I didn't have any sports heroes, idols or general role models that I honestly looked up to growing up. I admired people for qualities that I wished I had or for their strengths that were my weaknesses, but that's it. Now, at 22 years old I have found those role models, the people that I look up to and draw inspiration from. They are the young and brave . Those fighting a battle I know nothing about firsthand. They are daughters, sons, teammates, friends, classmates, dreamers, they are warriors.  On my worst day, I still know that no one has looked at me and told me that there's a chance I may not live to see tomorrow, a chance that I may or may not beat something. Now I know that life is fleeting, and I could live my last day today. But, I know  I don't truly