I grew up in a home filled with music. We always had an organ and a piano in our living room, and they were not decorative. They were there to be played. I can’t say how many people learned to play music on Grandma’s piano and/or organ, but I know I was one of them.

Photo of Grandma's piano.
I am happy to have this piano in my home today.

I’ve been exposed to a variety of music throughout the years. There aren’t many genres that aren’t enjoyable to me. Really, all I need is a good rhythm and a meaningful message. 

Music often inspires me to write. I will get a line or two stuck in my head until I sit down and process it through words on a page. Anyone else?

Thus, the inspiration for this post. 

He Takes Good Care of Me

I grew up going to church. One of the first things I ever learned to say (as all babies at our church!) is “One God”, while holding up my pointer finger. My first solo as a three-year old was singing about Jesus in a Christmas (maybe Easter?) production. I’ve spent many a nap-time curled up beneath a church pew, or on a straw mat laid over the bare ground under a big tent when we had church outside. 

But, as most people do, I came to a point in life where I started to question. Is He real?

I just happened to be a child when the questioning began.

I can’t give you a date and time when God started to become real to me. I know that I was 13 years old when I decided to give Him a chance. Everything else in life had failed, so I thought, “Why not?”

All I know is that, since I gave Him the chance, He has proven Himself again. and again. and again.

He takes good care of me.

 

God, My Healer

Now, you may read the heading above and think you know what I’m going to talk about. You may dismiss healings as coincidence or good luck or great doctors. But, I’m not here to talk about physical healing. Not today, anyway. 😉 

God has healed my heart and mind in ways I can’t ever describe in a blog post. However, let’s consider this…

I was an 11 year old girl unknowingly addicted to pornography (because I didn’t even know what that was!) and wishing her life was over.

I was a 12 year old girl drowning in rated R reading materials and obsessed with inappropriate humor.

I was a 13 year old girl who, for two months of her 8th grade year, others thought was completely mute because of how little I talked and interacted with others. I lived in an empty, rotting home, and once again found myself wishing my life was over.  

And then…

I was a 14 year old girl who, though still suffering, smiled and laughed with her friends – without the dirty humor.

I was a 15 year old girl who passionately sang and worshipped God, free from guilt or shame. I frequently wrote and spoke to inspire my friends to reach for greater things.

I was a 16 year old who literally took other kids from broken homes into her arms and worked hard to show them the love of God.

You get the idea.

Only God can heal a life like that.

That wasn’t just me turning my life around because, well… just ask those around me at that time. I had really rough days, where I couldn’t even convince myself to smile. But each time I brought a new disappointment to the feet of Jesus, He started the healing process all over again. 

He takes good care of me.

 

God, My Provider

WOW. I could write an entire book just on the ways God has provided for me. Sometimes, it was before I realized I needed it. Sometimes, it was right on time. Sometimes, it seemed like it was too late. Looking back, it was always perfect timing.

I’ll just share one of my favorite stories of God’s provision.

When I was a junior in high school, I worked at a little pizza place very part-time. I think I averaged 12 hours a week, at minimum wage. I had only a few bills to pay, and one of those was my school tuition.

(Looking back now, I am almost certain someone in the church “sponsored” me so that the monthly price was low enough for me to afford. Anyway.)

There was a three-week period in the middle of the school year where I didn’t work at all. Thus, I got behind on my payments almost immediately – I barely made enough as it was. Without going into the details (you’ll have to wait for my memoir! 😆), I quickly realized I wasn’t going to get any help from home, regardless of what I was told.

The end of the school year came, and I still owed two months worth of payments. I remember going to the church one morning to pray, and I reminded God of my situation. I knew He was going to help me pay those two months. I felt full of faith after getting up from that prayer meeting.

When I checked my phone, I saw a text from my brother (also my principal) saying something along the lines of… “Remember God provides. :)”

**Those are not the exact words, but the meaning of the text is retained.**

I don’t remember why, but I went down the hill to the school. My brother was in his office, and I chatted with him for a minute. He had a big smile on his face, and he showed me a handful of cash.

“The rest of your tuition is taken care of.”

My jaw dropped. “What?!”

“Someone came in and paid off some of it, and then another person came and paid off the rest.”

Well, that wasn’t God, you might say. That was the generosity and good nature of others.

For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh,) dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not.

Romans 7:18 (KJV)

I say that God shows others how to be good and generous. How did those people know I needed help? That’s not broadcasted information.

He takes good care of me.


I could certainly go on and on about the goodness of God, but this post is already longer than I intended. So, maybe we’ll do Part Two sometime. 😏

If you find yourself wondering what life is all about, or struggling to see a reason to keep going, or facing things bigger than you think you can handle, I encourage you to give Jesus a chance. If He can do it for me, He can do it for you.

How has God proven Himself to you? I’d love to hear from you!

 

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Learning is a major part of anyone’s life, whether they are school-lovers like me, or play-lovers like my husband. 😄 At the job, at home, at play, at school… everywhere, there is something to learn.

You learn lessons all throughout life from a variety of sources. For the first few years of life, you learn most of your lessons from your parents, siblings, and other family members.

Once you hit about five or six years old, you still learn lessons at home, but you add on another dimensional of learning called formal education. 🥳 

Then, once you land your first job, you start yet another form of learning. And I could go on and on.

But, what about when you become a parent?

Goodness knows that parenthood is an entirely new level of learning. You may scour to internet for advice, devour parenting books like candy, ask tons of questions at the doctor’s office, or interrogate others that have conquered this mountain ahead of you.

I know. I’ve been there. Even better, I was there during lockdowns and stay-at-home orders due to the novel coronavirus that swept through the US during 2020.

Sure, there’s plenty of information to be read, heard, etc. out there. But when it comes right down to it, you and your spouse have a crazy journey ahead. Regardless of the “lessons” you learn from others, there will be plenty of lessons you will need to learn for yourself. 

What has amazed me the most over the past six months of my daughter’s precious, new life is how much she has taught me already.

>> insert plot twist <<

That’s right! My baby girl teaches me things all. the. time. 

I was considering that just yesterday, and I felt compelled to share it with you all. So, here are some things my daughter has taught me thus far.

 

 

7 Things My Daughter Has Taught Me

 

Ask for Help When Needed

Ouch! What a big lesson that I still seem to be learning after all this time of living.

Of course, little Annie doesn’t have the ability to verbally ask for help yet. However, she has her ways, and she knows how to request help when she needs it!

For example, she’s currently trying to figure out how to stand on her own. She uses anything she can to pull herself up. When she needs a little extra support, she reaches for my hand to steady herself.

 

Be Independent

Wait… didn’t you just say ask for help?

Right. When needed.

But it’s also important to learn a little independence. There’s nothing like seeing her face light up when she accomplishes something on her own. 

 

Try New (and Hard!) Things

One of the rewards of gaining independence is feeling the gratification of accomplishment. As a brand new human, everything we take for granted is also brand new to these tiny humans! Things probably look so big, scary and difficult to their eyes. 

Yet they have a drive deep down inside of them to learn all of these new, “hard” things. It’s honestly so inspiring to watch as Annie tries something new, fails, and tries again… over and over… until she gets it! 

If a little baby can, so can I.

 

 

Smile at Everyone, Even Strangers

Wow.

It’s easy to just take care of business, go through the motions, and get things done throughout our day. We can see 10, 20, even 50 or more people in a single day, and possibly not even make eye contact with them. 

But once a baby learns to smile, you know what they want to do?

Smile.

It’s so neat to watch Annie’s face light up with recognition at friends and family. Sometimes it’s even more amazing to watch her light up at a total stranger. And you know how that makes them feel?

Amazing.

(By the way, people can tell if you’re really smiling, even with a mask on. Give it a shot. 😉)

 

Have Fun

…with anything! 

Annie  loves to play and have fun. We’ve got plenty of “fancy” toys made just for babies, but you know what? She doesn’t even need all of those to have a great time.

One of her favorite things to do right now is play peek-a-boo with the mirror, or find something I hid under a bowl or pillow. Having fun with her is so simple and so rewarding.

 

 

Enjoy the Little Things

(This might be one of my favorite things my daughter has taught me.)

It doesn’t take a whole lot to get my baby girl to smile.

One of her favorite things is to walk outside and feel the spring breeze and sunshine on her face. She gets the biggest grin when we step outdoors. I can’t help but smile with her. 

As a matter of fact, I actually love being outdoors even more now that she’s around. She’s showing me how.

 

Never Give Up

It doesn’t matter how many times Annie falls down after trying to stand up. Guess what? She’s going to grab onto something and try one more time until she masters it. Even when that fall brings tears, you can count on it that she will try again.

What an awesome reminder to never, ever give up.

 

 

Those are just a handful of the things my daughter has taught me. What about you? Have you learned any great lessons from unexpected places? I’d love to hear from you in the comments!

It’s 2021. 

I had a sudden (but extremely obvious) thought this morning – all people born in 2000 will be 21 this year! 

Waaaat!? 

Why is it that I still think of 10 years ago as the 2000s? 😂 Well, anyway. 24 is NOT old, but it’s feeling older all the time. *shrug*

Side note: According to random personality tests, I’m actually aged 65-80 in my brain. So, there’s that.

Just for fun, here’s some little, personal notes about 2020. Feel free to answer the questionnaire for yourself! 😊

  • Best thing: My beautiful sunshine, Annie 💗 She brings so much light to my world; her smile is the loveliest sight; and her laugh warms the depths of my heart.
  • Hardest thing: The BIRTH of my beautiful sunshine — Childbirth is a marathon for mom AND dad.
  • Most surprising thing: Buying our first home (no, it wasn’t planned…ha) It’s been SO fun to have, but the process was NOT!
  • Best professional moment: Hearing from students about how much my time at LCA meant to them
  • Best familial moment: Watching my husband become a daddy
  • Most challenging thing: Trying to maintain friendships in the midst of COVID-19 — I miss hosting!
  • Something I loved and why: Adopting Buddy ♥️ We adopted him from Tulsa Humane Society RIGHT before Tulsa shut down due to COVID. He brought a lot of laughter and fun to some dismal days. Even though he’s been difficult at times, he has become an important part of our lives. 
  • Something I disliked and why: Being pregnant 🤪 I did not feel like myself mentally, physically, emotionally, or even spiritually.
  • A lesson from 2020 I will carry with me: Relationships are the most important things in life — with God, with family, and with friends — and they will carry you through any trouble.

Did you do any reflection on 2020? Feel free to share in the comments! 

God bless you all in 2021!

Love –
such a small word.
Only 4 letters,
yes?

But, oh the meanings
and expectations
and preconceived notions
that it can hold.


To some love is laughter
and fun all the time.
To some love is long talks
and long walks
and always seeing eye-to-eye.


Yet, to some,
love is cruel and unfair and unkind;
a force to be reckoned with,
a lonely, dark night;
a place where all fear and all guilt and all pain
is proudly displayed
as if it’s some kind of game.


But somewhere in the middle
of grand fairytales and imagined horror
is the sweet, gentle current of love
– real love –
though many don’t know it.


While walking and talking with love,
you might find,
those fears, guilts, and pains
just seem to subside.

Though love won’t let you
stay as you are,
it comes in and
gently requests residence.


Sooner or later, you’ll find
where once was a broken
mess of a soul,
afraid of loving and letting go,
love swept softly and kindly
through sorrows and griefs,
and said, “You are mine –
I’m in it for keeps.”

Kelsi Curry © 2019

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

Maya Angelou

“…people will never forget how you made them feel.”

What a true statement. I think back over my short 24 years of life, and I realize that, though I may not remember the exact words or actions associated with an experience, I remember the feelings. I remember feelings of fear, insecurity, helplessness, betrayal, anger, and deep sorrow. I remember feelings of excitement, joy, peace, love, security, contentment, and hope. Because I am human, circumstances in life brought about a multiple of emotional responses – it’s simply how I am programmed. The intentional responses are what I can control.

More than to think of my feelings, this statement prompts me to consider others.

Reminiscing on How I Make Others Feel

How have I made my family members feel over my lifetime? How have I made my friends feel? How have I made my teachers and mentors feel? How have I made supervisors and subordinates feel? How have I made my husband feel? How have I made my pastor feel?

How have I made Jesus feel?

Beyond any doubt, I know that my Lord and Savior experiences emotional responses just as I do. After all, His Word tells me that He has been touched with my every emotion, which is what gives me the liberty to approach Him (Hebrews 4:15-16). I am created in His likeness and image (Genesis 1:26). His Word tells stories of His times of anger, hurt, and grief, as well as times of joy, laughter, and triumph. All of those emotions were in response to His creation’s condition or actions. So again, I must ask…

How have I made Jesus feel?

Even as small child, I remember doing things I knew I was not supposed to do. Sure, they were “small” and “insignificant” things, like maybe throwing away my breakfast when Grandma wasn’t looking, or staying up too late on a school night. But little things led to bigger things, like watching inappropriate content on TV and online, or outright lying in order to get out of trouble.

I can imagine Jesus, as He watched me grow up in a broken home, looking down with sorrow and longing for the heart of a little girl who was headed down the wrong road. It was obvious that His heart longed for mine, because He sent many teachers and preachers who reached directly for me. He was in a relentless pursuit of my soul.

Then came the day that I repented of my sins and gave my life to Him. Certainly, on that day, He experienced joy. His Word tells me that there is “joy in heaven” when repentance takes place (Luke 15:7). Likewise, the gift of the Holy Ghost is proof that He found joy in my repentance. Each time I have been renewed and restored by precious repentance and glorious Holy Ghost-infilling, I am reassured again of His joy.

As I prepare to enter a brand-new phase of life called Motherhood, I want to remember that my actions, my words, my attitudes have power. I can make others feel loved and appreciated, or I can make others feel despised and uncomfortable. I can show compassion and patience, or I can show frustration and anger. I want my husband, my family, my friends, and my soon-to-come daughter to feel cherished, regardless of the circumstances.

And above all – I want to cherish my time with Jesus. No matter how crazy life becomes, I want Him to know beyond any doubt that I love and appreciate Him.