“I hope 2013 is even better.”

I wrote this Dec 31, 2012 as a last sentence to the summary of how wonderful my 2012 was. When this popped up as my Facebook memory I laughed a little. Why? Because what I expected to be better year in 2013 turned into a series of headaches, diagnosis of a brain tumor, loss of an uncle, feelings of rejection and loneliness, and continued health problems. Yet that was one of the best years of my life. Why? Because it was that year that I truly began a journey of understanding WHO held me, WHO loved me, and WHO knew every detail of life even before they became details. I laughed at it because when I thought better would consist of better grades, better friendships, better (fill in the blank) is was not even close but without a shadow of a doubt BETTER is what I got. I got a better understanding of the Lord. I got a better understanding of trust in Him. I got a better relationship with Him which in turn showed me the better relationships I had, would be blessed with, and still have.

See my understanding of “better” was so limited but thanks to the Lord for graciously allowing opportunities to cling to Him through crazy and confusing seasons of life I get to have a little bigger perspective (not by any means the perspective I should have) on what better actually is. Better is knowing HIM.

2013 would lead to 2014 being a year of healing, transition, wrestling with want vs. the Lord’s will, a little confusion, continued health and dependence on the Lord. It was BETTER because Christ is enough and patient.

2014 lead to 2015 a year of exciting adventures, living dreams, seeing the Lord’s promises come to be a tangible reality, pushing forward, letting go of what lies behind, learning through experience, trusting, hurting, crying, over joyed excitement, watching the Lord provide, and more growth. It was BETTER because Christ is satisfying, knows the desires of our hearts, does not always give us what we want but gives us what we need that will glorify Him most and benefit those around us. He meets us where we are but loves us too much to leave us there.

2015 has led to 2016. HAPPY NEW YEAR! 2016 will probably be filled with adventure, heartache, tears, laughs, joys, transitions, answered prays, growth, new desires, new lessons, new stories, and whatever else 2016 can bring. It will be BETTER because Christ is on the throne.

In 364 days 2016, Lord willing, will lead to 2017 and by golly I cannot wait to write down what was better about 2016. The Lord is faithful!


Leah Kate King

Grander earth has quaked before
Moved by the sound of His voice
Seas that are shaken and stirred
Can be calmed and broken for my regard

Through it all, through it all
My eyes are on You
Through it all, through it all
It is well

Through it all, through it all
My eyes are on You
It is well with me

Far be it from me to not believe
Even when my eyes can’t see

And this mountain that’s in front of me
Will be thrown into the midst of the sea

Through it all, through it all
My eyes are on You
Through it all, through it all
It is well

So let go my soul and trust in Him
The waves and wind still know His name [repeat last line during 3rd run]
It is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well it is well with my soul
Through it all, through it all
My eyes are on You Lord
Through it all, through it all
It is well with me.

You better believe I have a story on anxiety and depression!

I’ve seen a lot of posts lately about anxiety and depression. I am by no means writing “just another post on anxiety and depression” or saying that I know everything. But maybe just maybe this can help.See I have a lot of friends who struggle with this and it hurts my heart to see them struggle in the seasons of it. (Oh I should clarify something, it comes and goes and there is no schedule for it.) I find myself praying over them often. 

Many may think it is silly for me to be writing on this topic because I am “Happy Go Lucky Leah Kate King!” and how could I possibly even grasp the surface of this struggle let alone be writing on it? Whelp, what if I told you that I’ve dealt with anxiety and the border of depression at points since I was about 13 years old? What if I took a moment to tell you that I was medicated all of high school and part of college taking different dosages at different points? What if I told you that if I didn’t have a brain tumor and Jesus didn’t make a way for me to get off medication I’d most likely still be on it? What if I told you that I never told anyone outside my family until I was in college about battling this because I feared their reactions to what I thought made me crazy? What if I told you there were several nights growing up where, though suicide was never a temptation, I still found myself asking the Lord “why and when do I get to be free from this?” even if that meant going Home? 

I think by now most people are aware that anxiety and depression are very real if not may I be so bold to ask you to study up and leave naivety behind you? We have articles circling social media on these struggles, how to handle them even how your friends and family should handle you having them, but no one shares about the beauty of the struggles, where the Lord has met them in the midst of it, and how they choose to walk forward.

So if you will let me, I’d love the chance to share my story.

I was about 13 maybe a little younger when I started struggling with anxiety. It was paralyzing. Therefore, having the wonderful parents that I have, I was introduced to Dr. Farmer and Dr. Murphy. two men of whom the Lord would use to change my life forever. Dr. Farmer was a Christian counselor and Dr. Murphy an atheist/agnostic (I never figured that out fully) who would prescribe me medication and who I would gain a heart to pray for over the years. Those men are staples of my past because they walked with me through some of the darkest moments of my life granted it was their job but that does not change the fact that they were there. I developed coping skills throughout high school that helped me know the difference in what to worry about and what was silly to worry over. I eventually got to a point where even my family would forget I still struggled with this anxiety stuff. Once I headed to college anxiety and sometimes the border of depression would hit but mainly around finals, big exams, or stressful situations so I had a good grip on being prepared for the seasons of this lovely issue but that still did not eliminate the random unexpected seasons that it just came up and trust me those happened. 

Once I was diagnosed with a brain tumor, my neurologist suggested me getting off my medication. I was terrified. I mean hello I already have anxiety, you just told me I have a life threatening brain tumor, and now you want me to get the meds?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? NO!!!!!!!!! NO! NO! NO. FLAT OUT NO. That was until I woke up one morning and didn’t take it. I can’t give any logical reason of why I didn’t but if you know anything of faith it isn’t always logical. I woke up one morning in 2013 and knew in my soul that I was done and other than one of my college final exam weeks I have not taken it. Call me crazy! I would.

See struggle is one thing, fighting is another, and yet beauty in the midst is a whole other thing. When something like anxiety and depression is in your life there are few things you or anyone else can do to make it ok. You can read all the books you want to make sense of it and people can encourage you left and right as they hopefully will always do but none of that changes the fact that this thing is real and prevalent in your life and it feels like no one will ever understand it like you do. But there’s one who does. You know its coming. This is truth and this is me writing. It’s Jesus. He gets it. He always has and always will. He is with you in it. Sometimes He frees people from it and sometimes it will forever be the nagging thorn in your flesh. That will never change the fact that He is with you and empathetically understands. 

I used to hate the fact that I dealt with anxiety and at times bordered depression. I felt trapped and like I could only talk to my counselor, maybe a youth pastor, a mentor, or my family if I wanted to talk about it. I honestly believed that people wouldn’t understand and if they could not understand then they would think I was crazy but I wasn’t crazy. In fact, science and medical advances are showing now that it wasn’t that uncommon that I struggled with what I did. By the grace of God I now only struggle with the occasional anxiety of general life like “That cop might just be pulling me over. What I have a brain tumor?? What if this bridge breaks and I fall to my death. Oh and my absolute favorite. I am anxious and there is no reason why but I just am and today is not a good day to do anything.”

Now I am also fully aware that anxiety and depression effect people in different ways and have different severities that can even fluctuate depending on the season. What got me through all those nights and moments of this struggle was yes aided by meds because they numbed the feeling of anxiety and depression but most importantly the Lord. He got me through years of this. I still struggle with it from time to time but not like I used to and that is healing from the Lord. He is who I cried out to all those years. He is who walked me through all those seasons. He is who held me up when I felt like I was crumbling. He is who continues to do that in all areas of my life. The day really does come when you can wake up and say “though I have hated this, thank You Jesus for allowing me to fight this because You are near me when I am dealing with this. You fight for me when I cannot fight anymore. You are my strength when I am week. You cry with me as I am facing this. You are for me and not against me. I will trust You and allow this to push me to cling to You because You are my refuge. I will put my hope in You and rest in You whether You free me from my anxiety and (for me border of) depression or not because You are God and You are good and I will choose to believe in that truth

Soli Deo Gloria,

Leah Kate

Starbucks, Refugees, and Jesus

  I sat at a Starbucks for a good hour and a half last night. I was in one of those moods. You know the ones where you just want to say “Ok I’m done! I give up God. You can take me now Jesus!” for no apparent reason. So clearly coffee and reading was a good idea to help calm life down right? LETS’S BE REAL, COFFEE IS ALWAYS A GOOD IDEA. Reading 90% of the time hahaha.
Anyway, I was reading a book for work and thinking a lot about this past week’s events. To be honest I haven’t had much of an opinion on all the refugee stuff other than my heartbreaks, something needs to be done, and Paris and Beirut I got you. I hadn’t had time to sit and really ponder it all. I mean really really ponder it. That was until last night.

I kept getting stuck when it came to being safe and loving well. I kept getting stuck when I asked the question is it wise? Is it dangerous to let all these people in our nation? What do I think? How do I respond?

Jesus says love your neighbor and that is everyone (especially for an out going extrovert like me)

We as follower of Jesus Christ are to be wise. Is it wise to take so many refugees in, pay for them, and take care of them when we have a trillion dollar debt? Jesus says to be His hands and feet. He is also Jehovah Jireh the God Who Provides. He also redeems. He brings restoration. He saves the most unlikely. He desires for all to be saved.

So here’s what I eventually got to. Honestly, it doesn’t matter what I think or how I feel about the situation. Pretty sure the government is going to do whatever they believe is best at this point whether I agree or not. What matters is how I respond. 

How do I respond? I love my neighbor as myself. I care for the lost. I help aid the wounded physically and spiritually. I pray for Salvation, restoration, and healing. I welcome as my friend all who I encounter and love them like Jesus refugee or not.  I praise God for the opportunity to be a light in the darkness of which we already live in because the world is darkness. Bringing or not bringing in refugees will not change the fact that we live in a dark and sinful world. You just don’t always notice the darkness you live in because you are used to it. Jesus went into a broken and confused world to bring life.  You know what that sounds like to me? Living a Christ-like life. It sounds like being a genuine Christian. It sounds kind of like the life we are called to live? Shocker.

Therefore, since I don’t make all the decisions for our nation let me leave you with this, wisdom in world is foolishness to God and vice versa. Love your neighbor as yourself. There is no fear in love but perfect love (Jesus Christ) drives it out. 

Matthew 25:35-39

For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, 36 I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ 37 Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? 38 And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? 39 And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ 40 Andthe King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers,[a] you did it to me.’

Scripture References: 1 Corinthians 2:6-16, Mark 12:30-31, Luke 10:25-37, Isaiah 55:8-9, 1 Timothy 2:1-5, 1 Corinthians 13, 1 John 4:17-19, Leviticus 19:33-34, Matthew 25:31-46

From the heart of a verbal and mental processor who loves Jesus a lot, soli Deo Gloria,

Leah Kate King

When “Someday” Stopped Getting Letters


My Someday and Beloved Now

I have been reading a lot of blogs lately on relationships and singleness. I have written some “not so great” ones before so this may be a repeat. But I wanted to share something that I did in preparation for relationships, stopped doing, and why I stopped.

It was some time during late junior high or early high school that I began to write letters to my future husband. (I know I know I know…..I know I do have a random hopeless romantic on the inside of me.) I would write things about how I was excited to love him and be loved by him despite our shortcomings. I would write about how I was excited to serve the Lord with him. A few times I even wrote about the guy I was currently “crushing on” and how I was excited to know that if my “crush” was not him then he must be incredible! I would tell him about what the Lord was teaching me and where in life I was.

I love the idea of writing letters to your future spouse and if you are led to do so praise the Lord and do it. I don’t discourage it at all and think it is great. If I do end up getting married someday I will probably start writing again after I am engaged or something. So remember that as I continue writing.

After a few years of random letters to my “Someday” I stopped. I realized that I had been writing to my “Someday” who, if he isn’t actually real, will never read the sweet letters I wrote to him and there would be a box sitting in my closet forever of the letters I never gave to the man I never met. I really don’t mean to sound depressing. This was just the conclusion I came to after some time.

The reason I stopped writing though was not because I didn’t want to write or because I decided God did not have someone in my future (I have no clue on that answer). The reason I stopped writing to my “Someday” was because I already have a “Now” and He has been my “Now” since I was 6 years old. Talk about a life long love, high school sweet heart, and best friend forever. My “Now” is always with me. My “Now” knows me better than anyone ever will or even could. My “Now” knows me even more than the possible “Someday” could ever know me. My “Now” created me in His image. My “Now” holds me, loves me, walks with me, romances me, makes me giggle, blesses me, mourns with me, rejoices with me, is silly with me, goes on adventures with me, and is perfect. Why had I been writing to the “Someday” who may not even exist instead of the “Now” Who has always existed and pursues me daily?

That is why I love to do things with Him and if He brings someone for me to do life with in the format of marriage then that is great! But it is no greater than having my “Now”. He is my “Now”, He is my “Always”, and He is my “Eternity”. Writing letters to Him and talking to Him is my favorite!

Just a thought.

Soli Deo Gloria,

Leah Kate

Song of Solomon 7:10 NLT

“I am my lover’s, and he claims me as his own”

Will you believe?

  1. Soli Deo Gloria!

    You are amazing no matter what people say, what you think, or what you feel

  2. Your love for the Lord is the most attractive thing about you
  3. You are created in the Lord’s image and are beautiful (not even sunsets were made in His image and they are gorgeous)
  4. Your heart needs to be guarded
  5. You nor anyone other than the Lord can guard your heart perfectly and without mistake
  6. High expectations may mean that you spend some time alone while others go on dates all the time, are getting engaged and married but you are worth more than you could ever know so wait until God brings a man to pursue your heart.
  7. Don’t overthink things.
  8. Don’t pursue anything with any guy (no matter how amazing he may seem) unless its just friendship. If it is to be more than that then he needs to do the work and get your attention and taking risks.
  9. Be patient
  10. Strive after the Lord regardless of your relationship state because He is pursuing you daily and no man will ever love you or long for you as much as He does
  11. Find your satisfaction in Christ alone. Everything else is just sprinkles, whipped cream and syrup on top of the ice cream
  12. When in a relationship: if he isn’t/cant lead you spiritually end it no matter how painful it is
  13. If Jesus is not your number one check your priorities
  14. You are loved
  15. Don’t be too hard on yourself if you mess up. Just learn and move on.

The Face I’ll Never Forget

His face, his face was like none I had ever seen. His face was filled with terror and fear. His eyes were lost and alone. I will never forget his face. I have spoke of this man before. When I shared about him waiting to get the MRI after me before I went into surgery. His face ever so often comes to mind. I wonder why. Maybe it is because it was right before surgery and lets be honest I don’t remember too terribly much of “before surgery” stuff or maybe it is because his face was imprinted on my heart due to its sadness. I will never forget his face.

As that face popped up in my mind today I began to look back at it. I decided to see what was in that face that made it so memorable. He was around 30 years of age and did not speak much English, yet when we made eye contact we both somehow understood what each other was facing.

I had not broke down at that time. I had shed a few tears and been held with a hug for a bit. I thought at that point I had dealt with the weight of all that was going on. But when I saw that face, that face full of fear, I realized something. That mid 30-year-old Hispanic man was me. That scared and terrified man was the little girl inside of me curled up. It was the little girl inside of me trying to be brave and not let her fear show. When I looked into the eyes of that man I saw my reflection. I began to weep. All the way down the hall, up the elevator, to my room I cried and cried. As I fell into the arms of my mom in the hospital room I cried harder and harder. Tears fell quickly down my face as I began to tell her of the man I saw down by the MRI room. I told her about how we managed to communicate and how I was able to tell him we would be ok.

As I was reminded of that moment today and that man’s face, I began to realize why it had such an impact on my heart and why it is one of few things I can remember from the few hours before surgery. That reason is this. When I saw that man and looked into those eyes I realized we were different. We were not different because of our gender, age, and race. No that was not why we were different at all. We were different because when I looked at his face and in his eyes there was no hope. There was no “I will make it” in his eyes. The only thing there was sadness and fear. The only difference between this man and me was that even though the little girl inside of me was scared, curled up, and trying to be brave. This little girl inside of me was scared in her Sovereign Lord’s presence. She was curled up in her Heavenly Daddy’s lap. She was hiding her fear in the shoulder of her Holy and Mighty Best Friend. The difference between this precious man and me was that I had Hope. I had and still have Living Hope. The Hope that my Sovereign Lord, Heavenly Daddy, and Holy and Mighty Best Friend still does and forever will have me. That face breaks my heart every time it comes to my mind and every time it comes to my mind I am reminded of the miracle I have received from my Living Hope. I am so thankful for that face that I will never forget. Soli Deo Gloria!
Hebrews 13:5b-6
for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.” 6 So we can confidently say,
“The Lord is my helper;
I will not fear;
what can man do to me?”

What we are really thinking when we read blogs on singleness

I am beginning to have an issue with the blogs I see about singleness. Not because I don’t think they’re good but I find that they scream at you the “It’s ok!Look here’s a list of 25 things that you can still do while single.

Really? That’s great and all but I kind of feel like when we read these post they are really just covering up what most single people are actually thinking.

I think a lot of times we get this idea in our heads that make us afraid to be honest and say the truth about singleness and it is this “it can really be lonely.” When all of your friends are dating, engaged, or married you can feel left out. I mean lets be real if you go hangout with them you are a 3rd or even worse a 5th wheel. That is just awkward unless you are really good friends with them and they understand how to interact as a couple with a single person. But regardless it just puts you in that lonely place where you and other people start saying things like “someday, you just wait there is a great one out there for ya!” “You are just too great a catch and have not found the one who is good enough for you!” and my absolute favorite “Someday your prince will come!” Really? Really? Cause I am thinking you don’t know the future unless God told you something that He has not told me and if so please share but I am not seeing anything on its way and I am tired of me and others living lives with this “someday when I am married” plan in the back of our heads. I am sick of people saying things like “well you really shouldn’t do something like that until you have a spouse and obviously God would not call a single person like you to that if He wasn’t going to bring you a spouse.” Again really?

So here are my thoughts,

I love reading single blogs but they always leave me feeling lonely or not quite good enough. When I read the list of 25 things I see it and automatically think “how fun they would be to do with my husband”. I know I am contradicting everything I have said but hear me out. What I want to know is why no one is being honest about this single thing. I know for me, I really have found a contentment and patience in singleness but that longing of someday doing life with my husband sounds like the most amazing thing I could ever imagine. To love him and be loved by him. To go on adventures with him. To make a list of 25 things to do together. To know that the love and relationship we have is a tiny glimpse and reflection of the Lord and His love for His people. That is beautiful!

I am 21 and will be 22 in 4 days. I have really have learned to be “ok” in singleness and am genuinely happy. I really do want to complete a list of 25 things single people can do before marriage because I am stubborn and want to. But I am also ok with being honest and admitting that singleness can really be the dumps. I want people to be ok with admitting that marriage is something they desire. That although they are content in being single they can still desire companionship and a spouse. Why is that something in our culture that isn’t said more often? God made us with relational desires and one of the biggest and most culturally found ways that is accomplish is in marriage. That’s ok! I find that a lot of people even myself have a hard time admitting that we really do want to be married someday. We need to be ok in that desire and yet still find contentment in the Lord in our singleness cause that is just as beautiful as marriage.

Here we go with the typical “Christian girl end” to this blog.

I love being single and am beyond hopeful that the Lord brings me a husband to do life with and glorify Him with but this is what I have learned being single and would not trade the lessons for any spouse.

  1. I long to be pursued. As a single woman pressing into Christ I have never known the steadfast pursuit the Lord has for me like I do now. No person could ever pursue me or romance me like the Lord does.
  2. When I return that love and spend time with Him I am satisfied.
  3. When I feel alone I never am cause He is with me.
  4. When all my friends are on dates I get Him to myself and my attention goes to Him. You don’t have any distractions then.
  5. When I need Him, He is always there. He doesn’t let other things to get in the way of our relationship like I do. He is my best friend, He is the love of my life.
  6. He knows the desires of my heart and is excited to fulfill them with me and do them with me.
  7. He loves me!
  8. Plus there is no drama in our relationship!

Again, I want to just say that it is ok to want marriage and admit it. That is not a desperate cry. It’s being real and honest. It is ok to read and post blogs about singleness (I am obviously guilty in that). It is totally possible to find contentment in singleness and still have a longing for a spouse. I love that I desire a spouse because it pushes me to Jesus! Finally, it is ok to say “I really don’t want to be single the rest of my life.”

Hope this wasn’t depressing or negative! Just thought it was needed to be said!

Soli Deo Gloria,

Leah Kate

Jesus, Country Music. And What Can Thaw a Frozen Heart?

If you have been around for at least the past month than you probably said to yourself just now the answer to the question; “what can thaw a frozen heart?” LOVE! LOVE can thaw a Frozen heart! And then added “some people are worth melting for.”

Some may say I love the movie Frozen a little too much. That is mostly an understatement but there is so much reason as to why I love this movie and as always these things come to mind within the 3-4am hours of the morning when I least expect to wakeup. I guess Jesus just knows that is when I listen best. Still have not figured that out. It’s 3am! Why could He have not made me to listen at 1 pm? I want to sleep but I guess if that is when I listen best than its ok. Praise the Lord.

I woke up at 3:54ish with this country song stuck in my head. I dislike country so much yet waking up with this awful twangy-hick music in my head of which I only know a few words to that are playing over and over like a broken record in my mind is one of the biggest blessings ever.

The movie frozen is all about love being the only thing that can thaw a frozen heart. In reality and yes I am making this a correlation that is like us. Our hearts are dark evil wicked deceitful little vessels of death and frozen. The only way we could be cleansed and have it thawed was by the Lord Jesus “loving” us enough to die on the cross. That is the act of true love that thaws our hearts and saves us.

            So why am I writing this out? Because although I have been saved since age 6 my heart is still thawing (process of sanctification) and I realized that more this week. Over the past 2 years the Lord has brought the most amazing people in my life that I get to serve Him with on a daily basis by doing life together. They bless the socks off me! They call me out when I am wrong. They encourage me when I need it. They speak truths that I need to hear without even realizing it. They love me despite my shortcomings.

See I love happy movies like Frozen because life isn’t always “happy”. Things happen and people’s hearts don’t always thaw, people don’t always get better, and things happen. People don’t always choose to accept the One who thaws frozen hearts and that sad. I want so much for people to know Christ and walk in His freedom because it is the only thing in life that really matters.

Waking up at 3:54am with this awful country song and great movie in my head reminded me that Jesus Christ not only died for me and saved me but is daily thawing my heart. He keeps waking me up at weird hours because He loves me enough to convict and reveal things in my life. He reminded me this morning that the reason this awful country song is in my head is because He gave me the best of friends in the world who listen to country music. So waking up with it in my head is great because I love these people more than words could express. They are not just my friends but they have become my family too. I am so thankful that this awful music is in my head. I am so thankful because since this music is in my head on repeat and it is bringing me joy maybe that is part of my heart thawing.

Over the past few days I got to spend some time with my wonderful friends at DBU and it turned into me not sleeping at all, a lot of tears, a lot of unwanted emotions bubbling up and me dealing with things that I shoved aside because well I don’t like things that hurt. I just want to be happy and help other people through their hurts. That is normal but so is hurting and it a process we all have to go through several times in life. God used my sweet friends to get that remind me of that this week. They loved me enough to speak life and truth. They spoke in “love” and that made me listen. They loved and my heart thawed. They loved and God began to refine me more. They loved and God had me face things that I needed to deal with. They didn’t just love and let me hurt. They loved and held my hand until the hurt was gone. They loved and dealt with my embarrassing tears and runny nose. They truly loved and God used them to thaw my heart in areas I didn’t even realize were still frozen.

I am happy to wakeup with annoying country music in my head because it reminds me that the Lord loves me. He gave His life for me. He put people in my life to refine me and gave me friends who love me no matter what condition I am in. I hope I wake up every 3 am with a country song in my head because that means I have friends and a heart that is being refined. Praise the Lord!


1 Corinthians 13:1

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

Proverbs 17:17

A friend loves at all times,

and a brother is born for a time of adversity.

What was 2013?

At the end of each year people tend to take a few moments to look back and reflect on the past year. Even Facebook reminds us by creatively putting together all of your biggest and best moments in to one page of what your fb year looked like! (Well done Facebook. Well done!)

So of course me being the Leah that I am took a few moments to think back on this 2013 year and my goodness it was great and terrifying!  Therefore, here are my thoughts on 2013!

Where do I begin? This year as I have said many of times was the most difficult, challenging, painful, heartbreaking, tear draining, wonderful, joyful, redeeming, maturing and beautiful year I have ever lived. I like lists, so let me explain this year in a list:

  1. I turned 21!
  2. I got my gallbladder removed (that’s a story of it’s own)
  3. I passed a lot of kidney stones! (And we praised God for hydrocodone!)
  4. I enjoyed life with the greatest family and friends anyone could ever ask for!
  5. I made a ton of new friends who are quickly becoming family and I get to serve with them in ministry through Initiative!
  6. My best friend Jordan lived with me in the summer!
  7. As most know I found out that I have a brain tumor that unless Jesus just takes it away (which He is able!) is on my brain stem, slowly growing, and will continue to be there slowly growing and monitored every 3-6 months.
  8. I found out that I am a miracle. My brain scans in April showed that my brain is small and that I should not be at a college level education and that the scans matched that of a person in a coma but Lord willing I am graduating college in August and obviously I am not in a coma!
  9. I had brain surgery to drain fluid!
  10. I got to grow closer with the Lord this year, which is always wonderful!
  11. I got a new car!
  12. I lost an uncle who is and will always be one of my heroes
  13. I was able to be an aunt for another year to 8 of the greatest infant to 7 years old kids that I honestly believe have ever existed.
  14. I got to be the youngest daughter to the greatest parents ever!
  15. I got to be the youngest sister to the greatest siblings ever!
  16. I was able to learn thus far what is really important in life and my goodness it is not what we think it is!
  17. I got to be Leah Kate King. Who has a completely underserved life through Jesus Christ and longs to know Him more.

Therefore, there is no doubt that this year has been amazing! It has been crazy but amazing and I am so thankful that the Lord gave me 365 more days to enjoy Him and the life He has given me on this earth.

So 2013 was fun and in a few days will be gone! 2014, Lord willing, will be great and I look forward to seeing and experiencing all that the Lord has in store!

Soli Deo Gloria.

Leah Kate

My Unexpected Christmas

Not sure what to say right now. I was really bummed to find that my siblings were to broke to do a sibling present exchange this year. That was until tonight. See in the past we would do sibling presents on Christmas Eve so after celebrating at my Dad’s side of the family we all came back to my parent’s house as usual. Everyone was really secretive and gathered in the living room as if something special were about to happen. Then mom said, “Ok start the sibling exchange!” I was a shocked and slightly embarrassed as I realized they all had gifts and I missed the memo. After a few laughs and me getting on mom for forgetting to tell me, Josh began,

“Well I have Leah!” Then one by one they each chime in “I have Leah too!” After the 3rd person I  realized this was planned. Mom went behind my back and got my siblings on board to all give me gifts for Christmas to show me how loved I am by them. To show that I have had a hard year but they loved me through it and will continue to. Tears fill my eyes as I write this. I am blessed. I am loved. Thank you family for loving and caring for me! I love you all more than words can say.

As always Soli Deo Gloria,

Leah Kate