I suppose I’ll start with a little blurb about myself before I even go anywhere else. I’ll even make it more fun, for the both of us, by setting it up with a fun-facts-about-me style.
– My name is Kailey, which is a combination of both of my grandmothers’ middle names, Kay and Lee.
– I was raised in a Christian home, going to church and all the church things (i.e. vacation bible school, AWANA, youth group) all the time.
– I was also raised in the Air Force, so I’ve lived in 4 different states and had 6-7 different addresses.
– By the time I got to my current home, making friends was hard, so I spent a lot of time by myself and eventually got used to spending time alone.
– But that doesn’t mean I didn’t/don’t have friends. I’m just mostly introverted with some social tendencies. Sometimes.
– I graduated from a small, country high school with a class of 84 students.
– I’m practically obsessed with animals (although I like to call it “passionate”).
– I’ve done a Christian Leadership Training program, commonly called LT, for two summers now in the beautiful Rocky Mountains of Colorado.
– LT completely changed my life both times I went through it.
– During those two summers, I worked at the YMCA of the Rockies in food service full time, so, 40 hours a week.
– I worked with a ton of irreplaceable people from all over the world at the good ol’ YMCA.
– I like music. A lot.
– I play the trumpet.
– I’ve never been to another country, including Canada or Mexico, though I would love to travel everywhere in the world to explore God’s creation.
– This is a pretty long list and I think I should stop now.
So, that’s a little bit about me. If you’re interested in learning more, I’m sure this whole blog thing could help with that.
As for why I decided to start writing for the whole internet to see, I honestly couldn’t tell you. Although I think a good chunk of it was because I finally finished processing my summer, and there was so much information from fun things that happened to what I learned about both God and myself that it would be kind of obnoxious to put as a status on Facebook. Nobody would want to stop what they’re doing to read an extensive status about what I learned over the summer, especially considering it ended about two weeks ago (but in my defense, my apartment doesn’t have WiFi yet, and I was only home for about three days before moving into that empty, WiFi-less apartment). Actually, and I just realized this now, so you’ll have to forgive my train-of-thought process here, I would really like to share what God teaches me through life experiences and quiet times. Maybe my words, through God’s guidance, can help something click for someone else.
I would also like to explain the title I chose for my blog, Angels Guard Her. It’s based off of my favorite Bible verse, Psalm 91:11, which says:
“For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.”
Through numerous life experiences, I’ve found this to be true. I constantly feel safe and comforted because I know that God totally has my back no matter what. I can walk around by myself at night confident that I’ll be alright because He’s watching over me.
Over the summer, I was hiking, and on the way down a giant snow-hill / mountain, I slipped at the top and slid all the way to the bottom, where I ran into the side of another mountain. My friends watching from the bottom thought that I broke my leg and would have to be care-flighted to the hospital (because we were still at least 5-6 miles from the trailhead). Regardless of how bad it looked, I managed to walk away with only a couple huge scrapes and some insane bruises. I broke, sprained, and twisted nothing. Even though I still got hurt, I know it could have been so much worse without God’s protection.
Also, once I had gotten back home from Colorado, I took my car to get an oil change and get things checked out before leaving for school in a couple days. While it was in the shop, my mom got a phone call from the guy fixing up my car. He told her, and some of this might be wrong because 1. I know nothing about cars and 2. he talked to my mom and not me, that the caliper piston was basically shaved down, and could have caused my tire to lock up at any point while driving. I hadn’t noticed anything wrong with my brakes, and I had just finished driving 1000+ miles from Colorado without any issues. He proceeded to tell my mom that where I needed to be on Sunday was in church.
That guy, whether he meant to or not, made a very good point when he said that. God protected me and the other two passengers in my car all the way home, and who knows how long I’d been driving with the risk of my tire locking up and thus crashing. Because of these and even other life experiences that have thoroughly convinced me of God’s protective, fatherly side, this verse means a lot to me. It gives me comfort to know that His loving hand is over me at all times, and I know I could never thank Him enough for it.