"The best way to find yourself..."

The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others. 

~Mahatma Gandhi

Mmmm I think Gandhi was spot on on this one, because we like service, don’t we? We like to be served. We like serving others. We like the feeling that comes with service: it makes us feel good about ourselves, like we have something within humanity to hold onto. Because, I guess, if we’re not helping one another… who will?

I know that I would NOT have made it through this last year without the acts of service people in my life lovingly poured out for me. Whether it be my parents coming to help me move in / out of my dorm, to random Starbucks treats amidst midterms week, to the promise of prayers being thrown my way daily—service is probably the biggest thing that kept me going. And more than that, serving others was often what got me through the really tough days, and reminded me that there is SO much more than just me and my little issues out there in this world. Seriously, whether volunteering at Children’s Hospital and getting to play with sick kids all night, or just sending an encouraging text to a friend—service totally makes this world a brighter place.

In the four days I’ve been in Nicaragua so far, I have seen the effects of those small acts of service like I never have before. My expectation was that I was going to arrive and instantly be thrown into the spotlight of serving. But that has not been the case at all, and I love that. I love that I have been able to see how the little things come together to make life for so many people better. Things like washing the old, dirty truck, or pouring 50 cups of juice for a team, actually do matter. Because if the truck got too dirty, the driver wouldn’t be able to see out the windshield and the cook wouldn’t get picked up from her home and no one would eat that day. And if the juice didn’t get poured 50 people would get dehydrated and they wouldn’t be able to go back to the villages to help build houses and love the beautiful people here.

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Washing the Project H.O.P.E. truck with my cousins, Zoie and Hannah 

My friend, Katie, serving me by doing my hair for formal :)

So I’ve been learning these past few days that little acts of service really do matter! And even more importantly, they are a big deal to God. He sees them, and his heart overjoys for what we are doing! And that’s really cool.

I think that God ultimately doesn’t care what the end point of our service is. I mean, yes, of course He cares if those houses get built, or whatever. But I think He would be just as happy with us just seeing that we are contributing something, and that we are giving Him our best.

That’s another lesson I have been beaten over the head with this year: I AM NOT ASKED TO BE PERFECT I AM JUST ASKED TO GIVE MY BEST. Because my best is enough. I am enough. That is something really really hard for me to accept, but it’s true.

It’s just like when I got my grades for this last quarter and my 5 year-old cousin (Zoie) grabbed my hand, looked me in the eyes, and said, “Tay, you are beautiful. You are talented. You are smart. And we love you.” And I know beyond a doubt that I have hundreds of other people in my life that would say the same thing. Plus, I have a God who screams it out at me all day everyday.

And that has to be enough for me.

So what I’m saying is that, yes, paying for the lady behind you at Starbucks does make a difference. And your teenage son does notice the note you still put in his lunchbox. And the girl from the US is impacted by the fresh juice she gets to drink with her meal. The little things you do make this world a better place, and if we stop, I imagine this world is going to get much, much worse. The little things we do make a difference, and that’s something we (especially me) can never EVER forget.

Thanks for keeping up with me on my trip!

Lots and lots of #love,

Tay

Also, a special shout out to all the dad’s. Especially my own (the best one)! I love you, Daddy. I know I would not be where I am today without you. Thanks for always advocating for me and for loving me no matter what I do, you are an amazing example of my heavenly Father's love! Happy Father’s Day!

  

Am I too Pretty for my Dreams?

Nicaragua Post 1

If the past year of school has taught me anything, it’s that a lot of things just don’t make any sense to me. Like why I have to spend 10 weeks learning about the lifecycle of a plant when I have absolutely no desire to look at a plant from an academic viewpoint at any point in my life. And like organic chemistry…I still could probably not correctly explain what occurs when you throw those stupid chemicals into a beaker together; I just know that sometimes you accidently spill acid on your shirt and it makes really neat holes. It also burns like crap, so I wouldn’t recommend it.

 

I don’t think that this necessarily makes me any less intelligent, (at least that’s

what I’m choosing to believe…) I think it definitely makes me human, though.

One of the things that didn’t make sense to me today was why it was cheaper for me take four flights to get to Nicaragua when Denver flies directly there…. And also why it took less frequent flyer miles to fly first class compared to flying economy (I am NOT complaining about this. I just find it asinine that this was the case...) Anyway, so I’m on my second of four flights today, and I had been sitting next to this family with three precious kids on their way to Spain to go on a cruise. I was talking to the mom about Nicaragua and my dream to someday work as a physician in a third world country. She did the whole “raise the eyebrow and marvel at what a good person I am for wanting to do such a noble thing with my life” response. I personally can’t see it like this, I feel in love with places like Africa, I’m such a science nerd, and I can’t imagine not doing what I love for the rest of my life. For me, it’s a much more selfish ambition than what it may appear to be.

And then that mom said something I’ve never gotten before.

I just think you really need to pray about what you’re doing. It’s really dangerous, you know, especially for such a pretty girl like you. If you were a man, I would say go for it! It’d be a lot safer…But you’re so pretty and you hear about all these stories from third world countries…I just think you should pray about staying in America and helping from here instead of actually going.

Wait. So what I hear you saying (yeah both of my parents are counselors..) is that because I am a “pretty girl,” I should just quit pursuing my dream?

I mean of course I’ve thought about my aspirations being more on the dangerous side. And, yes, of course it is more dangerous for women than it is for men.

But is that really reason enough to say no?

I don’t think so.

I think saying no would pose a much more dangerous situation.

What really didn’t make sense to me about this interaction was that this woman, who has never been to a third world country herself, was not only making such rash judgments about the conditions there, but was actually discouraging me from continuing to pursue what I love.

I think this is a problem.

Instead of thinking about how dangerous it is for us to visit these parts of the world, why aren’t we thinking about how dangerous life is for the people who live in these countries? Lack of proper nutrition, the threat of abuse, healthcare inequality, human trafficking, preventable epidemics—these are all what I consider to be dangerous issues. And they are the terrifying reality for a large part of our world. Why aren’t we thinking about how we can make it better?

I think a lot can be done for these issues without being onsite. From fundraising, to building awareness, to partnership—there is nothing wrong with supporting from afar. But someone has to go. We are all called to help, but we are not all called to go. I strongly believe this; however, I know that right now, I am called to go, so I am going to go. I am going to go to the “scary” places. I will take the proper precautions and do my best to keep myself out of harms way, but ultimately, I trust that since I am called, He’s got this. I don’t think God needs me to worry about how safe the places are He’s sending me to. I think He just needs me to be obedient.

So yeah, Nicaragua has been incredible thus far. God is going to teach me a lot. I’m SO thankful to my amazing family for letting me stay with them, and am so thankful I have an opportunity to do what I love for 6 short weeks. Even if it might seem a little dangerous :)

Just loving life with my beautiful cousin, Hannah (Photo creds to Kari Gibson :) 

Love you guys! Thanks for listening to my scrambled thoughts. Please be praying for my family in Colorado Springs. They were evacuated from our house and I haven’t heard anything about how they’re doing.

Lots of #love,

Tay 

"I am a mess. I am so loved. And I am going to Nicaragua": a casual update.

Hi there!

Well, my last post was on February 19th. So much for posting AT LEAST once a month haha. Let's just say my life has been a chaotic and complicated mess. It has been an absolute mess, y'all. Here's a brief update since you last heard from me:

• I successfully completed 56 hours of college coursework (not including labs...) And will be able to keep my scholarships next year! 
• So I studied. A LOT. 
• I joined a sorority. (Tri Delta for the win!) 

At formal at Red Rocks, which was awesome. 

• I volunteered. A lot. 
• I built and strengthened incredible, lifelong relationships.
• I did lots of Colorado things. 

Like watching the sunrise at Red Rocks with my best friends from Arkansas :)

Like doing the incline. 

Like climbing Gray's Peak (a 14er) in the snow. 

SO obsessed with Colorado. 

• I got a job as an RA for next year.
• I fell in love with GlobeMed (an incredible organization you should check out or ask me about :) 

At the National GlobeMed Summit with the incredible Leymah Gbowee. 

• I made some good decisions. 
• I made some questionable decisions.
• I learned from each one of my decisions. 
• and I somehow lived through THREE near death experiences.

So I'll start with that last one. (I'm not going to give details here haha, but if you would like to hear these stories, definitely contact me!) We can just say that my body hates everything I lovingly put into it, and that God has something HUGE in store for me, because He could have so easily taken me back home on three separate occasions these past 6 month. 

Basically, I feel like I am such a different person since I moved to Denver in September. Everyone says you "find yourself" in college. And I was always like "yeah whatever." But no. It's so true. And I realized that I know absolutely nothing about myself, about God, about Organic Chemistry, about science, or about how I am supposed to live this life. I have also realized that I am not perfect, I am not called or expected to be perfect, and that when I give the best I have to give, that's enough. This has been the hardest year of my life. Hands down. And even though my life is a mess. It's HIS mess. I don't understand why He keeps taking me back, why He continues to love me more than I can even comprehend, but He does. It's the coolest thing I have ever experienced. 

SO NOW WHAT? 

Well.... I'M LEAVING FOR NICARAGUA TOMORROW. 

Yeah. Tomorrow.

Like my plane leaves in 16 hours. 

Have I started packing? 

Haha no.

So I'm just sitting here at Starbucks drinking insane amounts of expresso and writing this instead? 

Haha yep.

Yeah that's my life. 

BUT. I just felt like I needed to write an update. And hopefully I'll get a chance to blog while I'm in Nica, but if not, I'll write them there and post them when I get back!

Did I mention that I'm so excited I like shake and cry and giggle at random points throughout the day? 

Yeah that's probably not normal... but I'm that excited.

Just to remind you, I'll be staying with my extended family down there and working at a ministry called Project Hope. I will be shadowing a physician, working in a clinic, working in a home for girls out of sex trafficking, and working in an orphanage for 0-5 year olds with special needs.

I'm pretty much just going to be in heaven for 6 weeks. No big deal.

Okay it's SUCH a big deal ;) 

I know God is going to use this trip in huge ways in my life. He could not have brought it at a more perfect time. He's kinda funny like that :) 

"Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us" - Ephesians 3:20 

God is about to do AMAZING things in my life, and I'm so thankful to be able to share it with y'all. Thank you for supporting me, for loving me, and for reading about my crazy, awkward, unbelievable life. 

With #love,

Tay