Molly's Zone

Surprise! I actually got around to making a blog today! I wanted to write a thankfulness blog since we are really close to Thanksgiving and I'm in the holiday spirit; here lately, it has been cold and the writing process has been very unsuccessful. I wanted this post to be well done and thought out. Perfection. Yet, nothing sparked any inspiration. Today, I had a thought: maybe I'm going about this thankfulness post the wrong way. What I wrote is in no way planned; it's just straight from the heart. Prayer works. Thank you Lord.  I am so thankful for His love. My salvation. As I'm going along through life, I am learning just how great He is. I am aware that I also don't understand a whole lot. I don't understand why our lives go the way they go, or why sometimes we make wrong turns. I don't understand why God loves me so. I'm just a sinner. Saved by grace. Grace. One of the things I'm most thankful for. I am thankful that because of grace I c...

Autoimmune diseases are no picnic. I have watched someone I dearly love go through so much because of the nightmarish discoid lupus. Skin lupus. A disease that has reared its ugly head more than once and changed my mother’s world completely. When I first started college, my mother’s skin began to turn beet red; itchiness began to be an issue, and mysterious lung ailments that dangerously lowered her oxygen level began to make themselves known. The doctors could provide no answers other than psoriasis. The lungs always looked perfect on x rays. However, it was much later that we realized something more serious was upon us. The summer of 2014 was particularly terrifying for my mother; her health had been declining and on her body these round and yellowish white dotted lesions began to appear; itching became unbearable;  the beet red skin had morphed into blotchy, purple skin with the texture of leather. The only highlight of that year was my college graduation. See...

I have written many blog posts with high hopes of inspiring others; I have shared my most personal life tales; times that have upset me and experiences that have made me laugh. My greatest life moment is not a moment of self glory, but of the night I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Savior during Vacation Bible School after a Thursday night lesson at my sister's church as a twelve year old. A moment that changed the course of my life; since that night, I have embarked on a journey full of twists and turns that I never could have imagined. Jesus has proven to be my very dearest friend; experiences have continued to mold me and strengthen my faith and sole trust in Him. I am thankful for my salvation and for His promise of eternal life in Heaven that awaits me. My heart feels so heavy as I watch the state of the world deteriorate every day. Every soul who reads my blog is precious to me; I thank the Lord for giving me this platform and a chance to share my life with you all and ...

What a busy day! My life is certainly filled to the brim these days! This week was a rare twist for the blog; this is the first time I have ever featured two posts in one week. I hope everybody enjoyed them. How can I describe life? Blessed and super busy. I am so tired, and should probably be asleep right now, but I just want to say how much I am thankful for. One question I would love to ask my old self is: how on Earth did you ever get so bored?! I'm never bored, and with Ollie here during the day, I am never lonely. I love my house and there is always so much to do! Late nights are always a good thinking and writing time for me. I really am so blessed. I am so glad I got over needing excitement in my day, because the most exciting thing now to me is when I am getting ready for bed. I have become boring and I love it! I am so happy that my mom is doing so well. Lupus is really scary. I am so thankful to the Lord for helping her to go into a remission of sorts; of course ...

Everything that God allows to come our way always has a purpose. He uses our worst mistakes and deepest pain to mold us into the person He created us to be. What a statement of truth. After being at a standstill as far as writing goes for the past couple of weeks, I came across this statement and felt led to examine my own life. The past week or so, I hadn't been feeling well and I of course took a week or so off from writing because I just didn't have it in me to do anything and no inspiration. The saying "idle hands are the devil's play thing" couldn't be further from the truth. The busier I am the better; when I stop is when I start thinking of every hurt, every pain, every mistake, every bad choice; all of the negative things that have transpired throughout my life so far. As I was in my thoughts, I just so happened to find this statement and at church this past Wednesday night I was reminded that evening that even though my salvation means I am a finishe...