Always Faithful

Hi friends! I’m so excited to launch my new series- the best years of our lives. Today’s guest post is by one of my dearest friends Jessica. We met 15 years ago at a preview weekend for a college I was looking at and we instantly bonded. We have been dear friends ever since!

Welcome to your 30s. To a point, it’s exciting. To another, it’s terrifying. It’s hard to really pinpoint the best year of my life. When I was given the opportunity to write about this, I had to think for a bit. I’m not as young as I once was, and I’m not old enough for senior citizens discounts. Somewhere in the middle, I suppose. 

If I really want to narrow it down, I would have to say 33 was the best year of my life. Okay, so it was just a day ago that I was still 33, but stay with me. 

33 had a lot of ups and downs. A lot of laughter and more tears than I can keep track of. My faith was tested more times than I can count. But God. He was always, always, always faithful. Even when I wasn’t. When I was so tempted to turn my back and run. Even when I had so much doubt, He always, always, always provided. I was in a spot of feeling unworthy, dirty, and unwanted. Yet, somehow, God still wanted all of me. 

I’m also a recovering people pleaser. It wasn’t until the end of the year that I realized that not everyone will like me, and that it’s okay. My whole life revolved around wanting to make others happy. You can’t spend your whole life trying to make unhappy people happy. 

33 showed me that even when everyone turns their back on me, I have a Creator who abides in me, children who need their mama, a husband who needs his wife, and that is all I really need to sustain me.