I was going to be named Whitney. Thank the Lord my mom saw a McDonald's commercial starring a little girl named "Kelsey" riding a bike by herself in exchange for her dad taking her to McDonald's, and decided that was the name for her new little girl.
There was a time in my childhood that I would only answer to Sara. If you know me, you know this is true. Feisty Kelsey has been and always will be a real thing. My parents had a plaque in my bedroom that talked about the meaning of my name being "brave". When you're eight and the girliest girl known to man, you don't want to be brave. You want to be a princess--that's what Sara means.
I was born missing half of my left arm which left me with two choices from the start of my life: feel sorry for myself or screw what other people said and live the best life possible. I thank God I chose the latter.
Bravery & Strength go real well together.
It's hard to live a brave life if you don't have a strong foundation of who you are or if you're not taking adequate care of your body. This means eating properly, exercising regularly, and resting.
It's pointless to be physically strong if you're not willing to be introspective and brave enough to make changes to improve your life from a character development standpoint.
So, with this in mind I started this blog for one reason:
For you. I really believe in you! I believe in everyone. God wants to develop both of these qualities in each of us because He loves us and wants what's best for us and He wants to use us at our full capacity to make a difference in the world.
My prayer with this grouping of stories and sarcastic analogies isn't that it would provide some light amusement for you, but that you would see that you are capable of immense bravery and strength, and to not pursue that is doing the world a disservice.