Wednesday, September 9, 2015

BLOG-TEMBER DAY 9 | Dear Sweet Sixteen

Talk about #waybackWednesday. I went scouring through my old MySpace (which meant I had to log into my AOL account to change my password) for today's photos.  It turns out I was taking selfies before they were called selfies. Oh man... well, no time like the present to share some embarrassing pictures, right?

Wednesday, September 9: Write a letter to sixteen-year-old you. Any advice or funny stories?

Dear Bailey Jean at Sweet Sixteen,

Happy golden year, my dear. Just thinking about your last year makes me smile and sigh. It was a good one, I know, but a tough one, too. Sweet sixteen is going to be far different than you can imagine, but trust the journey. It will get you where you need to go.

The relationship that just ended with your sophomore year is still finding its footing in friendship, but hold him with open hands because things will shift all too soon. Don't worry though, things will turn around next summer. And the friendships you have right now? Those will shift, too, but again, girl, always for the best. Trust that. Trust Him.

You're single now and, spoiler alert, you'll be single this entire year, and my advice is don't give Mr. Almost #1, #2, and #3 as much of your heart as you're tempted to do. Guard it with care, but that doesn't mean throw up walls. There's a difference. This year will take you by surprise in many ways in this area, and I have to say the comparison game isn't worth it. 

When you begin looking at colleges, again hold this decision with open hands. The Lord has the most wonderful curveball to send you when you think you're sliding into home plate. Junior year is tough, packed with classes and extracurriculars, Shakespeare and other shows, and you'll get your first C. I promise, it's not the end of the world, and you'll still get into college. A great one at that.

My advice, sweet girl? I've already said it twice: hold life with open hands. You have been so greatly blessed and the Lord has goodness in store for you in the coming years, too, but learning to hold the gifts (and what you think to be best) with open hands of worship and surrender leaves them open for God to replace your "best" with something better. Trust Him. Lean into Him. Get to know Him more. 

It will make all the difference.
Sending love, well wishes, winks, and a smile your way,
(And don't fret about the go-go boots and mini-dress, you'll laugh it off later), 
Bailey Jean at Twenty-Four

Your turn. What would you write to 16-year-old you?


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