Hey my favorite & faithful SaintK.com readers! If you’re like me (someone with a soft-spot for young people who strive for higher education), then I’d like to introduce you to my cousin, Moriah Boyles. Moriah is a multi-talented young lady with an old, wise soul. I met her years ago when she moved to California from Kansas with her mom and little brother (you’ll find out why in her essay). She endeared herself to Lindsey and I with her dry, witty sense of humor and her unusual, refreshing maturity. Moriah spends much of her free time each week practicing dance and one of her favorite books is Chuck Swindoll’s Improving Your Serve.
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I’ve included the text of her essay below, so you can read it here, too. Please share this with your friends and together let’s help make her higher education possible!
The One Thing That Changed My Life | Moriah Boyles
Who I am and what I believe stem from the events that God has placed in my life. He put each event in a place that would challenge me to grow, not set me up for failure. The one event that truly changed my life was when He took away my best friend and role model, my dad.
I was raised in a Christian home and knew that God came first and that I was put on earth to bring glory to Him. I wasn’t, however, bringing enough glory to His name. I was caught up in having fun and trying to get good grades. God had better plans for my life than the plans I had made for myself. He blessed me by giving me a time of struggle that made me stronger. He made me vulnerable so that I would depend on Him.
My dad died when I was nine. That event set in motion a series of events that would reshape who I am. A year later my family moved to a different state. Two years later my mom met a man online, who she married a year later. We moved, to a different state once again. I felt so weak and torn up inside. It seemed like I couldn’t go through my mourning process because it would be interrupted by a new ‘tragedy’. From my young eyes all I could see was that God broke my family, took my friends, and invited a threat into my household.
My young eyes were fixed too much on present circumstances and not enough on the future blessing. After my dad died, my grades got better. I poured all my energy into studying and doing my homework because I wanted to avoid facing my dad’s death. Through all of the extra time I put into my work I developed a love of learning and new habits to get my homework completed efficiently. After moving to a new state, I learned how to make friends. More importantly, I learned how to be a better friend by caring for others because I didn’t know what they might have been going through. After my mom met Pat, who she would later marry, I learned that I needed to humble myself in order to learn from him. I have learned so much from him in the five years I have known him, and that has been the greatest blessing.
I would like to say that my dad’s death was the ‘one thing’ that changed my life, but that would be an understatement. God had been preparing me for that moment before I existed. He set everything up, from creation, throughout history, and to that day, to give me the best outcome in glorifying Him. God has a habit of working through the weak and frail in order to show the world how strong and mighty He is. He used a baby in the manger to destroy sin and death. I’m not sure how He will use me, but I continue to learn and grow from that event and what all it caused.