After recently receiving this challenge, I have decided to write a series of blogs dedicated to the women who have greatly impacted my life. So here we go.
Here’s to the women who have taught me how to live.
There has not been a time in my memory when I did not know Brandy Wilson. She has been a fixture of my life for as long as I can remember. A vast majority the time I have known her, however, she has been out of the country. See, Brandy is a missionary. She has answered the call God has placed on her life and is pouring herself out for hurting girls around the globe. She gives everything she has to bring hope and compassion to girls who have none.
But before I understood any of that about Brandy, I knew her as a friend. I knew her as a woman with a kind heart, a big smile, a ready laugh, and a coffee cup seemingly super-glued to her hand. But most importantly, I knew her to be a woman who speaks with godly wisdom, wisdom birthed from spending countless hours in prayer and in Scripture. She always seems to know exactly what I need to hear, and she never held back from telling me things I didn’t want to hear. She pulled me from the brink of disaster, and she gave me a torch for the dark times she knew were coming.
I treasure time spent with her. Stolen moments at coffee shops and unexpected trips to women’s retreats and any other time I can manage to capture. I treasure it.
Brandy, I salute you. Thank you for seeing something of value in this confused, messed up girl and taking the time to invest in me.
If you would like to find out more about Brandy and her ministry Compassionate Justice, click here.
Before Frozen came out I hadn’t heard all that much about it. I gathered impressions from random pictures and occasional bits of social media posts – not the best way to understand a movie, granted, but still. It’s what I had.
Here’s the story I thought Frozen was going to tell.
The story follows two sisters:
Elsa, born on the winter solstice and possessing winter magic, and Anna, born on the summer solstice and possessing summer magic. The sisters were separated at a young age and raised in different places so each would be in a climate more in line with their particular type of magic, where they could learn to master their magic. They have not met since the separation. Now that the sisters are adults, their parent’s kingdom is in danger from another kingdom. The parents, in a last-ditch, desperate measure, summon the sisters home, hoping they will be able to save both them and the kingdom from destruction. The parents die before the sisters can complete their journey home, leaving the kingdom in an even more perilous position. The sisters, wrought with grief and distrustful of the sister they no longer know, must band together and learn to use both the power of winter and the power of summer in tandem in order to save their kingdom.
Imagine my surprise when I actually saw the film! For having gotten so many things correct about the story, I still managed to come up with a completely different story. I’m somewhat disappointed that my story isn’t the one on the screen, especially since only one of the sisters has magic, but I still really enjoyed the official Frozen story.
(All pictures property of Disney; I don't own any of them)