
Many are the plans in a person's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails. Proverbs 19:21.


My entire world stopped. Everything I knew would never be the same. I cried. The doctor started talking to me. I really don't remember anything he said. My mom was in the lobby. What was I going to say to her? I heard him say the word "options". I immediately looked up and stopped him from speaking any further. I may have been 17. I may have been an un-wed mother. I may have been in the most difficult situation of my life at the time. But, without a shadow of doubt, this child was mine, and there were no options.
Children are a heritage from the Lord,
offspring a reward from him.
4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
Psalm 127:3-5offspring a reward from him.
4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
He politely said ok and asked if I wanted him to bring my mom in to his office. I felt like I was in the principals office for a reprimand. She came in and sat quietly. Her face was white. She had a tremble to her voice and hands. She was terrified that I was sick. That something was wrong with me. I don't remember much more after that other than the look on her face and the words "Kellie, why didn't you tell me". Broken. Both her heart and for mine. She knew what I would have to face. The big SCARLET LETTER so to speak. She knew that I would endure ridicule, whispers, and disdain for what I had "done".
My daddy was/is a truck driver. We didn't have cell phones. We would just wait for him to call us collect from wherever he was each night. Mama wouldn't tell him on the phone. It would have been too much for him alone in that big truck. I can remember him walking in the door with his over night bag, dirty laundry, and shaving kit in hand. He looked at her and then me. Most of the conversation is a blur to me but I remember him saying that he had "prayed all day that nothing was wrong with me". So God had answered his prayer.
I called Chad and told him he needed to come over. We were sitting on the porch when I told him. I had prepared for him to get in his car and drive away, not because I didn't have any faith in him but because that's just what happened to girls that got pregnant as teenagers. He didn't leave. He hugged me. He told me we would get through this. He told me he loved me. He went home.
My parents had Chad's parents over to "supper" the following night to talk to them. I'm pretty sure no one ate a thing that night. They were all hurt and disappointed. All the things they had hoped for us would not come in the order that they had planned.
I had lots of doctor's appointments over the following weeks. I had not gained weight. An ultrasound was scheduled. Thankfully, the Lord had blessed us with a healthy baby. Our parents discussed marriage. Not marrying. How things would be handled. At some point during all of this Chad and I decided we needed to do whatever it took to make things right for us and our unborn child and our parents all allowed us to make that decision. I am so thankful for GOD-seeking, LOVING, FORGIVING parents. A week or so later Chad proposed to me. In the eyes of the people around us we would never make it. I was told that on multiple occasions. That we were ruining our lives. I think in some weird way those people that said those things wanted us to fail, church people, "good" people, people we thought were friends. It became harder and hard to discern between who wanted to be there for us and who was just being nosy. This resulted in me pushing people away as a defense mechanism. Parent's of my "friends" no longer allowed their daughter's to talk to the likes of me. During that time our parents also felt the heat from those "friends" that were supposed to lift up and encourage as well. Some treated them differently, still do today.
They will fight against you but will not overcome you,
for I am with you and will rescue you,
declares the LORD.
Jeremiah 1:19
Come now, let us settle the matter, says the Lord.
Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
Isaiah 1:18
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. Psalm 139:13-16
I dropped out of High School and got my GED. I started college when Peyton was about 7 months old. Chad finished High School and went to work. We were fortunate to live with both sets of parents until we could get on our feet. We soon got our own place. We worked hard, barely saw each other. I graduated with honors in the top 13 of my class. When I finished college I began working at a local hospital and Chad started college. He finished as the top student in his class. We would NOT be a statistic. We would not depend on the government or our parents to financially support us. Our parents raised us to work for what you want.


On Landon's birthday, ten years later, at a revival I was saved by God's grace. That same night Peyton and Landon were both saved as well. I share my spiritual birthday with the two greatest gifts I have ever been given. For years I had spent the majority of my time trying to PROVE myself to others. That I wasn't just the "pregnant teen". That there was more I had to offer. What I didn't realize is that I didn't have to try prove anything to anyone on this earth. At that moment HE was the LIVING PROOF of what redemption looked like.
In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His grace Ephesians 1:7