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“You’re going to meet people tonight, and they are going to be important. They’ll tell you about their third business plan that they are launching or what superstar they photographed over the weekend or the emails they get daily about how they changed their customer’s life, and you’re going to have to try and not fan girl-- say something more intelligent than just, ‘Wow, that’s so incredible, look at how you are doing big things for the world!’ These are not the types of people who know how to talk about the weather; they are moving forward, always. Wear black and keep it together. You’re nineteen, and that’s okay,”

I pulled my purse tighter over my shoulder, tugged at my shirt, and pushed open the coffee shop door. Then there was just noise, and I felt small.


“Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.” - 1 Timothy 4:12


In high school, this is the verse your sunday school teacher beat over your head with their leather bound Bible that was starting to fall a part and look more grey than black. Apparently, there used to be this mindset that, if you were young, you were incapable. So, we were encouraged to be examples, and of course we jumped on that band wagon-- we would get to put all of the adults who didn’t believe in us in their place by being awesome!


Today we are believed in. Because we are creatives and entrepreneurs and almost done with med-school and teaching ourselves how to do calligraphy. We are women alive in 2015, and we are fierce because our age does not limit us like it once did-- it opens doors.


But can I talk to the nineteen year old heart for a moment? Can my words reach the 22 year old deciding to continue on with school for her masters instead of starting to hustle out their in the cut-throat world for a big-kid job? Can the 25 year old mom who got married right out of college and joyfully settled for just being a “Mrs.” listen to what I’m about to say?


It’s okay to just be a nineteen year old. You are allowed to go back to hustlin’ through a few more years of school. Being a faithful “Mrs.” is the most honorable job you will ever have.
It’s okay.


You can be that girl, the girl who touches the lives of people she’s never met and shakes the world with her own two feet and big ideas. Because you have a beautiful mind and golden hands.
But darling, you also don’t need your own clothing line to be worth something; you don’t need an office space or a seven o’clock meeting you have to wake up at five for because of the traffic you’ll get to complain about; you don’t need to make a post on Instagram from the airport you are waiting at this week for your next big speaking engagement.


So, I’m nineteen. I’m nineteen, and I don’t have my own business. I haven’t started a movement. You would laugh if you saw my attempts at design. I have my words, and I hope that they might might carry weight, but I think we live in a forward thinking world that tells us we can be anything and forgets to say that it’s okay if we are just nineteen.


We read the word “example” and we think of a big red curtain and a platform of five thousand followers on Twitter. But don’t you know that “examples” are also the little side notes in text books typed out in 12 point font?


Breathe, girl. Take a big deep breath, and look at where you are, and be that example of love and faith and purity right there. In the halls of your university, be a good student. Helping around the house instead of living up at school, be a good daughter and sister. Doing work around your first apartment while your man is out hustling, be a good wife. Yours is the face of bravery and bigness. You are not small, even in the mundane. Because you were created with intentionality and purpose to be an example. I don’t know if anyone told you in all of the mess that is trying to figure out who you are that it is okay to be extraordinary at being extraordinary at small things.


“Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might...” - Ecclesiastes 9:10a
“So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” - 1 Corinthians 10:31
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” - Colossians 3:17


Instagram: jenbed // Twitter: @hey_itsjennab

Hello Delight Family! I’m Jenna Bednarsky. I’m nineteen and from the train-track town of Canton, Georgia. Currently convinced that my life is just one, massive ongoing awkward moment (of said awkwardness, I am happily oblivious to). My days are spent in the classroom (Go Reinhardt Eagles!), walking my adorable little Aussie, lounging around with the family binge watching TV shows that were popular back in 2006, changing my hair color, or roaming wide-eyed through the streets in my concrete playground of Atlanta. I function by doing some heavy processing of everything that happens in my life, and I am apparently what the kids are now calling an “extroverted introvert”: I love asking questions, avoiding the topic of “me,” and smiling a lot. You can forget everything you’ve just read about me, but please remember these important things: 1) Jesus has been nothing but good to me, and I’m currently in a season of learning how to wait for and accept the immeasurably more He always has sitting for me over the hills I’ve faced in my life, 2) I am a type 1 diabetic; the disease has played a major role in my faith and my sleeping habits, but I can still love and regularly eat chocolate (contrary to popular belief), and 3) I’ve wanted to do one thing with my life for a very long time and that’s write; “Give me, for my life, all lives; give me the pain of everyone-- I’m going to turn in into hope” (Pablo Neruda)-- by the grace of God and for the glory of God, I will do so with my words. 

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