Who I Am

Hello. This is me. I’m Lydia Joy, aka Aidyl. My name means ‘seller of purple fabric’. My dad’s a salesperson, hence where my name came from. I always loved that I was named after my dad’s profession.
I’m twenty-one, about 5’5 and have blondish hair, blue eyes, freckles and a very young looking face. I’m the shortest kid in my family and I have the shortest (full) name of any of my parents, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews. 
I’m unique and I have fun being me. Walking barefooted on gravel roads inspire me. Cutting grass is one of my all-time-favorite things to do. Swinging under the stars doesn’t get old. Spending hours cooking in the kitchen is rewarding. I love handwriting snail-mail letters, card games with my friends, responding to random impulses, crafting stories, being thankful, reading late at night, and life in general. 
I’m not your average girl. I don’t think I’ve ever had a latte before. I don’t eat chocolate. Peer pressure was never an issue because I grew up being decidedly against the norm. I would rather clean my room than play volly-ball. I’d rather get up early and then take a nap than sleep in. I grew up loving the thought of public speaking and hating the thought of driving. Shoe shopping would make me cry (and not for joy, either). 
I’m a joyful, random, opinionated, friendly, out-going, introverted, encouraging, passionate, dedicated, thankful person. I sadly fail to notice details and I’m too often lost in my own world of writing. Not a day goes by without me writing at least something. I’m goal-driven, love children, enthusiastic about being an author, and often times totally overwhelmed. 

I struggle with knowing how to find my voice with writing fiction. I’m wholly unsatisfied with my lame attempts at making characters who are totally unlike me. I wonder sometimes if I’m just barely holding on to life as an author. English/grammar never made much sense to me and I want to cringe when I think of all the errors I continually make.

I want to learn to love like Jesus commands us to love. I want to learn to place others above myself. I want to be unselfish, forgiving, kind and generous. I want to think before I speak, to pay attention when others are talking. I want to make others feel special. I want to take time to notice the details more often. I want to live in the moment.

I want to make a difference in the world. I don’t want to be a forgotten life. A nameless, faceless, changeless blank spot in history. I want to make a difference. To know that I lived my life the way God wanted me to, that I became who He created me to be.

Sometimes, though, I’m so tired and I just feel like giving up on actually being something. That’s when I remember that God knows the beginning from the end. He will give me grace to do what He’s called me to do and as long as I’m in His will, then I’m ok. And sometimes it’s ok to rest. And sometimes it’s ok to push. And when it all boils down, I am nothing without Him.

God made me to be me, and God made you to be you. And both of us are His masterpieces. 

2 thoughts on “Who I Am

  1. Aidyl Ewoh says:

    Aww! Thanks, Bethany!
    My blogging style comes from the idea of 'post unto others what you like for them to post', so when I see an idea that I like, I try and use it on my blog, too. I've always enjoyed it when bloggers post about themselves, so even though it feels kinda weird at times, I try and give y'all a glimpse of me every once in a while. 🙂

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