2012 was crazy. This year stretched and grew my understanding of the world and myself. The Lord used this year to teach me lessons I cannot place a value on. I made connections and had new experiences that have been unparalleled in prior years of my life. I have received many surprises and faced many challenges and been rewarded in ways I do not deserve. 2012 was my favorite year of life thus far.


I started the first day of 2012 in Seattle. My very first day in the city and the beginning of a new
adventure. My time in Seattle was not long but it was an invaluable experience. In the course of my three-and-a-half months there, I learned more about myself than I had ever before. I faced loneliness, but through that was able to make new friends. It was during this time, that for the first time in my life, I was forced to fully rely on the Lord to provide for me financially, which grew my trust in His provision. While in Seattle, I worked with a company that I often miss very much and grew close to girls from an awesome church, of whom I also miss very much. It remains in my mind a beautiful memory, but when April rolled around, I was ready to go home.

Part of the reason I was ready to go home was the excitement I was experiencing from the eagerness of new love. In February, I met PJ Szabo via a mutual friend. The introduction occurred accidentally, through music, and on the internet. While in Seattle, we quickly moved from Facebook messages to text messages to three-hour phone calls. The phone calls grew consistent and contact became nearly constant. On April 10, the very day I moved home from Seattle, was the first day I met PJ in real life (and the first day he met my parents! Eek!) He is the reason this year has been my favorite. PJ is fun in ways that encourage me to be spontaneous and silly. He is compassionate and kind. He is selfless and humble. He is the best listener I know and immensely patient. PJ encourages me to be a better person and to love more like Christ simply by the example of his life.

Pj and I

On Dec. 21, after a night of fun and Christmas festivities with my dad’s extended family, PJ was driving me home. Pulling into the driveway, the clock was just about to read 12:00 a.m., we would officially survive the supposed Mayan Apocalypse. We both exited the car, arms full of gifts and goodies and the greatest white elephant gift. PJ was walking behind me and as I reached the door of my house, I heard him set his things down. “There’s one more thing…” he said to me. As I turned around to see what he needed, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a ring. The most beautiful ring. And down on one knee he asked if I would be his wife. I didn’t believe him at first. I swore this could only be a dream. He assured me it was not and I responded an enthusiastic “YES!” Of course I woke everyone in my house up to tell them the news, though he had already told them prior to the event anyway. In the course of this year, I met the man of my dreams, we grew to be best friends, and then, on midnight of Dec. 22, we became engaged.


This year could not have ended any sweeter, I thought. But the good news just kept coming. This past Saturday, I was offered a job as a producer for Morning Edition on KJZZ, NPR’s Phoenix member station. I still feel so grateful and amazed I was offered this opportunity and cannot wait to join the KJZZ team.

Some other amazing things have happened this year for which I often thank the Lord. My grandmother’s cancer is gone! We prayed and prayed. The doctors worked and she endured many months of chemo, and now, there is no cancer. God is good!

The autumn months brought about a new internship as I started a working relationship with Atlas Quarterly that is set to solidify in this new year. In mid-December, the tobacco pipes I began making for a hobby are now being sold in a specialty store in downtown Phoenix called Hard Goods. How these events even occurred still blows me away. I feel so honored to be involved with these great companies.

Like I said, 2012 has been my favorite year thus far. However, I’m certain 2013 will be my forever favorite as i begin new career endeavors and more importantly as I will pledge my life to the most amazing man I know and my very best friend.

Welcome, 2013. I’m glad you’re here.

Kendra Leigh









PJ and I have been dating for just over six months now, and we spend a lot of time together, but it’s mostly pretty jumbled. We meet after he gets off work at 10pm and spend time catching up on the latest episodes of the Office and Parks and Rec, and we go to church together on the weekends. But one ritual is quickly becoming one of my favorites: lunch.
I have a 30-minute break at work for lunch and since PJ lives five minutes away, I try to make it there as often as possible. Generally, he cooks for me and we sit and listen to This American Life or allow NPR or a favorite album to play in the background as we each take time sharing about our mornings. This lunchtime is a place for me to pause and rest in the comfort of his presence. It is a sanctuary in which I strive to retreat to daily. Here, over a quiet meal shared just between us two, I feel at peace.
I work full-time. I take classes full-time. My schedule is very busy between the two, and church, and the three blogs I run, and chores, and the friendships I strive to maintain. But in the mix, things seem to work, because of rituals like this. Our lunchtime together is a sort of calm within the whirlwind of my schedule and it saves me.

Kendra Leigh

I’ve done a lot of blogging lately, but not here. I’ve started at fashion blog for the Downtown Devil called A Tailored Place, and I’ve started a beekeeping blog for my Online Media class called A Bee Conversation. But I’ve done very little blogging for personal purposes, and I miss it.

The last time I wrote was in March, just before I moved home from Seattle. I’ve done a lot since then. I’ve learned how to carve pipes (although I’ve been slacking on finishing orders); I’ve spent some time in Mexico working at an orphanage; I visited Colorado, where I did some drawing, went exploring, hiked a 14,000 foot mountain, and homemade a batch of beer and a batch of wine; I got a new car, a new job, a new hobby, and a new tattoo; Most importantly, I fell in love with PJ Szabo.

hand carved pipemerethe hopland drawingcolorado hanging lake14er in Coloradohomemade wine and beerNew Chevy Aveokendra worsnup beekeepingPJ Szabo

What’s the best thing you’ve done lately? Let me know in the comments below.

(All of these pictures are from my instagram: @kendraworsnup)

Kendra Leigh


Good morning! I’m about to go to a 5K (not run it, let’s be honest, but volunteer there with the church.) I actually woke up on time today, which if you know me at all, know is a feat nearly deserving of applause. I have perfected the art of getting ready in under 15 minutes, hair and make-up included, because I’m so used to pushing “snooze” beyond reason. But today, I woke up about an hour early, at 6 am, and I didn’t even get to bed until 12:30.

But I had to get up. I told God that if He wanted to spend time with me (which he does) then I would need Him to wake me up because goodness gracious, I was not good at getting myself up. And to be honest with you, when I suddenly woke up an hour early, I wanted to turn over and sleep again with every ounce in me, but I knew this is what I had been begging for so I figured I better turn on the light.

This morning, I began something I would like to continue. No, I am not referencing reading scripture (although I want to continue this, too.) I’m talking about resting in Christ. I read my bible everyday, a routine which I realized about 48 hours ago, I had actually allowed to replace Christ in my life. Because well, “I have my bible and my journal and that’s good enough, right?” I stopped listening, I traded pursuing intimacy with Jesus for simply reading about him. (And to be honest, I was mostly skimming, anyway.) But today, God changed something my heart and I began to listen, not just read. It felt like climbing into my father’s lap to hear Him tell me how much He loves me.

And here I am, with five and a half hours of sleep and I’ve never felt so awake!

Jesus has been pursuing me long enough. I want to run into His arms (which I’m sure will look more like a stumble into them, but as long as that’s where I end up.)

“When I have no more strength left to follow, fall on my knees. Pilot me. May your sunrise lead me home.”

Kendra Leigh

Last October, I posted about a girl named Katie Wagner, who went to the same church as me. She was diagnosed with Stage IV bone and lung cancer and began a long battle with several intense rounds of chemo therapy and radiation. 

Recently, I’ve become more closely acquainted with cancer when in January, my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer as well. 

Cancer is an enemy of mine and someone I hope never introduces itself to anyone I know ever again.

But today I bring songs of praise and thankfulness because God has brought a miracle. This week, Katie’s scan came back CANCER FREE. This is so rare with her type of cancer that they are running extra tests this Thursday, but she is confident that God has cleared her body of cancer. She still has nine months of chemo and radiation, according to her Facebook post Tuesday night. 

Please continue to keep Katie (and my grandma) in your prayers as they continue to endure this rough battle.

BUT MAN! Is God good or what?!

Thank you, Lord. You are so faithful.


Kendra Leigh


I am sitting in the airport right now waiting to see if my good friend, Molly made her standby flight back home to Phoenix. She came to visit this weekend, and her leaving makes me long to be home even more. Although I am not lonely anymore as I mentioned in my last post, the newness of being in Washington is wearing off, and with the whole ordeal beginning to feel routine, I’d rather have my routine back home with my longtime friends and family. Oh, how I wish I was getting on the plane with her. Nevertheless (why in the world is “nevertheless” one word?!) I am enjoying my time here; new friends rest assured I am eternally grateful for you. Maybe you could come back to Phoenix with me?

Anyway, Molly and I had a fabulous weekend. When she arrived on Friday, we had lunch by Elliot Bay, I showed her my office, we went up in the tallest building in Seattle, although they wouldn’t actually let us look out the 73rd story window unless we paid $9. Fooey. So we settled for the 40th floor Starbucks window. Afterward, we went and looked at some properties in Seattle, you know, just for kicks and ended the night by having pizza and shopping time with my cousin Carli who is also in town.

Yesterday, we explored Mercer Island mostly daydreaming about what it would be like to live in the beautiful apartment homes. When we were ready to wake-up from our dreaming, we ventured over to Ballard where we may or may not have decided to eat cupcakes for lunch, and explore the vintage shops for dessert. After we were nice and full, we went over to Fremont Bridge, a recommendation from my boss. The Bridge was beautiful and we spent sometime chatting with the troll underneath. (REALLY! There’s a troll!) We ended the night at Blue Moon Burgers, where I ate deep-fried Macaroni and Cheese.

Needless to say, we both had stomach aches at the end of the day.

We ended the night watching “10 Things I Hate About You” and got to see the characters go to some of the same cool places we had visited. (Although, unfortunate for us, our day didn’t end with a kiss from Heath Ledger.)

I just got the call from Molly that she made it on the flight, the very last seat, so I suppose I can go home now.
(Where did I park?)

Molly, have a safe flight home and thank you for visiting me. You are the greatest :)

Kendra Leigh

P.S. I stole the photo of Carli and I from her Instagram (@carlikrueger,) which was taken by Molly.

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