Chey Bergen

Because nothing fills your heart more than this. #someonesdaughter #raisingherright #preciousmoments #mygirl #auntielove

June 2019 -On my way to Wichita Falls. Actually, already in the DFW airport here. I had a long stay before my ride could get there due to complications and mixed communications. Looking back, I was running from things but I really didn’t know it. People could say it was a mistake to go but I don’t agree. I learned so much about myself that summer and definitely that I love the heat. But have to learn to handle it. I learned a lot about spiritual warfare as I was involved an...d the brunt of a lot of it. Dreams, attacks, and powerful prayer. I learned what to do to keep myself safe in business deals. And how to make sure the others involved are protected as well. Emotionally and legally. I got a glimpse into the homeless world and helped in shelters. What I’d do to go back there most days. On this trip I went with a plan... I wasn’t planning to come back to Canada and if I did, it would be short term. I wanted to do whatever it took to get dual citizenship and eventually join the marines. It’s honestly been something on my heart for years. Whether I’ll do it someday or not, I don’t know. God had things he wanted me to learn first. To learn to face and deal with past hurts instead of running. A trip to Romania and Israel was in the works and I was so excited. I was happy to finally have abit of my own space, a job and most important on my list, was a huge way to help people in need. Working at camps, helping kids, getting involved in youth ministry and even leading a youth bible study. I was fire in my faith right then but didn’t know how previous choices and things that happened to me were about to affect my future in so many ways. When those affects took place, it felt cruel and awful and I felt like I was drowning. But God had a plan. I can see it now, but he had to prepare me to be prepared. And part of that was taking me away from everything I knew, to learn something new... only to kick me back to Canada before I thought I would go. Faster than I could have said BOO. But he had a plan in it all and now, I couldn’t be more grateful for the work he did in me there and the people he surrounded me with. #texas #life #seasons #spirituality #godismoving #groundwork See more

A time of confusion for me... back in the spring of 2019. I felt far from the Lord but even through that time I never stopped trying to seek. The problem was I was doing it of my own strength. I was asked to house sit for a friend and it was really what I needed. To get away from the noise and just be alone. And feel that aloneness. I didn’t know that in a few short weeks I would be making a trip I cross North America to try something new. Live in a place I have never lived. ...At that point I thought moving to Texas would be the answer. Little did I know that the spiritual realm and my body would do everything it could to fight against me. But the learning was just beginning. I hadn’t done the right thing the first time when it was shown to me. There are consequences for living for yourself and living in sin and I was about to find out. Yes my heart still desires Him. But it has to be more than a hearts desire. There has to be action. At that point any strength to do the right thing was all my own. That strength was diminished and almost gone. I didn’t know what I was missing. But I kept seeking. The next few months would be pivotal for me to learn my spiritual strengths and weaknesses. But without knowing how to fill that cup back up with His strength by completely strutting Him, I was coming to a place where I would come to a full stop and have to pick whether to continue down the path I chose or take the other choice to surrender and step into the unknown... but I didn’t know that yet here. The nights were filled with dreams and nightmares... days were full of anxiety, no food and a stomach in knots. Looking back now, that was my preparation ground for real preparation. He was with me even though I couldn’t feel it. #dowhatyouarefamousfor #godismoving #godisgood #faithful See more

This was one of the sweetest days for me. Memories of friends close by, doing the things we loved. I didn’t have a care in the world for the most part, but I was anything but whole. The mistakes and choices I’ve made that have lead me to knowing the wholeness I feel now, hadn’t been made yet. The light was still in my eyes. People told me all the time that my eyes danced when I smiled. Little did I know that in the next four years, that dance would almost die completely. Dren...ched out by pain, bitterness, fear and sin that held me so tight I felt stuck. I could say that if I could go back, there are a lot of things I would try to convince this girl not to do. That it wasn’t worth it. To try and learn the lessons without taking the brunt of the hit. Yet I know this girl to well and she would have done it anyway. But now, standing where I am... yes, I have regrets. But the one choice I made a couple weeks ago, took all those terrible choices and redeemed them into something God could use to heal me, strengthen me and use me. Could I have learned without those mistakes? Yes I believe so because you always have a choice to make the right choice first. And I’m trying to learn to do that moving forward. But taking the wrong choices and surrendering them to God to still make me who He wants me to be, has been the best choice I’ve ever made. Healing, restoration and a completely new road are ahead. And I’m never wanting to face the denial of life by feeling alone because of terrible choices made. Listening the first time is always the best option and I pray for the strength to do that moving forward. For he is with me, in my heart and soul, and all around me. He’s lighting the fire again and I’m handing the stir stick to him to keep it lit from now on. #newnessisreal #healing #truth #whitedog #rightchoice #evenwhenyouretheonlyone #godismoving #poweroftheholyspirit #sparklysmile #dancingeyes See more

My uncle Tim, and brother Blake. There’s no question that they’re related. No wonder dad calls Blake Tim sometimes in a rushed moment.