OK, but seriously- it was hard enough on me as a 15, without the hassle of internet and social networking. Today's teens get it at every angle.
When I started my sophomore year of high school at Northwood Academy- I thought it was going to be great. I thought it was going to be a fun year and I was going to have lots of friends. Never in my life had I hurt so bad as when I came home from school that FIRST day and wanted to die! That was after ONE day!
My saint of a mother got the application for School of the Arts the next day and I spent the next 4 months in agony until I got accepted to SOA and I knew I could move and leave the torcher.
This post is not a rant about who hurt my feelings, and it's been over 10 years! I am friends with someone of those people (OK-facebook friends) but they may very well read this and I don't really care!
This post is about how my heart aches for the "youth of the nation". My heart has been craving the Lord in so many ways! One is the women's ministry that I am trying to start. I have given it to God and feel that it will be a success if He wants it to be. The other thing I am missing is the chance to work with students. My best friend recently was a counselor for a week long camp. I was so jealous of her- in a the best kind of way. I was also thrilled for her to experience a close connection with God. In that jealousy (still not the right word), I found myself having more of a desire to work with students more. I just want each student I encounter to know what a precious creation to God they are. To know that someone, whether they think so or not, loves them- with a pure heart and that they have this rock in the Lord that they can lean on at any time.
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My prayer for myself is that God will find a way to use me the best way He sees fit to work more with these wonderful students so they can know just how awesome they are!
