stories about school


i spent a perfect weekend with my old youth group.
i laughed. i ate. i walked into rooms and people not only acknowledged my existence but were happy about it. and if i was ever quiet for more than five minutes, people worried.
none of these things happen very often at school.
and even though i got a total of 12 hours of sleep in the past 60, this has been the best rest i’ve had since november.
by rest, i don’t just mean taking a nap, or not doing homework for a little while, or even getting off campus and doing something fun. i mean being with God, in a place that i love, with people who make me feel loved and wanted and totally accepted, where i’m so distracted from the hard things in life that i don’t even remember that i’m being distracted from anything. sometimes i can get that rest by myself, but usually God uses people to get me into it.
i’m thankful that he used my old family this time.


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