As I was driving into the church parking lot I had to take a deep breath. After leaving another frustrating day at school and then going to work right afterwards, I needed to calm myself down. I looked in the rear view mirror one more time to make sure I looked halfway presentable. I fixed my wind-blown hair by pulling it back in a high ponytail and put on some Burt’s Bees lip balm before exiting the car. I grabbed my Bible and notebook and locked the doors. As I walked towards the youth building a wave of comfort washed over me.
I love the feeling I get every time I step into the youth room at my church. It’s a reassuring feeling that, no matter what I’ve been through during the day, everything is going to be just fine. I grew up knowing that God was in control of my life and He has a plan for me. I know that I can rely on Him for everything. Walking into the youth room Wednesday nights serve as a sweet reminder that I’m supposed to be here, doing what I’m doing.
As I get closer to the youth room I see one of my most dearest, oldest fri...
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