This summer i went to a camp called Winshape. I had gone two years before and this was my third. I never had been close to God, in fact i was running from him. My family was falling apart, we were living off of no money, I was hated, Not supported, Unloved, and just alone. I thought God had left me. My close friend had been raped, My drama department falling into chaos and my parents fighting and not a dime to spare. And being the oldest of five kids i also had the duties of keeping my home runnning and the kids clean and fed on my shoulders and i had just turned 15 on july 6. I have my dear friend katie who i had met become like my older sister help me lots and lots with everything, from my parents fighting day and night to waking up screaming from realistic nightmares. I needed the lord. I was too stuborn and stupid to just run to him open arms.
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