I had a weird day today...a good day, but non the less weird. For the most part it was normal, entil I got to my 5th period class. You see, my teacher, Ms.Holland, is a preacher at his church. And I guess he thought that, even though we are at a chrstian school, the 6th grade needed a some time with the Almighty. Instently I thought, "Oh great, a talk on how kids should go by the Bible and all the crap I've heard a million times at youth rallys." But it wasn't. Instead he told us a story. A story about this dude named David. He was a preatcher too. But one that went out of his way to help gang members who stabbed a mentally disabled kid 13 times! He left his seven week pregnent wife for a month or two, and slept in his car. Well, the point is he made a gang leader find Christ. Then in a little more time, the whole two gangs the leader ran. By then, I got a little intrested. Then my teacher tought us how to pray in the presents of God. I thought right then that I wouldn't be able to do that. I mean, I'm one of those people who want proof. Of everything, and if I don't get that evidence I can't help but dout. But i did as he said and to, and pryed to God. I told him all my fears and worries, all my pains that I hold up inside me. I always thought that no one would care. My teacher said that most of us would feel the prsents of God. I didn't know how I would, but when i poured it all out I knew that I was feeling it. And it was only when I stopped worrying about the people who serounded me, that I felt it. I thought about it all. My parents divorce, my brother and his pain, my Granny, but most of all my Big Papa. He died almost one or two years ago. And my family was still feeling the after math of it. And when I looked around the room, at the people who just looked bored an the ones that were actally feeling it, I new I was one of the ones who were feeling it. The others at my table were crying and I realized that I was too! I never cry in front of people! Though when I thought I about it, I didn't care. All I cared about was prying. (As corny as that sounds) I don't think any of us in the room wanted to leave today. But as I went out the door, I felt like I wasn't doing something I usually do. But at the same time, I felt light, like I was in the suns rays. I hadn't felt like that in a don't know how long. About an hour later, I suddenly realized what it was I wasn't doing. I was not douting God! And when I tried to think of what I always dout, I just couldn't think of the reasones why I would dout. Non the less a reson WHY to dout. Suddenly, everything seemed to grow brighter, and just a little...the best way to decribe it is more lively. If you choose not to believe me, so be it. And please coment on my profile and tell me wat u think.=)
