Hello my dears! It has been sooooo long. My apologies. We did not go into the computer lab last week because we had a sub. Great news, at youth group last night two people got saved. I think one of them was my friend which makes it that much more special. The pure excitement and joy rushing through my veins was an exhilarating feeling so explainable.I wanted jump and shout and hug, but naturally I remained still. I do not know if anyone was quite as excited as I was at that moment, but that is alright. If it was my friend that got saved, and I am sure he did, it hits me hard where I have been weak. God pulled him outta my school, just another cold hearted atheist. He was directed toward our church by a basketball hoop as an escape. Then BAM. Like a lightning bolt, the King struck, piercing the darkness as sharply as a blade pierces flesh during medieval warfare.
Other than that, my week has been relatively mild. On Friday there may have been some freshman doing some suspicious activity in the bathroom. I don't know what they were doing but it was weird. At lunch there was a black kid with a ton of plastic ware stabbed into his hair. It was impressive. I babysat three boys on Saturday. That was fun. One played some Yu Gi Oh with me, but he got bored. Granted, I didn't let him use my best deck because I couldn't find it. I should have let him though because I can strategize better than he at the moment, but whatever. The second oldest, being 8, was quite a fellow. He was one of those kids that's super respectful and willing to try negotiating a deal. I liked him. The youngest was 5. His name was Jett. He had soft hair. Mostly the boys stayed upstairs and played video games. I pretty much just fed them. I watched Lost in Space. I didn't start on the first episode, so I was super confused, but I really enjoyed it.
Yesterday I walked into church to drop my siblings in their classes before heading to my own, on my way out though I spotted my friend the Smurf's grandma and she spotted me. I could tell she had something to say. I could tell that it was about him. Now, this lady really likes to talk, and typically I would have tried to escape so I wouldn't be late to Sunday school, but obviously since my mind told me that it was about the Smurf, I wanted to know if I was right. She didn't come directly to me, so I slowed my step just a bit. Two seconds later she came up to me to tell me about how cute the Smurf was in his blue tux the night before when he went to prom.
*Smug look* Called it. A lot can be communicated through a glance.
So yeah, I am psychic. Obviously. That must be the answer right ?
I honestly have no idea how she knows that we are friends. As far as I know, she didn't go up and say this to anyone else in the youth group.
Okay, so that comment about us being friends sounds really rude. Context! (Here it comes.)
The Smurf is slightly reclusive, and lives in the north with his brother. Their grandma goes to my church and they come down in the summers. We all love them, however his brother is much easier to connect with. (Sort of. At least you would think you are connecting but you're likely wrong.) The Smurf sits in the corner awkwardly with his dirty looking blue hair falling about his face which is tinted slightly blue around the edges framing his scowl. He is a bit weird (Okay, a lot weird and maybe a bit bipolar) but we all accept him. He usually stands off to the side though so like, being the person who hates feeling left out, for some reason I decided to be closer to him than his brother last summer. So now we are friends and I haven't heard from his brother in ages. (BTW he cut his hair and it isn't blue anymore. He looks like a normal boy now.)
Also he reads my blog so...
Yesterday I walked into church to drop my siblings in their classes before heading to my own, on my way out though I spotted my friend the Smurf's grandma and she spotted me. I could tell she had something to say. I could tell that it was about him. Now, this lady really likes to talk, and typically I would have tried to escape so I wouldn't be late to Sunday school, but obviously since my mind told me that it was about the Smurf, I wanted to know if I was right. She didn't come directly to me, so I slowed my step just a bit. Two seconds later she came up to me to tell me about how cute the Smurf was in his blue tux the night before when he went to prom.
*Smug look* Called it. A lot can be communicated through a glance.
So yeah, I am psychic. Obviously. That must be the answer right ?
I honestly have no idea how she knows that we are friends. As far as I know, she didn't go up and say this to anyone else in the youth group.
Okay, so that comment about us being friends sounds really rude. Context! (Here it comes.)
The Smurf is slightly reclusive, and lives in the north with his brother. Their grandma goes to my church and they come down in the summers. We all love them, however his brother is much easier to connect with. (Sort of. At least you would think you are connecting but you're likely wrong.) The Smurf sits in the corner awkwardly with his dirty looking blue hair falling about his face which is tinted slightly blue around the edges framing his scowl. He is a bit weird (Okay, a lot weird and maybe a bit bipolar) but we all accept him. He usually stands off to the side though so like, being the person who hates feeling left out, for some reason I decided to be closer to him than his brother last summer. So now we are friends and I haven't heard from his brother in ages. (BTW he cut his hair and it isn't blue anymore. He looks like a normal boy now.)
Also he reads my blog so...
Hi Smurf. How was prom?
Yeah. I have the SAT tomorrow. I am a little nervous. If y'all don't mind praying that I will be a clear minded genius during that test so that I can get into the Air Force Academy that would be great. Also if you wouldn't mind keeping my school in your prayers so we can have more saved and that God would use me in that work, that would be great. I think that is all for now. You guys have a great day.
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