Take the Lead

About this time last year, I started questioning my school situation. I was going to a very small, private, two day a week school, and it was my third year. In the first two years I had some amazing friends, and while I still had two good friends remaining in the third year, they were drifting. My point is, that everything I had loved so much about the school when I started going there was gone. I realized that it might be time to move on.

There was a homeschool group that was based much closer to where I lived that some people from my church were a part of. My parents and I thought that might be a good fit- although they were worried that I might find myself lonelier than I already was. I would only be taking one class, once a week, and was going to have a lot of extra time at home.

I thought about it a lot. And I do mean A LOT. I absolutely hate making decisions, especially big ones like this. In the end, I felt that God was leading me away from my current school and towards the new one. So I decided to follow that.  Continue reading

God-Given Gifts

I cannot draw for the life of me. And trust me, I’ve tried. In seventh grade I took art class as a required elective. Every day when I had an art assignment to do, I spent about four hours crying my eyes out, furiously erasing, and settling for what I deemed failure. In short- I’m not an artist.

But there are other things I can do. People say I’m quite gifted at the piano; I’ve been playing for nine years. In fact, music seems to be my forte (pardon the pun). I just started the violin about a month ago, but I have a real ear for music and my fingers are very dexterous, and so it comes very easily to me.

I don’t want to seem like I’m showing off or bragging. But I do think it’s important that we all come to terms with the gifts and talents God has, and hasn’t, given us. Gifts come in all forms. Some of them are the gift of art, or music. Others are more along the lines of sympathy, or problem-solving, or coming up with ideas. The point is, God has given us all gifts.  Continue reading

The Toughest Times

I have a best friend named Lena. I met her four years ago when I was in sixth grade. I was at a 2 day a week private school, but decided that I wanted to switch to a new, but similar one, for reasons I won’t go into. So, to see what it would be like, I shadowed there for a day. That’s when I met Lena. She was the first person to really step up and get to know me, and we quickly found that we really enjoyed each other’s company. For the next two years, seventh and eighth grade, our friendship grew and flourished. We were constantly texting or FaceTiming each other, if we weren’t hanging out in person. We played our ukuleles together and made duets, we watched our favorite show, Doctor Who, we had photo shoots and made skits, and laughed a lot.

Not only was Lena so incredibly fun to hang out with, but she was an amazing listener and friend. When I was going through trials she was there for me every step of the way. She encouraged me with Bible verses and gave me hugs, brought me chocolate and did everything she could to cheer me up. She really was the best friend that anyone could ever ask for.  Continue reading