My God.

Week of pray has waken me up a bit, I had always know that I was going
down the wrong path. It's not that I'm a bad kid it's just that God really didn't
play a personal part in my life. I wanted to feel something when I gave my life
to Christ 5 years ago, but I didn't. I slowing drifted away and stopped caring.
Recently I have been thinking a lot about it. In almost everything that I do I'm
thinking to myself weather this is pleasing God right now.
I have often thought to myself that I could never tell my mom any of this because
of her profession, (a bible worker for the Alegany East Conference). But I currently
have told my mom and I feel a whole lot better. With the help of the Big Teddy
Bear Upstairs I will become the little princess He wants me to be.


Thoughtfully Written,
Makhela