As usual, it's been far too long.
Today is another day of a continued struggle with a few people in my school, one of whom I used to be super closed to. I knew that things have changed, but I didn't realize that it was to the point where my "friend" is getting high, and I'm suddenly the bad guy. It's ironic because when we were younger, with my family's background, most people thought I would be the one to experiment with drugs, sex, and alcohol as I got older, but it's the other way around. One of the very people who voiced concern to me when I had a small glass of gin and juice when I was twelve has now gone to far greater lengths. It's easy to get mad about these things, and it's just as easy to hold grudges. But then I think about how lucky I am to know God, without Him I wouldn't be where I am today. My own brothers, who's faith used to seem insurmountable, have lost their way- and faith. If this were a perfect world, I would be able to show these people the daily miracles and blessings of knowing God as I do, but they don't care to see them. Now I guess there's nothing to do but pray and wait. I'll continue to reach out, but you can only do so much. What makes it that much more painful to witness is that they have so much potential, and particularly concerning my friend, the decisions she's been making lately, alongside her newfound attitude, can throw all of her hard work away in the blink of an eye.
God bless,
Gina
