First Post

Hello readers! This is our first post and here's some inspiration coming your way.

A few years ago we moved from Weston Hall to Soring Hill. That was the toughest move for me. In the beginning I had this fear that it would be like in the movies when teens move and they lose their friends and have to leave their schools. I was worried that would happen. But after a while I began to feel that maybe it would bring a good change and i'd actually get to see my friends more often, maybe even get to invite them over. I got excited. Then we moved. The saddest part is the day we said good bye to our friends I didn't think it would be the last time so it wasn't hard because I thought i'd see them again. I said bye but didn't show that I really cared...I didn't get the chance to really miss them. While everyone was sad and crying I acted as though I didn't even care. Then we moved into our new house and hadn't seen our friends yet, there was no kids in the neighborhood either. I thought it would just take time before it would happen. At our old neighborhood we had atleast 30 kids in the neighborhood so we had a big friend group. After months passed I still didn't get to see my friends. Then the realization hit me. My original fear was coming true. Everyday I would swing on our swingset alone because there was nobody to play with or talk to and my family was always on their computers. When I get too emotional and lonely I would go to our upstairs room and just cry. Some days I would cry out to God saying "why are you doing this to me." One day I even begged him to just make us go back to our old house. I clung to our church and co - op because that was the only place I could see my friends...but one night...just ONE NIGHT. We had gone to church early because mom had to teach someone an instrument lesson. After the lesson church was about to start and instead of going into service we headed out the door. They said "come on kids, we're leaving." I was very confused because church was starting but we weren't there. Anyway, I told myself it was just for one night. But when we were home my siblings were out getting fire wood and my dad called them in and said he needed to talk to us. Our parents said they were very sad and thought a lot about it but they said we weren't going to be going back to church anymore. I didn't believe it. It couldn't happen, but it did and in just one night. (That's why one night is so hard for me). I clung very closely to co op because now it's the only place I could see my friends. But then one day I was in my bedroom and my brother comes in and says "Mom says we're gonna leave co op because the kids there are not nice." I didn't believe it. "It can't happen, It can't" I said. But a few weeks later and we stopped going to co - op. Now I had no friends. I felt so alone. As a child my parents were christians so i grew up around faith but personally i didn't have a relationship with God. I didn't understand why he would do all this to me and even though he could see and hear my pain he would sit back and do nothing. I found myself always asking "Why?" Then one day as I was just pouring all my pain out to God. I said "God, if you really love me, if you are this God that I've learned about. Why aren't you doing anything? Why don't you just let us go back to the old house?" After I prayed that I turned on my MP3 player onto the Joy FM Station because it usually helped. And I'm not kidding, the very second I clicked it on a song had immediately started. The verse said "Do you, wonder why you have to, feel the things that hurt you. If there's a God who loves you, where is he now? Well maybe, there are things you can't see. and all these things are happening to bring a better ending." Tears ran down my eyes but it wasn't from pain or loneliness. I had realized God wasn't hurting me. He was there the whole time and he just wanted me to let him in. I prayed and said "God I know what you've done for me and there's nothing I can do to repay what you've done. And the things I've done to you I can never say sorry enough for. But the least I can do, is give you my life and live for you." And so that day I gave my life to Him. And that moment that I did that...the pain literally went away! I didn't feel lonely at all. All that pain and loneliness was gone and I felt a hand touch my shoulder no joke! I was at peace and so joyful. A part of that song says "Once you feel the weight of glory, all your pain will fade to memory." Well you know what...that was very true because it happened to me. Ever since then it's changed my life