I’m your regular junior in high school- always laughing and joking, and always wanting to be with my friends. However, ten months ago, I would have never thought I would be where I am now. I live in a small town. Up until Fifth Grade, I grew up in the county’s small public school system.
However, my Momma got offered a job teaching at a small Christian private school when I was in my last year of elementary school, so I began going to that school as well. Things were great for the first two years, however as I grew from middle school to high school, it seemed like everything crumbled. I was seen as “never good enough” to the headmaster and always compared to the favorite students of the school. I was even told that I needed to seek out professional counseling.
But no matter how much I struggled, things were great for my Momma. She was the parents’ favorite teacher and the only teacher to receive perfect teacher evaluations every year. However, this summer, at the end of May, that reign came to an end. My momma lost her job and I was to find a new school.
I questioned how a loving God could allow so much pain. I lost all my friends, confidence, and comfort. But on the night of August 6th, I encountered God’s love, and my life has never been the same. I now play sports for my new school and have made a lot of friends who are very supportive and help me through my struggles. Even though I’m not fully recovered, I’m on the road to healing. God really can turn a mess into a message. So, my biggest piece of advice for anyone struggling is to trust God. He knows what will happen and has a plan for it all.