Saturday, April 27

just got back from STORM servants (youth group teachers) mtg. God is good to me.

one of things that was brought up was families, relationships with parents, the general atmosphere of a home. i remember back in the day (jh, hs), when being at home was not very happy. i was constantly getting into fights with my brothers, my mom was nagging about school, practicing viola, SAT, etc. most kids don't like school, but i loved school then. it was so much easier, and less stressful. what was an exam, compared to that which i faced at home?

when i was home, i took refuge in my books, which my parents never opposed. how could they oppose books? i read random books, from the dusty westerns from my dad's army days, my older brother's english class books, war and peace, hardy boys, babysitters club, sweet valley twins (you better believe it), judy blume (there is a particular quote that i won't put up, from, Are You there, God? It's me, Margaret." that line that she says to help her, ahem, development, just killed me for hours. those of you who read it know what i'm talking about...), encyclopedia brown, to my favorites: East of Eden (steinbeck), The Fountainhead (Ayn Rand), Count of Monte Cristo (Dumas), and Frankenstein (don't remember the author...but such a sad, sad book. when i first read it, i was completely surprised by t he depth of the book. so different from movies...). the level of the read didn't matter to me, they were all different worlds that i could live in, away from the real world.

and now? my family is so chill, so loving. parents mellowed out dramatically, so that they are nearly unrecognizable. my brothers and i don't fight anymore, and we are each other's best friends. we hug, we kiss, we smile. life took a dramatic change. what does it matter how career and work turns out, when my family is ok? God has answered all those desperate prayers i submitted while crying when there were no tears left...

ok. off to worship team practice.

yakob at 1:02 PM

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