A little piece of paper…
Sweaty hands thoughtfully folded it and handed it to leaders for no
eyes to see. Dozens of them were stuffed into a brown envelope and tucked away.
A little piece of paper, once insignificant, suddenly took on great
responsibility. Each one bore a secret of pain and hurt. A secret,
hidden deep behind the faces, smiles, and witty remarks of my high
school friends sitting in the room.
After listening to the story of the bleeding woman and hearing the
burden she bore alone for twelve years, we watched a video with a
series of post secrets from around the country. Post secrets are a
place where anyone can anonymously send their secrets and have them
posted online or published in a book. Students were asked to star the
back of their piece of paper if they were okay with having their
secret posted anonymously. Here are a few-
I hated myself for what he did to me so bad that I started drinking a
lot one night. I passed out drinking.
Never ending lie.
I wish the guy who raped me would’ve killed me instead of giving me herpes.
I say I don’t miss my dad but in reality I think about him everyday
and sometimes shed some tears.
I laugh to keep from crying.
These little pieces of paper are evidence of the pain our high school
friends are facing, but thankfully the story doesn’t end there. As we
point them to the cross through their heartache, please pray they
would see their desperate need for a Savior.
Along with the banquet, this past week we also had a huge dodge ball
tournament with all of Richardson! It was crazy, but it was a great
time of competitive fun.
I am excited to finish the semester strong and see how the Lord moves
in the hearts of our students.
- Allison
