Spring break is a week of release before all the chaos of finals begins.
Let your hair down. Take a sip of that strong liquor and forget about schoolwork for once.
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Most of my teenage years were a constant up and down of being a good girl and a mischievous girl.
[90% good, 8% mischievous, and 2% clueless]
I never knew the balance of a healthy and steady norm.
I couldn't decide who I wanted to be. Did I want to fit in or stand out?
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March 2012:
Spring break slowly became my get away. I danced on the speaker boxes at outdoor bars like it was something I did every night in front of the mirror. It was fun. I couldn't have cared less what anyone thought.
But it was a whirlwind of a mess. Strangers were concerned if I was extremely intoxicated or on drugs.
I was literally just high on life. Mostly sober, but an alter ego of myself.
It was euphoric. It was exhilarating.
I tried new things in order to experience more of life.
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There my reputation went.
Ruined. Stained. Ugly.
How would I cover this mess up?
I panicked. I had never been in this place. I was stuck.
But there were two options:
Jesus or sin.
Did I want to continue this lifestyle or seek after The Lord?
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My sweet friend jumped in the gap for me. She made the decision to help me at my weakest moment.
She did not judge; she only saw potential.
She believed in me when I did not have an ounce of belief in myself.
I had finally found a genuine friend in Christ who only wanted to see me fall in love with Jesus.
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My focus shifted from things of this world to the Creator of this world.
I began to go see what church really was. A group of believers that whole heartedly run to the Father together; spurring one another on to succeed in bringing Kingdom to earth.
During the Boy Meets Girl series at Passion City Church, my eyes were opened. I realized I wanted Jesus.
I didn't want pleasures of the world, but I wanted Christ to satisfy my every need.
