Lots of changes are happening inside and out. I cut my hair. I didn’t think I cut that much off until I started looking at old pics. It still sits on top of my shoulders, but i now have bangs. I kinda look punk rockerish. That is how I best feel inside, so now I look like it on the outside.
On the inside I am sad. This boy that was in my class died. His 4 wheeler flipped on him and he broke his neck. He was an Indian and my stepmom’s cousin. His death has brought so many questions to my head. I have always heard people say “you never know when you will die” but this really made me think about that. Not for myself, but for others. I mean I went to highschool with this kid. We were in the same class. I talked to him. Did I tell him about Jesus, through my words or actions? I don’t think so…I really have no idea. I went to the Czech. The youth there were so bold. Everyone there was so bold about Jesus. I want that…I wanna be like that. It may be too late for the people I had connections with in Highschool, but not for the others I may meet along the way. This guy came to work last night and just sat at a table with me while i was on my break. I don’t know him, but that is not uncommon in Louisiana. Anyway he started talking to me. Even when he realized that I don’t talk much, he still tried to find common ground with me. Eventually he led the converstation into God. I thought to myself “Wow, this man can talk to a total stranger about God with no fear or hesitation”. When will I be able to do that?