Middle School


Smile. Be friends with everyone. Try your best just to talk to someone new today. Don’t let it bother you when they walk away. Don’t let it bother you that they are all talking about that party. It’s ok, you didn’t have time to go even if you had been invited. Does my outfit look ok? I don’t know… it’s kind of dressy; what if everyone else is wearing jeans? Shake it off when people make little comments about it. Why mom? Why are they so mean? I just want to be friends with them. Why don’t they like me? She makes me feel like an alien. She talks to everyone else and treats me like I am not there. And then the other girls don’t talk to me. I am so lonely. Why did all these girls laugh at my dress today? I just want to go home. Please come get me. Please.



All I can do, sweet girl, is point you to the One Who made you. Who calls you by name. Who loves you beyond anything you can imagine. Take heart. He has overcome the world.

Isaiah 43: 1-2

Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through the fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. 



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