I just got off the phone with my one of my favorite people in the world, my disipler from Summer Project. She told me,
"God wants you alive today."
God, wants me alive. Today. Right now. In this very moment. To be sad and call my disipler. To listen to her. To cry on my front steps and sniffle into the mouth piece on my phone. Just because I want to be dead, doesn't mean He does. And if He doesn't want me dead then, He must want me to be doing something pretty cool, then. Right?
I gotta get out of my bed, go to class, take bike rides, pursue my friends and damnit, be grateful for a change.