I am an assistant principal in a middle school (grades 6-8). When I have to search a student's cell phone, I often get sick to my stomach at what I find. It gets worse and worse every year.
Why are we missing it? Why are we so focused on ourselves that even in times where we should be consumed by nothing but awestruck wonder, we miss the wonder altogether and instead replace it with the cheap thrill of another self-glorifying photo?
"I wanted to stand in front of the mirror and suck it in at different angles... I wanted to lift up my boobs and try to see my waist... I wanted to say “nope not wearing this” as I tried to stretch out the waistband."
Somewhere out there is a boy, who sees all of the babies getting adopted, getting a chance to have a forever family, and he’s saying, “What about me?” He deserves a family too.
“My faith is everything to me... It's really like, ‘Oh no, this is real to me. I have experienced the presence of God and I know that this is my own faith.’”
