My hands were shaking today. I was tired. I am so tired of this. I sat at school, mad at the people around me, reciting poetry and reading 1 John so I wouldn't be so mad. But I was. I was so mad.
I am so tired of people giving up.
Three people today, in three different classes, at three different times said what I can't even imagine saying.
They all denied God.
I wonder sometimes if the people who give Him up ever actually had Him.