Molly

Hey all! So this post is going to be a bit different. It's also going to be a testimony. This is completly dedicated to my best friend, Molly. I haven't told you exactly how much you mean to me and how much I need you. Love you!

As you probably know, my brother Jon went to Peru in... I wanna say 2013. So three years ago. We have always been really close, we pretty much did everything together. I remember acting out the "Series of Unfortunate Events" books in our backyard (putting our own spin on it of course; most of the bad guys were good and the good guys bad). There are countless stories I could share with you about how we had a wonderful childhood, but this post is not about that. (But if you really do want more stories about me and Jon, just ask. I'd be glad to talk about it!) Anyway, he left and I probably didn't get depressed (not compared to how depressed some people can get), but I definitely wasn't the happiest I'd ever been. There were many times I went into my room and cried into my pillow (maybe hormones had a bit to do with that as well).

Well I had been friends with Molly for a bit before that (we really should have become official friends a long time ago, but we were both kind of shy). We had found that we both loved "Warriors" and "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic." Rory also loved those things and we started to roleplay as our OCs (own characters if you don't know much about roleplaying) we made for "Warriors." Molly made a website for us and we just let the creative juices flow! We plotted deaths (sinister laugh) and other horrible things to happen to our characters. After a while we each had at least two. By now you are probably wondering what this has to do with anything. Well, eventually I didn't cry into my pillow as much. It was getting rarer and rarer. (I had to look this up to see if it was correct. Stupid english!) I still do sometimes, but doesn't everybody? My roleplaying with my friends made me happier, it helped me cope. Friendship saved me from depression.

If you have ever wondered how you can make a difference, just remember this. Making a difference isn't always doing something like going to a foreign country to become a missionary. Be a friend, listen to someone's problems, let the pregnant mother with a two year old go before you at the grocery store, tell that fifteen year old that she's beatiful. That is what makes you different. That is what is going to make the world just a bit better. Because there is no way you can fix all the problems of the world, but you can make someone's day. Leave saving everyone to Jesus and do what you can to change one person's heart.

Okay. I'm literally shaking, this message is so powerful. This is also the fastest I've ever made a post. I keep making mistakes! Alright. Go to work or school or wherever you need to go and put this message to use! Don't just sit there! Thank you for reading and I'll see you next week! God bless.

Sarah