Today was an overwhelmingly emotional day. Currently I am attending a week dedicated to the youth of a Methodist church. I do not consider myself a Christian, though I have nothing against Christianity whatsoever. I mean, why would I have anything against it if I am attending a Youth Week, feel me? So, I am surrounded by all these people filled with faith and trust in one another and God. Sure, some of them are only there for the fun stuff. Some of them will learn something, but will not remember. Some of them will learn nothing. But those that do learn something and remember it and apply it to their everyday lives really do increase their beliefs of having something to live for.
I have always been one of those people who just showed up, hoping for some fun and possibly new friends. I couldn’t care less about the whole Jesus thing. I mean, I still don’t care. But this week, just today, and it’s only the beginning, I have learned of faith and the strength of that faith. If not in God, then in your friends and yourself.
Dark and silent, feather-light wind
Racing through my hair, streaming
Over my skin, under my skin
Feet moving at a steady pace
Escape the grasp of the ocean
It threatens to drag me in and
Then pull me down; a deep blue
Running beyond its reach, I breathe
Its fingertips barely brush my skin
My toes sink into the sand
I am trapped- Panic? Breathe
One light step and I keep running