Wow, what a bad attitude I had over the last few days. I'm not sure where it came from, but I suspect it had something to do with the draining effects of giving blood. I am also not sure where the bad attitude went, but I feel like people are praying for me. I had to make some tough decisions again; it seems like that's all life is right now.
I was so blessed by volunteering at the Purcellville Teen Center tonight. The kids were actually glad to see us. I had made a sort of challenge with one girl, Anna, that I could bring a book she would like. Today I stopped by Final Draft, the used-book store in P'ville, and found a selection of three choices. She chose
Ramona and Her Mother, probably my own favorite of the ones I had bought. I hope she likes it, since she is grounded and can't come next week.
And I am sad, deeply sad. I can't begin to understand the hurt and deadness in some of those kids' eyes. I just want to love them. So much prayer is needed...