its what i wore out: serving at the food bank

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{gray jacket & sweats: thrifted, pink cardi: target, shoes: reebok easytones}
Sometimes, it’s not about glamour or fashion, it’s about comfort and warmth.
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The other night a bunch of us leaders took the girls in our individual core groups to serve at the food bank.
My particular group of girls are in the 9th & 10th grade, and even at that young age they were willing to give up a night of studying to come and stuff boxes with food for people they would never meet.
And what really amazed me, was their crazy work ethic, open hearts, and amazing attitudes about it all.
They were laughing, sharing, having fun, and making memories all the while they worked like rock stars.
{we finished a 3 hour job in 2 hours.  that’s kind of how amazing they were. just sayin.}
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I’ve always had a heart to work with the youth.  
My years in high school were some of the most confusing and scary times of my life.
{until after I had kids….but that’s a whole ‘nother therapy session right there.}
And after losing my virginity by rape at a party in 9th grade, my whole life turned around.
And not so much for the good.
I felt God had left me.
Or maybe I was too angry with Him to feel His presence.
Either way, I decided my way was better….and that led to so much heartache and drama.
I always wished I could have had someone in my life to encourage me.
To support me.
To accept me.
To give truth to the lies I had convinced myself of believing.
And so, here I am.
Working with the youth.
Hoping that God will use me.
I pray every day that the time I get to spend with my girls changes them.
I pray that I can love them the way they deserve to be loved.
That I can listen to them, without judgement, the way they deserve to be heard.
I pray that I can be all the things to them that I so needed in my teen years when I was lost and hurting.
And in the meantime, I pray we have many more nights crammed in my car singing the Glee Soundtrack at the top of our lungs.
Because I think that right there, are the true moments of freedom.
Laughter and singing.
Glee.
When I am with them….no matter what we are doing….it’s like I’m right where I’m supposed to be.
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{and this is just half of my girls.  my beautiful amazing and loving girls.}
© 2011 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Comments

  1. I think it’s a wonderful thing that you are doing with the girls. You are a great example for them.

  2. Love this!!! And your blog!!! Esp the inspiration quotes on the side. I am a BIG quote lover!! Can’t wait to put a CHWH pkg together for you! <3

  3. Very nice. I volunteered at my local food bank for hours a few weekends ago. Loved it!

  4. This post sounds like something I might have written. I turned away from God because of a sexual experience at a young age, as well… He got me back and taught me that He’d been there all along.

    Love your outfit, looks comfy and cute, and layers are the best.

    Love that you are out serving with those girls…I KNOW you will make a huge impact on their lives just by being a consistent, loving presence.

  5. I LOVE what you’re doing sweet friend. And yes, you are making a difference!

  6. “it’s like I’m right where I’m supposed to be”….the sweet spot of calling! Great post