Girl N gets mad this morning before church when she's told that rather than sleeping through the service, she has to sit and stand with the congregation regardless her actual participation in the worship. She gets mad and stands through the whole service (Thankfully we were up in the balcony so it wasn't too disruptive).
On the way home from church she's singing worship songs with the rest of us at the top of her lungs.
Girl O went on a rant of fury yesterday, yelling and cursing out another one of her wingmates. All of this started while she was sitting on her bed reading her Bible.
Today she tells me that she wants a tattoo on her arm that reads: "If God is with me, whom shall I fear?"
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There's something missing between knowledge and actions, between belief and the outpouring of that belief in one's everyday life, and it breaks my heart. At the same time, I am excited to become a part of their learning process, their growth, their recovery.
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