imagine. we prayed that your outing would go good with them. who could have known besides God that half of em wouldn’t show, because one was dealing with depression and also got a girl pregnant and the other’s dad got shot, unresponsive and dying. it left the residual hangout to be lackluster. but because of all of it, you got to make your bible study afterward. you called me excitedly later than night about the sovereignty of God working all things for His good. i texted you as i fell asleep, tears and eyeliner in my eyes, about how i felt cast off. but life without God is not life worth living. so I’m just gonna keep telling myself that His love is there. as there as it ever was.