Everyone has those days that make you feel like utter trash. The kind of day where you want to stay in bed and never get up. Life does that to everybody, even the best of people deal with that kind of thing. We’re all human. We all have emotions. Things like school can cause this kind of “typical downer day” quite frequently. The stress of classes and the busy bodies that we call students all collect into one big blur in the brain. One day fades into the next and it all seems like the world in general is fading away.
I have trouble every day. I get up, go to school, worry about my grades, and at the end of the day I go home, go to bed and get up the next day to do it all over again. Heck, I don’t even know what I’m going to do when I graduate. If it wasn’t for my friends and family, I don’t think I could make it past my senior year. It seems like my life is slipping away from me and I can’t keep up. My friends care enough to cheer me on, and I think that’s essentially the only thing keeping me going. One of my friends even told me about how her son was in the same situation I’m in and how he handled it. She wanted to show me that nobody is perfect. We sat in our prayer group one Wednesday night. We had a special preacher in that night and he had this aura around him that made me feel welcomed. I had never met the man beforehand, but it was this sense of mystery that made me like him. After our service ended, we had prayer time. The speaker had lead the first one that night. His voice carried throughout the chapel of our small Nazarene church. Sitting next to my best friend, I was trying not to cry loud enough for her to hear. The people here are the kindest I have ever met and I will always wish the best for all of them.
After our prayer time, I had honestly wanted to go home right then and there. I’m not entirely sure why I felt this, but at prayer time I started thinking about my life and how wasted it felt to me. I was done and I felt like crying myself to sleep that night. My friend, my best friend’s mother, had stopped me from leaving that night and wanted to know what was wrong. She pulled me aside, so we could talk a bit more privately which I really do thank her for.
It goes like this. Her son didn’t really know what he wanted to do with his life after his graduation. He had looked at the Air Guard and at a technical school in Watertown, North Dakota. He had sent his application in to the technical school all while waiting for a reply from the Air Guard base. He lived with his parents in the meantime. Sadly enough, he was told no from the Air Guard because of his disability. He was accepted into the technical school which he was fairly excited about.
The point of this story that she was trying to get across to me was that everyone has problems. Some can find out solutions easier than others can, but everyone still has the ability to figure something out in the end. After she shared her son’s story, she prayed for me and made me feel like the best person alive. It’s what she said during our prayer that I’ll never forget.
“Please lord, let this beautiful girl see your plans for her. Help her to get through whatever she is dealing with. I may not know what it is, but you do and only you can help her.”
Living in small town North Dakota can show people how the kindest of people go about their daily lives. They help others in the community by providing things like food or money to those that really need it most. They may be community leaders themselves and actually listen to the people and take their voice into account or they may be leaders of church groups or in school systems, it is these types of people that help keep the world turning for some.
Moral of my story, be nice to people. It will definitely make their lives better in the end. People need brighter views of the future in this day and age. Make people smile or laugh if you see them down in the dumps. Hug them and tell them it will be ok.