O. M. G.
It seems like just yesterday, I was standing outside on the brick wall waiting for my mom to come pick me up from the car riders lane in 6th grade. But when I look back at all of my school years up to this point, I can safely say that I don't have any regrets. I know that each individual experience that I've had in my life has been sent from God to shape me into the man I am today. There's no bad grade, scary consequence, or even stupid choice that I would hit the "re-do" button for. He knew I would make them, receive them, and choose them even before I did.
And I'm grateful.
I wonder what He's got in store for me next...
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