In the end the thing that keeps me walking
Is your shine, your shine in the morning, your shine in the distance,
Your shine inside the laughter and the ghosts
-the legendary Daniel Lanois
“Let me tell you about another loser God used—his name was David. He was young and scrawny and musical. In fact, this artsy dude was one of the first true singer/songwriters. Of course, his biggest fans were sheep.”—eyeroll—“No one thought he was anything special, even his own family. He was a loser in the world’s eyes. But God used that loser to slay a giant. God can use you, too!”
“Dude, I don’t even own a slingshot,” I joke under my breath to Kayla.
Dedicated to Li from Days of the Guardian.
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“It’s Anne, not Andrea,” I correct him. I don’t smile, but Brad’s flashy grin remains unstoppable.
“Right—Anne. Sorry. I’ve always been bad with names. Anyway, you’re going to have such an authentic, life-changing experience at the Teens on Fire retreat. There’ll be paint ball, capture the flag, and all kinds of crazy games. Plus, the speaker is the bomb. And I can’t even tell you how super-cool the worship band is. We were lucky, I mean, blessed, they were even available. They’re a Dove award-winning group! Of course, that was a few years ago…”
–On The Outward Appearance by D. Marie Prokop
I wrote this song years ago and it still remains one of my favorites. It’s an ironic play on the mantra “everything’s going to be okay.” Okay is pretty subjective. Besides, sometimes it’s not going to be okay. Sometimes that’s good. We are forced to change and grow. This song reminds us of what we can do in the midst of this not-okay-ness. Flower. Grow, wait, look pretty. Survive as long as possible, doing what you were made to do. Everything, including flowers, is temporary.
In Days of the Guardian, the Captain advises Ainsling to do what is necessary and what is possible. In time, she’ll find herself doing the impossible. On my best days, I believe this is true. Do you?
“It’s a secret.” At this response, he rubbed his neck in frustration, which made her giggle even harder.
“Like your red string theory?”
“It’s not a ‘red string theory’, silly. It’s ‘the red string of destiny.’”
“Whatever. Are you ever going to tell me what it is?”
The Red String, Chapter 5, The Good Boy
Alyssa doesn’t eat lunch. Instead, she uses the time to show off her latest shopping spree finds or text voraciously. One text by Alyssa could ruin you socially for the rest of your high school career—and maybe your life. You could say Alyssa ate people for lunch.
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