No matter where she went, God was her family. He was her hope.
She was drowning-in friendliness, in community-and she was starting to think she didn't want to get pulled out.
God made something special when He made you.
I also try to weigh my motives. Am I doing what I'm doing because it's what God desires, or because I'm afraid people will be disappointed if I don't?
I suppose sometimes it takes getting lost to enjoy the joy of being found
God created you with special talents for a purpose, and sometimes those we love most don't understand that. Don't let the doubts of others ring louder than God's whispers to your spirit. Sometimes God's whispers are harder to hear, but they're to be trusted the most.