Please hurry. I miss you. I miss the person you made me. I know I should be that girl everyday and that God is giving me endless opportunities to live a servant life, just like at camp, but I’ve fallen so far, I need help to get back up. So, Jesus, get me through until the end of May and use this summer at camp to break me and make me whole. I want to serve you and show others the source of life I’ve found. The only thing that makes life worth living. Jesus, you are the God of second chances. Thank you for giving me this one and get me through until it comes. I want to be able to look at myself again and see your child. I miss that so much.