I still had a month of vacation left. I was happy, and I wasn't going to think about people leaving. I hate it when people leave. As the time for me to leave for Biola (leaving in the mental/emotional sense, as it was less than 20 ... The only option was to die or be reborn. Having to let go of friends, of my own pride and neurotic need for perfection, of everything that was not God, I have gained so much more. Giving up, I have been given the greatest gift of grace and ...
