We had our first night of drama practice at church. Only 4 girls showed up, but the script I had written required 4 people. I'm excited about the things we have planned - if only I could convey that excitement.

They took time in chapel to address issues of importance to the student body. It was so pathetic. One girl wrote in about her stress level being so high that she cries all the time. The student body laughed. One boy wrote in about a problem with masturbation. Everyone giggled and/or were offended by the word. Then they went to the next question with nothing of substance being said. They didn't, of course, address my friend's question about Why we don't reach out in love to homosexuals. That would have been too risky. Why does the church suck? We are afraid of risk. ? . I think that most prefer a sucky church to having to take risks.

I still have pneumonia. No significant improvement. I made it through all of my classes.

I hate the characters in Jane Austen novels. I like the novels and the writer, but her characters I hate. They don't accomplish anything with their lives. How must it feel to leave this earth knowing that nothing changed because of you. My sister called me crying to tell me how different the world would be without us. It sounds so much like bragging, but in reality we both had times that we wouldn't have made it through without the hope we had in Christ. She is right. In my short 19 years I have done a lot of ministry, filled a lot of positions, and done a lot of good. I don't think I have anything to brag about. I was just along for the ride.