His Story in Me Part 8

The summer of 2010 was the biggest summer of my life so far. I worked with Upward  Bound as a program assistant and had no idea how much it would affect me.

I showed up and ended up meeting a host of new kids in the program, but also ran into a group of students who were freshman when I graduated from high school. I was incredibly nervous, and knew one thing, I had no reputation among these kids. Was I a pushover? Was I a strict person? They had no idea, and to be honest neither did I.

As it turns out, I was the cool kid. Never expected that. But anyways, I digress.

I taught two sections of my own class, which admittedly was not the best that first summer. I was fresh to the classroom, and ended up tackling something that I wasn’t entirely sure how to work with. By the end of the summer though we had made a movie for the class.

Throughout the summer we had gone on several day trips, and at least two overnight trips. One of my favorite summers. I enjoyed every second of the summer. I enjoyed the short 5 maybe 6 hours of sleep I got on the overnight trips. As painful as it may be I enjoyed the boys asking me to get some of them up, for some reason they wanted to get up at 5am so they could all shower, not really realizing that getting up at the same time wasn’t going to resolve the issue of waiting for the shower. I enjoyed the late nights waiting for the kiddos to go to sleep while the staff just sat around and talked. I enjoyed the staff meetings everyday. I enjoyed walking to and from different classes with the students,

A lot of the students became friends with me. I ended up being someone they could talk to, they could look up to, they could hang out with.

There’s one major reason I think this happened. I decided that I was not going to say anything about Jesus. I was instead going to live Jesus. I was going to live as a Christ-follower not talk like one. In doing so, I affected many more students in ways I never expected, nor they. It was an incredible summer. But it got even better.


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