Table for Him and I
Just me and the Man upstairs
The 8th grade was very weird. I was all alone for the first two and a half months and that feeling of being alone was completely new to me.
I had always had a friend. Whether they were good or bad was up for debate but I always had one. Usually even two, or a whole group of people I could call my friends. This year started off differently. Weird schedules and a loss of communication over the summer left me all alone. I knew for the first time I would have to live the Hollywood movie cliche of sitting alone at lunch.
Well not totally alone. I was sitting with someone who is in very high demand. God himself.
I remembered even back then I was very religious. I have been ever since I prayed the night before 5th grade started and God answered every single prayer with responses that were way beyond even my wildest dreams.
This was my first huge and embarrassing trial I had to go through at school. I hadn't sat alone at lunch since Kindergarten and back then nobody cared. Everyone was best friends with their parents and didn’t judge each other like they did in 8th grade.
To face my first real trial I turned to God
God protected me and kept me safe as I sat there alone and scared to even move. Somehow I made it through two and a half months and was only made fun of once and it wasn’t even by a bully; it was by someone who was sorta my friend but we just weren’t close.
I spent this free time talking to God in my head often trying my hardest to appear happy on the outside even though inside I was begging for mercy without wanting to admit it to anyone — God included.
Although I sat alone every day I never truly was alone thanks to God guiding me every step of the way. It wasn’t hard and I always found games and little rituals to make lunch go by faster whether it was getting up to buy ice cream or throwing out the tray at the same time every day. All of these things helped me but what helped more was God.
I knew in my heart that after this struggle I was going to be rewarded and blessed with an amazing rebound. I was going to be happy again and let’s just say God gave me a lot more than a person to sit with at lunch.
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