“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” (2 Tim. 1:7 NIV)
“If I brought a gun to school you’d be the first one I’d kill.” Seth leered at me from behind, sending a chill down my spine.
It was my first year in public school and to say I wasn’t exactly socially accepted would be an understatement. I was in fifth grade and already I had someone who wanted to kill me – great.
Fresh from private school and home schooling I had no idea how to handle such a threat. Much less my ruined notebooks or the insults, threats, and curses bled into my desk with permanent, black marker that showed up in the following weeks. I didn’t know how to tell my parents that my glasses were broken because a boy had hit me or that the day before I’d found the body of a dead mouse in my desk with the message “you’re next” noosed around its neck on notebook paper.
So I ignored it, hoping that Seth and the other kids in my class would grow tired of trying to scare me. The next day I cut out hearts from red construction paper and wrote out verses that spoke of God’s love for them and taped them to the desks of all my classmates. And the next day, and the next day, and the day after that until the bullying stopped. Within a month the bullying came to a dead halt.
The best way to combat hate? With God’s furious love.
Christine grew up in the windowless basement of her grandparent’s house and has thus been fondly nicknamed “The vampire in a box” by her friends. She has a strong affinity for sarcasm, shiny purple things, and random, useless information that “normal people probably wouldn’t care about.” She likes to sing, act, draw, write, read, and make fun of Prince Charming in her spare time. Some of her epic skills include: surviving a piano being dropped on her, carrying on a five hour conversation with a wall, and making a grilled cheese sandwich spontaneously explode. (read more…)
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