My First Week of Hope

The summer of 2016, I went on my first Week of Hope with Group Mission Trips. I went to Vienna, Virginia. It was the best week of my life. I made so many new friends that I still talk to. But the most moving part of my week was Wednesday night. That night is known to the Week of Hopers and Workcampers as "Cry Night." On this night there is a fair amount of crying. During the week, I had some very tragic news delivered to me. Now I don't normally cry, but I was crying my eyeballs out on cry night. I was crying with a new friend I had met. He told me it was OK to cry and I didn't have to be strong all the time. He said something to me that I will always remember. He said "God gave you this life because he knows you are strong enough to live it, with a little help from your friends of course." He just held me for the rest of the program and let me cry. We prayed together, and cried together. I sang along to the music that was playing in the church, and I heard one song that started me crying all over again. When I was talking to my youth leader before bed, he asked me how God spoke to me tonight. I said he gave me music, and he gave me people who love me. My leader laughed and hugged me. I sat in my bed for a long time that night. I was thinking about everything everyone had said to me in the church. I said my goodnights to God, and I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

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