I remember looking around at other Christians and thinking that their lives seemed wrapped up so nicely and tied with a little bow.
And I learned that they often went through the same struggl.
Then I started becoming friends with these perfect Christians.
That, or I was just hoping to get some of that put-togetherness by osmosis.
I remember wanting to be close to them because their seemingly perfect lives drew me in.
I looked at them and wondered how it was even possible to be so put together.
I remember looking around at other Christians and thinking that their lives seemed wrapped up so nicely and tied with a little bow