Eight pair of teenage eyes stared back at me.
It was our first meeting. I sat on the couch, surrounded by blank-faced high school girls slouched in cushions and spread out on the floor. The plan was to mentor this group, where we would read through a book, cover some verses in the Bible, and share a little discussion and life.
Seemed simple enough when I said, “Sure, I’ll do it.” Until that first night, when a room full of skeptics sized me up… read the rest of this month’s blog by clicking here!
