when one of the girls in my small group said something along the lines of "being in this small group was good for me because i learned that my family isn't the only one that is dysfunctional at Wheaton" I couldn't help but become saddened by her comment.

As much as I'm grateful to have been in a place where i could understand her pain, a part of me ached at the fact that my family is indeed very much broken. So much of the pain of this semester has been rooted in just that and it's been to an overwhelmingly degree that I've been affected by the broken relationships in my family.

I guess this is where you step in, God. i pray that you would feel this vast void that i feel inside me. i pray that you would meet me where i'm at right now.