retreat

This may come as a shock to some of you, but growing up, I was a nerd.

Yes, it's true.

By high school, I'd managed to make friends with a couple of people considered cool, but I never was considered so. People who spend significant time in worlds of their own creation seldom attain popularity in this one. Add to that, I made good grades. And I spent more hours practicing an instrument than conversing with humans. I was hopeless.

I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me at the time. Who doesn't want to be liked?

The sunlight sparkles on the water, speckles the path, and dances with the trees. I sit on a log bench and meditate on the memory verse for my Bible study: