Personal Statement

This past summer I had a dream where, at the end of the dream, I ran out into the snowy night and yelled at the top of my lungs "God, help me to live in you and in your Son." This statement, this powerful desire, was all that mattered. Creepy, leering men drove by in dark cars and I was not afraid. I was not afraid of anything. All I felt was a powerful desire to live a life utterly connected to God.