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One of my co-workers invited me to a party tonight. I declined and asked her if she wanted to come to our church get-together. She said she'd come if I would come to her party. haha. No can do. We were able to talk about why I didn't drink. I hope my answers were not vague. I told her that I was a Christian, and because I had Christ in my heart, I did not want to put things into my body that would hurt me. She couldn't understand why I wouldn't want to "party." I told her that drinking wasn't my idea of fun. She said a little bit wouldn't hurt anyone. I agreed that some people think "they can handle it," but I told her that alcohol causes a lot of problems, and the best way to not be a drunk or alcoholic, is to never take the first drink. Pray for her. She came to an evangelistic meeting with me a couple months ago. I want to see her get saved. I love her too much to see her keep living a life without true peace and joy. When I got home, I told my mom about it, and she said that she thought of my co-worker, and she was praying for her! It's amazing when you feel the spirit's leading. So often, when I feel the spirit nudging me to say something, it's easy to push it down because of nerves. Why? Why do I have such a skewed vision of reality? What we have to share is something of VITAL importance!
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hannah, if your church party gets to wild, make sure you call MAAD, they sponsor free rides home...if not, make sure you have a designated driver
don't even joke about that stuff.
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