Last Monday I wrote a letter to our local newspaper. Wednesday I got an email from the editor saying that I had won "Letters Best" that week. This meant that my letter would be published in the paper, I would receive a mug with "I won Letters Best" written across it, and would get to attend a special breakfast on Presidents Day. I kept it to myself (for the most part) and waited for Sunday to arrive. When I woke up this morning, my letter was in the paper. My parents were a little surprised and didn't say much about it. At first I felt about 2 inches tall. I mean, I had just won a spot in the newspaper and it hardly received any recognition from the people who mean the most to me. But then I remembered something, the world does not stop spinning because I've done a good deed--in fact, hardly anyone will even see or read this article. But I know, within my heart, that the Lord is proud of me, he is proud that I had the courage to stand and speak out. And that brings me the greatest joy.
Letter Best: Weighed down
"I blame the parents first. They have the most influence and its easy to say.. oh the bad media. Take some responsibility mom and dad. If you are always focused on how fat you feel or the next diet you will be on, chances are your kids will too."
I encourage everyone to watch this video and remember who you are, and where you come from.
With love,
Rachael
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