When I got saved as I was entering my teen years, my ‘good girl’ ratings went through the roof! Though I wouldn’t have admitted it (and I’m ashamed to write this), I couldn’t help but think that I was the epitome of teen Christian success (as if there is such a thing). When I was younger, I was the typical ‘good girl.’ I almost always obeyed my parents, was kind to others, and was considered very smart for my age. What if I told you that this story is only half true? What if I told you that I was deceiving myself with this version of the story? The Pride of a Rebelutionary One could call me a ‘rebelutionary’ and a ‘hero.’ I sold almost one thousand dollars’ worth of baked goods, donated it all, and was rewarded with a spot in my local newspaper. I baked all the desserts, hung up all the flyers, and sat for three hours in an uncomfortable chair. I built sturdy signs with cardboard and cardstock, meticulously drew the location and time of the sale on the front and plunged them into the ground near ‘hot spots’ in town. I went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients I would need. I designed flyers online and printed them by the dozens. Ultimately, I settled on holding a bake sale that would donate any profit to my local pregnancy resource center and the pro-life organization ‘Live Action.’ I’m very passionate about fighting against abortion and helping young women and their babies. Last year, I decided I wanted to do a hard thing in the wake of the reversal of Roe v.
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