I’ll never forget my senior prom. A bunch of us rented a limo and took our dates to a fancy restaurant for dinner, nervously ordering from a menu that never told us the prices of the options we were choosing from. Fortunately I could afford such a classy place, having spent the previous summer cleaning […]
In choosing what you do to commemorate these final days of school, whether after graduation, prom or band practice, at the forefront of our mind and hearts should be this reality that all is a gift from God, to be used for His glory. This doesn't require walking around yelling, 'hallelujah,' but it demands that our actions be a reflection of who we belong to. We are not our own.
As a homeschooler, my prom experience wasn't exactly the kind of thing you see in the movies. Instead of a giant museum hall filled with balloons, streamers, and an amazing DJ, I had a boombox and some microwave taquitos.