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Hey guys! Haven't posted in a while, and I hope you guys are doing great! So today, in case you guys didn't know, I play the harp. I had a competition today, and I've been practicing really hard for the past...3 months? It's been a little stressful, and what didn't help is that my mom would sit in the room and 'critique' me. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom and she's great, but she gets tired around 9:00, which is about the time I start practicing. She kept telling me that I was playing this song wrong, and I kept making a weird sound, and I needed to practice for about double what I was doing. I felt so depressed an horrible, because I didn't think I was doing it wrong, but I couldn't tell her that, and then she wouldn't let me practice because she was lecturing me so much. Basically, I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. But then I realized: who cares? Who cares what she thinks? Who cares if I play it wrong? Who cares if I completely fail at the competition? Because you know what? God still thinks I'm the best harpist he's ever seen, and I'm perfect to him. And to top it off, I'm surrounded constantly by trillions of Christians who don't care, because they think I'm perfect, too! The Christians who have gone before me are there to support me, and I know they are always with me, cheering me on (even though they're also in heaven.) Isn't that so encouraging, guys? You are constantly surrounded by a community of believers who think you are the most amazing athlete/musician/student/person ever, even if you can't see them. And all of us on Earth think so, too! Hope you guys can remember this, because it helps so much when your stressed. Have a nice day! -Erin